Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 691

Chapter 691: Chapter 691

Yang Fan had no objections to Mr. Fan stepping in for him and readily agreed.

But Fan Sisi suddenly refused to comply. She pouted and unhappily said, "Grandpa, really, how can you snatch Fanzi’s business. If Fanzi can’t handle it, you could help him, why directly take over..."

This elbow-turning-outwards is a bit too obvious.

Yang Fan was startled and quickly said, "I can’t handle it, and the old man finally wants to stretch his muscles once, this is just perfect. Moreover, I have another task, and I feel I probably can’t handle it either."

"Sisi, I am your real grandfather, right?" Mr. Fan asked solemnly.

"Yeah," Fan Sisi nodded, "but Fanzi is my man!"

Yang Fan silently covered his face.

Done for!

He was cautious in every way, but Fan Sisi ended up revealing it herself.

Mr. Fan’s gaze suddenly became as sharp as a butcher’s knife, "What did you just say?"

"My man." Fan Sisi said seriously, "Grandpa, didn’t you realize that before you met him, I already knew Fanzi? Don’t you have the slightest doubt? Initially, we wanted to keep it under wraps and tell you when the time was right, but pretending is really tiring, I can’t pretend anymore, let’s lay the cards on the table."

"Fanzi is my man, and I am his woman, which means not only is Fanzi your apprentice now, but he is also your grandson-in-law."

Mr. Fan’s sharp gaze moved back and forth between Yang Fan and Fan Sisi, "How come I remember this kid seems to have a girlfriend?"

"Yes," Fan Sisi said very frankly, "but it doesn’t matter."

"What did you just say? It doesn’t matter?" Mr. Fan suddenly stared wide-eyed, his eyebrows seemingly about to stand upright from anger.

Yang Fan had already figured out how he was going to die.

All plans messed up, just wait for death.

Fan Sisi’s revelation left him quite stunned.

"Yeah, I know, but I don’t mind, it’s okay." Fan Sisi said, "Grandpa, the young people’s view of love is different from yours, don’t bother about it anymore. You just need to remember that Fanzi is your grandson-in-law, that’s all, the rest doesn’t matter, I know what I’m doing."

"You know nothing!" Mr. Fan scolded, puffing out his beard and glaring, "This really makes me furious."

"I indeed don’t understand your young people’s view of love, but I know the times are progressing, not regressing!"

"Grandpa, just say whether you accept Fanzi as your grandson-in-law or not?" Fan Sisi asked bluntly like a pig not scared of scalding water, since everything was already out in the open and she seemed to have nothing else to care about.

Mr. Fan exhaled a deep breath, "Can I not accept it?"

"You cannot." Fan Sisi said laughing.

Mr. Fan, frustrated, turned his face away and picked up a glass of wine, downing it in one gulp.

After some thought, he asked again, "I just want to ask you two one thing, what do you plan to do about your future children?"

"That’s not within our consideration for now, if we want a child, we’ll just have one and raise it." Fan Sisi said, "It’s not that complicated, right? Nowadays, you can have children without a certificate, nothing can really trouble us."

Mr. Fan laughed out of exasperation, "You make it sound so simple."

"It really isn’t that complicated." Fan Sisi said, "In your generation, everyone tightened their belts to get by, but having three or four kids was common, even many had six or seven. If your generation could raise children to adulthood, surely we have it even easier."

Mr. Fan was left speechless.

Yang Fan was very honest, and he remained a quiet listener during their grandparent-grandchild argument.

First, act timid, show bravery later.

"You kid look like a stunned goose, don’t you have anything to say?" Mr. Fan suddenly shouted, looking at Yang Fan’s state.

The old man’s anger shifted targets.

Yang Fan immediately sat up straight and said solemnly, "Master, I have nothing else to say. All I can say is that I won’t let Sisi regret her choice. Although I don’t possess a vast family fortune, I will do my best to make her a happy person."

Mr. Fan sneered, "Is that how you charm women, young man?"

"Grandpa, please speak respectfully!" Fan Sisi shouted.

Mr. Fan rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Aren’t I speaking respectfully? Isn’t this young man’s method just a way to charm women?"

"Grandpa, by that logic, are all the nice things Fanzi says just ways to charm women?" Fan Sisi retorted sharply.

"Fanzi’s words were already simple and honest, where’s any trace of flattery? Moreover, not only does he say it, he acts on it. What is there for you to feel uncomfortable about? If you keep this up, I’ll really get angry."

Mr. Fan was so infuriated that he stared wide-eyed but was helpless.

He was completely overpowered by his own granddaughter’s spirit.

Thud!

Suddenly, he slammed a full cup of wine in front of Yang Fan and growled, "Drink!"

Yang Fan had no idea what the old man meant, and downed the wine in one gulp.

Fan Sisi couldn’t intercept in time.

She turned and yelled at Mr. Fan, "Grandpa, what are you doing? Is it physical punishment when you can’t win the argument? Relying on being both an elder and a master, are you bullying us? Grandpa, I must say, how come you’ve become less decent as you get older?"

Mr. Fan seemed almost choked with rage, scanning Yang Fan and Fan Sisi back and forth with his eyes, then suddenly picked up his own cup and fiercely downed it in one gulp, shouting, "Fine, fine, fine, I’ll drink by myself."

"Sisi, stop talking, it’s understandable that grandpa is angry," Yang Fan advised.

"Kid, shut your mouth now. I don’t want to hear you speak," Mr. Fan snapped irritably, "Drink!"

"Alright, I won’t talk, just drinking with you," Yang Fan replied.

If he didn’t want to hear, then don’t speak. At this time, being flexible was absolutely necessary.

Right now, whatever he said, it all sounded the same to Mr. Fan’s ears and was indeed pointless.

The key was still what Fan Sisi would say.

Mr. Fan was drinking out of a bit of spite, downing each nearly full cup in one go.

But he wasn’t drinking by himself; he demanded Yang Fan to drink the same way, while he would drink after every one or two cups.

Yang Fan had already realized that he was drinking too much.

But there was no choice, not drinking today was truly not an option.

Fan Sisi tried to intervene several times, but Yang Fan refused each time.

As long as Mr. Fan could handle this manner of drinking, he didn’t mind. At worst, he’d just sleep tonight without accomplishing anything else, though he had many plans, appeasing the old man was more important.

Between the two of them, this method of drinking quickly emptied a bottle.

"Bring another bottle of wine," Mr. Fan called out with a wave of his hand.

Fan Sisi stood up, fuming, and said, "Is this how you two are going to drink? Then I’ll join you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, both the elderly and the young man froze instantly.

"Old man, how about we take it easy?" Yang Fan cautiously asked.

Mr. Fan wiped the corner of his mouth and nodded silently.

Let’s take it easy, the granddaughter is getting furious.