Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 692

Chapter 692: Chapter 692

Mr. Fan was clearly still in a very bad mood, but he put up with it for Fan Sisi’s outburst.

The looks he gave Yang Fan from time to time were still as sharp as a knife intended for murder.

Yang Fan pretended not to see it and just kept drinking with him.

After all, Mr. Fan was aware that he had a girlfriend; otherwise, his reaction wouldn’t have been so strong.

Fortunately, Fan Sisi had no objections to this and even supported him resolutely, even going so far as to get angry at Mr. Fan for his sake. Otherwise, Yang Fan’s fate would definitely have been much worse, anyone could see that coming a mile away.

"You worthless brat, take care of that grave matter yourself; I will help you," Mr. Fan suddenly said.

By that time, they were already on their third bottle of wine.

Yang Fan’s head was starting to feel a little dizzy, and his voice was unconsciously getting louder.

"No need, that issue is yours to handle, elder. I merely agreed to have a look for the other party, but with my abilities, I know I definitely can’t handle it," said Yang Fan. "However, there’s another matter I might be able to try."

"Boss Chen’s mother-in-law next door has gone mad. After some examination, it’s suspected to be related to ghosts and spirits, but no one knows how to deal with it. I’m planning to give it a try to see if I can solve it."

"What big shot are you pretending to be here? Boy, this line of work is not so simple. There are many types of madness; you only know the solution after being possessed, but can you treat any of the others?"

"Grandpa, is this wine fake today? Why do you sound like you’re chewing on steel bars?" Fan Sisi said with raised eyebrows.

Mr. Fan’s imposing manner immediately weakened, "Fine, fine, I won’t speak, okay? I have no objections now, right? Your worldviews and ways of loving, I really don’t understand them, and I don’t plan to either. As long as you two are happy, isn’t that enough?"

"You don’t have to do that. You still can raise objections, but personal attacks are not acceptable. Listen to yourself just now; are these the words you should be saying to your apprentice and future grandson-in-law? It’s precisely because Fanzi doesn’t understand much that he is your apprentice. If he knew it all, why would he need to learn from you?" Fan Sisi said.

Mr. Fan, looking speechless, glanced at Yang Fan, "You lucky kid... I really can’t stand it anymore."

"Previously I joked with Old Liang about your outrageous luck, even saying I didn’t know which silly girl would fall into your hands. And the words I said turned out to be a pit I dug for myself; it’s actually my family’s silly girl who fell for you, and she’s so utterly devoted."

"Kid, there’s not much else I ask of you, only one thing. In the future, don’t make my Sisi sad. Whether you two have a good time together or separate amicably, or even if things don’t work out between you for other reasons, you have to make sure this doesn’t happen. Otherwise, watch your back. Although I am old, I am still capable of dealing with you firmly."

Yang Fan was just about to open his mouth but was cut off by Mr. Fan’s raising hand. He interrupted Yang Fan and said decisively, "You don’t need to give me any of those promises, I don’t want to hear them; those words are meaningless to me."

"You just need to do what I’ve just said, no more. As for the rest, I don’t care to hear, it’s up to you two."

Fan Sisi said displeasedly, "Grandpa, why do you always jinx us? I think not only can we make it, but we can also go a long way together. Don’t think I’m bewitched or something. That’s not the case at all. In a few more years, I’ll be considered an ’old maid,’ I trust my intuition more, and then I trust Fanzi."

"I believe it too, let’s drink!" Mr. Fan said very nonchalantly, raising his glass again.

"Grandpa!" Fan Sisi called out sweetly.

"I really do believe it. I have no objections now, do I? What more do you want me to say? You don’t like what I say anyway," Mr. Fan said helplessly, looking like he was about to turn into a bitter face after being so tormented by Fan Sisi.

"Forget it, seeing you like this, elder, I know your mindset cannot be changed in a short time. You will recognize Fanzi’s value later," Fan Sisi said, like a proud peacock.

In that moment, Yang Fan’s face seemed to light up.

"Poetry and wine carry me through the years; only fine wine never lets me down!" Mr. Fan murmured to himself as he gazed at his wine glass.

Yang Fan silently pretended not to hear; something about that didn’t seem quite right.

"I agree to you two being together, although it seems I can’t do much even if I don’t agree. Go ahead with your relationship, just don’t bother me too much in the future," Mr. Fan said, setting down his glass. "Let’s change the subject."

"The mental illness you just mentioned might not just be one or two types; there are countless reasons that can trigger it. As long as she doesn’t have someone constantly behind her back, genuine doctors of Traditional Chinese Medicine are more skilled than us in treating such conditions. Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles is very famous for addressing these cases."

"Many years ago, I knew an old TCM practitioner, and his medical skills are, in my mind, the best throughout Xin’an and even the surrounding counties. If it isn’t a case of actual soul possession, you could consult him. He can certainly handle it better than we can. If you’re willing, I’ll contact him later and talk about how to split the fee."

"If you’re not happy with that, then try it on your own. However, I need to tell you that our line of work, like doctors curing diseases and saving people, is based on the same principle: We heal people on the premise of curing them, not solving the problem and leaving them with a bunch of other troubles."

Yang Fan thought of his master, Huang Baoming, who he had just begun learning from that day.

His medical skill was also the best in his eyes, no contest.

"Master, who is this person you’re talking about?" Yang Fan asked.

Mr. Fan’s tone finally seemed a bit more normal, as he thoughtfully said, "His name is Huang Baoming, he’s opened a clinic in Caoji Village. Though it’s a clinic hidden away in a village, you mustn’t underestimate him; his medical skill is definitely the best around here, extremely adept at treating such conditions."

"We became acquainted through a fight; I was very doubtful about him before he treated me, but later, he earned my deep respect with his capability. If you can impress me too, then when it comes to you two, I won’t make a single complaint no matter what."

Yang Fan’s face suddenly looked strange. What a coincidence, huh?

But with Old Sir Huang’s widely recognized reputation, it seemed only natural that Mr. Fan would know him.

"Master, if you’re talking about Old Sir Huang, I think we might not need to... no, no, we should still split the fee; otherwise, I might get a good scolding again. Being punished every day is getting a bit intolerable," Yang Fan said.

"By the way you’re talking, you know him?" Mr. Fan asked.