Chapter 92 - At any rate, he has been studying martial arts for three years

The two were at it again.

Grandma Liu and Liu Yusheng looked at each other and sighed in unison.

"I'm going to cook, you guys play by yourselves." Before going back to the kitchen, Grandma Liu specifically instructed, "Just don't fight."

Liu Yusheng also set out to pack up her brush and ink. Everything has to be done step by step. Even if she wanted Axiu to regain the skills he once had, she has to do it in stages.

It was about to be lunch time, and then Qian Wanjin was present, so they couldn't continue practicing calligraphy even if they wanted to.

This guy wasn't a young master who could stay quietly beside them.

Two young boys were left in the courtyard at once, one sitting and one crouching.

Qian Wanjin compared their height at the moment. Feeling that his momentum was a little weak, he stood up as if nothing happened and slowly turned around to look at Axiu behind him, stealing glances to see if he was looking.

Great, someone simply ignored him, and just sat there in a daze, like a log.

With a slightly sinister arc in his mouth, Qian Wanjin took out a red rope from his arms and quickly wound it around his head to make sure it wouldn't fall off. Then he turned around and poked Axiu.

He squatted down, his chin on both of his hands forming a flower-like picture, and especially brought his head closer to him. "Red hair tie, your baby. Do you like it? Do you want it? I have lots of them, oh!"

Hahaha, he remembered to avenge yesterday's kick in the carriage.

Eh, boy, wait for me to avenge my past shame!

He was caught unprepared yesterday, but today he'd stare at his feet. He didn't believe he couldn't stop him! At any rate, he's been learning martial arts for three years!

The young man sitting with his eyes deep and quiet, with no fluctuation, seemed to have become that dull and foolish madman again.

Qian Wanjin pulled the red tie on his head and shook it in front of the boy's eyes. "Shengsheng, your Shengsheng. Here, give some reaction, little loon! If you want, I'll give them all to you. How about it?"

After a pause, he pointed to Liu Yusheng, who was washing the inkstone in the corner. "If you stay away from her in the future, I'll send you a box of 'Shengsheng.' No, as much as you want! How's that?"

If he dared to say yes, he'd tell Nannan right away, and see if she would still give him a hug in the future!

If he dared to give himself another kick, that would be simple and brutal. If he fought back, that would be totally self-defense!

Axiu moved. He stood up, and walked in Liu Yusheng's direction.

Qian Wanjin swished and flew in front of him. "Eh, madman, you haven't answered me yet! Do you want it or not?! Don't let me throw them away. There are so many Shengsheng. How many people will step on them when they're thrown to the ground, and you… won't you feel bad about it?"

No reply.

Then came a muffled bang.

Liu Yusheng quickly raised her head. Even Grandma Liu was alarmed from the kitchen and she rushed out. What he saw was Qian Wanjin stuck on the courtyard wall, slowly sliding down, sporting a head of red hair tie, his expression stupefied.

Until he slid down against the wall, he didn't know why he'd gotten hit. He was obviously on full alert. He even saw the boy's move.

But! Yes! He couldn't stop it!

"Xiao Jinzi! Aigoo, how did you get stuck on the wall? Don't sit on the ground. Quickly get up, look how dirty it is!"

Qian Wanjin was still in a daze, stunned at the grandma who ran over to help him. And then, after replaying her words, he was certain that he was absolutely out of favor.

He didn't believe that grandmother couldn't see that he was caught in the little madman's dirty tricks. Grandma's words were a deliberate attempt to avoid the issue and protect his enemy, ah!

"Grandma!" Qian Wanjin was sad and angry. "He kicked me!"

Axiu's face was expressionless, his eyes lowered. "You said to throw Shengsheng on the ground and let many people step on her."

"…" The hell! Damned great! Now you're playing the innocent, turning matters upside down!

Qian Wanjin pointed his fingers at Axiu, trembling with grief and fury. "Grandma, Lucky Nannan, he's bloodthirsty!"

"All right, all right!" Grandma Liu tapped Qian Wanjin on the back of the head, pulling him up, along with the red hair tie on his head in disarray. "Do I still not know you? You must have provoked Axiu, so he kicked you. I won't get involved in this matter. You can settle it by yourself."

Grandma Liu held back her laughter after saying that, and simply went back to the kitchen to go about her business, leaving the dumbfounded teenager behind her.

It was common for kids to fight in jest or for fun among themselves. After fighting, they'd turn their heads and be brothers and sisters again. Let them play by themselves.

Axiu walked over to Liu Yusheng and squatted down next to her, watching her continue to clean the inkstone. He looked quiet and tame, a far cry from his hostile behavior that had just kicked in.

That pure and harmless look made Qian Wanjin gnash his teeth.

"Lucky Nannan, you have to open your eyes and look carefully. He isn't what he seems! He really bullied me!" Still refusing to give up, Qian Wanjin attempted a final struggle.

"Knowing that he'll bully you, you didn't learn your lesson and made it up the ladder the second time?" Liu Yusheng couldn't help but laugh.

"…" What? What did the little girl say?

"Although Brother Axiu looks a bit dull right now, he's in the process of remembering things, not stupid. Mess with him again, and next time you'll be at your own peril."

"…" Really, this world was full of malice to him.

The gallant and proud young master withered, and sat down at the square table with his head drooping like dried Chinese cabbage, without saying a word.

It felt like the sky wasn't blue anymore; the clouds weren't white anymore; and even the air was bad.

"Ta." A small shadow fell in front of him, and a small white porcelain bottle swayed in front of my eyes. "Are you in pain? Rub some salve on your sore body and you'll be fine in a minute."

"You still care about me, huh?" Qian Wanjin grumbled, turning his head to the side, ignoring Liu Yusheng.

"How are you and still throwing a little tantrum; you're a year older than Brother Axiu. Besides, if you really find him so unpleasant and want to deal with him, you don't need to do it yourself. It's not like the two guards by your side are just for show." Liu Yusheng was in between tears and laughter. Sometimes it really didn't feel like these two were brothers. On the contrary, he was more like a sister. "Hurry up and apply your medicine. Don't let my grandmother worry about you."

"Hmph, Grandma doesn't love me either."

The back of his head immediately took another hit. "Grandma just went back to the kitchen to make someone's favorite jade spring rolls. You don't appreciate it, so eat less later, okay?"

"As if!" Qian Wanjin revived with vigor. He grabbed the small vial of medicine, first glared at Felix, then rushed into the west wing where he often stayed with a wolf howl. "Grandma, spring rolls sprinkled with more scallions, I love them!"

"I know, I know. I've sprinkled a lot of it. Apply the medicine and wash your hands so you can come over and eat, hurry up!" In the kitchen, Grandma's voice was downright zappy.

Responding to her was an operatic ditty floating out of the West Wing.

The five notes were out of tone and unusually cheerful.

Having coaxed the young master, Liu Yusheng turned back, and was confronted with a pair of blinking black eyes, pure and innocent.

"I have to teach all the other things. How is it that you can slyly play dirty tricks without a master?" Liu Yusheng was both in a good mood and amused. Even if he didn't remember anything, he remembered how to dig pits for people.