For unexpected situations that he did not understand, Mr. Yin responded to the ever-changing situation with the same attitude. He seemed to have heard nothing and drank tea silently. He kept staring at the tea in the purple clay cup, as if he could see a flower.
Come.
Suddenly, Nangong Xuan laughed out loud and said, "Brother Yin, what you said to my little brother is exactly the same. He also asked grandpa, doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Yin Dong's heart moved, and he asked with burning eyes: "How old is your little brother?"
"A five-year-old little kid, like a little old man, sleeps in every day. He fell down a few days ago and was in a coma for a few days. When he woke up, he looked even older. He also heard that there were elders in the family involved in raising children.
The devil is seeking profit, so he complained to our old man, and his disgusting look made my old man mad."
Nangong Xuan looked at Yin Dong with a smile and said, with doting on his little brother in his eyes.
"Uh, isn't he called Xiao Longlong?" Yin Dong blurted out.
"Do you also know about our little sleeping dragon?" Nangong Xuan chuckled. There was a charm and charm in his eyebrows that was different from that of a man, which made Yin Dong stunned for a moment.
Soon, Nangong Xuan seemed to realize something. He picked up the helmet and put it on his head. He stood up and saluted the old man with fists in his hands. He said goodbye politely and said: "If you need any help, you can bring me a message. If you can
If you can help, I will definitely help.”
Mr. Yin smiled and answered a few words, all of which were nice and flattering.
He knew very well that unless it was a matter of life and death, he could rely on past friendships to ask the Nangong family for help. Favors are worthless after being used a few times. Good steel must be used on the blade.
But Yin Dong didn't care, or was too lazy to think too deeply, and said calmly: "Then help me find Sun Mengzi to collect the debt, and be responsible for counting the materials she returned. Don't let the Sun family pass off substandard goods and use fake goods.
Fool me by pretending to be the real thing.”
"Ahem..." Nangongxuan choked on his saliva. In Yin Dong's unkind eyes, he suppressed a smile and asked curiously: "Are you really asking her to get back the gifts you gave her before? This... man
Isn’t it too rude to ask a woman for a gift in return?”
"Do you think I look like a fastidious person now?"
Yin Dong gave a look of disdain that said, "You are making such a fuss." He then said, "At the moment, the most important thing is that I can survive. I don't have to worry about running out of firewood if I keep the green hills. I don't want to save face and suffer, let alone the Sun family.
If you don't want to fulfill the engagement, it's a breach of trust. I'm being generous by not asking the Sun family for compensation."
"What you said makes sense!" Nangong Xuan nodded blankly, looking at Yin Dong's eyes, they turned into starry eyes.
Such Nangong Xuan made Yin Dong's doubts deepen... Isn't this guy really a woman disguised as a man?
This thought flashed through Yin Dong's mind, but he quickly put it out. He asked about Xiao Longlong, and then said openly: "I will bring Xiao Longlong here to play next time. I think that boy is very interesting."
Nangong Xuan was originally suspicious of Yin Dong's inquiring about his little brother, but when he frankly invited Nangong Xuan to bring Xiao Longlong to play, Nangong Xuan's doubts were dispelled.
Nangong Xuan felt that Yin Dong was a sick man who was bedridden all year round and had few friends. He found a child he found interesting and wanted to meet him. This was human nature.
However, Mr. Yin didn't think it was normal. He looked at Yin Dong with a very inquisitive gaze. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that his eyebrows had not changed, but his demeanor had completely changed.
Mr. Yin felt inexplicably uneasy, but he didn't say anything in front of Nangong Xuan. He controlled his expression very well, and Nangong Xuan didn't notice anything unusual at all.
It wasn't until Nangongxuan was sent away and Yin Dong heard Yin Dong say goodbye that he asked angrily: "Don't you have nothing to say to grandpa?"
Yin Dong smiled, faced the old man's probing and uneasy eyes, and said with a smile: "I am Yin Dong. I can practice now. With enough resources, my body should be able to recover slowly. Also, I am trying to use the power of the curse.
Release and recycle. Well, that’s pretty much it.”
Yin Dong said these words in an understatement, but in the ears of Mr. Yin, it was like a wave of turbulent waves hitting him, almost making him unable to breathe, and the old man's face turned blue from the suffocation.
"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly!" Mr. Yin suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yin Dong's wrist, his wide-open eyes already sparkling with tears.
"Old man, you are still going strong, and you are not yet blinded or deafened by old age. You heard clearly just now, and you heard it correctly. So, don't worry, no one dares to touch the Yin family, unless they have the courage to fight to the death."
Yin Dong said softly, his tone still understated.
But the information contained in his words was like thunder exploding in the old man's mind, with wave after wave of shocks that made him unable to control it anymore and burst into tears.
"When the things from the Sun family are delivered, we can talk to the Nangong family to exchange some living supplies and defensive weapons and equipment, and stay dormant on the Nangong family's territory for the time being."
After Yin Dong finished speaking, he emphasized: "Don't let other tribesmen know the news about me, and don't let anyone disturb me. If you have food, send me more."
"Don't worry, grandpa knows what's going on."
Mr. Yin wiped away the old tears on his face and felt a lot more relaxed. Finally, the burden that was almost crushing him was picked up by his own grandson, and he could breathe a sigh of relief.
"Then I'm going back to the house." Yin Dong said, stood up and walked out.
When his figure disappeared at the door, Mr. Yin realized that he still had many questions to ask, but forget it, as long as his grandson was still there and willing to plan for the future of the family, he didn't have to think too much.
After Yin Dong returned to the house, he woke up from a nap and found that the whole house was filled with the smell of chicken soup, and his stomach suddenly growled.
He quickly got up and saw a small charcoal stove placed beside the stone table. There was a large casserole on the stove. In the pot was an old hen stewed with dendrobium. The stew was filled with a layer of chicken fat. He replenished it just by looking at it.
Not good enough.
"The old man is very efficient!"
Yin Dong was delighted. He picked up the bowl and spoon on the table, scooped out a bowl of chicken soup, and drank a bowl of boiling chicken soup. His whole body felt warm.
Some tribesmen outside were so upset: "Others only have cold steamed buns to eat, but that sick man actually has hot chicken soup to drink. The old man really loves him!"
"If you are willing to use your body to seal the power of the curse, the old man will also favor you."
"Haha, yes, Lao Qi, why don't you talk to the old man and let the sick man transfer the power of the curse to you, so that the eldest grandson of our Yin family can live longer."
"Bah, I still want to live for a long time."
"Haha, it sounds like you can live longer than the sick man in this place of exile? Maybe, he didn't die, and you all starved to death."
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Chapter completed!