There’s No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator - Chapter 158
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Chapter 158 The Fate of the Two Little Fellows
After the dishes were served, the innkeeper spoke as he wiped the oil stains on his apron.
“All the dishes are served. You can start eating
now!”
However, no one made any move at the dining table.
The three little girls didn’t dare to start eating without Jiang Ping’s instructions.
Otherwise, they would get lectured like what happened earlier.
Jiang Ping smiled and waved at the innkeeper.
“Boss, come and sit with us. Let’s eat together.”
After hesitating for a moment, the innkeeper also brought a stool and sat down.
After Jiang Ping indicated that they could start eating, everyone started to move.
The innkeeper wasn’t bragging. Although the dishes on this table weren’t as delicious as Jiang Ping’s exclusive menu.
But they were still considered the best dishes in the world.
The three little girls ate until their mouths were full of oil.
While eating, they didn’t forget to praise the innkeeper for being a good cook.
Seeing the three little girls praising him.
The innkeeper’s mouth was almost curled up to his eyebrows.
He didn’t eat much, and he kept smiling. When everyone was almost finished eating, Lei Jingyun then walked into the inn with staggering steps.
Lei Jingyun’s face was flushed red, and he drank quite a bit.
Seeing Lei Jingyun like this, Jiang Ping let Qiu Chi help him to his room to rest first.
Lei Jingyun shook off Qiu Chi’s hand that was supporting him.
He shouted. “Don’t stop me, I can still drink. Little lady, continue to pour the wine.”
What a guy!
Once he said this, other than the three little girls present, everyone definitely knew that Lei Jingyun had been dragged to a brothel to have fun.
Jiang Ping coughed.
“Cough cough, Qiu Chi, hurry up and drag him back to his room before he starts talking nonsense!”
Li Sushang was a girl, after all, so she quickly stood up and led the three little girls back to their room.
Lei Jingyun pushed Qiu Chi’s hand away again and again.
He kept muttering to himself, “The young lady of the brothel…”
Jiang Ping saw that if he continued to speak, his words would become obscene.
He hurriedly went forward and knocked him unconscious.
Then he had Qiu Chi drag him back to the room.
After Qiu Chi carried Lei Jingyun onto the bed, he walked out of the room and turned around to look at Lei Jingyun, who was lying on the bed.
He secretly laughed.
He didn’t expect this old man to remember to keep up with his love life despite his old age.
Jiang Ping saw that it was getting late. After thanking the innkeeper for his hospitality.
He walked back to his room.
In another inn, He Xiangjiang and his master had just finished their meal.
The old Taoist priest wanted the waiter to serve him a pot of wine.
However, He Xiangjiang, who was in charge of housekeeping, refused him righteously.
“We exchanged that stone for money in Fusheng City so that we wouldn’t starve to death.”
“Master, since you don’t do housekeeping, you don’t even know how expensive rice, oil, and salt are.”
The old Taoist priest pretended not to hear it and stood up to return to his room.
In order to save money, the master and disciple only booked one room in the inn.
As soon as they entered the room, the old Taoist priest lay down and slept without taking off his shoes. No matter how much He Xiangjiang called him, he was unmoved.
When he slept, the old Taoist priest’s snoring was like thunder.
It was so noisy that He Xiangjiang couldn’t even close his eyes.
The young Taoist priest tossed and turned and stood up. And decided not to sleep on the bed. He walked directly to the table in the room and wanted to lie down for a while.
As soon as he lay down, the old Taoist priest began to talk in his sleep.
“Xiangjiang, you have to learn Taoist skills from master well. Only then can you stand out in the future and be filial to your parents…”
He Xiangjiang heard his master calling him.
He turned around.
He found that the old Taoist priest was still sleeping soundly.
The young Taoist priest muttered to himself.
“It seems that he is talking in his sleep again.”
When he was lying on the table to sleep again, the old Taoist priest started talking in his sleep again. This time, the old Taoist priest used a dialect, which the young Taoist priest could not understand, and he felt annoyed.
He wanted to wake his master up and discuss whether he could sleep first after he fell asleep.
After walking to the bedside, he looked at his master’s grizzled hair and beard and thought of how old his master was.
His master needed to sleep even more while he was still young.
It didn’t matter if he didn’t sleep for one night.
So, the young Taoist priest walked out of the room and came out to relax.
When He Xiangjiang walked out of the room, the old Taoist priest’s thunderous snoring stopped.
The old Taoist priest opened one of his eyes and after confirming that his disciple had really gone out, he smiled meaningfully.
He kicked off his shoes, turned over his body, and finally fell asleep.
He Xiangjiang walked on the streets of Longyan Town.
He remembered that he had already left home, and he was very, very far away.
He didn’t know if his mother’s illness had gotten better.
He didn’t know if his father was feeling tired from the autumn harvest recently.
The young Taoist priest walked on the streets of Longyan Town, his mind already drifting back to his hometown.
In the room of the three little girls, Wan’er’s eyes were still open.
For some reason, she just couldn’t fall asleep tonight.
She was in a bad mood.
She didn’t have anything on her mind, but her heart was so restless that she couldn’t close her eyes.
The little girl quietly climbed out of bed.
She tiptoed out of the room.
Then, she quietly closed the door.
Just as she was about to turn around and go downstairs, she heard her father’s voice.
“Little rascal, where are you going?”
Wan’er turned around to face her father.
She smiled and scratched her head.
“I can’t sleep. I want to go out for a walk.”
Jiang Ping waved his hand and asked the little girl to come over.
He asked, “Why? Is there something on your mind again?”
Wan’er shook her head and said.
“I just simply can’t sleep.”
“Daddy, please let me go out for a walk. I won’t cause any trouble, and I’ll be back soon.”
Hearing the little girl’s assurance, Jiang Ping nodded and rubbed her head.
“Go. Take care of yourself.”
The little girl nodded and went downstairs happily. After seeing Wan’er go out, Jiang Ping didn’t go back to sleep.
Instead, he went back to his room, opened the window, went out through the window, and flew to the sky above Longyan Town. The little girl was skipping. After coming out of the room, she breathed in the evening breeze.
Her restless heart instantly became much happier.
She hummed the little song that Jiang Ping usually sang to them.
“Little rabbit, be good. Open the door. Open it quickly. I want to come in…”
While walking on the street, she saw a pebble lying on the side of the road.
Wan’er, for some reason, stepped forward and kicked the pebble away.
The little girl hummed, and the pebble flew high.
After a moment, there was no sound of the pebble falling to the ground.
Instead, she heard someone moan. “Ouch!”
Then, the young voice sounded again.
“Who threw the pebble around? It hurts so much.”
Wan’er saw that she seemed to have gotten into trouble. She had planned to sneak away before the other party noticed her.
But she remembered that she had promised her father that she would never cause trouble.
The little girl made up her mind. She looked for the voice and wanted to apologize to the other party.
The voice came from the alley next to her, so Wan’er turned around and looked into the alley.
She vaguely saw a figure about her height.
Without saying anything, the little girl bowed deeply to the figure in the alley. “I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose.” Then the figure in the alley gradually became clear and slowly walked towards Wan’er…
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