CHAPTER 139: CHAPTER 139: HURTING THE ENEMY A THOUSAND TIMES, WOUNDING ONESELF EIGHT HUNDRED

Zhao Xiaohua and Qian Zhenzhen hit it off at once, constantly calling each other sister, as if Qian Zhenzhen were her own sister.

She even warmly invited Qian Zhenzhen to stay with her.

Qian Zhenzhen is the kind of woman who doesn’t fuss over small things, showing clearly whether she likes something or not.

She also liked this pretty little girl Zhao Xiaohua and cheerfully carried her baggage over to Zhao Xiaohua’s room.

As soon as she entered the room, she was startled by a skeleton poster hanging on the wall.

"At first, it made my skin crawl too, but now I’m used to it, and I even find it a bit cute," Zhao Xiaohua said nonchalantly.

Qian Zhenzhen felt it wasn’t appropriate to show fear at her age—it would be quite embarrassing.

She tried hard not to look at the drawing on the wall and said nonchalantly, "Oh, I was just surprised when I saw it suddenly. I’ve been wandering the martial world with my master since I was young, I’ve seen all kinds of things."

In fact, her heart was really quivering, to the point she almost shivered.

Qian Zhenzhen acted so composed that Zhao Xiaohua believed her.

Then, she pulled out a skeleton and said, "Zhenzhen, this is for you..."

With a scream, Qian Zhenzhen dashed out of Zhao Xiaohua’s room.

She dashed out so quickly that she ran into something.

Qian Zhenzhen was okay, but Li Chang’an, who was talking to Meng Yao, wasn’t so lucky.

He went flying backward directly.

Bang—

Li Chang’an hit the ground and passed out.

Everything happened so suddenly that Meng Yao didn’t even have time to react.

Meng Yao called Zhao Dajiang and Zhao Dahe over to carry Li Chang’an back into the house.

Qian Zhenzhen followed behind Meng Yao, hanging her head low.

Fortunately, where Li Chang’an landed was a vegetable plot cultivated by Song Xiu’er, with soil turned over several times, so it was nice and soft.

Otherwise, Li Chang’an would have had more than just a fainting issue.

"Aunt Meng, is he going to be alright?" Qian Zhenzhen asked cautiously.

Meng Yao had just checked Li Chang’an; no big deal, he would just feel dizzy for a few days.

"That’s hard to say," Meng Yao said seriously, wanting to make Qian Zhenzhen feel scared so she might avoid similar situations in the future, "What was that just now?"

"I, I was demonstrating my lightness skill to Xiaohua, and I, uh, used too much force and couldn’t stop..." Qian Zhenzhen said, her eyes avoiding any direct gaze.

Coming in with a skeleton in hand, Zhao Xiaohua thought that Qian Zhenzhen was clearly scared by the skeleton.

Qian Zhenzhen looked up and saw the skeleton again. She barely managed to stay put without running away, but her expression betrayed her.

Meng Yao understood, glaring at Zhao Xiaohua, "Did you scare your sister Zhenzhen with a skeleton?"

"No!"

"No!"

Qian Zhenzhen and Zhao Xiaohua spoke in unison.

One didn’t want to admit it, as it was embarrassing.

The other was afraid of a scolding.

Meng Yao glanced at the unconscious Li Chang’an and sighed, "Poor your cousin Chang’an, if he ended up hurt, how am I going to explain to your aunt?"

"If I made him foolish by crashing into him, I’d definitely be responsible for him," said Qian Zhenzhen, summoning her courage.

Being responsible meant having integrity; she couldn’t avoid it since she was the one who bumped into him.

Zhao Xiaohua’s eyes turned, "If he becomes foolish, Cousin definitely won’t get married and have no descendants. Here’s an idea: when I have kids, I’ll make sure they take care of Cousin Chang’an in his old age."

Though his head was buzzing, Li Chang’an heard everything these two were saying.

One wanted to be responsible for him.

One would have her kids take care of him in old age.

The precondition—he becomes foolish.

He sure had rotten luck, but the one at fault didn’t seem remorseful.

"Wife, wife, I’m hungry," Li Chang’an’s eyes locked onto Qian Zhenzhen.

His voice was naive, like a three-year-old child.

Qian Zhenzhen was at a loss, was he calling her?

Oh my god.

"Aunt Meng, this, this..." Qian Zhenzhen stammered.

Zhao Xiaohua suspiciously looked at Li Chang’an; he seemed perfectly normal.

Meng Yao knew Li Chang’an was just trying to mess with Qian Zhenzhen.

A little prank, no harm done, might even leave a small lesson for Qian Zhenzhen, so she didn’t plan to expose it.

Besides, when Li Chang’an called her "wife," she suddenly thought they made quite the pair, not only in age but also in appearance—just right.

Both Meng Zhu worried about Li Chang’an’s marriage.

And the Qian family worried about Qian Zhenzhen’s marriage.

Who knows, this might actually work out?

"Chang’an might be a bit confused after the fall. Maybe he saw you before he fainted, so..." Meng Yao explained.

"Hey, stop calling me that, I’m not your wife," Qian Zhenzhen clarified.

Li Chang’an immediately looked aggrieved, "Wife, you’ve left me? Didn’t you say you’d always take care of me no matter what?"

Qian Zhenzhen didn’t know how to handle this at all; she implored Meng Yao and Zhao Xiaohua, "Aunt Meng, Xiaohua sister, please help me explain!"

Meng Yao gave a token explanation.

Li Chang’an, showing disbelief all the while.

Zhao Xiaohua, being the mischievous imp she is, realized Li Chang’an was deliberately messing with someone.

"Sister Zhenzhen, look, how pitiful Cousin Chang’an is, ending up like this... Didn’t you just say that if anything happened to him, you’d be responsible for him? You weren’t just saying that, right?"

Qian Zhenzhen: ...

By responsible, she meant making sure he was properly cared for, never short on food and drink, always looked after.

Li Chang’an clung to Qian Zhenzhen’s sleeve, refusing to let go.

Qian Zhenzhen wore a distressed expression, completely unsure of what to do.

"In such situations, you usually need to coax them," Meng Yao suggested, "If you gently soothe him, he’ll be obedient and quiet."

"Wife, I’m hungry," Li Chang’an chimed in line with Meng Yao’s words.

"Then, let go, I’ll get you something to eat," Qian Zhenzhen said, almost in tears.

"Sister Zhenzhen, there’s food in the little tree house; I’ll take you to get some," Zhao Xiaohua eagerly offered.

After they left, Meng Yao said to Li Chang’an, "Don’t go too far."

"Auntie, my head’s still buzzing; if I weren’t blessed, I could have really ended up a fool," Li Chang’an said, having read countless medical books over the years, aware of how serious it could be to fall on the back of one’s head.

"You’ve always had a good sense of proportion, don’t go overboard, okay? After all, she’s a girl," Meng Yao advised.

"Okay," Li Chang’an replied.

Qian Zhenzhen returned with a box of snacks, opening it for Li Chang’an, "Here’s your dessert."

"Wife, you weren’t like this before. You used to be gentle,"

Qian Zhenzhen: What even is gentle?

Meng Yao shrugged, indicating there was no help.

Almost in tears, Qian Zhenzhen finally saw Li Chang’an start eating the snack.

Every now and then, he wanted water or wanted to listen to some music, keeping Qian Zhenzhen busy.

After eating and drinking enough, Li Chang’an finally lay down with his eyes closed.

His head was still buzzing; tormenting Qian Zhenzhen had been tough on himself too.

Harming the enemy a thousand times, while also losing eight hundred.