Chapter 74 Lost, lost!
"Puff! Hahahaha…"
Anlu held his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't stop.
I give in. If your teacher heard this, he would be so angry that he would die!
The Cheng family members behind him also pursed their lips and tried hard to hold back their laughter in order to save Mr. Chen's face.
And Chen Delin: "!!!"
Hearing the words of his troublesome grandson, he exerted force with his hands and pulled out several hairs of his beard.
"hiss!"
He couldn't help but cry out in pain, but the pain couldn't cover up the anger in his heart.
Who is it?!
Who is it?!
Which teacher taught him to use idioms like this?!
Little Yijiang, who was still immersed in his own thoughts, didn't notice his grandfather's clenched fist which was making a crackling sound.
He was still thinking happily.
Give the father to Yu An, so that he and Yu An have the same father!
Rounding off, Yu An is his sister, right?
Haha, he finally has a sweet and soft sister!
"I don't want it!"
Yu An rejected him firmly in a soft, baby voice.
"Yuan has his own father, he doesn't want your father."
Yijiang felt that he could still help his father, and the most important thing was to fight for himself.
"Why not? My dad is very powerful."
Yu An straightened his chest and raised his head, with his chin slightly tilted up.
"That's definitely not as good as my daddy."
Yijiang still refused to give up.
"My father knows martial arts."
Yu An wrinkled his nose.
"My father is the best in martial arts, and he can even lift me up high."
Yi Jiang's lips moved. His father had never lifted this one before, so he probably couldn't do it, right?
But he was still trying to struggle.
"My father is the mayor of the city and is in charge of many people."
Yu An didn't care about this. He tilted his little face up with a smug and proud expression on his face.
"My dad can also build a swing for me."
Hearing this, Yijiang puffed up his cheeks and exhaled heavily through his nostrils like a calf, with a look of regret.
Lost, lost!
His dad can't lift high or set up a swing.
After winning a game, the little guy was in a good mood, but he still had a stern face and looked serious, and he talked to his friends in a baby voice.
"Don't ever say anything like sending dad away again. Your dad will be so sad if he knows."
Yijiang rubbed his little butt which was burning from being bitten. He wanted to grimace in pain, but he held back.
He is going to be the eldest brother, and he must not embarrass himself in front of his sister!
Yijiang lowered his head and muttered softly.
"How could he be sad?"
Yu An blinked.
"Of course!"
"Then think about it this way. If your father wanted to send you away, would you feel very uncomfortable?"
"Who is it for?!"
Yijiang looked up suddenly, his eyes were burning and bright, and he nodded quickly.
"Send it to your house? Sure, sure!"
This way he can still be Yu An's brother.
Yu An: "…"
Chen Delin was angry and helpless, and couldn't help but hold his forehead.
Look at how worthless you are, really...
How embarrassing!
Meng quickly stepped forward and picked up Yu'an.
Now that we have finished our business and the two children are fine, we should get away from this place of trouble as soon as possible.
"Then we'll take our leave first."
Chen Delin nodded.
"I'll see the Madam off."
"I'm going too!"
Just as Yijiang was about to leave, his grandfather grabbed the back of his neck.
"You are not allowed to go."
Then he glanced at the butler.
"Send the young master back to his room!"
Yi Jiang stomped his feet heavily at his back in dissatisfaction.
"That's too much!"
The butler shook his head, gave him a look that told him to fend for himself, then bent down slightly and whispered to him.
"Young Master, let's go back to the room and I'll help you apply the medicine."
This way, when the injury is compounded, it won't be too painful.
…
At the gate of the city lord's mansion, the servant brought some grass and water to feed the horse, but the white horse didn't eat a single bite.
Seeing this, Yu An struggled a bit and asked his grandmother to put him down.
Dadada ran over and took the hay from the servant.
"Let me do it."
Dabai, Erbai, Sanbai and Sibai all need him to feed them at home before they will eat.
As soon as the white horse saw Yu'an, it lowered its head and began to drink water.
"Dabai, please eat your meal obediently."
Yu An reached out and touched the fur on the white horse's neck.
The white horse stopped drinking water, its nostrils moved as if in response, it raised its head and rubbed the little guy's hand, then continued eating and drinking.
Upon seeing this, Chen Delin stroked his beard and exclaimed in amazement and praise.
"If it wasn't given by the master, he wouldn't even look at it. He is truly a Ferghana horse. It's human nature, and he actually recognizes his master!"
He looked at the white horse with a look of wonder and admiration, and when his eyes fell on the slightly worn hoof, he shook his head regretfully.
"What a pity."
Hearing this, Cheng Shengxuan also sighed slightly.
In order to hurry on their way, Dabai and the other three had indeed run for a long time, and their horses' hooves were badly worn out.
I still need to buy a few more horses as soon as possible and let Dabai and the others take good care of themselves for a few months, otherwise...
Hearing him say this, Yu An also noticed it, and the little guy patted Dabai's horse's head with a distressed look on his face.
He ran around the room in only socks, and his feet were hurting.
"Don't be afraid, Dabai. When we get home, Yu'an will ask mother to make some shoes for you. When you wear them, your feet won't hurt."
Hearing these childish words, Chen Delin found it quite funny and shook his head.
Zhenzhen is just a little kid, she thinks whatever she wants, how can you put shoes on a horse?
Cheng Shengxuan, who was standing next to her, looked thoughtful.
An Luo outside the screen exclaimed.
"My boy is awesome. He even thought of horseshoes!"
Yu An opened his mouth slightly.
"horseshoe?"
Hearing his words, several people from the Cheng family were shocked.
Afraid that Yu'an's secret would be exposed, Cheng Shengxuan quickly squatted in front of the little guy and rubbed his little head.
"Our Yu An is really smart. Did he mean to protect the horse's hooves with iron sheets?"
Anlu drew the horseshoe at the right time. When Zizi saw it, he pursed his lips and drew it on the ground with a dry straw stalk.
"Make the shoes like this."
Several people gathered around and looked down at his painting. The Cheng family knew the truth, but they were not very excited.
But the more Chen Delin looked, the more surprised he became, and the more he looked, the wider his eyes widened.
Wow, the little girl from the Cheng family is so amazing!
"She is worthy of being the great-granddaughter of the old marquis. Her intelligence is just like that of the old marquis!"
Hearing this, the shy little guy's face turned red instantly and he lowered his head shyly.
In fact, it's all thanks to the Fairy Sister!
The more Chen Delin looked at Yu'an, the more he liked him. He couldn't help but compare him with his own miserable grandson.
Obviously, Yu An is more than a year younger than Yi Jiang, so how come he can come up with something that benefits the country and the people just by saying something casually?
On the other hand, my family is always looking for cats and dogs, and they go up to the roof every other day to tear off the tiles.
Is the gap between people so big?
At this moment, Chen Delin fell into deep self-doubt.
Could it be that the father and son really don't know how to raise a child?
"In that case, please ask General Chen to arrange for a craftsman to try out the horseshoe."
Meng picked up Yu'an and looked at Chen Delin, who was a little distracted.
"Ah? Oh, okay, okay."
Chen Delin came back to his senses and responded.
Yu An smiled obediently and waved his little fat paws at him.
"Goodbye, Grandpa Chen!"
"Okay, okay, come play again when you have time!"
Chen Delin looked at Yu An with a smile.
And so polite.
After watching their carriage go away, he walked towards the yard in a daze.
Is it really their problem?