"Learned it from you guys."
After saying that, Shen Que took back his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat.
Jiang Cheng gave a faint smile and said, "Thanks, everyone eat your own, I won’t be polite."
Grandma Shen withdrew her suspicious gaze and looked at Jiang Cheng, saying, "That’s right! No need to be polite, you’re just like my granddaughter."
"Let’s eat!"
After Grandma Shen spoke, everyone became a bit more at ease while eating.
During the meal, Shen Que didn’t say anything else, but his keen observation noticed that Jiang Cheng didn’t like scallions.
As for other tastes, the variety of dishes was too limited to tell for now.
After the meal, Shen Que went to wash the dishes.
Shen Xing and Shen Yue exchanged a glance: Is big brother being a bit too diligent?
Shen Xing pondered more deeply, could the rumors outside possibly be true?
Big brother became lame, came back from the military with no job, so he eagerly does chores, trying to prove he’s still useful.
Thinking about this made Shen Xing both angry and sad.
Angry at those who spread false rumors!
No matter what, he and Yue Yue would love their big brother just the same.
At the same time, he felt sad that big brother didn’t have a job, not because of money, but imagining how hard it must be for someone so capable not to work.
Little Shen Xing was thinking a lot.
He held onto Shen Yue, not letting her rush to do work, letting big brother do it if he wanted to.
Shen Yue didn’t understand why, but she listened.
Shen Que had no idea his active nature was being misunderstood by a few people like this.
He really hadn’t thought that much about it.
The work was something he could do and had the time for, so he just did it.
As for the idea that men shouldn’t do such work, Shen Que didn’t have that concept in his mind.
Of course, there was another, deeper reason.
Shen Que wanted Jiang Cheng to see that he was capable of doing a lot of things.
Rushing to finish washing the dishes, Shen Que grabbed the swill bucket to dispose of it.
As he headed out, Lin Chengyuan came back pushing his bicycle.
Lin Chengyuan, reeking of alcohol and looking flushed, was humming an unknown tune as he came in.
"Shen Que?"
For a moment, Lin Chengyuan wasn’t sure when he saw the taller figure.
Shen Que glanced at Lin Chengyuan, his eyebrow slightly furrowed.
Had he been drinking?
Today wasn’t a good day for a brawl.
Lin Chengyuan bullying Shen Xing and Shen Yue, spreading rumors about his death, Shen Que remembered it all.
Giving Lin Chengyuan a proper beating was something Shen Que had to do, but right now...
Better leave it for tomorrow, he wasn’t about to bully a drunkard.
Shen Que withdrew his gaze and walked past Lin Chengyuan, ignoring him.
Lin Chengyuan, his head not quite clear, stared at Shen Que, and when he noticed Shen Que’s slight limp, sobered up halfway.
Shen Que was crippled?
Lin Chengyuan felt a rush of secret gratification, overwhelming him.
Emboldened by the alcohol, he grabbed Shen Que’s arm.
"I’m talking to you!"
"Bang!"
In a flash, Lin Chengyuan was flipped 360 degrees and lay flat on the ground.
Shen Que calmly retracted his arm and looked down at Lin Chengyuan.
"Drink cat piss and forget your last name?"
"See me crippled and think you’re man enough now?"
"Lin Chengyuan, want me to help you remember how I beat you 800 times with one hand, without breaking a sweat?"
Shen Que’s icy words sobered Lin Chengyuan completely.
The hidden terror he had of Shen Que washed over him all at once.
This man was more than human!
He was frighteningly strong!
Seeing Lin Chengyuan’s cowardly look, Shen Que sneered: "You haven’t changed."
Lin Chengyuan clawed the ground in humiliation, waves of disgrace washing over him, masked by fear.
Fear that Shen Que would say something harmful.
"Chengyuan—what happened! How did you fall?"
He Dan had just returned from work.


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