Chapter 2788: Chapter 2788: Surprised No One Got Salted to Death?

After a while, Old Lin also bought quite a bit of grains and vegetables. Of course, he didn’t leave yet, waiting for Gong Cheng to take him inside to meet those two.

Today, it wasn’t just Old Lin who came to find Gong Cheng to inquire about the two; there were quite a few others.

However, Gong Cheng dismissed them all with ’They haven’t returned yet, but should be back soon,’ because who knows if some of them came specifically to gather intel?

After everyone left, Gong Cheng finally let Old Lin in.

"What happened to your face? Got hit?" he asked Old Lin on the way to his second brother’s tent.

"Yeah, that’s right."

Old Lin raised his hand, touched the bruise on his face, and it really hurt.

After being kicked out last night, he was afraid the assassin might strike again, so he tried to quickly gather the people outside. He was in such a hurry to stand up that he banged his head on the table corner.

At the time, it didn’t feel like much, just a bit painful.

But looking at it this morning, oh boy, half his face was bruised, which looked quite unsightly.

If it weren’t for the fact that he had to come to the Camp Zhan Yun today, he thought he wouldn’t dare show his face outside; all along the way, he kept worrying that when those two saw him, they wouldn’t recognize him.

"Last night was quite a commotion, encountered assassins again," he said quietly.

"What?"

Gong Cheng was startled by his words.

Those people are not happy unless they kill some people, huh? Failed once, now another assassination attempt. Do they really think they can succeed like this, treating the guards of Huayan Peak as fools, while they think they’re smart?

"You’re really unlucky."

He sympathetically patted Old Lin on the shoulder.

"Wouldn’t call it unlucky, I think it’s not bad."

Old Lin shrugged, not feeling particularly unlucky. At least at this moment, it’s the best chance to show loyalty to the little ancestor.

Opportunities to protect the little ancestor at all costs are rare indeed; he must seize them.

If he returns to the planes in the future, at least he’ll have a big shot to lean on and won’t have to look at other people’s faces every day. He really thinks this is pretty good.

...

Inside the tent, the little baby Qian Yinuo was pestering his father with questions, while also casually picking up the salt jar and adding a big spoonful of salt to the rice he was frying.

Even this was an amount he had decided to use less of after tasting overly salty fried rice earlier; otherwise, he might have added the entire jar.

"Daddy, why is it when I fry rice like this..."

"No one got overly salted to death?"

His father picked up where he left off, really couldn’t bear watching his son treat seasonings like the main course and pouring them in with abandon.

"Son, who would dare eat rice with as much salt as you added?"

"Is this still not okay? I already added much less than before!" the little baby grumbled. Before, he added several times this amount, thinking this was just about right now.

"It should be okay by now. I didn’t add too much, Daddy, why don’t you try a bite to see, I’m sure it’s fine."

Qian Jiyun: "..."

Sure enough, he’s my own son, always wanting to trick his dad!

"You taste it yourself, your daddy can’t enjoy that fortune." He shook his head, refusing his son’s filial offer.

Beside them, An Jiuyue listened to the father and son’s conversation and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"Mommy, don’t laugh. Nuonuo is seriously learning!" the little baby pouted upon hearing his mother’s laughter, indicating he was upset.

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