Chapter 422 - 421: Don’t Blame Me

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Chapter 422: Chapter 421: Don’t Blame Me Fang Ming spoke for a while about interesting events from her youth, when people of that era were a bit simpler in their thinking or perhaps not as driven by self-interest. Often, a little sincere gesture could touch both parties for a long time; nowadays, it might take a big diamond ring to impress a beauty. Regarding the rose flowers, Fang Ming also mentioned a funny incident. In that era, the sky was still blue, the water was clear, cucumbers were just vegetables, chrysanthemums were just flowers, the relationship between brother-in-laws and sisters-in-law was still pure, and the only thing that ’smack’ brought to mind was a slap. Well, these are Lin Tian’s summaries; Fang Ming definitely wouldn’t put it this way. Of course, back then, the owner of a flower shop was honest, and the roses sold in the shop were truly roses, never substituting them with rose flowers. Thus, Ning Weiguo searched nearly half of Jinghua City for months on end just to find rose flowers. His dedication moved Fang Ming profoundly. Lin Tian, upon reflection, really found it ironic that now one might traverse half of Jinghua City and still not find a single real rose; plenty of rose flowers are available in the flower shops, but young people no longer understand their true purpose. For women, rose flowers bring only fleeting joy, but rose flowers represent a lifetime of protection! Even I was moved by Ning Weiguo, I could hardly even catch him if I tried, Lin Tian thought with a sense of inferiority. Ning Luoxi was also captivated, her eyes uncharacteristically calm, displaying a faint longing. Suddenly, Lin Tian realized something; when Ning Weiguo went to buy flowers, he could actually tell the difference between rose and rose flowers. So, Ning Weiguo was intentionally buying rose flowers. This Ning Weiguo is a true master; no, he was genuinely heartfelt. "Xiao Tian, it must seem silly to you all. In our time, a bundle of rose flowers was a lifetime commitment; unlike young people today, without diamond rings or romantic proposals, we simply stayed together for decades," Fang Ming said with a laugh, feeling nostalgic. "Aunt Fang, the purest emotions in the world are just like that. We live in the modern world, and even if we are willing, I’m afraid we can’t return to that kind of purity. Therefore, Uncle Ning is one of the best men I have ever met," Lin Tian took the opportunity to speak well of Ning Weiguo. "He never gives up, yet someone still praises him," Fang Ming said noncommittally, then stood up and added, "Since we have fresh rose flowers, I will brew you all some tea." "This, Aunt Fang, I don’t come every month for that, no need to prepare my portion," Lin Tian said, touching his nose, feeling as if he was shooting himself in the foot for the second time. "Hehe, Xiao Tian, what are you afraid of? Rose flowers have anti-inflammatory and detoxifying effects; it’s not just for women to drink," Fang Ming chuckled, then started to prepare the tea with hot water. Since Fang Ming said as much, Lin Tian had no choice but to bravely drink the flower tea she brewed, but it felt awkward no matter how much he drank it. "Lin Tian, you look like drinking it is killing you," Ning Luoxi glanced at Lin Tian, displeased. Man, you’re a woman, of course, you wouldn’t feel awkward; I’m a grown man, drinking this kind of gynecological medicine, of course, it’s awkward, Lin Tian also grimaced. Fortunately, Ning Weiguo came to the rescue in time. He came out holding a pot and said with a smile, "I’ve been stewing chicken soup for an hour, it’s finally ready. You guys try it first; I’ll continue cooking." "Ah, I’ll stick with chicken soup. It’s my first time trying Uncle Ning’s cooking," Lin Tian quickly put down the rose flower tea and sighed in relief. Fang Ming just smiled and said nothing, going over to serve Lin Tian some soup. It wasn’t long before Ning Weiguo brought out the cooked dishes, a full table of them. Fang Ming looked at the table of dishes and seemed a bit dazed, as if recalling something. Lin Tian and Ning Weiguo exchanged a look, well done, they moved one step closer to success. Ning Luoxi took the initiative to open the wine that Lin Tian had brought and filled everyone’s cups. Initially, Fang Ming was somewhat resistant, but under the persuasion of Lin Tian and Ning Luoxi, after two drinks, her eyes began to blur and her cheeks turned a flushed red, showing signs of intoxication. Fang Ming was not good at holding her liquor to begin with, and the wine, specifically chosen by Lu Jia under Lin Tian’s instruction, was smooth yet very potent, enough to make one unwittingly pass out. As for Ning Weiguo, he had an amazing capacity for alcohol. Lin Tian had already downed a bottle with him, and the general was still completely lucid. "Miss Luoxi..." While pouring more wine, Lin Tian tilted his head and whispered to Ning Luoxi, "Your dad’s ability to hold liquor is incredible, why didn’t you clue me in earlier? If he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, how are we supposed to carry out our plan?" Ning Luoxi, pretending to lean over to get some food, whispered back, "My dad’s famous in the army for his drinking capacity. Plus, he might be in a good mood today, making his capacity even larger than usual. It’s really like he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Whose brilliant idea was this anyway? Are you sure you can handle it?" Damn, what does she mean ’can handle it’ — a man can never say he can’t handle it. Lin Tian glared, frustrated. But facing a legendary drinker like Ning Weiguo truly wasn’t easy. Thankfully, I, a zombie, could soak in alcohol with no problem. "Xiao Tian, I didn’t expect you to hold your liquor so well, haha, but you have classes tomorrow. Drink less, I’ll take three cups for your one..." Probably feeling the effects of the alcohol, Ning Weiguo said boisterously. Fang Ming was luckily confused by then, otherwise Ning Weiguo’s unrestrained drinking would certainly have been criticized. However, considering Ning Weiguo’s momentum in drinking, probably very few people could outdrink him. But the consequence of such drinking was that, after another bottle, Ning Weiguo also showed signs of intoxication. "Miss Luoxi, you should take Aunt Fang to her room to rest first," Lin Tian said as he pointed to Fang Ming, who by now was dozing off quite intensely on the couch. Ning Luoxi nodded, helping Fang Ming back to her room. Lin Tian continued to deal with Ning Weiguo alone. The myth of being able to drink a thousand cups indeed remained a myth, as eventually, Ning Weiguo too was overpowered by Lin Tian and fell unconscious on the couch. "Lin Tian, my dad hasn’t drunk so much in a long while. Will his health be okay?" Ning Luoxi, after settling Fang Ming, came out and asked worriedly. "It’s fine, I’m here," Lin Tian replied. Then, under Ning Luoxi’s astonished gaze, Lin Tian took off the golden line from his wrist, sterilized it with alcohol, and began to perform acupuncture on several of Ning Weiguo’s key points. "That golden needle of yours is really peculiar," Ning Luoxi commented curiously. "Alright, I shouldn’t do too much acupuncture; it wouldn’t be good if Uncle Ning wakes up," Lin Tian said as he packed away the Golden Needle. Then he carried the unconscious Ning Weiguo into Fang Ming’s bedroom. Indeed, Lin Tian intended to place Ning Weiguo and Fang Ming together. That wasn’t all; he further removed Ning Weiguo’s clothes and tucked him into Fang Ming’s bed. Meanwhile, Fang Ming lay quietly asleep in the bed, completely unaware of Lin Tian’s bold actions. "Aunt Fang, don’t blame me. If I don’t help you break through this final barrier, you might end up drifting further apart on your opposing paths, never having a chance to mend things," Lin Tian whispered softly. This chapter is updated by (f)reeweb(n)ovel.com

Chapter 422 - 421: Don’t Blame Me

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