Actually, I had a slight cold.
At the root of it all, it's all Xiao Qin's fault.
After I returned from playing basketball yesterday afternoon, I found Xiao Qin sleeping soundly on her desk with my sports jacket as her pillow.
Her soft face, her soft breathing, and her cheeks that were slightly red due to happiness reminded me of my grandparents' cat. I can't help but want to scratch her little nose with my fingers.
But I resisted and didn't do that. This class was temporarily changed from chemistry to self-study, so I can use my phone to manage the online store.
If I wake Xiao Qin up, I won't be able to have peace.
Also, I remember she kept hiccupping at noon. Who knows if she will continue to hiccup when she wakes up?
So I'll temporarily lend her this sports jacket as a pillow. Don't misunderstand, it's not that I don't want to wake her up because she's sleeping soundly, I just don't want to be disturbed by her.
In the end, because I sweated a lot after playing basketball, I caught a slight cold since I was only wearing a black tank top.
But that doesn't stop me from running at DongShan Lake every morning and practicing boxing with gramps.
Today's weather wasn't bad, it was quite sunny and sunny. Gramps was sitting on a bench by the lake with a loud radio next to him.
"… Due to the WPK's propaganda website being attacked by American hackers, Kim Jong-un said he will retaliate against Korea …"
Although the old man often brought a radio with him, it was rare for him to turn it on so loudly like today.
I yelled at the top of my lungs: "Gramps, I can't hear you clearly because the radio is so loud!"
Gramps pointed to the grove 20 meters behind me, "It doesn't matter if you can hear me clearly, as long as you don't let the person following you hear you clearly."
I was shocked and turned around. Sure enough, I saw a person wearing a gray windbreaker hiding in the shadows of the grove. He was sneaky and immediately hid when he saw me turn around.
Is this … a private investigator? He looked like he was in his thirties or forties and had a mustache like Mouri Kogoro from Detective Conan. He walked silently and I didn't even notice him following me for so long. If it wasn't for my grandpa's reminder, I don't know how long he would have followed me.
Speaking of which, don't China's private investigators mostly investigate tycoons' mistresses or track debtors' whereabouts? I'm not someone else's mistress. Why are you following me?
Could it be … that she was hired by Ai ShuQiao to investigate me? Because even though we are biologically mother and son, she doesn't know anything about her son, so she wants to investigate me before attacking? Was it for the sake of knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy so that one could win a hundred battles?
You're looking down on me! No matter how I look at it, this private detective looks like the kind of person who would place an advertisement in the middle of the newspaper. Their advertisement must be under the advertisement of "Old Traditional Chinese Medicine Specializes in Treating Sexual Diseases," right? Even if they want to investigate me, they should hire a detective on the level of Detective Conan or Kaneda Ichi. This guy who looks like Mouri Kogoro doesn't look very smart.
"Do you know why he's following you?" Gramps was full of energy when he spoke. I could hear him clearly even through the noise of the radio.
I didn't want to explain the tragedy that happened in my family to gramps, so I lied and said it was just an ordinary enemy.
"How did you become enemies?" Gramps asked again. He didn't wait for me to answer and said coldly: "If you did something lewd, don't expect me to help you. That's the biggest taboo for people with daughters. Also, people who practice martial arts have to be upright and abstain from lewdness, do you know that?"
Gramps, you really don't trust me! Do I look that much like a rapist? If I really did violate someone's daughter, are you going to get rid of me? Although we aren't master and disciple in name, we still have a bit of a master and disciple relationship, right? You doubt me so much, it makes me so sad, I almost want to cry bitterly …
Oh, although I didn't really cry, I did have a runny nose. I quickly took out a tissue and blew my nose.
Since the radio was too noisy and I didn't have the breathing ability of gramps, I could only yell back:
"I didn't do anything lewd! The reason I became enemies is because … "I suddenly remembered that I recently sent Blind B and Zhao GuangTou to the hospital, so I said casually:" It's because other people wanted to do lewd things. I followed gramps' instructions and stopped them. That's why they held a grudge and planned on retaliating against me! "
It wasn't all lies, but it was definitely the first time gramps told me about "staying upright and abstaining from lewdness". If he thought about it carefully, he would know that the so-called "following instructions" was complete bullshit.
But I found out a long time ago that gramps had no moral integrity and liked it when people flattered him. He couldn't hide the joy on his face after hearing me say so many good things. He nodded at me while twirling his long beard.
"Good! That's more like it! Do you have a cellphone? "
Huh? Gramps, your mind moves a bit too fast! Are you going to reward me for doing something righteous by suddenly asking me if I have a cellphone? But I already have a very powerful phone. Instead of giving me an extra phone, why don't you teach me Yin Yang Sanshou's Force Generating Technique? It's more practical!
After confirming that I had a cellphone, gramps said: "Does your cellphone have a recording function? Prepare the recording function in a bit, then continue running around DongShan Lake. But don't run too fast or too far. When you hear me scream behind you, immediately turn around and record! Got it! "
Huh? With gramps' skills, isn't it easy to beat up a private detective? Why is it you're the one screaming instead! And you want me to record the entire process … What are you trying to do?
"Don't worry about what I'm trying to do! If I tell you to record, then record, stop wasting time! "Gramps glared at me, so I could only do as he said.
After I started pretending to run, gramps was still yelling from behind: "Be faster! Use your moves! Learn well, I have kung fu in here! "
What kung fu? The kung fu of screaming? If you want to learn how to scream, there are plenty of experts in my dad's hard drive! From the bold and unconstrained European and American "Fakemi" to the graceful and restrained Japanese "Yamete", no matter if it was the soaring hardcore taste or the gentle and sweet little freshness of the oriole, they were all enough to leave a deep impression on you!
Who wants to listen to the screams of an 80 year old man! His heavy taste is probably second only to an 80 year old grandma!
I looked behind me from the corner of my eyes as I ran forward. I was worried about what gramps wanted to do.
Of course, I didn't forget to hold my cellphone in my hand. This cellphone has a one button recording function. It might be because it was designed to make it easier to secretly take pictures. There's also no sound notification when taking pictures or recording. It seems like a knockoff phone has its benefits.
I had only taken a few steps when the private detective who had been hiding behind the trees came out in a flash. He pulled up his pants and pretended that he had just taken a leak in the woods to allay suspicion.
Gramps turned off the radio, sat up from the bench, stretched, and started … the tenth set of radio calisthenics.
Gramps, that's enough! You're an 80 year old man doing radio calisthenics that even 18 year olds don't do, it's 200% out of place! The private detective was also shocked by you. He had an unnatural expression and wanted to go around you to chase after you!
In the blink of an eye, when gramps was doing the "twisting exercise", his arm suddenly swayed and he lost his balance. He stumbled and bumped into the private detective. The private detective couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely on the shoulder, causing him to take half a step back.
At this time, something that defied the laws of physics happened. Gramps' sturdy body flew backwards like a piece of paper in the wind, accompanied by a scream like a chicken being slaughtered:
"Aiya!!"
This fake "aiya" sounded like a Beijing opera. Gramps landed on his back. From an outsider's point of view, he must have hit the back of his head and would be crippled even if he didn't die. But from my point of view, gramps made full use of the strength of his muscles. He fell on the cement floor as easily as he fell on a spring mattress.
I knew this, but the private detective didn't. He was originally completely focused on me, so he didn't know what to do when he suddenly saw an old man with white hair and beard fall in front of him. He didn't even have time to react.
Gramps laid on the ground and pretended to be seriously injured. He waved his arms and legs and screamed: "— — I hit someone! My old bones are going to be crushed! Don't go, take me to the hospital! "
He winked at me, reminding me not to forget to record it. At the same time, he pretended to have a crooked mouth and a hemiplegic expression.
I immediately understood gramps' plan and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This is "extortion"! You're a martial arts expert, yet you're imitating an outlaw to extort money? And you want me to record it with witnesses and evidence?
However, I was very satisfied when I saw the shocked expression on the private detective's face. I couldn't help but walk back with my phone and started to act with gramps.
I said to the private detective: "Aiya, you're in big trouble!"
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