Chapter 77

Hearing that, (Mm. It's not a big problem, the elderly lady has had high blood pressure for a long time. Second update, please vote for me!)

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Around 9 o'clock in the morning.

The sound of the door opening came from outside, and Zhao Futu poked his head out of the study, only to see a girl in a cartoon-patterned outfit bouncing in.

"Mom! I'm back." Nalan Dou smiled happily as she threw her schoolbag and bounced onto the soft sofa.

Then, she called out to the door, "Mengmeng! Come in, this is my home."

Her lively eyes flicked over, and Nalan Dou immediately saw Zhao Futu's head poking out. She pouted a bit and rolled her eyes at him, "Why are you here too?"

Zhao Futu didn't bother to answer, pointing directly to the kitchen, "There's porridge simmering in the kitchen. Eat some if you're hungry."

"Aunt Lan isn't feeling well these days, spend more time with her."

This girl was now clashing with him, and whenever they met, there was no good expression on either of their faces. Occasionally, Zhao Futu would tease her, treating it as a way to play with a child. Nalan Dou was actually a very sympathetic girl, but unfortunately, she had gotten used to bickering with him when she was young, and it was now a bit hard to change. However, if Zhao Futu managed to make her happy one day, or if she needed his help with something, the little girl would still shake his arm and sweetly call, "Futu brother~... Okay?... Okay?..."

That's how this little girl was, a bit mischievous but not malicious.

"What's wrong? Is she sick?" Upon hearing that Aunt Lan wasn't feeling well, Nalan Dou's face showed a hint of worry, and she forgot about bickering with Zhao Futu.

She glanced at the room, then nodded her head slightly and said softly, "Mm. I won't go out these two days. I'll stay home and take good care of her."

After saying that, she called out to the door again, "Hao Mengmeng, don't just stand there staring."

"Come in quickly." Nalan Dou, wearing a pair of Loopy Rabbit slippers, dragged another lively girl inside, grinning, "This is my home, not a wolf's den. Why are you so shy?"

The girl who entered was about 14 or 15 years old, wearing a baseball cap, with a beautiful single braid, and fine, crescent-shaped eyebrows. Her face still had a bit of baby fat, making her cheeks round and her face a standard doll face, delicate and lovely. She was dragged into the house a bit embarrassedly by Nalan Dou. When she saw Zhao Futu coming out of the study, she was so surprised that she covered her mouth with her small hand and exclaimed, "High—Hand?!"

High-Hand?

Is this how people greet each other these days?

Zhao Futu was a bit puzzled but still smiled at the girl and said, "I'm Zhao Futu, Dou Dou's brother."

"Welcome to our home."

This girl was the same age as Nalan Dou and was probably her classmate. Since Nalan Dou had already returned, he didn't need to stay here anymore.

Because he had just remembered an important issue: last night when he left, he was still cooking noodles...

"Keep your voices down while playing, Aunt Lan is sleeping." Zhao Futu leaned close to Nalan Dou's ear and whispered, "The hidden and encrypted anime in the sixth folder on the F drive, I've deleted it for you."

"It's normal to be curious at your age, but just take a look and understand. Next time, I'll have to punish you properly!"

Zhao Futu spoke very softly, so only the two of them could hear. After saying that, he pretended to hum and rubbed Nalan Dou's little head, looking at her blushing, cute little face, and laughed as he left.

When Zhao Futu walked out and closed the door, Nalan Dou grabbed a pillow from the sofa and threw it at the door, then puffed up her red face and said angrily, "Bastard! Stinky duck egg!"

"What's wrong, Dou Dou? So angry?" Hao Mengmeng hugged the almost frenzied girl and asked curiously.

At this moment, Nalan Dou was a bit embarrassed to be angry and turned her head away, mumbling, "Don't ask! That bastard peeked at my **!"

This made Hao Mengmeng even more curious.

...

Sure enough.

When Zhao Futu arrived at his doorstep, he found that his front door had been kicked open.

An auntie from the neighborhood was waiting at his door. As soon as she saw him, she grabbed him and started scolding him. She basically said that he had something cooking in the kitchen, why did he rush out so hastily without even turning off the gas, making them think his house was on fire and call 120 to put it out. The lock on the front door was broken, so the auntie had added a bicycle lock to the outside gate last night. She had been squatting at his door all day waiting for him to return, worried that if she opened the lock, thieves might get in, and if she didn't, Zhao Futu wouldn't be able to get in.

She couldn't get through on the phone, so she thought Zhao Futu had gone missing!

Zhao Futu stood at the door and took the scolding, which he deserved. After the auntie finally let off some steam, he smiled and coaxed her back.

The lock on the front door needed to be replaced, and a part of the kitchen wall was blackened from smoke. Fortunately, there were no flammable items, or the problem would have been serious.

By the time he called someone to handle it, it was already afternoon.

His phone was broken, but the SIM card was still good. He had an old Nokia phone from a promotional offer, so he took it out and used it for the time being. A while later, a delivery person arrived, and after signing for it, he opened the package to find the Lantian jade he had ordered. It had taken a few extra days to ship because it had been modified according to his requirements.

After putting away the jade, Zhao Futu found a new pot and continued cooking noodles.

Just as he finished, he heard a knock on the door. When he opened it, he saw Aunt Lan, followed by Nalan Dou with a particularly strange look, and her classmate.

Aunt Lan looked much better, bright and charming. When she saw Zhao Futu, her face turned slightly red, but when she saw him cutting cabbage with an apron around his waist, she couldn't help but giggle. She boldly took off the apron and put it on herself, took the knife from Zhao Futu, and shooed him out of the kitchen as if he were a fly, saying, "What can you cook! Can you even make something edible?"

Zhao Futu was belittled.

The two girls behind him giggled together.

While Zhao Futu was getting them water and snacks, Nalan Dou quietly approached Hao Mengmeng's ear and whispered, "Are you really sure that High-Hand is my brother?"

"Yep! Absolutely no doubt!" Hao Mengmeng looked around curiously and said confidently.

Nalan Dou still didn't believe it, pouting, "That's not right! Although he likes to tinker with strange things, he doesn't have any of the aura of a High-Hand!"

"Haven't you noticed how bright his eyes are?" Hao Mengmeng said mysteriously.

Nalan Dou recalled and thought for a moment, "Yeah, his eyes do seem brighter than before."

Thinking of this, the little girl's face turned slightly red, remembering that her little secret had been discovered by him.

Hao Mengmeng leaned in closer and whispered, "I read a martial arts novel! It was written by someone called Jin Yong! It said that when a master's internal skills are fully developed, their eyes are extremely bright! Even in the darkest night, their eyes shine, no need for a light!"

"Is it really that amazing?" Nalan Dou still didn't believe it.

Although she liked to bicker with Zhao Futu, he was, besides her mother, the person she knew best.

How could she not have noticed his secret all these years, while her friend discovered it with just one look?

"Don't believe it? Let's find it later! There must be a martial arts manual!" Hao Mengmeng patted her plump little chest confidently.

Seeing her friend's confident expression, Nalan Dou couldn't help but believe it a bit.

"Wait, let's get him out of the way first!" Nalan Dou got up and ran to Zhao Futu, who was holding a kettle, hugging his arms and shaking them, saying sweetly, "Futu brother~! I really want to eat a Big White Rabbit milk candy today!"

"Can you go buy a bag for me? Please? Please?"

Hao Mengmeng watched in amazement, then muttered, "So that's how it's done."

...

Under Nalan Dou's coquettish attack, Zhao Futu was completely defeated!

He looked at Nalan Dou, who suddenly wanted to eat milk candy and specifically asked for Big White Rabbit, and could only laugh bitterly as he went downstairs.

This girl was very mischievous. If he didn't go, she might throw a tantrum!

Women are very petty and love to hold grudges.

...

As soon as Zhao Futu left, the two girls sneaked into his study. They looked around, and while there were many books they couldn't understand, they didn't find any that looked like martial arts manuals, old and written in brush, with titles like "Buddha's Palm" or "Nine Yin Manual," with yellowed pages.

"Dou Dou! Come look!" Finally, the meticulous Hao Mengmeng made a discovery.

She pointed to a word on the desk with her white, tender finger and exclaimed, "This is written by hand!"

Nalan Dou ran over to look and traced the word with her finger, her face showing a hint of shock!