Chapter 53: Li Li Knows How to Fish (3)

Lu Junhan finished his call in the yard outside.

As soon as he turned around, a little pink figure dashed into his arms, "Daddy!"

The little girl was all excitement, still looking quite happy. She tilted her delicate little face up, her bright black eyes looking at him clearly, "Daddy, Auntie said we’re not going home today."

"Mmm."

"Then, then Daddy, are we going to sleep with Grandpa today?"

She remembered all the bad people in the book, Grandpa wasn’t in it, so Grandpa must be a good person.

She liked good people.

If she could sleep with Grandpa, she’d be thrilled, and if Auntie joined them, she’d be even happier!

"You’re dreaming! Who would want to..."

Before Lu Junhan could respond, the old man, passing by with a fishing rod in his hand, was so angered by what he heard that his mustache puffed up and he glared, saying angrily:

"A little girl, daring to say such things, it’s simply scandalous and disgraceful!"

Song Qingwan: "..."

Wow, is this old man picking on little Li Li today?

Why is he nitpicking on the little girl everywhere?

The little girl is only three years old, and by sleeping, she clearly means just plain sleeping.

The little girl is a good girl; whether the old man is a good old man, that’s uncertain.

Looking at the old man’s expression, he definitely misunderstood.

Indeed, once people get old, everything seems dirty to them!

The little girl really is a good girl; she totally didn’t understand why Grandpa was angry.

Then she blinked and asked her daddy in confusion, "Daddy, what does ’killing the wind white pig, similar to family customs’ mean?"

The old man: "..."

Song Qingwan: "Pfft—"

Lu Junhan couldn’t be bothered to explain and casually said, "Your Grandpa is praising your beauty."

The little girl didn’t expect Grandpa to like her so much; she felt a bit shy, but still happily said to the old man, "Thank you, Grandpa, you’re beautiful too!"

The old man’s face turned livid, "You!"

Song Qingwan almost couldn’t hold back her laughter.

For such a rigid and stern old man to be called beautiful by a little girl, he might just get so angry he’d burst a vein.

In the end, the old man held back and held back, his face turning red with anger, but he still couldn’t say a single word.

He could only glare at the little girl with resentment, let out a heavy snort, and carry his fishing rod and fish bucket as he walked towards the pond.

The old man, aside from work, didn’t have many hobbies, he just liked fishing and gambling.

When he was young, it was okay, he’d just pass the time, but as he got older, he became more and more obsessed with these two activities, feeling uneasy if he didn’t fish or gamble in a day.

Now there’s a big pond dug out in the yard, specifically for the old man to fish in.

The old man only took a few steps, when he turned back as if he thought of something, with a solemn face, authoritatively calling to Lu Junhan:

"It’s just as well you’re here, I’ll have someone bring you a rod later, come and join me for a few rounds of fishing!"

"No," Lu Junhan refused without hesitation, his tone flat, "I don’t have the time."

Fishing isn’t like playing mahjong or golf, where a few rounds might not take an hour, but fishing is different, it can go from dawn till dusk.

And obviously for the old man, a round meant catching a fish!

He didn’t have that much time to waste on it.

Nor did he have the patience.

"No time?" the old man laughed angrily, "You seem to have plenty of it!"

"I’m busy," Lu Junhan said casually.

"Busy? Busy with what?" the old man said grimly,

"Don’t tell me it’s company business, I haven’t even given you much trouble!"