Chapter 12: The Martial Officer Arrives, Snake Meat Comes Home!

"Red-haired Lingzhi!"

Chen Yu was the first to shout, then she quickly covered her own mouth, her two eyes staring at her brother like copper gongs.

"This... how did this come about?!" Chen Yuhu stood up abruptly; he wanted to reach out and grab it, but then he hurriedly pulled his hand back.

Such a large Red-haired Lingzhi, it was even bigger than the one he saw Li Ming pick up that time!

"Did you go to Qingshan?" Chen Yuhu asked in a strained voice, his eyes filled with immense shock, mixed with a trace of fury, relief, joy, and complexity.

Inside the living room, there was a moment of silence.

In Chen Yu's Consciousness World, the Red Skirt Woman's brows, like distant mountains, furrowed slightly before lifting again, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Chen Yan glanced at his surprised father and sister, just as he was about to recount his experiences from today.

Suddenly, a burst of noise erupted outside the Yuan Wai.

"Chen Yuhu, come out!"

"You hit someone and now you're running, right? Do you think you can get away?!"

Outside the courtyard, a burst of noise suddenly erupted.

Thump, thump, thump!

The sound of an iron rod striking the wooden door came through, and the expressions of the family of three inside the living room changed in unison.

Chen Yuhu stood up in an instant and signaled to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan nodded, took the Red-haired Lingzhi back to his room, and packed it into his schoolbag.

When Chen Yan walked out of the living room, he saw his uncle Hu Zeyuan leading five or six people standing in the courtyard, confronting Chen Yuhu.

"Good lad, you dare to hit my Son!"

Hu Zeyuan saw Chen Yan immediately, his eyes filled with ferocity, no longer maintaining the forced politeness of the past.

The five or six people behind him were smoking cigarettes, some holding sticks in their hands, all looking at Chen Yuhu with sneers.

Chen Yu pulled on Chen Yuhu's arm, feeling slightly nervous at the sight:

"Uncle... Uncle, what's wrong?"

"Don't call me Uncle!"

A Low Roar sounded, and Hu Zeyuan glared fiercely at Chen Yu:

"Your mother is dead, so our two families have no relationship, understand?"

Behind him, the few people Hu Zeyuan brought were all snickering.

Chen Yan's expression turned cold; it seemed Hu Yuan had told Hu Zeyuan about him being sent flying by a single Fist.

But, so what?

It seemed Chen Yuhu was about to make a scene; Chen Yan narrowed his eyes. This kind of kinship had actually broken down long ago.

Pulling on the nervous Chen Yu, Chen Yan prepared to stand at the very front, but his body was blocked by Chen Yuhu.

Chen Yuhu's expression was grim; he didn't ask about the incident itself at first, as Hu Zeyuan bringing so many people clearly threatened the safety of his own children.

This was what mattered most.

But the next moment, Chen Yuhu's expression became even grimmer.

Even Hu Zeyuan and the others who had just entered looked backward, their expressions strange.

Outside the open courtyard gate, a tricycle was parked on the side of the road, and a Mediterranean-haired man wearing a Town Martial uniform was watching everything happening in the courtyard.

That man was none other than the man who had come to Chen Yan's home this morning to find Chen Yuhu and told Chen Yan to tell Chen Yuhu to move out of the Fried Noodle Shop early.

The other party was a staff member of the Town Martial Office; although he was not a martial artist, his arrival instantly silenced the people in the courtyard who were about to quarrel.

After a moment of surprise, Chen Yuhu's expression became even grimmer.

"Heh." Hu Zeyuan also reacted, crossing his arms to watch the show.

"Martial Officer Li, you're here." Chen Yuhu walked forward, glanced at his children, and spoke nervously:

"I will move out of the Fried Noodle Shop in town tomorrow."

Chen Yuhu naturally knew that the Fried Noodle Shop at home had been granted to Zhang Ge by the Town Mayor; this Martial Officer surnamed Li had already looked for him twice, each time telling him to move out early.

But at this moment, with Hu Zeyuan coming to his house to cause trouble, the thing he least wanted his children to know could no longer be hidden the moment the Martial Officer arrived.

Chen Yuhu took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress his Smile while looking at Martial Officer Li.

As for beside Chen Yan, Chen Yu opened her mouth, and Tears were actually flickering in her eyes.

Even with a great opportunity, at this moment, only one sentence kept ringing in the Sixteen Years Old girl's Brain.

The family's storefront was going to be gone.

In Chen Yu's Consciousness World, the Red Skirt Woman felt her Disciple's emotional fluctuations, and a trace of affection appeared in her eyes.

She was already thinking about words to encourage her Disciple to know shame and then be brave.

Hu Zeyuan and his group were looking at each other, watching the joke.

"Old Chen."

The two sentences the Martial Officer surnamed Li spoke made everyone present change their expressions slightly; the sudden politeness left even Chen Yuhu stunned.

"The matter of the storefront is not urgent; move whenever you want to move, anytime before the week after next is fine."

The Mediterranean-haired man said with a laugh, his Gaze sweeping over the people in the courtyard, instantly understanding what had happened, and then his Gaze locked onto Chen Yan.

Compared to the indifference of this morning, he now looked at Chen Yan with a very friendly Smile:

"Not bad, Old Chen, you really have raised a good Son."

As the Mediterranean-haired man spoke, he lifted a sack from the tricycle; the sack was soaked red with blood and kept dripping onto the ground.

"This is snake Flesh, ten jin, that person asked me to send it over."

The Mediterranean-haired man said, handing the snake Flesh to the stunned Chen Yuhu; at this moment, even in his eyes looking at the sack, a look of envy appeared, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He knew the value of this snake Flesh clearly, but sending the snake Flesh to the Chen Family was that great person's arrangement; even if he was greedy, he only dared to smell it, not even daring to touch it.

"Martial Officer Li, this is..." Chen Yuhu was somewhat stunned, and like everyone else in the courtyard, was completely confused.

"Go back and ask your Son; I don't know exactly what happened either," the Mediterranean Sea said with a laugh, coming to Chen Yan's side and taking a piece of paper folded in half from his pocket:

"Someone asked me to pass this on to you. I didn't look at it, and I didn't dare to."

Chen Yan's Mu Guang flashed, and he took the paper:

"Many thanks, Martial Officer."

The Mediterranean Sea was very satisfied with Chen Yan's attitude, then looked around the courtyard, his Gaze falling upon Hu Zeyuan and his group, who were also dazed, and he instantly scolded:

"Trespassing in a private residence while holding clubs—what are you people trying to do?!"

Hu Zeyuan's expression changed, and a Youth beside him was so startled by the shout that the club in his hand dropped to the ground.

"Lao Li, I..." Hu Zeyuan hurriedly explained; although he did not know why the Mediterranean Sea was so kind to the Chen Family, he understood that he was the one at a disadvantage now.

"Lao Li?" The Mediterranean Sea Frown:

"Is 'Lao Li' something you can call me?

Everyone come with me to the station to give a statement!"

If this were a normal matter, the Mediterranean Sea Martial Officer would manage it if he saw it, but since Hu Zeyuan had eaten with him, he would usually turn a blind eye.

But today was different; he knew Chen Yan had a connection with that great person, so Chen Yan's status and position were no longer that of an ordinary high school student.

Gulp...

Hu Zeyuan swallowed with difficulty; his Gaze was somewhat strained as he looked back and forth, and for some reason, he saw the Youth standing behind Chen Yuhu.

Even a fool could see that the reason this Mediterranean Sea would help the Chen Family so much was because of Chen Yan.

What on earth had this kid done?

His Brain was Buzzing; Hu Zeyuan tried to speak several times, but he and the others were called out of the courtyard by the Mediterranean Sea.

As for the Mediterranean Sea Martial Officer, he walked all the way to the gate before looking back into the courtyard, smiling with what seemed to be a sigh:

"Old Chen, you have raised a good Son."

Walking out of the courtyard gate, Hu Zeyuan and his group stood obediently behind the tricycle, helplessness and bitterness appearing in each of their eyes.

As for the doorway of the house next to the Chen Family, the Li Family Old Man, who had originally been pressing his ear against the wall to listen to the joke, now had a dim Mu Guang, his head lowered and not saying a word.

The Mediterranean Sea glanced at the old man and opened his Mouth, his eyes full of complexity, but he did not say anything.

Regarding the deaths of Li Xuan and his father, other Martial Officers would come to find their family later; it was not his place to manage.

"You few, keep up."

The Mediterranean Sea said, starting the tricycle, while Hu Zeyuan and the others, with bitter faces, began to run after the tricycle.

People in the village watched the spectacle one after another, pointing and gesturing incessantly.

The Manner of it looked quite ridiculous.