Chapter 135

Anyone who has elderly at home knows that when old people throw a childish tantrum, it leaves one helpless.

What Shen Man now faces is ten!

The ten elders split into two camps, there chattering and scrambling for tea.

At the slightest disagreement, they expose each other's past, recounting embarrassing youthful incidents, and then bring up some unknown supernatural occurrences, making the atmosphere extremely lively.

Shen Man listened with great interest, yet after hearing the tale of ghost‑hitting‑the‑wall, she felt a little creeped out.

Before transmigrating, she was a steadfast materialist, an atheist.

But after transmigrating and gaining the jade tablet space, she felt that supernatural phenomena still leave traces.

One may not believe in gods and ghosts, but one should keep a kind heart and maintain a sense of reverence.

「My younger brother has no offspring, so he loves my son, treats him as his own; when my grandson was born, he was the happiest. 」

「When my grandson was three years old, his paternal uncle passed away at night; that very night my grandson suddenly ran a fever, crying so hard he could barely catch his breath....... 」

The speaker is Elder Xue; mentioning his younger brother still leaves him feeling sad.

「I also find this mysterious, Elder Xue, because the next day I went to the Xue family to offer condolences and took the child's pulse, but I saw nothing wrong. 」

Pei Lao Ye Zi chimed in, agreeing; he was familiar with this, and at the time he felt it was mysterious.

「What happened then? 」

Pei Yan Ting rested her chin on one hand, listening with great interest.

「Later, there was no hot water—go fetch a kettle quickly. 」

Pei Lao Ye Zi sold a tease, then spoke to him, sending the eldest granddaughter away.

「Hmph. 」

Pei Yan Ting gave an annoyed grunt—her grandfather is really annoying!

Although she thought that, her body was honest—she took the empty water bottle and went to fetch water.

The signalman is very perceptive; this time he prepared several packs of tea leaves—let alone brewing two pots, even ten pots would be more than enough!

Upon seeing the new tea packets, the little old men were all satisfied.

Strangely, when young they didn't think tea leaves were good, but in old age they treat them as treasures.

If they don't drink tea that day, their blood vessels feel as if worms are crawling inside—unbearable!

The private room's atmosphere was great; when Pei Yan Ting returned with the kettle, Shen Man brewed tea again—this was already the third pot, the third drop of Spiritual Liquid!

「Grandfather, Master, Section Commander Duan, and all the elders—tea shouldn't be drunk too much; this is the last pot I'll brew today. 」

「Don't forget, we're here to eat and drink alcohol—our stomachs are already full of tea; how will the liquor fit later? 」

Shen Man's voice carried an unconscious charm, soft and sweet, very pleasant to hear.

All the elders present couldn't help but nod in agreement, saying, "Good, good, good, listen to Miss Man."

Actually, these elders all have high status at home.

Usually, family members or neighbors alike dare not act rudely in front of them.

Over time, their demeanor became stern; juniors dare not approach, let alone manage them.

Now it's fine—Shen Man treats them all equally; they instead find this girl sincere, a good girl who knows how to care for elders.

For a moment, Elder Lu received several envious, jealous glances.

Hehe, his granddaughter, his own granddaughter~

Just as Pei Yan Ting finished pouring tea for all the elders, a request came from outside the private room for the chef to serve the dishes.

「Hey, Brother Mo, let me help you. 」

Shen Man put the empty water bottle in the corner and hurried to open the door.

But she clearly underestimated Lao Mo's core strength; he held the stainless‑steel tray with both hands.

Each tray held six dishes, twelve in total!

It looks like a lot—must be heavy!

But Lao Mo's hands holding the tray were steady, and he still had the mood to greet her:

「Sister‑in‑law, don't lift a finger—this rough work, leave it to me. 」

Lao Mo wasn't boasting; he's been working at this restaurant for years, with many repeat customers, not just because of his cooking skill.

Moreover, although he's retired from the military, he hasn't slacked on physical training!

Whoever dares to come cause trouble, he'll flex his muscles, his core strength, and one punch can knock out a gang of troublemakers......

On the big round table, twelve dishes were served all at once.

「There are still six dishes; just wait a moment—they're pot dishes, soups, need a bit more simmering to soak up flavor....... 」

Lao Mo smiled while explaining, then gave his sister‑in‑law a look, telling her not to get up, just to entertain the guests well, and he went to fetch bowls and chopsticks.

As for Section Commander Duan, he could simply ignore the other person, not even look them in the eye.

Elder Lu, sharp‑eyed, noticed this interesting phenomenon; after the others left, he quietly asked:

「Section Commander Duan, do you know this person? 」

Section Commander Duan's gaze was complex, staring at Moli's back for a good while.

「Yes, I know him—back on the Sea Island marine battalion, he was the undisputed soldier king. 」

Soldier king?

Elder Lin, upon hearing that, turned his gaze over as well.

Generally, when a soldier king retires, he has a decent future.

How come?

A proper soldier king retiring to become a cook?

Isn't that a waste of resources?

The matter is a bit complicated; as for the events back then, in short, I haven't seen this kid for several years either.

Section Commander Duan sighed; he knew the other party didn't want to see him.

He must still resent him for that deadly order issued back then, right?

Let's not talk about that; by the way, just now we were talking about the grandson of the Old Xue family—what happened to him later?

Old Master Lin changed the subject, and everyone listened to the supernatural tale with great interest again.

Only Section Commander Duan, with self-reproach, sorrow, and regret in his eyes.

If he hadn't insisted on that deadly order back then, Moli, Zhou Yan and their group wouldn't have ended up wounded and discharged early, would they?

He who has lived without shame before the country and the people feels guilty only about that matter toward the officers he himself raised.

They could have had a bright and splendid future; they shouldn't be scraping by in such a tiny place, enduring all life's hardships......

Later, my younger brother's coffin stayed at home for seven days, and on the day of his burial, my grandson's illness healed.

We asked him how he got the fever; he said he didn't know, only that Second Grandfather took him out to play, and he rode the old yellow ox on the cattle slope at the hometown with Second Grandfather, having a great time.

Then, as it was getting dark, Second Grandfather told him to go home first......

The elderly gentlemen saw through it, thinking that the one who was reluctant to treat the grandson as his own had taken the child's spirit out to play; deep down, they were unwilling to let the child leave with him, so they let the child come back.

After hearing the story, Pei Yan Ting thought that if it were her, she would probably make the same choice.

Everyone must die; some deaths are weightier than Mount Tai, others lighter than a goose feather.

In the heart of the departed, a kind thought still remains.

It's just that they are reluctant to let the living go; as long as no irreparable regret is caused, that's fine.

As the story drew to a close, bowls, chopsticks, and the remaining dishes were brought in one after another.......