Chapter 651: Can He Not Eat and Still Grow This Big?

"I still thought you wanted to be a monk and not want women, but it turns out you do want women; you're just worried your own affairs will affect others!"

Wang Ping'an chuckled to himself, but he could understand; a young man of Le Zhuang's age, unless he completely cuts off the root of his worries, no matter how much he resists, his body will still make him think of women, he mused silently:

"What a pity, what a pity, you don't know—you are truly the second generation, Zhu Xing is the one playing the pig to eat the tiger, but so what? In front of you he isn't even worth a fart."

Who gave you a good grandmother? But your grandmother is in the Underworld, not in the mortal realm, making it hard to exert influence—no, I was being modest. Given your grandmother's situation, even if her power lies in the Underworld, how does that matter? To exert influence in the mortal realm is still a simple matter.

Unfortunately, my master will never tell you this, otherwise you wouldn't have to worry about finding a wife and fearing retaliation from the Zhu Clan.

He actually wanted to find a chance to explain his grandmother's situation in the Underworld to Le Zhuang in detail; after all, given Le Zhuang's current state, without certainty in his heart it's hard for him to resolve the matter of continuing the family line.

Only.

That thought didn't linger long in his mind before he dispelled it.

After all.

He had personally heard Le Zhuang's parents tell his master why, when they escorted Le Zhuang's grandfather to the Underworld to enjoy blessings, he hadn't yet emerged from Guimen Guan and first bewildered Le Zhuang, instead of meeting Le Zhuang face‑to‑face.

If he were to recount the Le family's situation in the Underworld to Le Zhuang in full detail, it would be easy to do a good deed.

As for giving Le Zhuang the courage to find a suitable maiden, marry and have children in the mortal world to continue the old Le family's line, that's actually hard to solve; if Zhu Xing, the Zhu Clan, and even their patron—the River God of Liang Shui He—were completely eliminated, he wouldn't have to worry about this or that.

"I'm all confused!"

Le Zhuang watched Wang Ping'an pat his own arm, the slap making his arm ache, ignored his question, turned, took short steps, and followed Xuanqing Daozhang, one ahead of the other, out of the spirit hall; not only unannoyed, he even chuckled and said:

"This child is only a few months old, perhaps has some mysterious traits, but he can't speak yet, nor understand my words; maybe even when he hits my arm it's without trace—how could he possibly answer my question?"

After speaking, Le Zhuang watched Wang Ping'an's back recede from his sight, soon withdrew his gaze and knelt before his grandfather's coffin again.

He still had to work hard to arrange his grandfather's funeral properly, so his grandfather could depart peacefully, without letting outsiders make a fuss; after all, according to his grandfather, funerals are for outsiders to see, and there's no time to worry why a few‑month‑old child would inexplicably slap his arm.

Kumu Guan.

Xuanqing Daozhang looked at the doorway, seemingly sweeping dust and leaves at the courtyard entrance, but his gaze kept scanning Liu Dongzhu repeatedly, and he chuckled:

"Dongzhu, Ping'an just left a short while ago and you already can't stand it; if later Ping'an grows up and goes out to see the world, I wonder how you'll handle it—won't you still want to accompany Ping'an on outings?"

Liu Dongzhu sensed the teasing in Xuanqing Daozhang's words, didn't rush to answer, and was looking for something; when she saw Wang Ping'an following behind Xuanqing Daozhang with short steps, her nervous expression eased, her face and eyes showing unmistakable happiness, as if a sigh of relief, and she finally replied:

"Daozhang, what are you talking about? I can't understand. Have you and Ping'an been out so long without eating? My mother has prepared some dishes, still warming in the pot, waiting for you to return and eat together!"

Whether it's food or firewood, it's all brought from home; after all, Xuanqing Daozhang, to help them move, contributed all his storage bags, almost filling them with their belongings, regardless of value—anything that could be taken was taken.

This escape was to avoid the Prime Minister's Daughter's disaster; although she never dealt with the Prime Minister's Daughter, Xuanqing Daozhang had gone to the Capital City once, and even

Let alone the Prime Minister's Daughter!

However.

The Prime Minister's Daughter sent a servant to fetch her parents to attend the Prime Minister's Daughter and Wang Ruhai's wedding; during that time, the servant stealthily

She and her family's Ping'an would likely have died at the servant's hands long ago.

As the saying goes: if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam tilts; the kind of master determines the kind of servant.

You can imagine.

This Prime Minister's Daughter won't be any good thing!

If this Prime Minister's Daughter learns of Ping'an's extraordinary nature, she might go to the lengths of extermination; not to mention ten days or half a month,

Their home in Hutou Gou might be unreachable for many years.

Naturally, they can't leave all useful things in the Hutou Gou house.

"Actually, you don't need to wait for me; I don't need to eat every day…"

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Xuanqing Daozhang subconsciously spoke, and saw Wang Ping'an, who had been behind him, leap onto Liu Dongzhu; seeing Wang Ping'an's action, he chuckled:

"I'm not hungry, but Ping'an must be; you should feed Ping'an first!"

Liu Dongzhu, while taking Wang Ping'an away, responded:

"Daozhang, you don't know, Ping'an this child is good at everything except he eats too much.

Other families' children eat at most three or four meals a day; this kid, however, doesn't even know how many meals he needs in a day.

It's just that my body, I don't know why, perhaps after your treatment, Daozhang, has become stronger day by day, with ample milk; otherwise I wouldn't know what to do with this child.

"Being able to eat is a good thing; if your family's Ping'an couldn't eat, how could he grow so fast? He's only a few months old, yet not smaller than a one‑ or two‑year‑old, and can walk and run; his physique must be incredibly healthy!"

Xuanqing Daozhang praised him, and watching Liu Dongzhu's disappearing back, knew she was taking Wang Ping'an back to the room to feed him, then whispered:

"As for what you said, your body gets stronger each day, which makes the milk abundant; that's not my credit, it's all Ping'an's merit, but unfortunately I can't tell you this!"

(End of Chapter)