CH 62.1

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Translator – Xiao He Lian

Chapter 62.1

Wen Chi lived here for four days

Suddenly, he no longer had to get up early every day to eat and then go out to work with General Lin. Wen Chi suddenly felt a lot more time to relax and he could even sleep in late.

Although his conscience was somewhat disturbed by the fact that he was on paid leave, he felt better for a while when he thought that he was being forced to take a leave of absence.

It must be said that the food here is really good – breakfast is Jinzhou’s special meat bun with a bowl of noodle soup, lunch and dinner are the usual one dish, one soup with rice and sometimes a change of dishes.

Although the three meals a day were occasionally late, they were never missed.

For the past four days, the two men who had brought him here that day had taken turns delivering the meals.

Wen Chi asked around and learnt that the two men were called Liu Da De and Liu Da Shan, brothers who were three years apart and looked quite similar, although the older brother, Liu Da De, was a little shorter and thinner, while the younger brother, Liu Da Shan, was a little taller and stronger, so it was easy to tell the two brothers apart.

Although the two brothers are almost always at the disposal of Wen Chi, they are still quite perceptive in some ways.

This evening, after Wen Chi had finished his dinner, when Liu Da Shan came over to clear his plate, he asked nonchalantly, “By the way, Da Shan, how long are you going to keep me locked up for? If you want money, then I will write a letter to my elder brother, and he will send the money immediately.”

Liu Da Shan, who was packing up the bowls and chopsticks, immediately pulled a face when he heard this and gave Wen Chi a vigilant look, and said fiercely, “What are you asking that for?”

Wen Chi sat awkwardly at the table and scratched his head, “I’m just looking for a solution, it’s not right to keep going on like this, not to mention that I’m eating and living with you, and you’re washing the dishes for me like a servant, I really feel bad.”

“…”

Liu Da Shan, who was about to help Wen Chi wash the dishes like a servant, paused, and suddenly felt like he had been hit by several arrows in his heart.

When Wen Chi saw Liu Da Shan’s sullen face and did not say anything more. He knew that these two brothers’ lips were sealed, so he had no choice but to remain silent.

He waited until Liu Da Shan had finished cleaning up the dishes and was ready to leave with his plate.

Only then did Wen Chi open his mouth to break the silence: “Brother Da Shan, you’ve finished reading the books you gave me yesterday, so if you have time later, bring me a new one, preferably one about mortals cultivating immortality.”

Liu Dashan: “…”

“Oh and also.” Wen Chi said, lifting the teapot on the table and shaking it lightly, “The tea is finished, please help me make a pot of tea along the way.”

Liu Da Shan couldn’t stand it anymore and turned around violently, saying angrily, “Do you really think you’re our guest?”

Wen Chi shrank back when he was shouted at and his innocent almond eyes widened slightly before he spoke weakly, “Didn’t Brother Da De said to tell you if I need anything.”

Liu Dashan choked hard.

Wen Chi whispered, “Brother Da Shan?”

“Don’t call me brother!” Liu Da Shan turned his head and spat, “It’s really unlucky to be called brother by you and I still have to work like a cow for you.”

After saying that, Liu Da Shan walked out of the room with big strides.

After waiting for about half an incense stick1(30 min), Liu Dashan pushed the door open with a blue face.

Liu Dashan went straight to Wen Chi’s side, put the teapot in his hand heavily on the table and threw the two story books in his other hand.

“What you asked for.”

Wen Chi joyfully picked up the story books and flipped through them, looked up and asked, “Is it a story about mortals cultivating immortality?”

As soon as the words fell, Liu Da Shan’s facial features were clearly distorted for a moment. His mouth twisted in anger as he slapped his hand on the table, “If you ask for more, believe it or not, I will send you to cultivate immortality right away!”

Wen Chi was so frightened that he hurriedly moved back, and nodded his head like a chicken pecking on rice: “Understood, Brother Da Shan.”

Liu Da Shan said fiercely, “Damn it, I told you not to call me brother again!”

Wen Chi said reflexively, “Okay, Brother Da Shan.”

Liu Da Shan: “…”

Wen Chi then reacted and hastily changed his words, “Understood, Da Shan.”

Liu Da Shan: “……”

What he didn’t tell Wen Chi was that everyone called him Liu Lao Er, even his brother called him Liu Lao Er and the only person who called him “Da Shan” was his old mother, who was past her prime and trembled when she walked.

Liu Da Shan glanced at Wen Chi and he swore he felt the motherly kindness in Wen Chi’s expression.

Liu Da Shan closed his eyes in pain, his eyes were going crazy, and for the first time he slipped away as if he was running away.

The only person left in the room was a bewildered Wen Chi.

Wen Chi was a little speechless, touched his face, turned his head and saw the two story books that were just thrown back on the table and immediately became happy again. He picked up one and continued to flip through it, and found that it was indeed about mortals cultivating immortality.