Chapter 139 - Teacher Zhang Shamelessly Refuses to Leave! (1/2)

Deep into the night, even the moon was setting.

Rao Aimin’s house, a small maisonette.

After the matters were settled, Zhang Ye lay on the landlady’s large fragrant-smelling bed and began to brag, “Landlady Auntie, you may not know, for you came late and didn’t see me. Did you know how formidable I was? Eh? In the beginning, I was haphazardly swinging a broom so as to appear weak to the enemy. Do you understand about appearing weak? It wasn’t that I couldn’t beat them. How can just the two of them be a threat to me? What a joke. That would be ridiculing me. Firstly, I was letting them lower their guard, and secondly, I was fooling around with them. I have kung fu myself, Taekwondo!”

Rao Aimin was rummaging through for medicine in a first-aid kit.

Chenchen leered at Zhang Ye, “…Hur Hur.”

Zhang Ye smirked, “Little rascal, what’s with that reaction of yours? The pathetic me you saw just now was me just acting. It was really just an act. I was fooling around with them. Did you see uncle’s two key kicks that kicked away the knives? Was it interesting? Was it powerful? Haha! That was like a kick from a G.o.d! Also, my most beautiful roundhouse kick, that was practically a model example found in textbooks! Was I cool?”

Rao Aimin found a bandage and ointment and smacked him, “Stop bragging. Lie still!”

“Aye,” Zhang Ye looked at her worriedly, “Landlady auntie, can you do it lighter. Will this ointment hurt? If it’s painful, I sure cannot withstand it. You must…”

Rao Aimin had already poured the ointment!

With that, Zhang Ye screamed out loud, “Ah! Painful, painful, painful!”

Rao Aimin used a cotton bud to dab at his wound, “Endure it, even if it’s painful.”

“It’s really painful! I can’t take it! I’m dying! I’m dying!” Zhang Ye wanted to push her, to prevent her from using the ointment.

Rao Aimin roared, “Kid, stop moving!”

“No can do, I don’t want it!” Zhang Ye became shameless.

Chenchen looked at him, “Zhang Ye, you are so shameless.”

Zhang Ye cried out, “What do you mean, shameless!? If you have the ability, come try it! Ah! Ah!”

Rao Aimin gave a glance and sat down and restricted his body to prevent him from squirming before dabbing his wound with ointment, “To call yourself a cultural artist or host, or someone on television. Look at what you are!”

Zhang Ye also immediately stopped moving, “Cultural artists are also people!”

After Rao Aimin finished dabbing his wound with ointment and bandaged him up, “Who asked a kid like you to not wait for me to return home? If you think there are thieves at home, just give me a call and wait for me to return!”

Zhang Ye grumbled, “Didn’t I think that you were at home, and was afraid that you had been tied up by the thieves and was in some danger? Or else, do you think I would choose to fight it out with thieves?”

Rao Aimin was still sitting beside him, “Even if there were twenty of them, they would not be even able to come close to me, let alone two thieves. To think that a kid like you wants to act powerful!”

Zhang Ye grunted, “Who knew you were so powerful?”

Chenchen smirked, “I already said that the number of people who can defeat my aunt does not exceed…”

Rao Aimin interrupted her speech, “Aren’t you speaking too much? Return to the house and do your homework!”

Zhang Ye was also curious and asked, “Landlady Auntie, are you really so powerful? What kung fu do you train in? Eight Trigram Palms? When did you learn it?”

Rao Aimin tied a knot in the bandage, “Ask less about my matters!”

“Aunt, I’ll be going to do my homework,” Chenchen said reluctantly.

Rao Aimin turned her head, “Wait a moment. Have you thanked Uncle Zhang?”

Chenchen acknowledged tersely and looked towards Zhang Ye, “Thank you, Uncle.”

Zhang Ye waved his hands, “You’re welcome. It was convenient. It’s nothing.”

After the child left, Zhang Ye no longer cared about his face, “My other arm is also in pain.”

“Was it twisted?” The corner of Rao Aimin’s mouth showed her frustration.