Chapter 151 - Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Not Smart Enough (1/2)

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Not Smart Enough

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So now, Zhuang Qinghe was resting in the house, and Zhuang Yuanzhong was also sleeping here, but they couldn’t sleep anymore.

“Why don’t you go and check?” Zhuang Qinghe glanced at Zhuang Yuanren: “Aren’t you the one who usually sucks up to mom and dad? Why don’t you go this time?”

Zhuang Ruman’s gloomy cries implied something bad had happened. He must be really angry right now. If she ran to him now, wouldn’t she be just asking for a scolding?

“Don’t you dare trick me into going again!” Zhuang Qinghe snorted coldly.

In recent days, she’d been tripped up many times by Zhuang Yuanzhong, both overtly and covertly. Even though Zhuang Qinghe was a bit slow, she’d learned from repeated failures.

Even if she couldn’t fully understand what Zhuang Yuanzhong was playing at, the best way to avoid losing out was to refuse whatever he suggested.

Seeing Zhuang Qinghe’s defiant attitude, Zhuang Yuanzhong didn’t get angry. He just got up from the bed, looked for his shoes to put on, saying nonchalantly as he did so, “If you don’t want to go, I’ll go.”

“But let’s get one thing straight: if I get scolded because you didn’t show up, don’t blame it on me. I did warn you.”

“It’s not that I didn’t tell you; you just didn’t listen.”

“If you want to go, then go. Don’t be so hypocritical.” Zhuang Qinghe waved dismissively and buried her head in her pillow, trying to go back to sleep.

But the cries from outside…

Zhuang Qinghe had no choice but to plug her ears.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yuanzhong went out of the house, his face full of mockery.

Even though you’re slowly getting smarter, your brain is still missing quite a few gears. Just this tiny bit of growth won’t be enough.

Zhuang Yuanzhong didn’t bother arguing with Zhuang Qinghe any further, but just went to the room next door. Upon entering, he saw Zhuang Ruman lying on the bed, buttocks wrapped in thick bandages. The water in the basin nearby was stained red, clearly having been used to clean up some kind of wound.

“What happened here?” Zhuang Yuanzhong was taken aback.

Listening to Zhou Ruman’s howling and the earlier argument with Zhuang Jingye, Zhuang Yuanzhong had guessed that he might have been injured in a minor accident, but he didn’t expect it to be this serious.

“Your dad accidentally fell onto a manure fork and punctured his buttock.” Mrs. Song watched Zhuang Ruman’s painful cold sweats, her eyes filling with tears, “In this hot weather, with such a serious wound, I’m afraid it might get infected.”

“Why did you come here? Go back to your room quickly and get ready to do some work with your mom later.”

Being stabbed in the buttock by a manure fork was not only inglorious but also slightly humiliating, especially in front of his son. It left him feeling somewhat embarrassed.

“I heard the commotion and was worried, so I came to check on you, dad.” Zhuang Yuanzhong said with a worried expression, “Initially, I wanted to ask my sister to come along, but seeing her asleep, I decided not to disturb her and came to see you alone first.”

“Dad, you just stay at home and rest. We can handle the work in the fields. I’ll go to work with mom in a bit.”

“Yuanzhong is really sensible.”

Zhuang Ruman looked at his younger son approvingly, but his anger flared up again when he heard Zhuang Yuanzhong mention that Zhuang Qinghe was asleep.

With all this commotion, could she still be asleep?