"Thump, thump..."
Tang Shouye smacked his ears a couple of times. Finding he couldn't hear a thing, his face filled with panic. He hugged Tang's Mother beside him and started wailing like a banshee.
"Mom, what if I've gone deaf!"
Tang's Mother silently lowered the hands that had been covering her own ears, her face perfectly calm. "It's fine, you chubby boy..."
"Mom, why are you cursing at me?" Tang Shouye's ears were still ringing loudly. He couldn't hear the sounds around him clearly, trapped in a state of intense tinnitus. But judging from his mother's lip movements... it looked like she was swearing at him.
Tang's Mother: "..."
If you can't read lips, don't try, thank you very much.
Ignoring her fat son, whose brain didn't seem to be working too well at the moment, Tang's Mother shifted her gaze to her daughter, who was staring at her phone with red eyes.
"It's alright, sweetie. Isn't this quite a good thing? You forgot, you're a doctor. Isn't taking care of patients exactly what you do? Xiao Ye must really need your care right now."
Tang's Mother chuckled, stopping right there without elaborating further.
Her daughter was smart enough; she didn't need to spell everything out. She shouldn't have to teach her the rest... Her daughter had a perfectly justifiable reason to go over there this time.
She shouldn't lose, right?
Tang's Mother frowned, ultimately turning her attention back to her chubby son. She waved at Tang Shouye, who was still aggressively smacking his ears.
Tang Shouye understood this gesture!
He ran over.
"Mom, what did you say? Speak up." Tang Shouye looked confused, shoving his ear right next to Tang's Mother's mouth, seemingly trying to hear more clearly.
It was a dumb method, but an effective one. However... was it possible that Tang's Mother hadn't spoken at all?
Her lips hadn't even moved.
Tang Yuyao's shout had elevated Tang Shouye straight into deafness. But for some reason, even though it was clearly his ears that were out of order, Tang's Mother felt that her chubby son's IQ had dropped right along with his hearing.
Tang's Mother: "..."
"Never mind, go play." Tang's Mother sighed helplessly. There was no way to discuss things like this. She could only let her fat son go play in the mud for now and talk about things later.
A giant question mark practically appeared over Tang Shouye's head. "Mom, why are you cursing at me again?"
Tang's Mother: "???"
"Smack!"
"Hiss, Mom, why are you hitting me now? What did I do?"
"I'll beat you to death, you deaf fool!" Tang's Mother grabbed a slipper and started whacking the "big fat pig" beside her. She didn't feel bad hitting him either; he was all meat, very durable.
"You're even calling me deaf, Mom, you're breaking my heart..."
Tang's Mother: "???"
How did he hear that so clearly?
Silently, Tang's Mother grabbed the other slipper and started smacking him with both. I'll show you deaf, I'll show you deaf...
"Mom, stop hitting me, stop..." Tang Shouye wanted to run, but found his legs were as soft as noodles. He couldn't run at all. He took the full brunt of the damage. It hurt, it hurt so much!
What a loving mother and filial son!
Tang Yuyao had been zoning out for a while, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to leap out of her chest. She finally snapped back to reality!
The hospital, right, she needed to go to the hospital!
Where was he...
Tang Yuyao locked her eyes on the "loving mother and filial son" in front of her. "Mom, stop hitting him. Quick, quickly tell me where he is, I need to head over!"
Tang Yuyao seemed to have figured it out. The reason why a certain guy hadn't replied to her messages since he got back wasn't because he had categorized her in the "mentally challenged" column again—it was because something had happened!
No wonder...
"You damn fatty, where did you take this picture? Where is Xiao Cheng right now? Speak!" Tang Yuyao grabbed Tang Shouye by the collar with both hands, shaking him vigorously as she loudly demanded answers.
"Little sister, why are you swearing at me?" Tang Shouye blinked in confusion. Swearing at him was one thing, but why was she pulling his clothes? Was she going to beat him too?
Surely not?
Tang Yuyao: "???"
Tang Yuyao seemed to understand why her mother had resorted to hitting him with a slipper. Silently, Tang Yuyao snatched the slippers from her mother's hands.
"Smack! Smack!"
"Brother, if you're still deaf, I'll just have to beat you again." Tang Yuyao whacked him with the two slippers, instantly knocking clarity back into Tang Shouye's eyes. It was as if his meridians had been completely unblocked.
Although his face was burning, he seemed to be able to hear things again. He was still a bit hard of hearing, but at least he could make out sounds.
"Stop, stop hitting me. I can hear you, I, I can hear you. I'll send you the location right now," Tang Shouye hurriedly said.
Two slippers shattered his deafness; his little sister was truly ruthless.
Tang's Mother's strikes were on a completely different level compared to the anxious and frantic Tang Yuyao. Tang's Mother had been hitting him for ages, but it was just dealing minus one, minus one, minus one damage.
Tang Yuyao's sandals came crashing down, dealing minus ninety-nine, minus ninety-nine...
Watching those two slipper strikes made Tang's Mother's eyelids twitch. Daughter, your blows are too vicious. Don't actually beat your brother into a pig's head. He's already fat enough; a couple more hits and he'll be ready for the slaughterhouse scale...
Tang Shouye very nimbly grabbed his phone, tapped around, and sent the hospital's location over. "Little sister, I sent it to you. Check if you got it."
Tang Yuyao took one look and ran off in a hurry. "Mom, I'm not coming back for dinner today."
Clack, clack, clack...
The sound of high heels echoed as Tang Yuyao's figure faded into the distance. Soon, a white Mercedes appeared in the outer courtyard of the Tang estate and drove off toward the hospital.
Only the mother and son were left in the courtyard.
Tang Shouye breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, she was finally gone. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Mom, I probably won't be back for dinner today either. I need to take a trip to the Li family's place."
Tang's Mother looked heartbroken, hesitating to speak.
Tang Shouye looked relaxed. "It's fine, Mom. I have thick skin and plenty of meat on my bones. I won't hold it against my little sister..."
"Such a good shoe sole, and it's all bent out of shape. Sigh..." Tang's Mother sighed, looking heartbroken as she dusted off the sole of the slipper.
Tang Shouye: "???"
"Mom, if you keep acting like this, I'm going to run away from home." Tang Shouye squatted on the ground, drawing circles with his finger, looking like he was about to shut himself off from the world.
Tang's Mother wiped the shoe sole clean and put it away before finally turning her head to acknowledge her chubby son. "Son, have you forgotten? Your longest record for running away from home in the past was less than half a day. You just came back on your own when you got hungry."
Tang Shouye: "..."
"How many years has it been since your sister ran away from home?" Tang's Mother pulled out the embroidery she hadn't finished earlier and continued working on it, casually chatting about the past.
"Your sister is stubborn and highly competitive, just like your mother. Back then, your grandparents didn't agree with me waiting for your dad, and all the neighbors tried to persuade me otherwise, but I still didn't listen."
There was a faint trace of pride in Tang's Mother's tone.
Tang Shouye rubbed his smooth chin. "Mom, so according to what you're saying, it's actually your fault that my little sister is about to become an old maid?"
Tang's Mother: "..."
Where are my slippers...
Seeing that the situation was not right, Tang Shouye hurriedly oiled his soles and slipped away: "Well, Mom, I'll go back and tell Xiao Juan first, I won't come back for dinner today. Keep the slippers for yourself, no need to see me off, I'm leaving!!!"
After Tang Shouye finished speaking, he scrambled away. Tang's Mother then put back the shoe sole she had just taken out and snorted softly.
"What's this about leftover women or not? It doesn't sound nice at all. If your mom wasn't a leftover woman, where would you all come from? Hmph!"
...
On the way to the hospital.
Inside the white Mercedes-Benz, Tang Yuyao looked extremely irritably at the traffic in front of her. It wasn't moving at all. How long had it been? They hadn't even moved a hundred meters. An old lady crossing the street would be faster than this!
So annoying!
If she had known, she wouldn't have driven!
After a long period of "inching," Tang Yuyao finally drove the car out of the congested traffic, found a place to park, and then started jogging in her high heels.
Yes, that's right, high heels, jogging, running hard!
Women, truly terrifying creatures.
After Tang Yuyao left, a homeowner who was just about to go home found a white Mercedes parked at the entrance, blocking the gate to the residential area. He fell into silence.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
"Hello, is this the towing company? There's an illegally parked car here, can you come and tow it?"
Hospital.
Tang Yuyao finally found the hospital according to the address and detailed room number her brother sent her. She also bumped into an unexpected person. The two of them appeared in the hospital lobby at the same time and pressed the elevator button.
Ding dong!
"Why are you here?" Tang Yuyao looked with a strange expression at the pale, sickly, and frail young girl in front of her.
She completely failed to notice the girl's tightly clenched hands, looking at her as if she were an "enemy."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
