The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live

"I am Su Su's friend. If you bully my friend, I have every reason to stand up and help my friend.

The voice of the seven or eight-year-old boy is still childish, but his expression is calm and his words are calm, giving people an indescribable pressure.

After Lu Zhanyu answered, he looked towards Su Su inside the big iron gate.

"Little brother!"

I am much happier to see my little brother than to see these two noisy people!

"Well, you take a rest first." Lu Zhanyu said to Su Su.

"good!"

The little brother is very powerful, there will definitely be no problem if I leave it to him!

Looking at Su Su's expression, Huo Ting pursed his lips.

Little thing, does this mean you don't believe him? Are he and Lu Zhanyu so different?

Lu Zhanyu's eyes returned to Qin Jinfang, Hong Baozhu and his wife.

"You two, I heard that you want to treat your son." Lu Zhanyu said in a steady voice.

Although he is only a child of seven or eight years old, his tone of voice and calm reaction are very much like an adult.

"So what? If you are sick, of course you need to be treated! Look at you, paralyzed and sitting in a wheelchair, don't you want to get better?" Qin Jinfang asked, his eyes scanning Lu Zhanyu's legs with disdain.

"Are you ready for the payment for medical treatment?" Lu Zhanyu asked.

"Remuneration for medical treatment?" Qin Jinfang glanced around with guilty eyes.

"Yes, the remuneration for medical treatment. Since you said you want to ask a divine doctor to treat your illness, you must have prepared the remuneration in advance, right?"

"Then...of course we are ready! We have prepared local specialties brought from the countryside!"

"Are the souvenirs you are talking about the ones you have on hand?"

Lu Zhanyu glanced at the free-range eggs and the wilted vegetables and radishes in the vegetable basket.

"That's right! The miracle doctor must be lacking everything. Although these are not valuable, they are our hearts!" Hong Baozhu replied confidently.

Qin Jinfang also said quickly: "What? Don't you look down on our local products? We are poor and have no money, so of course we can't prepare decent gifts and rewards! We have spent a lot of time preparing these local products! It's less about etiquette but more about affection! We believe that the old miracle doctor is not that kind of person."

"That's right, that's right. Don't you look down on us who get local specialties? Are only you rich people eligible for medical treatment? Do we poor people have no way to survive?" Hong Baozhu asked.

"I don't look down on local specialties, but I don't know how much your sincerity can be reflected in such stale local specialties." Lu Zhanyu stated unhurriedly.

Hong Baozhu, who was poked in the pain, retorted eagerly: "That's not because Qin Peifang, Su Mingrui and his wife are too stupid! They told the community management not to let us in! We can't get in and see Mr. Miracle Doctor, and the local specialties are all wilted. Yet?"

"So you know that if you can't get in, the souvenirs will wither, but you still insist on bringing them to the miracle doctor, because you think that as long as you prepare gifts, the miracle doctor should feel your sincerity, right?"

Lu Zhanyu analyzed the psychology of the couple.

"Yes...ah no...don't talk nonsense! We didn't think that!"

Hong Baozhu almost agreed, but then realized that it was wrong for him to agree like this.

Damn it, I almost got tricked by this little brat!

"What do you think?" Lu Zhanyu asked calmly.