That was the last thing Liu Chengze worried about.
Old Bai wanted to get on good terms with their family, but neither the Liu Family nor the Zhou Family was easy for the Ministry of Punishments to approach.
Given a chance to send gifts, he would be only too eager to rush over with them.
"Shuyue, if Grandpa says they're yours, just take them. We can return the favor another day."
Zhou Yunshen came down from the roof. Still afraid to get too close, he crept trembling behind Liu Shuyue, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hid behind her.
In a wheedling voice tinged with grievance, he said, "My wife, you have to stand up for your husband."
"Was I the one who made you cry last night? Hurry and tell Grandpa."
Liu Chengze heard him call him Grandpa.
A shudder rose from deep inside him, sending prickles through his entire body until his scalp nearly exploded.
Liu Chengze: Could you be any more sickening, you brat?
Zhou Yunshen: Sure. Want to try?
Liu Shuyue thought he resembled a big dog. She patted his head and said, "No, no, I had a nightmare. It had nothing to do with you."
"Did you hear that, Grandpa?"
If he had not cunningly hidden behind Liu Shuyue,
Liu Chengze would have given him a couple of slaps, no matter what.
"Even if you didn't make her cry, you're still involved! Listen here, you little brat. Shuyue is my granddaughter. Even after I die, you're not allowed to bully her! Otherwise, I'll write curses up in heaven and curse you to death!"
Zhou Yunshen was utterly speechless.
Look at other people's elders. The older they got, the gentler they became.
Those old generals who had come off the battlefield all looked so kindly