As the saying went, a daughter took after her father.
Ultimately, Chen Wei was the reason Chen Xiaochan could trot out a whole set of arguments about following the rules.
There was no other reason.
Chen Wei was famous in the Heavenly Court for being steady and cautious. He held the Great Heavenly Venerable, his wife Yang Chan, and the osmanthus tangyuan she rolled by hand in the highest regard.
After absorbing all that through constant exposure,
Chen Xiaochan's little head was full of the Heavenly Court's regulation-style rhetoric.
But this was Patriarch Bodhi.
Watching his son and daughter chime in one after another, one clamoring to learn a divine ability for skipping class and the other using rules to bar the door to instruction, Chen Wei could no longer sit still.
The Chen family could afford to be thick-skinned in the Heavenly Court.
But before a mighty figure like this, they still had to play the humble grandson when necessary. That was basic immortal social etiquette.
Chen Wei hurriedly cupped both hands and bent into a deep bow. "Please forgive them, Patriarch. These two children have been spoiled at home. They know neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth, and their impudent words have offended you. I'll take them home and discipline them strictly. Please, Patriarch..."
"Now, now!" Patriarch Bodhi raised a hand with a smile, interrupting him. "Qingquan, I'm very fond of these two children of yours. Children speak without restraint, and that is most precious. These two little ones are honest! Very good!"
At those words,
Sun Wukong was stunned.
The Great Sage could not help scratching his furry Thunder-God Mouth. He blinked, but did not dare utter a sound.
Back then, in the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars on Mount