Green Mountain Academy, Meng Anci, Shiyan, and others gathered together.
Zhao Zhiyuan voice, "Hasn't Sister Anzhi said anything yet?"
Meng Anci his head, "It's been almost half a month, and he hasn't said a single word."
Zhao Yushan wanted to say that it was good that he knew a doctor, but then he remembered what Jin Shanyao did and swallowed his words. "This can't go on like this. You have to get her to speak."
"Yes... otherwise it will leave lasting health problems," Zhao Zhiyuan nodded in agreement.
Shiyan slammed his fist on the table, "Damn it... if I had been there, I definitely wouldn't have let Sister Anzhi be taken hostage by those bastards."
Meng Anci, "It's no use saying all this now; we need to get my sister to speak quickly."
The four of them fell silent instantly, looking at each other, none of them having a good idea.
Zhao Boyong passed by, he looked at the four people squatting in the sun and said leisurely, "People only really want to talk when they're arguing."
Shiyan suddenly realized, "No wonder my mother always hits and scolds me at the same time, this trick works..."
Meng Anci speechless. "I'm not like you, always trying to annoy people..."
"You can't... but I can. I'll go find her right after school."
Meng Anci quickly stopped him, "It's already dark when school ends... Give me the method, I'll try it at home, and if it doesn't work, you can go back to school."
Shiyan thought about it and decided it would work. So he lowered his voice and taught Meng Anci how to cause trouble step by step. After he finished speaking, he handed Meng Anci a dry branch, patted him on the shoulder solemnly, and said, "Trust me... you can do it."
Meng Anci's eyes turned slightly cold. "Are you sure you want to say that?"
Zhao Zhiyuan kindly reminded her, "Sister Anzhi is, after all, a young woman Shiyan, your approach is somewhat inappropriate."
Shiyan was displeased upon hearing this, his neck stiffening, "What's wrong with it? Nine out of ten girls fall for this!" He pointed at Meng Anci and shouted, "Just use it, use it as soon as you enter the room..."
"Sister Anzhi isn't an unreasonable person. If she beats you to death, just mention me, say it was my idea. I still hold a certain place in Sister Anzhi's heart; I can save your life."
Zhao Zhiyuan glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.
Meng Anci laughed in exasperation.
Anzhi Hall, study.
The door was kicked open with a bang, and Meng Anci walked into the room like a street urchin. Under Meng Anzhi's shocked gaze, he put one foot on a chair.
Holding a tree branch, she grinned lewdly and arrogantly, "Oh... sis... you're checking the ledgers yourself? Why didn't you let Lin Mo help? Oh... I almost forgot, you can't speak anymore."
Meng Anzhi stared at him, thinking, "Oh no... Could my brother be possessed by a ghost?"
Seeing that she still didn't speak, Meng Anci poked the ledger with a twig, clicking his tongue twice. "Poor thing, someone who used to be so eloquent, who would have thought she'd become mute?"
Bang! Meng Anzhi slammed her hand heavily on the table. Her eyes widened, and she pointed fiercely at Meng Anci, then quickly pointed twice towards the doorway.
He was being gestured to get out...
Seeing that she still wouldn't speak, Meng Anci lowered his leg, determined to fight to the death.
He took a deep breath, turned around, and shouted at the top of his lungs, " Qing He, my sister said your sweet and sour fish is awful, it has a really strong fishy smell."
His shout caught Meng Anzhi off guard; when had she ever said Qing He's cooking was bad?
Meng Anzhi tried to cover Meng Anci's mouth, but he darted to the door and, fearless, added another sentence.
"Auntie... my sister said your porridge wasn't cooked properly, it's like raw rice mixed with water, even thicker than rice water..."
Upon hearing this, Meng Anzhi nearly fainted from anger. She grabbed a book from the table and threw it at Meng Anci, but unfortunately, she missed.
Meng Anci his hand on the doorframe, holding up the withered branch, and began reciting a tongue twister, swaying his head. "Steamed cakes, simmered soups, the mute sister's stomach is craving... craving, stomach, intestines."
Meng Anzhi puffed out her cheeks in anger, grabbed a calligraphy brush, dipped it in ink, and made a "you wait" gesture at him.
He then drew a crooked-nosed, slanted-eyed little man on the paper, and wrote next to him, "Mangy dog, annoying, the little man is so arrogant."
She had just finished drawing when Meng Anci's big head came over and asked with a kind look on his face.
"Sis, what are you gesturing for? Do you want me to get you some water? Or do you want me to give you a back massage? Oh... I see!"
He deliberately dragged out his words, raising his voice to a high pitch, "What... you mean you've hidden away some money?? And you're going to use it to buy me a saddle??"
Meng Anzhi stared at him menacingly. "My throat is broken, not my hand," she said, getting up abruptly. Meng Anci was so frightened that he darted out of the house.
Running and shouting, "Auntie, something terrible has happened! My sister's going to kill someone to cover it up... Auntie, Auntie, come out quickly!"
Jin Shanyao heard the shouts and had just come out of the house when Meng Anci pounced on her, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Meng Anci looked up, looking aggrieved, and said, "Auntie... my sister hit me without even asking what happened..."
Meng Anzhi's face flushed red with anger, her eyes fixed on Meng Anci.
Jin Shanyao stood between the two, asking, "Can anyone tell me what happened?"
Meng Anci, feeling wronged, "Auntie, don't ask... What's the point of asking? My sister's in a bad mood, she has nowhere to vent her anger, isn't it normal for her to hit me?"
"I understand, since I'm her brother... her biological brother."
You don't understand anything... You're going to die, you little green tea b*tch.
Meng Anzhi pounced like a tiger, grabbing Meng Anci by the collar and forcefully pulling him out from behind Jin Shanyao.
He slammed him to the ground and started hitting him, each punch landing squarely... Jin Shanyao's eyes twitched as she watched.
Unable to decide whose side to help, she desperately shouted, "When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail!"
Meng Anzhi gave Jin Shanyao a look that said, "Don't worry, I'll beat him senseless today."
Meng Anci felt as if he were surrounded by starlight, and had the illusion that it was getting dark.
He clutched his head and shouted, "Sister, sister... listen to me!"
Go ahead and talk to my fists, bang bang bang...
"Sister, sister, I also want you to overcome your psychological barrier and speak as soon as possible..."
You think you're so smart? bang bang bang...
"I can't let my sister get her face slapped..."
You have the nerve?! bang bang bang...
"Sister, Shiyan taught me this. He said if you lay a hand on someone, it's unreasonable..."
Snakes and rats are all the same, bang bang bang...
Jin Shanyao understood. Meng Anci was getting anxious because his sister hadn't spoken for a long time... He was using his own life as a catalyst to force Anzhi to speak.
Such a deep bond between siblings...
Jin Shanyao, pulled Meng Anzhi aside, "Alright, alright, Anci is just worried about you. Just say a few words to comfort him."
Meng Anzhi kicked Meng Anci and said angrily, "Get up and get me a glass of water."
Meng Anci was stunned. His sister hadn't become mute... she could actually speak, and her voice was even more pleasant than before.
No... she can speak but she doesn't, is she sick???
A moment later, Meng Anci stood by the table with a teacup in his hand. Meng Anzhi turned the pages of her book and coughed lightly... Meng Anci immediately handed her the teacup.
He whispered a warning, "Be careful, it's hot..."
Meng Anzhi glared at him, "Hot my ass... this is cold water..."
"Stay away from Shiyan in the future... You're full of bad intentions."
"Okay... I'll do whatever you say, sister," Meng Anci obediently, a triumphant smile playing on her lips.