Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 62 - 061 Mutual dislike

Chapter 62: 061 Mutual dislike

The activity of the two attracted the attention of the others at the table. Tian Shouhua held his brother’s cotton-padded jacket with a big smile, and Tian Sisi also became interested. She vacated her seat, but still played peacekeeper on the side, "Arm-wrestling is fine, but we should determine who’s older to decide who’s the elder brother. My Brother Xin Hua is born in the year of the Rat, what about Brother He?"

"I was born in the year of the Tiger," He Chengsi said reluctantly. Hmph, a pretty boy is just a pretty boy, despite being two years older he still looks so frail, then he continued: "Just because you’re older doesn’t mean you’re stronger than me."

"Then let’s compete and find out," Tian Xinhua replied calmly with a light smile.

He Xuewen was about to stop his son, as they were guests in another’s home and shouldn’t be rude, but the Old Man Tian stopped him, saying smilingly: "Let it be, let the young ones have their fun. I also want to see who between your son and my grand-nephew is stronger."

The others also cheered on wanting to watch the fun, each stopping their drinking to watch He Chengsi and Tian Xinhua arm wrestle. Seeing this, He Xuewen no longer insisted and modestly remarked, "My Chengsi has just practiced some fancy but ineffective martial arts, relying only on his strength."

"If Wudang martial arts are considered fancy and ineffective, then there would be no true martial arts in the world. If this old man’s eyes aren’t deceiving him, then Mr. He’s son is practicing genuine Wudang Sect techniques!" said the Old Man Tian.

"Mr. Tian indeed has good eyesight. My boy is indeed practicing Wudang martial arts. I can see Mr. Tian also has excellent skills! An ordinary person wouldn’t have your spirit and energy."

"Not at all, what I practice is Baji Fist, which I learned from my platoon leader after joining the army. He was from Henan, a descendant of Baji Fist. Since I started late when my bones were already set, it wasn’t very effective. Among all my grandsons, only this grand-nephew of mine practices it the best. If we fought now, this old man would not be his match."

Mr. Tian smiled somewhat smugly; he felt limited accomplishment due to starting Baji Fist too late, which always regretted him, but seeing Tian Xinhua becoming proficient made him very happy.

"It takes ten years to be proficient in Tai Chi but only one year in Baji Fist to kill a man; Mr. Tian’s boxing is truly a lethal skill!" He Xuewen exclaimed.

"Mr. He knows his stuff! Even though I started late, this set of Baji Fist helped me kill quite a few Japanese. One punch for each, it felt so exhilarating to beat them till they were a mess!" The Old Man Tian seemed like he was back in those days fighting enemies, waving his arms excitedly and with great joy.

"Mr. Tian, you truly are a national hero!" He Xuewen expressed deep respect, as anyone who dares to fight and kill enemies during an invasion deserves respect.

"What hero or not, when the Japanese killed my whole family, leaving only me and Bajin as brothers, if I didn’t kill them to avenge my family, would I even be a man?" The Old Man Tian’s words stirred deep-seated hatred in Tian Bajin, who remembered the tragic moments vividly.

"Indeed, the Japanese are hateful. My grandparents and father were also killed by the Japanese." He Xuewen’s face showed grief; his once-renowned family, He Family, now only had him, a disabled man, and his young daughter, truly a disgrace to his ancestors.

Because of similar experiences, the Old Man Tian grew more favourable towards He Xuewen. Just then, Tian Xinhua and He Chengsi were ready to compete in arm-wrestling, while He Shouhua and Shou Jian Country were cheering for Tian Xinhua, and Tian Sisi was running back and forth, shouting, "Brother He, go for it!" in front of He Chengsi, and "Brother Xin Hua, go for it!" in front of Tian Xinhua.

"Whose side are you on, anyway?" Tian Shouhua couldn’t stand it anymore.

"I want to help both sides, it would be best if Brother He and Brother Xin Hua tied," Tian Sisi said, caught in a dilemma. She did not want He Chengsi to lose, nor did she want Brother Xin Hua to lose; of course, a tie would be best.

"Fence-sitter, Tian Sisi, you’re like a reed swaying in the wind," an exasperated Tian Shouhua raised his voice.

"Brother Shouhua, how can you say that? You should say I’m a peace-loving good comrade," Tian Sisi corrected earnestly, but soon she laughed at her statement.

"Ah, it’s really tiring talking with you, Brother Shouhua. All day long nitpicking words like a prissy Scholar, maybe you should change and talk more straightforwardly; aren’t we all ordinary people?" Tian Sisi tiptoed trying to pat Tian Shouhua’s shoulder, but not reaching it, she patted his chest instead.

"Tian Sisi, you’re the ordinary one, don’t think everyone is like you."

"Are you not ordinary? Don’t you eat, drink, defecate, and urinate?"

"You.... are you even a girl anymore?" Tian Shouhua became infuriated, his face turning beet red.

"I am definitely a girl, grandpa always says I’m the prettiest girl in the world." Tian Sisi said arrogantly, too lazy to talk to Tian Shouhua anymore, "I’m not talking to you, talking to you is really brain-draining. I want to watch Brother Xin Hua and Brother He arm wrestle."

Tian Shouhua was exasperated, thinking who really was the one being brain-draining? He really wanted to pull Tian Sisi back and educate her properly, letting her know what a girl should talk about.

The people in the room were all amused by Tian Sisi’s words. Only Ah Nan could out-talk Shouhua and leave him speechless; He Xuewen looked at Tian Sisi with an even more affectionate gaze, delighted that his treasure was living happily, like a blessed little princess.

"Old Man, your granddaughter is really adorable, a true mood-lifter."

"That’s right, I’m most proud of this granddaughter; she’s beautiful, sensible, and filial. She’s truly a treasure God has bestowed upon our family." The Old Man was especially happy when others praised Tian Sisi.

At this time, Tian Xinhua and He Chengsi were evenly matched in strength, rising and falling in the competition several times, nearly being pinned down to the table, but each time making a miraculous comeback. The intense matchup had everyone transfixed, not blinking an eye.

Tian Xinhua stared at He Chengsi across from him, thinking it couldn’t go on like this, he needed to quickly decide the match. With a thought, he suddenly made a very shocked expression. He Chengsi fell for it, turned his head to look, and Tian Xinhua seized the opportunity to pin him down on the table. Tian Shouhua immediately announced loudly, "Tian Xinhua wins!"

"You cheated!" He Chengsi, realizing he had been tricked when he turned back and saw nothing, jumped up angrily.

"That’s because you’re naïve. Haven’t you heard that all is fair in war?" Tian Xinhua calmly put on his jacket.

Although He Chengsi was not convinced, he was still a tough guy. He huffed and said, "You win this time, but next time I’ll make sure you cry for your mom and dad."

"I’ll be watching." Tian Xinhua smiled, looking completely unperturbed.

He Xuewen smiled amiably at the Old Man, saying, "Old Man, this grand nephew of yours is really talented; he will surely stand out in the future."

"Where, where, he’s just a naughty country bumpkin." The Old Man was quite proud, but he still remained modest.

Tian Sisi quickly served a big piece of chicken to Tian Xinhua and He Chengsi each, "Brother Xin Hua and Brother He, you both worked hard. Have some chicken."

He Chengsi and Tian Xinhua each grunted, bowed their heads, and began eating the chicken. Tian Xinhua purposely said, "Ah Nan, I want some braised pork, not too fatty, not too lean. Can you pick a piece for me?"

"Oh, Brother Xin Hua, here you go," Tian Sisi obediently picked a piece of braised pork with balanced fat and leaned it into Tian Xinhua’s bowl.

Although He Chengsi and Tian Sisi were not that close, he wasn’t foolish and knew how to provoke Tian Xinhua. He pretended to want some meat too but felt shy to pick it himself. Sure enough, Tian Sisi saw this and also picked a piece of braised pork for him. He Chengsi happily ate the delicious meat, sending a triumphant look towards Tian Xinhua.

The two thus continued their tacit battle without bloodshed. The one who truly suffered was Tian Sisi, busy serving a piece of fish to Tian Xinhua at one moment, and a piece of chicken egg to He Chengsi at another, bustling around joyfully, unaware that He Chengsi and Tian Xinhua were both overeating. As everyone dispersed after the meal, the two burped loudly, in a well-coordinated sequence.

When everyone had left, Jianguo took the opportunity while He Xuewen and his son went upstairs to rest, dragging the Old Man into the room, "Grandpa, this He Xuewen is no good."

Jianguo disclosed everything He Xuewen had inquired about his cousin recently on the tractor, leaving the Old Man puzzled about He Xuewen’s intentions. Was He Xuewen here for Ah Nan? Could it be...? The Old Man was startled by the possibility, stabilized his mind, and patted Jianguo’s head, saying:

"Jianguo, well done, don’t worry. The two, He Xuewen and his son, are not bad people. Grandpa is still unsure of their intentions, but one thing is certain, they are not kidnappers. Be at ease Jianguo. Tomorrow, when you see them, don’t be rude like you were today. You need to learn to hide your emotions, not letting others know what you’re thinking, understand?"

Jianguo felt a bit confused, but he understood one thing: not let others know what he was thinking. Little did the Old Man know that his words would turn Jianguo into a stealthy little fox in the future.

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