Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 421 - 420: The Fear of an Educated Hooligan

Chapter 421: Chapter 420: The Fear of an Educated Hooligan

In front of the younger generation, Fang Ming’s face turned red. Ning Weiguo once again demonstrated the behavior that an elder should exhibit; taking advantage of Fang Ming’s distracted heart, he squeezed past her and entered the living room directly.

Lin Tian admired him once again. Ning Weiguo really had an impeccable sense of timing and thick skin; he had slipped inside before Fang Ming could even respond.

Sometimes with women, one must be direct and conquer; otherwise, a beautiful woman might think you lack masculinity. As a man, if you aren’t proactive and direct, do you expect the woman to make the first move? Ning Weiguo executed this principle perfectly.

Fang Ming, pushed aside, also quickly came to her senses and pointed at Ning Weiguo angrily, "You... you old rogue, are you trying to infuriate me to death?"

Lin Tian exchanged a glance with Ning Luoxi and also seized the opportunity to go in, then he promptly closed the door, marking the first step of a thousand-mile march.

However, before Lin Tian could rejoice for more than a minute, Fang Ming angrily walked into the kitchen. The sight when she came out gave Lin Tian quite a shock.

Because Fang Ming was now brandishing a shiny cleaver; the sharp stainless steel blade gleamed with a chilling light.

She faced Ning Weiguo, holding up the knife, and huffed, "Hmph, Ning Weiguo, your thick skin hasn’t lessened over the years. Get out, or I’m going to take action."

Goodness, the beautiful and gentle Aunt Fang was actually wielding a kitchen knife to chase someone away; this completely shattered the image Lin Tian had in his mind. He truly hadn’t expected Fang Ming to have such a fierce side. It appeared that Ning Luoxi’s fierceness wasn’t just inherited from her father—Fang Ming also played a significant role.

"Hey, Miss Luoxi, why is Aunt Fang so fierce as well?" Lin Tian asked quietly.

"My mom and dad both grew up in a military compound. It might be why they developed a soft exterior but a tough interior—they seem gentle usually, but can be pretty intense when angry," Ning Luoxi said helplessly.

That explained it. Lin Tian had thought it strange; with Ning Weiguo’s thick skin and shameless sweet talk, he should have been able to win over Fang Ming, yet why had he not succeeded for so many years?

The main reason it seemed, was that at critical moments, Fang Ming would always grab a knife and chase Ning Weiguo away.

Yes, the most critical moment had arrived. If they couldn’t get past this point, this reconciliation attempt would fail. Ning Weiguo’s expression had already fallen, and he seemed ready to beat a hasty retreat, probably because he was worried that Fang Ming might hurt herself in her agitation.

"Xiao Ming, don’t get too worked up. What will you do if you hurt yourself? Never mind, I better leave," Ning Weiguo said anxiously.

He finally admitted defeat. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to persist, but the potential outcome could harm Fang Ming, so he preferred to leave.

Lin Tian, however, grabbed Ning Weiguo, raising his voice, "Hold on, don’t leave yet."

"Xiao Tian, what are you doing? Let him go!" Fang Ming said, having come out with the cleaver but actually had never moved; she was just posing all along.

Lin Tian saw this clearly. Years of feelings don’t just disappear overnight. Ning Weiguo was confused at the critical moment. If it were me, I’d snatch the knife away immediately, start with a forceful kiss, kiss her until she’s breathless, kiss her until she’s weak in the knees, and see if she still talks tough!

"Aunt Fang, I’m on your side. Look at how detestable Uncle Ning is, why don’t you give him a couple of slashes to vent your anger?" Lin Tian unexpectedly said.

These words stunned Ning Luoxi and her father. You’re here for reconciliation, how do you end up fanning the flames!

Even Fang Ming was confused as she asked dubiously, "Xiao Tian, what do you mean by this?"

"Obviously, I’m helping Aunt Fang vent her anger," Lin Tian said, then grabbed the hand Fang Ming held the knife with and pulled it towards Ning Weiguo.

He pointed at Ning Weiguo’s butt and said, "Aunt Fang, chop here, there’s plenty of flesh here, he won’t die."

"Lin Tian, you..." Ning Luoxi almost fainted from anger, who teaches people like that?

But Lin Tian didn’t care about her; he secretly winked at Ning Weiguo, who fortunately didn’t make another blunder and immediately got the hint.

With a cheeky glare, he said, "Xiao Ming, go ahead, if chopping me a couple of times will make you feel better, just do it, I, Ning Weiguo, won’t frown even once!"

"You..." Fang Ming was suddenly at a loss, unsure of what to do.

Seizing the opportunity, Ning Weiguo quickly grabbed the kitchen knife then carefreely dashed into the kitchen with the vegetables from the floor, saying as he went, "Xiao Ming, given that Xixi and Brother Lin are here for a visit, if you have to be angry, let me cook something delicious first, we can talk about everything else after eating."

Before he even finished speaking, Ning Weiguo had started slaughtering chickens and fish in the kitchen, fully utilizing his thick-skinned advantage; Lin Tian had to admire, Ning Weiguo’s skin could be as thick as mine.

With things having come to this, Fang Ming could only sit down angrily.

Ning Luoxi glared fiercely at Lin Tian and snorted, "You guys are ganging up to bully my mom, this is hooliganism."

Hehe, this little girl can’t even handle this, wait until she sees what’s more vigorous later; Lin Tian smirked, indifferent, what’s wrong with hooligan acts as long as it gets the job done.

Isn’t there a saying, "Afraid not of a hooligan who can fight, but of a hooligan who is educated"; I’m an educated hooligan indeed! Lin Tian shamelessly thought.

"Aunt Fang, this is a bouquet of roses Uncle Ning personally picked for you." Lin Tian took the flowers from the coffee table and handed them to Fang Ming, smiling.

Fang Ming took them, yet said, "You think I don’t understand? These are clearly geraniums, not roses."

His lie was exposed in an instant, even Lin Tian, thick-skinned as he was, felt a bit ashamed.

But Fang Ming didn’t pay attention to Lin Tian’s embarrassment and muttered softly, "Geraniums..."

Hey, why does Aunt Fang keep muttering about geraniums, could there be something wrong with them?

"Mom, these geraniums..." Ning Luoxi hesitated, feeling like anything she said would seem like an excuse.

"Hmph, I didn’t expect this old man to still remember to send geraniums," Fang Ming unexpectedly snorted.

"Aunt Fang, is there a story behind this?" Lin Tian asked.

Fang Ming reminisced for a moment, seemed to recall something happy, actually smiled, and then said, "Initially, it was because of the geraniums that I married Ning Weiguo."

"Ah..." Both Lin Tian and Ning Luoxi sounded very surprised, the story behind these geraniums wasn’t simple.

"Xixi, haven’t you ever asked me how I fell for your dad, this big lug? It was because of the geraniums. We were just acquaintances, nothing official, in our early twenties. That year, on Chinese Valentine’s Day, Ning Weiguo suddenly gave me a big bunch of geraniums; I thought he didn’t understand and had mistaken them for roses," Fang Ming said softly.

She paused and then said, "But he said he was giving me geraniums because he knew every month when I had my period I would have stomach pains, so he went around asking for home remedies and found out that fresh geraniums steeped in brown sugar water could treat it. It was this gesture that made us official, and eventually, I married him."

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