The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler Chapter 843 - 843 Fat Wan and the Ancestor, Doting on His Grandchildren

Chapter 843 - 843 Fat Wan and the Ancestor, Doting on His Grandchildren

843 Fat Wan and the Ancestor, Doting on His Grandchildren

The Saintess was an envoy from the heavens and was a very transcendent existence in the entire Nether Capital. However, with Sikong Ye’s strength, he did not take the envoy that others chased after seriously.

When he heard that the person who hurt his little great-granddaughter was the Saintess of the Nether Capital, Sikong Ye did not even lift his eyelids and let out a disdainful snort.

The Saintess naturally understood where this snort came from. It was none other than the Saintess that everyone was afraid of. In the eyes of the Ancestor, she was like an ant that could be pinched to death with one hand. Otherwise, why did she never barge into the Nether Mountain despite having the qualifications to enter? Why did she always restrain herself and stay in her Holy Temple? Did she really think that she was lazy and could not walk?

“Why did she hit you?” Sikong Ye asked coldly.

The Saintess said, “Her mother s.n.a.t.c.hed my things. I went to ask for them, but she injured me.”

This matter was not made up by the Saintess. After all, when Yu Wan first entered the Nether Capital, Lan Jiao had indeed s.n.a.t.c.hed a Gu King away. Yu Wan had indeed gone to ask for it. She was indeed injured that night.

The only difference was that when she was injured, she was the Saintess, but now she had become “Lan Yu”. However, the ancestor would not know this. The ancestor would only know that she had been injured by that brat.

Sikong Ye frowned and said, “Don’t you even have a guard? How can that kind of dilettantish injure you with just middling?”

After all, she was an expert ranked in the top five of the Nether Capital. However, this ancestor actually said that she was a dilettantish. The Saintess took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to vomit blood. She said in a low voice, “My family is poor and can’t afford guards. I still borrowed money from the villagers to come to the Nether Capital.”

Only by living a wandering life among the commoners could this ancestor dote on her more, right? As expected, after hearing the Saintess’s words, Sikong Ye hugged her arm even tighter. “Who else is in the family?”

“That’s all. I’m the only one left,” The Saintess choked out.

Sikong Ye carried the Saintess back to the Chaoyang Hall. When the disciples in the hall saw that their immortal-like ancestor had actually carried a girl back, they were all frightened. After Sikong Ye entered the room, the disciples exploded.

“Who is that girl?”

“It’s the one that the Ancestor brought back last night, right? The Ancestor carried her back last night like this too…”

“Could it be that the ancestor has finally bloomed and taken a fancy to a little girl at his age?”

Sikong Ye only instructed his disciples to serve the girl he brought back well, but he did not say her ident.i.ty. Therefore, no one guessed that she was his little great-granddaughter. They only felt that that girl had great fortune and would probably be their ancestral mother in the future.

“Is our Chaoyang Hall finally going to have a mistress?”

“Shh! Lower your voice! Don’t let the Ancestor hear you! Disperse. The Ancestor’s matter is not something we can guess. Let’s do our duty in peace and try our best to be loyal to the Ancestor!”

The disciples dispersed.

Sikong Ye carried the Saintess back to her room. Her ankle was seriously injured, and her entire ankle and instep were swollen. Sikong Ye used his internal energy to disperse the blood clots for her. In the blink of an eye, her foot recovered to its original state.

“Get up and take two steps,” Sikong Ye said.

“Okay!” The Saintess obediently stood up and took a few steps. It really didn’t hurt anymore!

Rumble~

The Saintess’s stomach growled.

In the morning, she had only drunk a bowl of bamboo chicken ginseng soup and was injured outside. It was inevitable that she was hungry.

“Eat first,” Sikong Ye said.

In other words, he would take revenge after eating.

The Saintess had no reason to disagree. She nodded and revealed an obedient expression. “I’ll listen to you.”

Sikong Ye asked his disciple to set up the food, but he did not eat. He just sat there and watched the Saintess eat.

If the Saintess ate too slowly, he would frown. If the Saintess ate a few more bites, his brows would relax.

The Saintess had the illusion that she was deeply doted on. She was the strongest Saintess of the Lan family since she was born and could be considered to have grown up in the palm of others. However, the meaning of being supported by ordinary people was incomparable to being supported by the most powerful expert in the entire Nether Capital.

Old Ancestor Sikong was an existence that could compete with the legendary Nether King. If nothing had happened to Saintess Lan Yi back then, he might have been the true Nether King.

The Saintess could not help but be jealous of Yu Wan again. What kind of dog s.h.i.t luck did that girl have? Why did she get to have all the good things in the world? No one knew better than her how unreasonable Old Ancestor Sikong was, but it was precisely because of this that his love seemed especially precious. Moreover, he did not look old at all. Although he had a head of silver hair, he was peerless and was like a G.o.d from the nine heavens.

The Saintess could not think further. The more she thought about it, the more jealous she would be of that brat.

“I’m full,” said the Saintess.

Sikong Ye frowned slightly, clearly not satisfied with her appet.i.te. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the Saintess was a girl who had reached marriageable age, but in Sikong Ye’s eyes, she was still a little girl. It was not good for her to eat so little.

Sikong Ye pushed the bowl of rice in front of the Saintess. “Eat.”

The Saintess, who had never had a big appet.i.te, was stunned. “Huh?”

Other people’s children were fat and round, but his child was thin and deflated. It was obvious that she had never been properly fed. Sikong Ye was a qualified elder and would never allow his little great-granddaughter to starve into a little skinny monkey.

“Eat it,” Sikong Ye said firmly.

In order to act as a good great-granddaughter who had suffered among the commoners and was not picky, she had already finished the rice in her bowl. One had to know that when she was still the Saintess, her three meals combined were not even as much as one bowl.

She was already a little full. “Ancestor, I…”

“Eat it and don’t make me say it a third time!” He was an elder who doted on his children, but he would never allow his children to be picky!

The Saintess braced herself and took the bowl of rice, eating it with her life.

Sikong Ye realized that she did not eat dishes and only ate rice. No wonder she was not strong anymore.

Sikong Ye picked up a few mouthfuls of fat and greasy red braised pork for her. When the vegetarian Saintess saw those trembling lumps of fat meat, she even wanted to die! It was not enough for Sikong Ye to pick up a large piece of fat meat. He even picked up two large drumsticks, making the Saintess roll her eyes.

Seeing that she was so full even with such a small amount of food, it could be seen how hard she had lived among the commoners in the past. Was she starving till her appet.i.te became small? Sikong Ye became even more certain of his determination to nurture his child and strengthen her.

By the time the meal was over, the Saintess was half dead. If there were a few more meals, she felt that she could die here.

“Ancestor… Ancestor, should we…” Take revenge on the “Saintess”?

Sikong Ye understood what she meant. He did not suspect anything because of her anxiety. If he was bullied, he should fight back. This was only right and proper. He had originally planned this too, but now, he had more important things to do.

He called over the disciples of the Chaoyang Hall and asked them how to raise the children. When he was still the young master of the Sikong family in his early years, he had seen many children. However, meeting them was one thing, and raising them himself was another.

The disciples were stunned. The ancestor had not summoned them for hundreds of years, but the moment he did, he actually asked them how to raise children?!

“Although I’ve never given birth, I have a younger brother…”

It was that young disciple called Jinghong. He kept talking about his parents’ parenting scriptures. It was nothing more than eating well, drinking well, dressing well, and sleeping well.

Sikong Ye frowned deeply. There were no women in the Chaoyang Hall, and his little great-granddaughter did not even have a change of clothes.

At that moment, Sikong Ye brought the Saintess, who had lost half her life because she ate too much, out of the Nether Mountain and went to the market to buy.

The Saintess lay paralyzed in the carriage, not wanting to move. She was really about to die of hunger and her stomach was about to burst!

“Candied hawthorn—candied hawthorn—”

Along the street, a hawker called the candied hawthorn seller walked past. Sikong Ye saw an auntie walking over with a seven-year-old girl. The auntie bought a stick of candied hawthorn for the little girl. Sikong Ye nodded after being taught, jumped off the carriage, and bought a stick of candied hawthorn for his child.

Just as he turned to get into the car with the candied hawthorn in his hand, he saw a chubby little figure at the stall from the corner of his eye.

Looking at the side, it was a girl about the same age as his child. There were a few bowls of glutinous rice b.a.l.l.s in front of her, and four of them had been finished by her. She was eating the fifth bowl. Soon, the stall owner presented her with a large plate of roasted meat skewers.

She ate a mouthful of salty roasted meat and a mouthful of sweet glutinous rice b.a.l.l.s.

Sikong Ye was very envious. Look, this was someone else’s child. It would be great if his child could also be raised to be so fair and fat. As he was thinking, the fat little girl said, “Another bowl of glutinous rice b.a.l.l.s!”

When the Saintess in the carriage heard this familiar voice, she sat up! She lifted the curtain and looked in the direction of the voice. From her angle, she could only see the other party’s back. However, she had not spent more than ten days with her for nothing. She almost recognized her at first glance.

She had searched high and low for it, only to find it without any effort.

The Saintess smiled coldly. “Can’t you just obediently stay in the Sikong Manor? You can still live for a day or two. Don’t blame me for being impolite when you come knocking on my door!”

The Saintess alighted from the carriage and came behind Yu Wan. She patted Yu Wan’s shoulder indifferently. She was only waiting for Yu Wan to turn around and tell the ancestor loudly that this was the culprit who injured her.

Unexpectedly, before she could speak, Yu Wan threw herself into her arms. “Sister—I’ve worked so hard to find you—”