Chapter 1912 - 1892:

Chapter 1912: Chapter 1892:

When the old man returned to the small courtyard, Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu were happily chatting. They saw the grumpy old man come back, even carrying a bear that had been knocked out and dropped it on the ground.

"What’s going on?" He Wenyu looked puzzled. Clearly, the bear was not dead yet, so what’s the intention here?

"Barbecue, I’m here to help." The old man shouted angrily, "What else do you want to eat? I’ll go hunting for you!"

Luo Qianqian casually mentioned two things, and the old man quickly left. The two of them exchanged confused glances, feeling that something was off.

"What’s wrong with him? Is he going through menopause?" Luo Qianqian asked, puzzled. Why does it sound like things aren’t adding up? Obviously, eating delicious food is always a happy occasion, but suddenly he’s so angry. Doesn’t it seem unusual? There must be something else going on.

"Maybe it’s his monthly mood swing." He Wenyu looked equally perplexed, but she didn’t mind the food, especially the quality ingredients that could help nourish her parents later.

"At his age, I think it’s more likely to be menopause. Maybe we should give him some Yangeng Pills or something?" Luo Qianqian pouted, looking rather disgruntled. Usually, they were already quite moody, and now there’s another one, obviously not suitable for anything good, right?

"You should give him some women’s herbal medicine." He Wenyu chuckled aloud, "But honestly, it’s originally meant for male hormones, and you’re giving female hormones. Aren’t you worried he’ll turn into a sissy?"

"Is that really a problem?" Luo Qianqian looked at He Wenyu speechlessly, "If you’re being honest, menopause shouldn’t be exclusive to women, right? Why haven’t we heard of some kind of male herbal medicine, or maybe something for strength?" After all, at a certain age, there should be a transitional period, right? When a person is uncertain whether they’re middle-aged or elderly...

"Hmm, now that you mention it, isn’t there a male tonic for the organs?" Luo Qianqian pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling like she discovered something profound.

"But that’s not quite right..." He Wenyu mused, since organs exist in both men and women.

From a certain perspective, both genders can consume these, can’t they?

"Are we getting off topic?" Luo Qianqian tilted her head and asked, "Isn’t this not the point now? Whether it’s menopause or monthly mood swings."

"...The issue is, why is he unhappy?" He Wenyu asked with a strange expression, "Usually men think about these things more, right? Why is the girlfriend unhappy? Why is the girlfriend mad? Why did the girlfriend ignore me?"

"Hmm, makes sense. But do you think it’s this issue now?" Luo Qianqian asked as she skillfully started slicing off two bear paws, then skinning them...

He Wenyu was lighting the fire, also feeling a bit curious.

Watching the old man bring back a deer and a cow, the two of them looked at the old man even more peculiarly.

Clearly, they’re not dead! They were knocked out with one punch, the control is precise, isn’t it?

That’s not the point, the point is he hit them on the head? Broken antlers...

Watching the old man’s ruthlessly methodical dismembering, the courtyard filled with the scent of blood, the two were even more at a loss.

What’s the situation here? Why does it feel like communication is particularly difficult? It’s clearly a mix of menopause and mood swings! They dared not speak.

Even chopping bones creates sparks, and the meat isn’t even roasted, should’ve been well-done by the moves.

"Here I am," Fu Qing came joyfully with two fish, seeing two girls nervously watching the old man, sighed helplessly, stepped forward: "It’s okay, just frustrated from being fooled, it’ll pass."

After the meat aroma spread, the old man ate three pieces of half-raw meat, and his expression improved looking at He Wenyu, conflicted: "This is a bit too tender, isn’t there still blood threads inside..."

"Teacher, it’s not cooked yet..." He Wenyu, seeing that only two pieces of meat were left from her roasting, felt exasperated. After a while, she pointed at those two pieces: "This time, it’s fine."

Since it was grilled on the iron grid, occasionally some areas were slightly overcooked, but still delicious. Compared to the half-raw meat the old man was eating earlier, quite an improvement.

"Don’t eat raw," Luo Qianqian said seriously to Fu Qing, who eyed the food eagerly. She reached out to pat Fu Qing’s shoulder calmly, showing no clue that Fu Qing should be an elder.

He Wenyu: "..." Miss Luo Qianqian, when did you eat raw before?

However, Luo Qianqian wasn’t hungry, unlike them who probably didn’t enjoy the food.

After the old man finished his meal, Fu Qing finally ate his first piece of meat with tears in his eyes.

What could he do? They used to be on the same level, he could still compete. Now, it’s obvious the person higher in rank gets the privilege!

Even though the old man wouldn’t say anything, nobody else knew, but undeniably... he couldn’t ignore it, so he let the old man eat first.

The old man unhesitatingly exploited Fu Qing.

Thinking of this kid, if he didn’t know anything, how could he find him so precisely? Clearly a double agent! Infuriating to think about.

Wishing that Boss contributed nothing, so someone else cried with him?

Simply wishful thinking! He wouldn’t be troubled.

In the past, it was Fu Qing’s job, and in the future, it would be his job.

Not his responsibility before, but in the future, it may become his job.

Trying to trap him? Sorry, impossible!

Ultimately, he didn’t care about accolades, only whether he was happy; not as thoughtful as Boss.

Fu Qing, seeing the sly smile in the old man’s eyes, immediately felt uneasy...

That look, isn’t it holding a grudge already?

He immediately lowered his head in silence, munching meat, avoiding eye contact with the old man, fearing backlash.

But even without eye contact, grudges persist; unchanged...

"Shiqi, do you sense it? The teacher seems to have special feelings for Brother Fu Qing," He Wenyu whispered.

No guessing, Luo Qianqian glanced up twice, quickly lowered her head: "Don’t look at things improperly, hear improperly, say improperly."