The Anarchic Consort (3) LAST PART

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Chapter 1159: I Kneel for My Brother

"It's useless for you to go home like this." Bai Zhun held Little Baldy in his arms as he applied medicine on the child. His eyes revealed a depth that did not match his age.

Xiao Lin was smart to begin with. "You mean you want to use some tricks?"

"Yes." Bai Zhun's voice is very faint. "I'll take care of the Lin family. Hailou, go home first and bring some steamed buns that Auntie Wang made. Don't go out even if Uncle Li knocks on the door. Persist until the afternoon and don't eat. Just say that you have no appetite because you're mad at the Zhang Family. Then tell Uncle Li that the Zhang family has been in contact with the Sun family in the south recently, wanting to remove some of the veterans's subsidies. "..."

"F * ck! How did you know about this?" Little Gangster Li was utterly impressed. He could only hear his father discussing these kind of things with other adults. How did Master Bai Know? But his father hated people who were harsh on veterans the most.

Bai Zhun lowered his eyes and blew on Little Baldy's hands. Seeing that the child drawing back in pain, his hands also tightened. "This will not be forgotten just like that."

Xiao Lin understood what Bai Zhun meant. He did not continue speaking and brought Little Gangster Li out of the door.

Since noon that day, the Xiao and Li families began to get anxious.

Especially the two grandmothers.

"What's going on? Why isn't my grandson eating anything?" Little Gangster Li's grandmother, too, used to have a rank in the military. Usually, her grandson ate like he was at war, but why was he so listless today?

Grandma Li's first thought was to ask Little Gangster Li's father, "Tell me, did you hit Hailou again? !"

"How could I dare to hit your precious grandson?" Little Gangster Li's father was also puzzled. "What's going on with that kid today? What mischief is he up to now?"

Grandma Li slapped the back of her son's head. "How could you say that about your son? Why don't you go up and ask!"

Little Gangster Li's father thought that he had to ask. If he didn't ask clearly, the Li family wouldn't be able to have peace.

When there was a knock on the door...

Little Gangster Li was happily eating meat buns. When he heard his father's voice, he choked. Only after drinking three big mouthfuls of mineral water, did he regain his breath by forcefully patting his chest.

"Phew, I almost choked to death," Little Gangster Li muttered as he quickly packed the remaining buns into plastic bags and stuffed them into the drawer. He even began fanning himself. When the taste was gone, he opened the door from the inside.

As soon as Little Gangster Li's father entered, he saw his son leaning against the wall, imitating Lin Daiyu. He still looked a little sick.

"Don't you have a fever?" Little Gangster Li's father examined him from head to toe. "Why is your face so red?"

That was because he choked on water, but afraid that his father would find out, Little Gangster Li immediately changed the topic. First, he told him everything that happened this morning, then he told him about the exploitation of veterans.