My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Crazy Beauty-Chapter 208 Four Elders Converge

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Chapter 208: Chapter 208 Four Elders Converge

Tang Chuxia thought about the child in the book.

"You tell me the truth, have I changed?"

The old Taoist’s nose twitched, his mouth watering with covetousness.

"If you think you have changed, then you have, if you think you haven’t, then you haven’t!"

Nonsense!

The most annoying thing about stinky Taoists is that they often speak in such ambiguous terms.

Just as Tang Chuxia was about to threaten the old Taoist with a chicken leg, a bald monk with seven prayer scars on his head popped up at the door.

"Old baldy, did you come sniffing around for the smell too?"

Before Tang Chuxia could say anything, the duster in the old Taoist’s hand flew up, and he began questioning the old monk who was walking in through the doorway.

The old monk chuckled, "If you stinky Taoist are here, why can’t I come?"

Tang Chuxia looked at the two of them.

So they knew each other.

Then she remembered what the old monk had said, "Was your talk of my impending demise just hot air?"

The old monk was gulping down saliva: "So fragrant!"

Tang Chuxia rolled her eyes.

The old Taoist hurriedly said, "All the chicken legs are mine!"

Tang Chuxia was speechless and could only say, "Give him the chicken wings!"

The old Taoist didn’t want to agree, but the old monk happily said, "The poor monk is fine with that!"

The old Taoist cursed, "You philandering monk, why hasn’t Buddha taken you yet?"

The old monk just laughed, not getting angry at all.

Six of one, half a dozen of the other, they were pretty much the same.

Tang Chuxia moved two chairs for them to sit outside in the yard, as none of them would enter the house, just waiting to eat.

After sitting down, Tang Chuxia then said to the old Taoist, "He said I was in danger of losing my life!"

The old Taoist was annoyed, "Even though he’s a philandering monk, he still catches the attention of their Buddha."

Meaning the old monk did have some skills.

The old monk intoned, "Amitābha!"

The old Taoist, impatient with hearing this, reluctantly followed with, "Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

Really childish!

Tang Chuxia couldn’t bother with them; the two of them together were probably a hundred and fifty years old, yet they talked like this.

But today was destined to be a lively day, not only a Taoist and a monk came to the house, but even the reclusive Third Grandpa also showed up.

Tang Chuxia had no intention of entertaining the old Taoist and the old monk, but Third Grandpa was different; he was part of the Tang Family and an elder, so she quickly stood up to greet him respectfully.

Third Grandpa waved her off, "I’m here for the two of them!"

Tang Chuxia moved a chair for Third Grandpa to sit.

As soon as Third Grandpa sat down, he said, "It’s rare to see you two together!"

The old Taoist was particularly disdainful of Third Grandpa, "You grave digger, what are you doing here? Bringing bad luck!"

The old monk also showed a face full of contempt, "Have you finished with your affairs below? Deigning to come see the sunlight?"

Snide, aren’t they?

If someone else saw this, they would question life itself.

Since when did Taoists lack integrity and monks lack tolerance?

Yet Tang Chuxia saw it all, and what surprised her even more was Third Grandpa saying, "Compared to you two disreputable old baldies and stinky Taoists, I’m much cleaner, at least I only deal with the dead!"

Third Grandpa glanced into the kitchen, "Are these two fighting over chicken legs and wings?"

Tang Chuxia nodded blankly; weren’t the chicken wings her last-minute arrangement?

Third Grandpa waved his hand, "Then the rest is mine!"

Tang Chuxia: ...

You really aren’t shy.

Ten chickens!

Aren’t you afraid of bursting?

Today Tang Chuxia witnessed what is called "shameless with age"!

These three were the perfect examples.

But I couldn’t say anything, I could only nod obediently, after all Third Grandpa is the elder.

"Also, go get some wine for me, I’ll have a drink later!"

After receiving the instruction from Third Grandpa, Tang Chuxia had no choice but to fetch the wine; today she was just a little maid, working and serving them.

The chicken wasn’t ready yet, so they each scraped together a bit of dried meat and peanuts and started drinking directly.

Fortunately, given their age, they weren’t too boisterous, just sipping respectfully, each showing good taste with alcohol.

"What do you think about the girl’s fate?"

The old monk spoke first, the old Taoist waved his hand: "Whatever you think is pointless!"

Third Grandpa joined in, "We’re missing one person, that’s the key!"

As they were talking, Elder Huang walked in, carrying a jar of wine.

Tang Chuxia realized that this get-together must have been arranged beforehand.

They had all come to drink at their house.

"They’ve divided up the chicken!" Tang Chuxia warned first and foremost.

Elder Huang burst into laughter: "No matter, I can fight for it!"

Tang Chuxia: ...

Fine!

As long as you’re happy.

She simply carried a stool over to sit next to them and listen, curious to see what they would do.

Elder Huang first bowed to the three elders before sitting down, then he started pouring wine for each of them in turn.

It was clear that he was the junior among them.

"Has the girl’s fate changed?"

Elder Huang asked tentatively, the old Taoist laughed: "Did you notice anything back then?"

Elder Huang smiled a bit self-consciously.

In his eyes, these three, despite their simple lifestyles, were all figures he looked up to.

"Just some speculations, not sure if they are correct or not!"

Elder Huang glanced at Tang Chuxia: "This girl’s soul is stable now, not destined for a short life!"

The old Taoist waved his hand: "Not that simple, this girl is very strange and disobedient! Whether she can live long is another question."

Tang Chuxia felt like she was just an exhibit, being discussed at their leisure.

It was downright disrespectful.

But she really didn’t dare to argue.

"Divine Power out of control?"

The old monk asked Tang Chuxia, who shook her head: "Just exhausted and uncomfortable after using it!"

The old Taoist nodded: "But you recover too quickly, must’ve had some fortuitous encounter!"

Tang Chuxia forced a laugh; she dared not tell the truth.

"But trouble is coming soon!"

Tang Chuxia was confused and didn’t understand what Third Grandpa meant, she was just about to inquire when she heard him say: "Later, no matter who comes and what they say, just agree with it!"

Tang Chuxia was even more puzzled, not understanding Third Grandpa’s intentions.

The old Taoist beside her was counting on his fingers: "Listen to your Third Grandpa, this old ghost doesn’t speak idly!"

Tang Chuxia had an inkling something was about to happen, but the courtyard filled with the delicious aroma of meat made it hard for her to immerse herself, especially as Licorice called out: "Sister Xiaxia, the braised chicken is ready, should we braise tofu and dried vegetables too?"

Tang Chuxia nodded frantically.

Ever since she came here, though she had had tasty food, she still missed the flavor of the braised dishes.

The old Taoist followed up immediately: "Potato slices, eggs!"

The old monk: "Dried beancurd sticks, tofu skin!"

Third Grandpa: "Kelp, lotus root slices!"

Elder Huang: "Eggplant, green chili peppers!"

Tang Chuxia: ...

You guys really know how to eat!

But before she could go help, someone knocked on the courtyard gate.

Tang Chuxia could only go see who it was because Elder Huang had said not to let anyone in.

As soon as Tang Chuxia opened the door, she saw a card handed over by Tang Wanqiu; as she opened it, Tang Chuxia’s pupils shrank sharply.

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