The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

The afternoon sun poured down like a blazing flame, coating the bustling streets with a layer of dazzling golden color.

Driving on this vibrant road, with tall buildings standing on both sides, the glass curtain walls reflect the dazzling light, which is intertwined with the heat rising from the ground, creating a unique summer atmosphere.

The traffic is heavy, vehicles are shuttling back and forth, and the sound of horns and engines interweaves into a busy urban symphony.

Shops, restaurants, and cafes are lined up on both sides of the street. The colorful signs and billboards are even more bright and eye-catching under the scorching sun, attracting the attention of passers-by.

The air conditioner inside the car emits a slight coolness, which forms a sharp contrast with the scorching heat outside the car, making people temporarily forget the scorching summer heat.

Gu Ranle's car was not driving fast, and it took him an hour to return to Luo's Manor.

Luo Jiangdu was sitting anxiously in the living room. When he saw her come in, he stood up suddenly as if he had seen a savior.

"Gu Ranle, where have you been for most of the day? I was so worried!"

His tone was somewhat accusatory, but more concerned.

Gu Ran was happy to see that he looked anxious, and wondered if something had happened.

She looked around and saw that the servants were busy in an orderly manner without showing any signs of panic.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

She asked softly, her eyes unconsciously looking upstairs.

Luo Jiangdu sighed and explained, "I sent you a lot of messages but you didn't reply. I couldn't get through on the phone either. I was worried that you might be in trouble."

Gu Ranle took a deep breath, raised her hand and patted his shoulder, "Second brother, thank you for your concern. I am really touched."

After saying that, she took a step and walked straight upstairs, asking as she walked: "Is Grandpa awake?"

Luo Jiangdu followed closely behind, his mouth twitching, and he wanted to tease, "You've integrated into the role of this family quite quickly," but he swallowed the words back.

His eldest brother told him that not everyone in the family had the same expectations for Grandpa's health, and some even hoped that Grandpa would be relieved soon.

Grandpa adopted Gu Ranle as his godson, firstly because he really liked her, and secondly to make it easier for her to treat Grandpa's illness.

"I woke up for a while at lunch and felt pretty energetic. I ate something and got out of bed and walked a few steps, then went back to sleep."

"Have you taken the medicine I made for grandpa when I went out this morning?" Gu Ranle asked again.

"He drank it, and he kept complaining while drinking it, saying it was too bitter. He insisted on having candy, and he threw a tantrum if I didn't give him candy. You haven't seen him act like that. It's too shameful to watch."

Luo Jiangdu ruthlessly exposed his grandfather's shortcomings.

Gu Ranle had never seen that scene, so she couldn't imagine the old man's expression of complaining and acting like a spoiled child.

She had tasted all kinds of herbs since she was young, but she didn't think they were very bitter.

When he got upstairs, Gu Ranle was slightly stunned.

The two teams of Chinese and Western medicine, which had been competing against each other in the corridor, actually withdrew.

Luo Jiangdu noticed her surprise and said, "Grandpa saw them in the corridor this afternoon and got very angry and chased them away."

"gone?"

"They haven't left yet. They are all in the annex building on standby."

Gu Ranle nodded, thinking that they would not really withdraw completely.

Mr. Luo was sleeping peacefully in the bedroom. Gu Ranle carefully washed and disinfected her hands, then sat beside the bed, ready to start her diagnosis and treatment.

Luo Jiangdu stood aside. This was the first time he witnessed Gu Ranle treating a patient. He felt curious and amazed.

"Gu Ranle, who did you learn this acupuncture technique from? It's amazing!" he couldn't help but ask.

Gu Ranle's fingers nimbly shuttled between the silver needles without raising her head, and her tone was relaxed: "Self-taught, how about that, impressive, right?"

"Self-study?" Luo Jiangdu obviously didn't believe it, he shook his head.

Gu Ranle chuckled and finally looked up at him, "Why? You don't believe in my ability?"

"It's not that I don't believe in your ability, but I don't believe what you said about you learning by yourself." Luo Jiangdu came closer to observe, "I have done my homework. Acupuncture is profound and extensive. It is not so easy to learn by yourself. You must have a very great teacher!"

Gu Ranle did not deny it.

She studied medicine from her grandfather and great-grandfather since she was young.

These two elders are both well-known masters in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Their medical skills and medical ethics are like bright stars, illuminating her growth path.

While the needles were in place, Gu Ranle asked Luo Jiangdu to watch over her while she went back to her room, took a quick shower and changed her clothes.

Pack up and come over, just in time.

"Hey, do you have any special plans tonight? If you have nothing else to do, how about I treat you to a meal?"

Luo Jiangdu asked with a smile that was somewhat casual yet sincere.

Gu Ranle glanced at him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and uttered two words: "Something happened."

"What are you doing at night? Going out?"

"Well, I have to go to the Jiang family." Her answer was concise and direct.

Hearing this, Luo Jiangdu frowned unconsciously and asked in confusion: "Go to the Jiang family? Why are you going? Do you know anyone in the Jiang family?"

"Eat." Gu Ranle replied calmly, with a barely perceptible emotion in her voice.

Luo Jiangdu was stunned, his mouth slightly opened, as if he had heard something incredible: "No way, is our family still short of a bite of food for you? Do you really need to go to the Jiang family to eat for free?"

Gu Ranle did not respond directly to his teasing, but carefully cleaned all the used silver needles one by one, and then put them into the sterilizer one by one for strict disinfection.

Then, she took out another set of sterilized silver needles from the cabinet and put them into her backpack.

In this fast-paced era, many people prefer to use disposable acupuncture needles, but she is not used to it. She always feels that the subtle connection between her and the patient through the silver needles is missing.

In the real world, she had two sets of silver needles that accompanied her for many years. When she traveled here, the silver needles could not accompany her, so she could only re-create two sets of her own "old friends".

"The Jiang family's food is delicious." Gu Ranle picked up her backpack and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Luo Jiangdu hurriedly reached out to hold her back and asked for clarification, "No, what you said is not clear, you have to give me an explanation!"

Gu Ranle broke free from his restraints, sighed helplessly, and explained: "My mother, whom I have never met, is actually Mr. Jiang's daughter. In other words, I am Mr. Jiang's granddaughter."

"What?!" Luo Jiangdu's voice suddenly rose, his face full of disbelief, "Are you sure? Is this true?"

Gu Ranle nodded seriously, "I'm not kidding, this is true."

After saying that, she was ready to leave again. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind Luo Jiangdu: "When Fu Hanting comes back, tell him that I might be back late tonight and ask him not to wait for me. Also, remember to ask the kitchen to prepare some fish porridge. When the old man wakes up, he can eat as much as he can."

"Okay." Luo Jiangdu nodded blankly, but his heart was still digesting this sudden news.

On the way, Gu Ranle received a call from Song Yu.

Feng Hanlin had transferred Zhang Junyi to Gu Cheng and sent him to his clinic.

"Little girl, what is the relationship between Zhang Junyi and Feng Hanlin?" Song Yu also had some gossip.

Gu Ranle raised her eyebrows, "My former stepfather and stepson."

"Are you sure they are stepfather and stepson, and not biological father and son?" Song Yu asked back.

A white SUV in front suddenly changed lanes without turning on the turn signal. If Gu Ranle hadn't reacted quickly, it would have been rear-ended.

She frowned, slowed down the car, and then asked, "Uncle, what do you mean?"

Song Yu: "Don't you think Zhang Junyi looks a bit like Feng Hanlin?"

picture?

Gu Ranle didn't notice this.

After all, we only met once last night, and he was wearing an oxygen mask.

"Gu Xiaohei, is Zhang Junyi Feng Hanlin's biological son?"

【OK! 】

"Really?"

[More real than pearls! ]

"no……"

Gu Ranle expressed her incomprehension. If he was his biological son, why didn’t Old Man Feng tell his first love when he married her?

However, this cannot be verified as my first love is no longer alive.

She said, "I really didn't notice it. Uncle, you can ask Old Man Feng and see what he says."

"Is it appropriate?" Song Yu was unsure.

"What's inappropriate about that? Maybe he really is Old Man Feng's biological son. Old Man Feng has always regretted that he has no children. If he knew that his stepson is his biological son, he would definitely be happy."

Song Yu was quite excited when he heard this, "Okay, then I'll find a suitable time to ask him."

The white SUV in front also slowed down.

Gu Ranle keenly noticed this abnormality and decisively drove his car to the leftmost lane designed for turning.

Almost at the moment she changed lanes, the white SUV followed her movements and changed lanes as well.

Now Gu Ranle can be sure that there is something wrong with this white SUV.

"Uncle, I'm driving, let's not talk about it for now."

The red light at the intersection ahead came on at the right time, pressing the pause button on this silent contest.

The white SUV parked neatly behind the car in front, while Gu Ranle quickly and accurately completed another lane change.

This change just happened to lead a following vehicle to the rear of the white SUV, forming a natural barrier.

At this time, there were cars in front, behind, and on the right side of the white SUV, and a flower bed on the left side, so it couldn't move at all.

The people in the car watched Gu Ranle change lanes again, finally coming to the right lane, turning away, and disappearing from sight.

There were no suspicious vehicles on the road afterwards.

Outside the gate of the Jiang family's old house, Jiang Haisheng had been waiting for a long time, with a warm smile on his face.

"Miss Lele, you are here. The old man just woke up and kept talking about you. He insisted that I come to the door to check."

Gu Ranle smiled and nodded, and asked with concern: "How is he now?"

"Very well. Since I met you yesterday, Grandpa's mood has been like the sunshine in spring, bright and warm." Jiang Haisheng's words were full of relief.

Gu Ranle nodded and asked, "What's for dinner? Let's make some vegetable and lean meat porridge."

"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen and tell them." Jiang Haisheng said, then turned and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

In the bedroom, Mr. Jiang was lying on the bed, with the incense that Gu Ranle had brought him at noon placed beside the bed. The elegant and fresh fragrance filled the entire room, making people feel relaxed and happy.

When he saw Gu Ranle come in, Mr. Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up. He tried to lift the quilt and sit up to greet her, but was stopped by Gu Ranle.

"Just lie down and don't move." Gu Ranle said as he walked to the bed and sat down. "Butler Jiang has gone to the kitchen to prepare dinner. How about vegetable and lean meat porridge tonight?"

"Sure, sure." Mr. Jiang smiled contentedly like a child, "I haven't had vegetable and lean meat porridge for a long time."

"You can eat properly."

The two chatted for a while, and Gu Ranle turned the topic to Mr. Jiang's sleep. The old man said that his sleep quality was not good, and Gu Ranle took the opportunity to say that she could give him acupuncture to regulate his sleep.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jiang's eyes flashed with surprise, "You... know acupuncture? This skill is not easy to master."

Gu Ranle smiled modestly, "I just learned a little bit from an uncle, I don't know if it will work, let me give it a try."

"it is good."

Gu Ranle deftly took out the small bag of silver needles from her backpack and placed it on the small table beside the bed. She then got up and went to the bathroom to wash and disinfect her hands carefully to make sure everything was ready.

She knew that Mr. Jiang's physical condition was more complicated than Mr. Luo's. Although acupuncture could not cure it, it could at least bring him some relief.

During the acupuncture process, the entire room was quiet and solemn, with only the subtle sound of the silver needles touching the skin and the occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window.

Jiang Haisheng seemed to have deliberately avoided this period of time and did not come to disturb the two generations.

This arrangement allows Gu Ranle to focus more on the needlework in her hands, striving to make every stitch precise and accurate.

After the acupuncture was completed, Gu Ranle asked the old man to continue lying quietly for a while to feel the changes in his body.

Soon, the old man opened his eyes, his face filled with relaxation and satisfaction: "Oh, this feels really good, my body seems to be much more relaxed." As he said that, he was about to get up and get out of bed.

Gu Ranle hurried forward, pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, carefully picked up the old man, placed him steadily in the wheelchair, and then pushed him slowly forward in the yard.

It was getting late and the lights in the courtyard were lit up one by one, adding a touch of warmth and mystery to this ancient house.

"My family used to live here, and it was very lively at night, but now it's deserted."

Mr. Jiang looked at the scenery around him and couldn't help but sigh.

The boredom with the hustle and bustle when I was young has now turned into a desire for reunion.

Gu Ranle felt mixed emotions listening to the old man's sigh, but she did not respond directly to the emotion. Instead, she changed the subject.

"Is this house quite old?"

"Yes, it is more than a hundred years old." Old Master Jiang nodded and said, "But it has been rebuilt several times since then. Most of the buildings you see now were rebuilt fifty years ago."

After a slight pause, he said, "I heard your yard is very beautiful."

"It's OK. My father minored in landscape design in college, and he designed and built the yard himself."

"Your father is a very outstanding person." Mr. Jiang praised sincerely.

"Well, he is very kind." Gu Ranle changed the subject, "But kind people usually don't have good results."

Mr. Jiang opened his mouth and said, "He...I heard it was a car accident."

"Yeah, but car accidents are not accidents."