The Strongest Face-S Chapter 109 - 109 109 Your Cucumber

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109: Chapter 109: Your Cucumber

“Brother Zhang.”

Ye Jingtian imdiately rose to his feet, set down his teacup, straightened his clothes, and slowly walked toward Zhang Dongyang.

Qin Shuang also stood up and followed behind Ye Jingtian, her eyes filled with curiosity as she observed Zhang Dongyang sitting atop the cargo truck.

Cropped hair, clothes on his body were incredibly cheap, just like Zhang Fan, he looked very ordinary.

She was really curious, how such an ordinary-looking man managed to raise Zhang Fan.

Zhang Dongyang’s face showed so embarrassnt.

He hadn’t expected that at this ti, the parents of his son’s little girlfriend would co for a visit.

Glancing at his sweat-soaked clothes, Zhang Dongyang leaped down lightly, patted the dust off his body, and seeing Zhang Fan running toward him with a smile, he raised his hand and slapped it on Zhang Fan’s forehead, “Soone’s here, why didn’t you call .”

If soone were coming, he, at the very least, should have dressed up a bit.

Looking at the opulence reflected in the attire of Ye Jingtian and his spouse, he naturally knew that these two were either rich or noble.

Although he did ntion to Ye Xuan at noon that they should et the parents soti, that was just a joke.

Zhang Fan was still in high school, and eting the parents was still a long way off.

Zhang Fan smiled helplessly.

As soon as he returned ho, he encountered the incident of Zhang Zhongliang selling their family house, then his future mother-in-law suddenly arrived, and just as he brewed a pot of tea, his future father-in-law also hurried over.

He simply hadn’t had the ti.

“Don’t bla Zhang Fan, Brother Zhang, it was our impromptu visit.

We couldn’t resist when we saw good tea,” Ye Jingtian said with a smile, his gaze also falling on Zhang Dongyang.

He was very curious about how such an ordinary-looking guy ca to possess a top-grade Da Hong Pao tea for over ten years.

Imdiately, Ye Jingtian extended his hand, laughing, “Ye Jingtian, this is my wife, Qin Shuang.”

Zhang Dongyang extended his hand awkwardly and shook hands with Ye Jingtian, then said, “Sorry for the poor welco, please be forgiving.”

Ye Jingtian shook his head, “We’re all family here, no need for such formalities, co now, try so of my tea-making skills.”

Ye Jingtian felt a bit embarrassed, having co in a hurry without bringing any gifts, yet he ended up drinking their top-grade Da Hong Pao.

He quickly went over to the stone table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Zhang Dongyang.

Zhang Dongyang’s nostrils flared, then he took a deep breath, tasted the tea lightly, and feeling the rich aroma, his eyes lit up.

He imdiately said to Ye Jingtian, “Impressive skills, far superior to my tea-brewing.”

Ye Jingtian also felt a little proud, after all, this was his only hobby; if he couldn’t even brew tea well, how could he claim to love tea?

He had personally learned tea art in Wuyi Mountain.

“Brother Zhang jests, co on, let’s have a few good drinks,” Ye Jingtian said with a laugh.

“Zhang Fan, go unload the stuff from the truck,” said Zhang Dongyang, then sat down beside Ye Jingtian, and both started to enjoy the tea.

Zhang Fan shrugged, jumped onto the cargo truck, looking at the pile of tal objects inside, and couldn’t help feeling surprised, “Dad, what are you buying all this stuff for?”

Zhang Fan took a closer look: fist-sized iron balls, thumb-thick iron chains, four sandbags, and even so military daggers.

“Haven’t exercised for a long ti, bought so stuff to practice with, and also to teach you so self-defense,” Zhang Dongyang sipped his tea and said slowly.

Self-defense?

Zhang Fan’s eyes imdiately brightened.

He rembered the slick moves his dad used to beat up Wu Ge; damn, he had wanted to ask his dad about this, but his dad had already started preparing.

Zhang Fan’s spirit soared, and he quickly started unloading the goods.

Once everything from the truck was unloaded, Ye Jingtian and Qin Shuang were sowhat taken aback.

What were all these things for?

Ye Yanran’s eyes, however, lit up.

She was here for two reasons: one was to find out the identity of Zhang Fan’s dad, and the other was to learn so skills from Zhang Fan’s dad.

Previously, due to her health, she could only stay in the Inspection Departnt after graduating, but now that she was better, her inner violence was spreading.

Zhang Fan, his hands on the two military daggers, played joyfully.

Ye Yanran ran over and snatched the military daggers from Zhang Fan’s hands.

At this point, she beca even more certain of Zhang Fan’s dad’s background.

He definitely had a special soldier pedigree!

This military dagger was roughly the sa as the ones she had seen in the military academy before, but the one in her hand was heavier and the blade narrower.

The groove on it was specifically for letting blood flow.

The row of sharp serrations on the spine was extrely practical—this was simply a divine artifact essential for wilderness survival.

Zhang Fan stared at the military dagger spinning in Ye Yanran’s hand, his eyes bulging out.

Yo, wasn’t he afraid of cutting his hand playing like that?

“Stop playing and go cook,” Zhang Dongyang called out.

Zhang Fan responded imdiately, “Right away.”

And with that, Zhang Fan dashed into the kitchen.

Qin Shuang watched Zhang Fan run into the kitchen and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Little Fan can cook too?”

Zhang Dongyang offered an awkward smile, “Since he was ten, it’s mostly been him cooking.

The food I cook can only guarantee that you won’t starve.”

Qin Shuang’s eyes softened even more.

Starting to cook at the age of ten, oh my, how much hardship has this child, Little Fan, gone through.

“I’ll go help Brother Fan,” Zhang Xiaoyuan said, running into the kitchen as she spoke.

“Yanran, what are you dawdling for?

Go help Little Fan,” Qin Shuang said to Ye Yanran.

Ye Yanran’s face froze as she stared blankly at her own mom.

Help Zhang Fan, that jerk, with cooking?

What a joke.

“Yanran, hurry up,” Ye Jingtian also urged at that mont.

Ye Yanran looked at her mom and dad, her heart wailing in despair.

Oh my, what kind of love potion had that jerk Zhang Fan fed her parents?

“I’ll go, too,” Ye Xuan declared, quickly running over.

Humph, she certainly wouldn’t let Zhang Xiaoyuan and Zhang Fan be alone together.

She could cook too.

Zhang Dongyang was dumbfounded, “This might not be a good idea.”

Ye Jingtian quickly waved his hands, “What’s not good about it?

Let the kids have their fun.

We’ll just enjoy our tea and wait to eat,” he said.

Zhang Fan’s eyes lit up as he saw Zhang Xiaoyuan, Ye Xuan, and Ye Yanran walk in.

Hehe, cooking while watching the beauties didn’t seem too bad either.

Since the kitchen wasn’t very spacious to begin with—Zhang Dongyang had only considered the needs of himself and Zhang Fan when designing it—it now felt a bit crowded with Ye Yanran and the others added to the mix.

Zhang Xiaoyuan ran to Zhang Fan’s side gleefully, quickly asking, “Brother, what can I do?”

Zhang Fan casually tossed a cabbage over, “Wash this.”

“And ?” Ye Xuan asked, blinking her eyes.

“You peel the garlic,” Zhang Fan handed her a garlic clove and then picked up the kitchen knife to cut the at himself.

Only Ye Yanran stood by the door, gritting her teeth as she glared at Zhang Fan.

All of a sudden, Zhang Fan turned around and tossed a cucumber her way, “Your cucumber.”

Ye Yanran quickly reached out to catch it, then froze.

Cucumber?