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"You're calling me and asking who I am? Are you stupid?" I retorted without holding back, irritated by such foolishness.
To my surprise, the voice on the other end became even sharper. "Your phone? Isn't this A-Shang's number?"
"I don't know what you're talking about! You dialed the wrong number!" I was done with this conversation and hung up.
Who would have thought that less than a minute later, she called again. "This is Qi Zunshang's mobile number! Quickly tell me who you are!" If I could see her face, I imagined it would be twisted in a fierce expression, as if she wanted to devour me.
Qi Zunshang?
Oh no! Was she looking for Su Anrong? How did she end up on my phone!?
"Mommy, Daddy must have forwarded his calls to your number," Rice explained from the side.
I cursed Su Anrong a hundred times in my mind. How could he transfer calls to me without a heads-up? Wasn't that just asking for trouble?
But this woman was so arrogant, and I wasn't someone to be easily bullied. She could try to squash me, but she wouldn't even get close!
"Oh, so you're looking for my husband? He's busy giving me a foot massage right now. If you have something to say, just tell me!" Haha, just thinking about Su Anrong pampering me made me feel great!
Alright, this was something I could only fantasize about in my mind.
"What? You're actually having A-Shang give you a foot massage?" Shu Ru exclaimed.
"Look at how you phrase that! It's not like I asked him to; he insisted on doing it for me. What can I say? We're just that in love," I replied while signaling Rice to imitate Su Anrong's voice.
At that moment, Rice understood my intent and immediately shouted into the phone in Su Anrong's voice, "Honey, is the water too hot? Hang up and enjoy your husband's care!"
I couldn't help but look at Rice with newfound respect. Where did such sweet-talking skills come from at such a young age?
"Alright, my husband is calling me, so you can play by yourself!" I triumphantly hung up the phone and high-fived Rice to celebrate my victory.
"Mommy, do you really like it when others wash your feet?" Rice asked, blinking his big, dark eyes.
"Well... it's okay. I was just trying to annoy that woman. Of course, if someone wants to wash my feet, I wouldn't refuse. Hahaha!"
"Then I'll wash them for you tonight!"
Rice said this and surprisingly set aside his favorite Bald Qiang to fetch me some hot water!
Son, don't make me too emotional.
Soon, he returned with a basin of hot water. I suddenly felt a bit awkward; after all, I had never been cared for so tenderly in my life.
"Rice, maybe I should wash my own feet. They're too smelly; I don't want to offend you," I said, pulling my feet under me.
"It's fine," he replied nonchalantly. "I can hold my breath."
Alright, I initially thought he didn't mind, but it turns out he just didn't want to smell them.
Under Rice's insistence, I eventually placed my feet into the basin. To be honest, after a day of cleaning the house and exercising, my feet were sweaty and really stinky.
However, Rice washed them very earnestly. His little hands gently caressed the tops of my feet, the soles, and even between my toes, making sure they were thoroughly clean.
"Mommy, I added some protective herbs to the water. You won't have Stinky Feet anymore."
"What do protective herbs have to do with Stinky Feet?"
"Actually, the Stinky Feet is because there are many Bacteria Demons stuck to your feet. Many human medicines can't cure foot odor because you haven't gotten rid of the Bacteria Demons attached to your feet! But I've already cleared them all for you!" He smiled as he lifted my foot. Before I could react, he planted a kiss on it. "Now it smells wonderful."
No one had ever been so intimate with my feet except for myself. Seeing Rice's innocent and pure smile felt like a warm heating pad in my heart, warming me up.
"Mommy, don't worry. Daddy came to the human world specifically to find you; he will definitely not abandon you," Rice said as he dried my feet and gently patted them.
"He came to the human world for me?"
"Yes! Otherwise, with Daddy's status, he wouldn't casually come to the human world!" Rice said proudly.
"Rice, tell me honestly today, what exactly is your father's identity? Why does he want to find me?"
"My dad is famous for..."
"Ah—" Just as Rice began to speak, a piercing scream suddenly came from outside the door.
I quickly put on my shoes and ran to the door. Just as I was about to open it, two Lizard Spirits rushed in urgently. "Queen, you must not go out!"
"What happened?" Seeing their faces turn green, I immediately felt something was off.
Rice looked surprised as well. "Something actually broke through the barrier set by Daddy! Mommy, this is a bit dangerous. You should go stay with Grandpa and Grandma and not come out!"
I was about to say something when I heard a strong voice behind me: "What kind of elder hides behind their juniors enjoying life!"
What? When did Mom become so righteous? At that moment, she was holding a small box in her hands, looking serious at us. Dad had a Peach Wood Sword strapped to his back and was carrying a bag of Black Beans!
"Wheat, Rice, you both stay at home and don’t move," Mom said as she opened the box and pulled out a bunch of bottles and jars, stuffing them into her pockets. Then she handed some to Dad. "Honey, let's go! The great mission of protecting the family is up to us!"
I felt a bit dizzy. "Dad, Mom, what's wrong with you?" I wondered if they had taken something strange.
"Wheat, we'll explain some things to you later," my mom said, and without another word, she dragged my dad out the door.
"Hey, don't be impulsive!" Dad called from behind.
But it was too late; he was quickly pulled away by my fierce mother.
Then I heard a piercing laugh: "Hahaha! A-Shang must be blind to marry such an old woman!"
I should have been worried about my mom, but when I heard that voice, I couldn't help but laugh. What kind of eyes would think my mom looked like a garlic clove's wife?
However, my mom was focused on being called an old woman. Furious, she shouted, "What Kind of Monster, show your true form!"
I must say, she had learned her movie lines quite well.
"I won't show myself; what are you going to do about it?" the other party retorted arrogantly.
I thought my mom would be furious and jump up and down, but to my surprise, she started laughing joyfully. "Hahaha! You fool! You call yourself 'sister'? That means you're older than me!"
The other woman was clearly stunned, and so was I.
Just moments ago, it seemed like a big battle was about to start, and now the atmosphere had completely changed.
Finally, the woman got angry: "Shut the hell up! I'm here to challenge you! How dare you steal my A-Shang? I'll take your life!"
Hearing that a good show was about to begin, I quickly turned on the CCTV to watch the scene outside and dragged Rice along to enjoy the spectacle.
In the television, a woman dressed entirely in red stood in our yard. Don't ask me why we even have a yard; having money is just human nature.
The woman resembled the Red-Clad Senior Sister from Soul Ferry, but she was clearly much uglier than that senior. The main issue was her height—she couldn't be more than five feet tall.
As she lunged toward us, my dad heroically stepped in front of my mom and said word by word, "My wife has only loved this one man in her life. Do not maliciously harm her! If you have a grudge, take revenge, but don’t get the wrong person!"
The woman in red froze for a moment, her gaze suddenly turning sinister. She looked up sharply at the surveillance camera, and her blood-red eyes met mine. Large patches of dark purple bruises began to appear on her face—those were postmortem lividity marks!
"She's a ghost!" I exclaimed.
Rice calmly replied, "Of course, if she's chasing Dad, she can't be human."
Alright, maybe I was overreacting.
Suddenly, Rice jumped up and exclaimed, "Not good! She's discovered us!"
Two Lizard Spirits immediately lined up in front of me, flexing their muscles. "Queen, Young Master, after eating that egg, our spiritual power has greatly increased. Let us protect you this time!"
"No need for that. If she’s here for me, then I’ll go meet her!" Ignoring Rice's objections, I turned and walked toward the door. Just as I reached for the handle, I heard a loud crash.
The door was dramatically smashed into two pieces right in front of me. The short ghost in red stood up awkwardly, glaring at me with bloodshot eyes. "You little wretch! I've finally found you!"
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