Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180: Chapter 171 This Can’t Be Eaten

"What are you waiting for? Go and call your grandfather and your dad over here." Old Sir Qin wanted to see his grandsons right now, immediately.

Although he also considered his younger brothers’ children as his own, Qin Ye and his two siblings were the descendants of Jiang Hua’s son, who she had risked her life to give birth to.

This affection was, after all, a bit different.

He had to bring Qin Ye and his siblings back to the Qin Family no matter what.

Moreover, there were Jiang Hua and her never-seen son and daughter-in-law’s ashes; he insisted on bringing them back and burying them in the family’s ancestral ground.

"Okay, great-grandpa, I’ll head home now... Oh, right," Qin Zhen hesitated for a moment, "great-grandpa, when you’re home alone, please don’t be too sad."

Old Sir Qin gave him a glance, "Why do you keep dawdling, boy? I haven’t even held my great-grandchild yet, how could anything be wrong?"

At this, Qin Zhen laughed. Indeed, the old man was stronger than he had imagined.

"Right, great-grandpa, I’m going to leave now."

His home was not far away, and he guessed his family might have received the news and could already be on their way here by now. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Sure enough, before he could even reach the downstairs, he heard his own grandfather’s thunderous voice.

"Qin Zhen, Qin Zhen, have you rotten kid come back?"

Qin Zhen: ...

"Let’s go, let’s go down together."

Old Sir Qin also heard his brother’s voice.

The two of them went downstairs together.

The real Mr. Qin was Qin Wuchong... and he was waiting downstairs at this moment.

"Big brother, are you okay?" Qin Wuchong looked at his older brother with great concern.

"I’m fine." Old Sir Qin shook his head.

"I heard there was news, is it true?" When Qin Wuchong asked this question, he looked at his own grandson, Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen nodded, "Yes, there’s news, but it’s better if I call my dad and Qin Heng over too! That way I won’t have to repeat it three times."

Hearing this, Qin Chong wanted to hit him, "You brat, what’s wrong with saying it three times? Is it wasting your saliva?"

Qin Zhen: ...

Well, isn’t that just wasting my saliva?

But fearing his grandfather’s piercing gaze, he succumbed and repeated the whole story in the simplest and most concise language he could manage.

Qin Wuchong was famously hot-tempered, and listening made him feel angry, furious, and heartbroken.

His emotions had gone through several turns.

Such talk lasted for almost half an hour.

"You big fool, strutting around at home acting like the grand Mr. Qin, shouting ’Mr. Qin’ to everyone you meet, stealing my thunder. I thought you were some big shot, but you can’t even handle this?"

Qin Wuchong was furious.

They had found the people but didn’t bring them back; was his grandson’s head full of lumps?

Don’t think he didn’t know that his grandson disliked his name for not being imposing enough, having had everyone in the courtyard call him Mr. Qin since he was little.

Dammit, if this kid is Mr. Qin, what should the real Mr. Qin be called?

Qin Zhen: ...

If he was imposing outside, now he was equally meek.

He was truly about to be scolded as a fool.

"Enough, it was Qin Ye and the others who had their own considerations and didn’t come back with us... Don’t blame Qin Zhen."

Old Sir Qin’s intervention immediately silenced the hot-tempered Qin Wuchong.

Afterward, he asked, "Big brother, what do we do now? Should I go and bring them back myself tomorrow?"

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