"Besides," he pursed his lips, the hope of living made him speak without thinking. "At your age, you're already on the verge of death. Even if something really happens now, you'll die of old age. If you let me stay, at least you'll have someone to offer incense to you, right? Moreover, I've studied for so many years. I might be able to take the imperial examination again after I'm free. Wouldn't you be relieved to know in the netherworld?"
"Bullsh*t!" Old Sir Ning roared and slapped Third Brother Ning. "Unfilial son! You beast!"
Third Brother Ning was indeed as delicate and weak as he said. He saw stars from his father's slap.
Ning Ansheng looked at them coldly and asked, "But what should we do? Little Aunt is making trouble because she wants to save Old Madam's life."
Old Madam Ning immediately nodded. "Yes, yes, yes! Good daughter, I didn't dote on you for nothing!"
Ning Ansheng sighed. "Then…"
