Chapter 407: What a one-size-fits-all approach

Yang Fan stood up halfway and then sat back down, "Oh, your nephew is here to celebrate your master's birthday." Although she said this to Qi Ming, her eyes were looking at Taoist Xuan Yue.

Looking at the cake in Qi Ming's hand, Taoist Xuan Yue's eyes went dark again and again. Haha...how did they collide with each other?

Qi Ming was somewhat curious as to why Yang Fan knew that Taoist Xuan Yue was the reincarnation of his master, but the curious thought was suppressed as soon as it emerged. He thought it was normal for Yang Fan to be able to see this with his level of cultivation.

"Master, happy birthday," Qi Ming picked up the cake in his hand, "This is a cake from your favorite dessert shop. Do you want to eat it now?"

"I..." I'm full and don't want to eat anymore.

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, Yang Fan spoke first, "You came at the right time. Your master was just saying he was hungry."

Taoist Xuan Yue's pupils constricted and he turned to look at Yang Fan. He never said this!

Yang Fan looked back at him with a smile, "Brother, I was right, wasn't I?"

She slowly tightened the fist on the table, as if if Taoist Xuan Yue said a word of objection, her fist would 'accidentally' fall on him.

...It's a threat, a naked threat.

Taoist Xuan Yue forced a smile and turned his head stiffly, "Yes, your junior uncle is right."

The three words "Junior Master" made Qi Ming's heart tremble. He felt familiar for no reason. In an instant, many fragmented images flashed through his mind. The forgotten figure gradually became clear, but he still couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Qi Ming calmed himself down and did not put the cake on the table. Instead, he turned around and put the cake in the small refrigerator in the corner of the room.

The small refrigerator is filled with all kinds of food and drinks for Taoist Master Xuan Yue.

He saw the undercurrent between Yang Fan and Taoist Xuan Yue just now. Although he didn't know what happened between them before he came, from the cake box in the trash can, Qi Ming knew without asking that a cake had been eaten just now.

"Master, you are old, so eat less sweets at night." Qi Ming said.

Taoist Xuan Yue breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, his heart filled with emotion. He thought his disciple was so considerate and sensible!

"You have a point. The doctor has told me to eat less sweets recently."

Yang Fan looked at the small refrigerator and raised his eyebrows slightly, "If this cake is left in the morning, it will become a pre-made cake."

Taoist Priest Xuan Yue waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as it's..." I like to eat anything that children give me.

"And senior brother, what kind of disciple do you have? How can he be so dishonest? He knows you are hungry but he won't let you eat." Yang Fan clicked his tongue several times.

Taoist Priest Xuan Yue: ...

Qi Ming: ...What a big hat.

Qi Ming advised helplessly, "Master's health is not very good, his teeth have been filled, try to eat less sweets."

Taoist Xuan Yue subconsciously covered his mouth and looked at Qi Ming in disbelief. How did he know this? !

He didn't even tell other disciples in the Taoist temple about the tooth filling. He did it secretly. How did Qi Ming know about it? !

Qi Ming: Sorry, I accidentally saw him getting his teeth fixed.

"So he can't eat even if he's hungry at night," Yang Fan said with a look of sudden enlightenment, "So that's how it is. Then he can't eat sweets either."

"The cake won't taste good if it's kept in the refrigerator for too long. Let's take them all away, along with the desserts and cookies, so we can solve the problem fundamentally." Qi Ming: ...What a one-size-fits-all approach.

Taoist Priest Xuan Yue:!!!
This is not solving the problem fundamentally, this is solving it directly!

"No, no, I count the food I eat every day, and I won't eat too much in the future!" Taoist Xuan Yue said hurriedly, "Qi Ming, bring me the cake quickly, I'm hungry, I want to eat a piece of cake."

He would rather have a full stomach than go without dessert.

"What are you eating? Brother, you are already such a grown-up, why are you only thinking about eating?"

Yang Fan frowned and lectured him, "You are already this old, why are you still ignorant? How are you going to discipline so many disciples in the temple in the future?"

After saying this, she didn't look at Taoist Xuan Yue's unhappy expression, and turned to Qi Ming and said, "Hurry up and take it back. If your master's health is damaged by eating it, you won't have anywhere to cry."

Qi Ming: "...It's not that serious. Just eat it occasionally, it should be..." It's okay.

"Should!" Yang Fan's voice suddenly rose, and he said with great sorrow, "You actually used such an inaccurate word to gamble on your master's health. He is already fifty-six years old!"

Taoist Priest Xuan Yue: ...There's no need to keep mentioning my age.

After hearing what Yang Fan said, Qi Ming became a little uncertain. It seemed that the doctor had told his master to give up sweets.

"Well, you're right, we shouldn't give it to him."

Qi Ming tried hard to ignore the look of help from Taoist Xuan Yue and started to collect the desserts in the room with Yang Fan. At first, he felt a little reluctant, but when he saw that there were a lot of snacks and biscuits next to Taoist Xuan Yue's pillow, the reluctance in his heart disappeared and he collected the desserts faster.

This old man, knowing full well that he is in poor health and shouldn’t eat so many sweets, still secretly hides so much food. How unconscious!
After the two of them searched, in addition to the desserts in the refrigerator, they also collected two huge bags of snacks.

Taoist Xuan Yue was so heartbroken to see so many delicious snacks being taken away that he couldn't breathe. He tried many times to stop their cruel behavior, but when he met Yang Fan's strong gaze, he couldn't say a word and could only let them take them away.

"Master, why did you put so many snacks in the room by yourself?" Qi Ming didn't know what to say to him.

Taoist Xuan Yue didn't dare to confront Yang Fan, but he was not polite to this disciple. "What's wrong with me eating some snacks? This place is so far from the supermarket at the foot of the mountain. Is there any problem if I buy too much at once?"

traitor!

Qi Ming: "You..."

"It's a short distance from Sanqing Palace to the foot of the mountain, so you should just exercise more. When you want to eat, go down the mountain and buy it yourself." Yang Fan spoke first, "You are old, you should exercise more."

"I'm only fifty-six!" Taoist Xuan Yue could no longer bear it and glared at Yang Fan with dissatisfaction.

This girl is so old, but he is only fifty-six, which is the prime of his life!
Yang Fan pretended to be surprised and exclaimed, "You are only fifty-six. Otherwise, I would have thought you were seventy-six. You have so many wrinkles on your face and so many white hairs."

After being hit by three arrows in a row, Taoist Xuan Yue was so depressed that he became autistic.

The little old man lowered his head to reveal a head full of white hair, looking as pitiful as possible.

The little white tiger lying on the stool had pity in his eyes. He didn't know what was wrong with humans today. They were like they had eaten dynamite. Poor Taoist priest.

Qi Ming felt a little bit reluctant to see him like this, but when he thought of his body, he hardened his heart and looked away.

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on Yang Fan. Looking at her expressionless profile, he felt a little confused. What happened to this person tonight that made her so angry?

He also felt that something was wrong with Yang Fan tonight.