The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 324

Ye Tian pointed at the dog and said, "This morning, your family beat up my brother. I’ll take this dog, kill it and eat its meat as a way to nourish him. Don’t glare at me, there’s more."

Uncle Liu’s wife glared even fiercer. Ye Tian ignored her, "Tonight, your family wrecked my brother’s house. In fairness, I should tear down your house too. But my brother won’t allow it. Since he said no, then I won’t do it. But I need to say a few words here. You know the situation in my brother’s house... Glare! Glare again! Try glaring at me one more time!"

A drop of blood dripped from the tip of the axe, landing precisely on the tip of Uncle Liu’s wife’s nose. She shivered and fainted.

This old lady faints at the sight of blood! Ye Tian suddenly didn’t know what to do. Forget it, let it be.

Leading the dog, he wandered around the yard, picking up whatever useful he could find. He didn’t take money, as taking money would turn it into robbery. He only took stuff that He Biandan’s family could use. Before leaving, Ye Tian gathered all the items: A bike that was almost new, which He Ku would need for school, a washbasin, an iron pick, and several garlic bulbs. When he reached the front courtyard, the animals woke up. Ye Tian stretched his neck to check; the pig was too big, hard to handle, so he twisted a chicken’s neck and placed it in the bike’s basket.

Ye Tian pushed a bike, with a big red rooster in the basket that kept shaking its comb; a washbasin on the bike seat filled with garlic; and a dog following behind, well-behaved, its leash tied to the seat.

Snow began to drift down from the sky, Chuanzi just watched a man push the bike away, leaving only a trail of footprints on the snowy ground, soon covered by the snow.

As Ye Tian pushed the bike to the alley entrance, it was already late at night; he reached into his pocket, felt around, no cell phone—probably lost it during the fight earlier.

"Hey, what time is it now? I’m asking you. Your name is Chuanzi, right?"

Chuanzi, who had been cautiously following behind Ye Tian, saw him turn around. Chuanzi thought about hiding but was frozen in place by Ye Tian’s stare.

Chuanzi pulled out his phone, the bright screen momentarily blinding him.

"It’s ten o’clock."

Ye Tian grunted, then turned around and continued walking. Only then did he feel the severity of the chilling winter; the adrenaline from chopping earlier left him soaked in sweat, neither feeling pain nor cold. But as the tension subsided, every muscle in his body felt like it had been smashed with a hammer, ants seemed to bite into every groove in his bones, every step caused intense pain. Pushing the bike required even more effort. After walking a bit, his body finally caught up with the rhythm, his blood circulation improved, and the stiffness and pain slightly eased.

No more noise came from He Biandan’s house in the courtyard; someone’s shadow moved on Old Liu’s window. Ye Tian went to check and saw He Biandan and He Ku; He Ku had already fallen asleep in bed. Ye Tian picked him up; the child did not notice, still sleeping, resting on his shoulder.

"All’s well now, let’s rest for tonight."

Old Liu and He Biandan watching Ye Tian, clad in bloody, tattered cotton, were utterly shocked.

That day, it snowed all night; a bike stood in the courtyard, almost new with a frozen stiff dead chicken in its basket, and a black local dog tied to its rear wheel.

...

The next morning, He Ku didn’t go to school. Waking up, he saw Ye Tian eating at the table, the aroma of soy milk drifted into his nostrils, and his stomach rumbled.

"Awake?" Ye Tian turned and looked at He Ku, smiled with a smirk that twinged with pain, and he sharply inhaled, "Get up and eat something. Your dad has gone to work."

He Ku remained silent, obediently got out of bed, and dressed.

"Go wash your face at Uncle Liu’s place. I don’t have hot water here."

He Ku knew that the water kettle at home was already smashed, having no hot water during winter really was troublesome.

Watching the small figure silently step out of the door, Ye Tian chewed on his deep-fried dough stick, shaking his head, it seemed this little guy didn’t like talking much, he hoped there wasn’t any psychological shadow. That would be troublesome for you. Once He Ku came back after washing his hands and face, they sat down and ate together.

"What does your dad do for a living, carrying a pole wherever he goes?"

"Water delivery."

"Water delivery? To whom?"

He Ku looked up and said to Ye Tian, "To every household."

As the two ate and chatted, Ye Tian learned some about He Biandan – apparently this neat and clean-looking guy was actually an intellectual, graduated from Beihua University, a top student from the computer science department, even had opportunities to study abroad. But later, who knows how, he got married, had kids, and started working in water delivery. He delivers bottled water, earning one yuan per bottle, delivers to the residential complexes, those with elevators don’t require temporary workers like him, so he delivers to old buildings without elevators, with a pole, two buckets, and carrying another bucket in his remaining hand, climbing up to the sixth floor in one go. After delivering to the complexes, he would deliver to some scattered customers nearby, as most now use bottled water, thus on good days, he could make sixty to seventy yuan.

It was a tough job, Ye Tian felt quite respectful towards this man. But he couldn’t understand how a high achiever from Beihua University ended up in the water delivery business. It was unbelievable.

"Keep bragging. I’d believe your dad is an intellectual, but to say he’s from Beihua University, that I don’t buy."

Ye Tian deliberately pouted, waiting for He Ku’s response, indeed, kids will be kids, hearing this he immediately became anxious, "My dad really did graduate from Beihua University, I’ve even seen his graduation photo, it clearly states Beihua University."

"Then show it to me, I’ll believe it if I see it."

He Ku paused, "Exactly, my dad did graduate from Beihua University! Humph!"

Watching the little guy sulkily sit down on the stool, Ye Tian was both annoyed and amused, reached out to pat his head but the kid twisted away, even scooting to sit on the kang to avoid being near him.

"Alright, alright, I’m wrong, okay? Come and eat."

"No!"

Well then, acting like I have to beg you to eat now.

"Are you eating or not?"

"No!"

Ye Tian indifferently turned back to his deep-fried dough stick, "Eat or don’t eat, it’s up to you, but later when it’s time to clean up your dad’s place, if you don’t have the energy, it’ll serve you right."

From the corner of his eye, he saw He Ku’s lips twitch, seemingly considering, but his pride was stopping him from coming over.