Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 483: Your Dad Is Still Your Dad

That day, Jin Chunting happened to have a day off.

Upon receiving his sister’s message, he went next door to find Old Sir Jin without hesitation.

"What’s up?"

Old Sir Jin was reading with his reading glasses on and asked without looking up. Inside, he was a bit unsure how to face this grandson.

Last time, he ended a phone call unhappily with an old friend, and later, he overheard the parents of that girl chat with others, openly expressing their disdain for his grandson and his profession, which only fueled his anger.

Even if he is just a veterinarian, his grandson is a talent in the field. What do laypeople know? Can laypeople be invited to treat and protect animals?

"Uh, it’s about Miaomiao..."

The old man’s hand trembled slightly.

"What does she want this time?"

In his eyes, Gu Miaomiao was many times tougher and more rebellious than her mother, and though young, she was hard to deal with—he had never won!

"Don’t get agitated."

Jin Chunting advised, "Miaomiao just wants you to see a photo, it’s related to Zhuo."

"Zhuo?"

Old Sir Jin remembered this grandson, who was said to be a graduate student in archaeology. Jin Xuan often complained about her son’s lack of filial piety and unreasonable choice to study archaeology, but he thought archaeology was far better than finance.

"What’s up with him?"

Jin Chunting handed over the phone, "Take a look."

Jin Chunting directly opened the photo, and the old man was now looking at a picture as well.

The photo seemed to be taken through the glass, capturing the dust and watermark on it.

Even so, it was clear that a young man sat on the bed, hugging his knees and burying his head, lacking the vitality young people should have and looking very gloomy. At that moment, Old Sir Jin suspected he saw a cloud of black mist behind the young man.

"Is he..."

Old Sir Jin was about to inquire about Gu Zhuo’s situation but his gaze fell involuntarily on the dust and watermark on the glass.

"Was that girl secretly taking photos?"

Jin Chunting: "Uh..."

"Where did she secretly take it from?"

Old Sir Jin closed the book, "Was she lying on the wall?"

In their house’s layout, outside all the windows, there is only a small window ledge, directly overhanging, so if anyone was lying outside the window taking photos, his first reaction wasn’t about the rudeness but rather if the person wouldn’t fall.

Jin Chunting slowly realized, "It shouldn’t be a layout like ours; there must be corridors, definitely a corridor."

His tone became increasingly unsteady.

Old Sir Jin cast him a stern look, "Speak up, what exactly happened?"

As he spoke, he unintentionally tapped the photo, shrinking it back to the chat interface. With a quick glance, he saw incredibly mushy chat content, causing him to shiver.

In Jiang City, rental apartment, living room.

Ji Zhangzhuo’s smile was so bright it made Gu Li squirm a bit uneasily.

He muttered inwardly, was it necessary to have such a strong reaction to just stating a fact?

The matter needed to be traced back to not long ago when Gu Zhuo locked the door, just as when he was young and didn’t know how to solve problems but to hide away.

Tuanzi had the ability to kick down the door, but didn’t want to scare her cousin, and thought the strategy proposed by her second senior brother to fight poison with poison was quite effective, so she decided to take a secret photo intending to move Old Sir Jin to educate his daughter and son-in-law.

However, the building’s design was similar to Jin Chunting’s house, so to take photos through the window, one had to lie against the wall.

For Tuanzi, a martial arts master, it was no big deal.

She once secretly lay against the wall on a show to observe if her senior brother was in his room.

In Jiangshui, she often took the window route for midnight snacks with her second brother to avoid being caught by her big brother.

Practice makes perfect!

Piece of cake!

However, just as she boldly jumped out from the balcony to climb the window, she was stopped by Gu Li.

The young man was furious, grabbed hold of his sister’s collar, spoke recklessly, and successfully scared Tuanzi.

In the end, it was Ji Zhangzhuo who stepped up, saying he would go take the photo.

Gu Li immediately let go, "Oh, go quickly and come back fast."

Ji Zhangzhuo: "..."

Flashback over, Gu Li glanced at the handsome guy with a baby face’s smile and once again stood up uncomfortably.

"Did cousin respond?"

Tuanzi was lying against the wall, listening to the people breathing inside. Upon hearing this, she quickly took out her phone for a look.

"It’s such a long voice message."

How could it be that cousin Chunting doesn’t like sending voice messages?

As soon as she tapped it, what came through was Old Sir Jin and Jin Xuan’s voices.

After understanding the content, her eyes lit up.

"Wow, grandpa is still quite amazing, this isn’t losing a fight at all."

Previously, during the argument with his old friend, he was at a disadvantage for a time!

Gu Li also heard the conversation between his grandfather and parents, and a fierce face showed a slight smile.

"The wicked will be subdued by the wicked."

Tuanzi shot a glance at him.

Gu Li quickly corrected his words: "There’s always a mountain higher than the other."

Tuanzi tilted her head.

Gu Li adjusted again: "Your dad is still your dad."

Tuanzi: "?"

Soon, Gu Li provided a mini speaker, connected to Bluetooth, and he pushed it towards the door gap.

Inside the room.

Gu Zhuo had been in a daze.

He hadn’t really thought about anything. The experiences of the past years told him that the more he thought, the more consumed he became, leaving him with no energy to do what he liked.

And he didn’t want to face reality, so he just remained in a daze at home. But even in daze, he felt somewhat muddled.

Just now, hearing his cousin’s voice, he felt it was an illusion. It seemed like he heard his brother’s voice, but today his brother had a class, so it should also be an illusion.

In his hazy state, some unreal voices drifted in.

Old Sir Jin: "Did you go to Xiao Zhuo’s school? Didn’t you not have time for parent-teacher meetings when he was a child, but now you have time to go?"

Jin Xuan: "Dad, how did you know about this...never mind, let me explain, we think archaeology doesn’t have much of a future, so it’s better if... "

"How can archaeology not have a future? The Institute of Cultural Relics and Archaeology intends to hire him, this is a government job, isn’t it better than working in finance?"

In the old man’s eyes, a government position is better than working in a private company. While this depends on the individual, he was stubborn. He believed what he thought was better was indeed better, and that the brains of Jin Xuan and her husband were faulty.

Jin Xuan and her husband also found the old man unreasonable, believing working in finance earn more, and generally, it was better than a government position.

The two sides argued.

But Old Sir Jin had been stubborn all these years, and Jin Xuan couldn’t outstubborn him. Besides, the old man was her father, and previously their family business had connections thanks to him, so their momentum inevitably diminished, leaving only the fate to obediently listen to scolding.

Gu Zhuo raised his head in astonishment.

Was this obedient couple really the same parents who often chastised him?

Old Sir Jin: "Don’t think I don’t know about your double-dealing. If you act stupid again, don’t bother coming back for the New Year!"

Jin Xuan’s couple instantly became more docile.

For them, returning for the New Year was not just to visit the old man; they also intended to use his connections to network with others. What the old man said seemed like forbidding them to come back for the holidays, but in reality, he didn’t intend to help.

Compared to forcing their elder son to change fields, of course, the company they currently run was more important.

The couple could only promise not to interfere with Gu Zhuo’s interests anymore.