Genshin Impact: Ningguang is still a pitiful little thing, I invested in her.

Perhaps because the soup was too hot, Gan Yu gently lifted the bowl, lowered her eyes, and softly blew on it.

She wanted to use this method to cool down the soup in the bowl.

Immediately afterwards, Gan Yu noticed that there were shredded ginger and scallion segments in the soup.

She picked up her chopsticks again and carefully picked the food out of the bowl, bit by bit.

Gan Yu was completely focused throughout the entire process.

Everyone was chatting at the table, but Gan Yu didn't participate at all. She seemed not to hear anything; her eyes were only on the soup.

Seeing this, Fang Xun thought that girls always ate so slowly and meticulously, showing great attention to detail.

Even drinking soup is no exception.

If it were Fang Xun, he would probably have gulped it down in one go.

The next second, Gan Yu placed the soup in front of Fang Xun.

Fang Xun was taken aback: "This soup is for me?"

Gan Yu gave a soft "Mmm": "Drink a bowl of soup before eating, it's good for your stomach."

Fang Xun then remembered that he was the one who didn't eat ginger shreds and scallion segments; Gan Yu wasn't that picky about food.

Just thinking about how Gan Yu was so focused on picking out the ginger and scallion pieces from the bowl...

As she watched the soup become clearer, her face radiated more satisfaction and happiness.

At this moment, Fang Xun asked, "If you give me this bowl of soup, what about yourself?"

"Can I have another bowl?"

Seeing Gan Yu's slightly flushed face, Fang Xun suddenly felt like teasing her.

"If there's only one bowl of soup left, would you give it to me?"

Gan Yu hadn't expected Fang Xun to ask such a question.

She paused for a moment, then nodded seriously: "Yes."

"why?"

"Because, because drinking soup is good for the stomach."

Gan Yu didn't know if her answer was right or wrong; she just wanted Fang Xun to take good care of his health.

Fang Xun shook his head. What a silly goose.

He thought to himself that he hoped his daughter wouldn't be so simple-minded in the future.

However, being simple-minded has its advantages.

That means once you've chosen someone, you're devoted to them and easily satisfied.

...

That's two updates for now. Everyone, get some rest.

That's all for now, Gan Yu is off to have some soup with the author.

Chapter 313 If you won't take disciples, then I will.

The dinner party started off normally, but as the drinks went on, things seemed to take a strange turn.

Wendy was a bard, and he knew a little about the stories of various countries.

In addition, his eloquence often made Amber's grandfather laugh heartily, as if they were kindred spirits, and the drinking session became increasingly enjoyable.

However, it was soon clear that Uncle An had drunk too much. He reeked of alcohol and was talking much more than usual.

Amber's grandfather put down his wine glass and, drunk, said to Wendy, "I've made up my mind. From now on, we'll each keep to our own business."

"How about I call you brother and you call me dad?"

Wendy:? ? ?

Young people lack martial ethics

He had only managed to mooch a few drinks, but he never expected that the old man from the Amber family would pull such a super-generational trick.

Wendy seriously suspected that Amber's grandfather was deliberately trying to gain an advantage verbally.

However, seeing Amber's grandfather slumped over the table, snoring loudly,

Wendy then realized that Uncle Ann had indeed drunk too much.

Fang Xun looked at the drunk Uncle An with a surprised expression.

He initially thought Uncle An had a good alcohol tolerance, because Uncle An always drank in big gulps at the table, as fierce as a war god, and even told Wendy not to keep fish in her glass.

I didn't expect him to be such a novice.

This level of drinking capacity is at best comparable to that of a demon.

Now, the "xiao" has become Fang Xun's unit of measurement for alcohol tolerance.

Wendy's alcohol tolerance is inconsistent; sometimes she can only hold her own against one Xiao, and other times she can hold her own against seven or eight.

Grandpa Zhongli's alcohol tolerance should be over ten Xiao, but I'm not sure, I've never seen him drunk.

Amber seemed unfazed, watching her grandfather fast asleep.

She chuckled and scratched her head: "That's how my grandpa is; he always drinks too much."

"He doesn't usually drink alone; he only drinks when he's happy and has guests."

"I'll make him a hangover soup later, and he'll be fine."

For someone who is drunk, lying flat on the bed is much better than resting on the table.

At first, Amber didn't understand these experiences, but after her grandfather drank with Wendy, she gradually came to understand.

Amber looked at Fang Xun with a pleading expression: "Big brother, can you do me a favor? Can you help my grandfather to his room to rest?"

Amber originally wanted to ask Wendy for help.

But then she thought about how her grandfather was tall and strong, while Wendy looked so frail that she probably wouldn't be able to help him back to his room.

In addition, Wendy also seemed to have drunk too much. He shouted that he couldn't hold his liquor and then slumped down in front of the table.

Before collapsing, Wendy discreetly slipped the unopened bottle of wine into her pocket, truly embodying the idea of ​​taking what she couldn't finish with her.

Having no other choice, Amber could only ask Fang Xun for help.

Fang Xun nodded and agreed.

Amber's grandfather was indeed physically robust; when he was lucid, he stood there as majestic as a city gate.

Now, drunk and unconscious, he's like a heavy boulder that most people simply can't move.

But for Fang Xun, who possesses two divine hearts, this is not a problem at all.

At this moment, Shen He jumped off the chair and went straight to Fang Xun.

"Brother Fang Xun, let He'er help you~"

Seeing Shen He's eager expression, Fang Xun recalled the famous scene of 'Shen He carrying the Floating Life Stone away'.

No, Fang Xun wouldn't allow the adorable little Shen He to develop into a tomboy.

Thinking this, Fang Xun chuckled and said, "Does He'er want to help?"

"Mmm~" Shen He nodded solemnly.

"Then can you go and help Chef Gan Yu clear the table?"

As Fang Xun reminded him, Shen He turned to look at the dining table.

After everyone had finished eating, Gan Yu quietly cleared away the dishes and chopsticks by herself.

Perhaps thinking that Uncle An was already drunk, and that it wouldn't be right to leave these things to young Amber, the kind-hearted Gan Yu quietly took over the finishing touches.

"Alright, then He'er will go help Master!"

Xiao Shenhe nodded, turned around and ran to Gan Yu's side to help clear the dishes.

Watching the two people, one big and one small, clearing away the dishes at the table, Fang Xun felt the scene was very heartwarming.

However, a problem arises: while Gan Yu and Shen He are indeed master and apprentice, this situation presents a challenge.

But will this relationship change again twenty years from now, like a reshuffling of cards?

Fang Xunguang felt a headache just thinking about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

After that, Fang Xun helped Uncle An back to his room.

Uncle An was so drunk he was incoherent, muttering to himself, "The Knights of Favonius... Scout Knights... Out on a scouting mission..."

Even when he was drunk, he kept talking about the Knights of Favonius; you could say he was very dedicated.

Fang Xun glanced at Uncle An and couldn't help but tease him, "You're busy with the Knights of Favonius every day, and you also have to take care of Amber."

"You're already this busy every day, and you still have to keep taking on apprentices. You're really something."

"Just get a good night's sleep and don't think too much."

In the backstory, Amber's grandfather had two apprentices.

One is Amber, and the other is Yura.

How Yura became Amber's grandfather's apprentice remains unknown.

Right now, all I can feel is how hard Amber's grandfather has worked.

Amber's grandfather felt someone helping him leave, and in his dazed state, he regained some consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Fang Xun's teasing.

"Accepting a disciple?"

Uncle An was clearly taken aback for a moment.

"I already have enough headaches dealing with just one Amber, how could I possibly have the mind to take on apprentices?"

Uncle An shook his head repeatedly.