"How, dp, you, do!"
"Do? What do?"
Seeing Huang Feihong's bewildered expression, Li Boyang coughed twice more and whispered in his ear:
"Master, she's greeting you, saying how are you? You can reply, 'Thank you.'"
Huang Feihong then shook the hand he was holding and quickly said:
"Fresh braised pork belly, fresh braised pork belly."
Li Boyang almost spat out his water upon hearing this, but thankfully his martial arts training paid off, and he managed to hold back his laughter.
At this moment, Old Man Zhang, who was sitting in the chair, called out:
"Alright, stop being so polite. Feihong, come over here, let's take a picture together."
Seeing that Huang Feihong knew nothing about photographs, Li Boyang whispered in his ear again:
"Master, you can just sit down in front of that machine's chair."
After Wong Fei-hung and Cheung Yung were seated, the parrot between their seats mimicked their words.
"Take a picture, take a picture!"
Aunt Thirteen went to the camera and started fiddling with it.
Old Man Zhang: "Feihong, taking pictures is easy. Just look at the machine, not at me."
Thirteenth Aunt: "Don't move around, or the photo won't look good."
Li Boyang saw Aunt Thirteen fiddling with the camera for a while, looking at the metal lump with a suspicious expression.
"preparation."
"three."
"two."
"one."
The camera made a loud bang, clearly indicating an accident.
Wong Fei-hung was faster; anticipating the camera's click, he kicked Cheung's chair leg, causing it to shift. The parrot between them wasn't so lucky; it was instantly burned to a crisp.
Li Boyang felt a tremor in his heart upon seeing this. The demeanor of a master of internal energy was on full display. Indeed, even without the force being applied, he could feel it in his body.
Wong Fei-hung walked over to Aunt Thirteen, looking at the camera that had caused the accident with a strange expression, and said:
"This foreign gadget is too dangerous, don't play with it anymore."
Aunt Thirteen had obviously experienced this situation before, and said nonchalantly, "It's just that I put in a little too much magnesium powder, it's fine."
"You're such a disgrace! You told me not to move, but you almost roasted your dad alive."
Mr. Zhang was speechless.
"Uncle, it's a good thing I'm here, otherwise you would be just like this bird."
"you do not say.
"I'm going back to Yingda in a couple of days, and Aunt Thirteen won't be coming with me this time."
"Oh, so Aunt Thirteen is staying here?"
“Yes, it’s better not to go to England. It will save you from hanging out with those foreign devils who don’t know any manners. You have to agree to one condition from your great-uncle.”
"What are the conditions?"
"I'm leaving Aunt Thirteen in your care. Please keep an eye on her for me."
Seeing Huang Feihong's somewhat reluctant expression and Aunt Thirteen's eager look, Uncle Li chuckled to himself that life from now on would probably be quite colorful.
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Chapter 8 Changes at Baozhilin
Thirteen Aunt moved into Po Chi Lam, and the only woman appeared in Po Chi Lam.
Li Boyang's arrival caused the butterfly's wings to flutter.
With Aunt Thirteen around, Po Chi Lam has become quite different from before.
In the past, Po Chi Lam was disciplined, composed, and followed a routine every day, with everything proceeding in an orderly manner.
Since Aunt Thirteen moved in, a touch of spring has arrived at Po Chi Lam. More importantly, Aunt Thirteen has brought the impact of Western ideas.
A Westernized pace of life.
Westernized lifestyle habits.
Bold and explicit language.
Everything about Aunt Thirteen seemed out of place in Po Chi Lam, yet she managed to blend in perfectly.
The small Po Chi Lam is a place where Eastern and Western cultures collide.
Li Boyang actually welcomed this change. He had two goals: becoming Huang Feihong's disciple, which he had already accomplished, and the remaining goal was to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.