I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2257 - 2258: Old Times
Chapter 2257: Chapter 2258: Old Times
The same words, when spoken from different people’s mouths, can mean entirely different things.
Lin Yi had not expected to hear such words from Liang Xianghe’s mouth.
Because it’s people like him who truly never bow down to others.
“You’re flattering me way too much, even if you add my dad, whom I’ve never met, into the mix, we’re still not as awesome as you. Let’s not exaggerate the Lin family’s prominence.”
“That’s nothing really.” Liang Xianghe laughed at himself, “Your father and your grandfather, they are the ones who truly lived enviable lives, with more freedom and strength than I ever had.”
Lin Yi’s expression changed.
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“You knew my grandfather?”
This news was somewhat explosive to Lin Yi.
“Yes, I knew him. Back then, your grandfather was an external force, and we met when we landed on the island. From that time, we knew each other.” After thinking for a moment, Liang Xianghe added,
“If I remember correctly, I was 24 that year, and your grandfather was 26. We were both young at the time, not much different from you now.”
“But considering your positions at the time, you should have fought upon meeting, right?”
“Of course.”
A smile appeared on Liang Xianghe’s face, and his posture even seemed eager.
Watching him, Lin Yi felt as if he saw a glimpse of his youthful self.
“At that time, I was in charge of scouting for my team. The team leader sent me ahead to check the terrain, so I walked and walked until I came across a forest. Then I noticed someone sneaking around, so I chased after him…”
“After your grandfather noticed me, he started running ahead, and he was fast. But I wasn’t bad either, so I kept chasing him. After several li, your grandfather saw he couldn’t shake me off and stopped, ready to kill me.”
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“But you’re alive and well now, so I guess he’s the one who died, right?” Lin Yi laughed, “Then that means we should be considered enemies.”
“You’re really smart when you’re smart, but you’re just as stupid when you’re not.” Liang Xianghe teased him,
“If I had killed him, could you be here chatting with me?”
Lin Yi: …
“So what happened between you two?”
“We fought for a good while, and in the end, couldn’t determine a victor. But the situation on the island is ever-changing. Suddenly, a pack of wild wolves appeared in the forest—dozens of them—and we were forced to stop.”
“Wild wolves? Dozens of them made you stop?”
“It sounds simple, but the situation was much more complicated than you think,” Liang Xianghe explained,
“The place was Tilia Island, where the oxygen concentration is much higher than on the mainland. The creatures there are bigger than you’d expect. A single wolf was the size of a tiger nowadays. If we hadn’t stopped, they surely would have torn us to pieces.”
“And then you two teamed up to kill the wolves?”
Liang Xianghe nodded, reflecting,
“I was injured at the time, but your grandfather didn’t take advantage of my vulnerability; instead, he saved my life. With great effort, we drove the pack away, but we also didn’t have the strength to continue fighting. After recovering, we went our separate ways.”
“And after that, did you two ever run into each other?”
“We did cross paths a few times on missions, and we pretended to fight again, but no other conflicts arose.”
“In the year I turned twenty-eight, I became the head of the Central Guards Brigade. It was also that year when your grandfather came to Yanjing, holding a child in his arms, asking me to take care of him for a bit. Then he handed your father over to me and after that, we never saw each other again. He vanished into thin air.”
“Even though I returned to the island a few times afterwards, I never saw your grandfather again. There were no clues about him anywhere. In short, he was gone.”
“If you can’t find him, you could try looking for my grandmother. Maybe there’s a chance there.”
“If you say that, it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack,” Liang Xianghe replied,
“The Lin family all have issues with their lifestyles. From your grandfather to your father and now to you, there isn’t a single serious one among you. Just from the women your grandfather mentioned, you couldn’t count them on one hand.”
“You could go to the elderly home in Yanjing and find out; maybe one of those old ladies was one of your grandfather’s ladies.”
“That makes it easier for me. It’s a genetic issue, not my fault, or else I’d also be a decent person.”
“If you were decent, there wouldn’t be a single indecent person in this world.”
Lin Yi laughed heartily, not caring too much.
Regarding the father he had never met and his romantically notorious grandfather, he didn’t have much of a feeling.
He just thought it would be nice to meet them if he had the chance, but it was also fine if he didn’t—after all, some things can’t be forced.
“So, how did you raise my father back then?” Lin Yi asked, “You couldn’t have just claimed he was a distant relative, right?”
“That wasn’t a big problem,” Liang Xianghe said,
“Back then, I had made a name for myself in Yanjing. I found a couple who couldn’t have children and left your father in their care.”
Liang Xianghe poured himself a cup of tea, “Your grandfather had a conscience at least. Before he left, he gave me over two million. Raising your father to adulthood wasn’t a problem.”
“Those two million from back then are probably equivalent to two billion now.”
“About that, yes. So, your father lived a comfortable life from a young age, unlike you.”
Lin Yi smacked his lips, “What happened to that family?”
“Do you want to go see them?”
“I’ve been thinking about it. After all, they raised him.”
“If you feel that way, you might as well burn some paper money for them,” said Liang Xianghe, “They passed away not long after you were born. Ah, good people never get their due.”
“Enough of that, stop dragging the kid through those old stories. You’ll go on and on and he’s probably tired of hearing it.” Song Yuzhen passed over a bowl of green beans, “If you’ve got nothing to do, help snap these beans.”
After giving Liang Xianghe an earful, Song Yuzhen smiled at Lin Yi, “He likes to talk, just humor him, otherwise, he won’t stop until it gets dark.”
“I find it quite interesting,” Lin Yi chuckled.
“Keep chatting then, no rush. We’ll have dinner in a bit.”
“Okay.”
Liang Xianghe’s expression turned slightly disgruntled, as if blaming Song Yuzhen for not giving him face.
Watching the old couple, Lin Yi found it amusing.
Was Liang Xianghe awesome?
Definitely.
At his level, he didn’t need to purposely do anything to prove his worth.
But if given the chance, he still enjoyed showing off in front of his people.
Perhaps that’s a common human foible.
Maybe in a few decades, when he was old, he might do the same.
The thought was rather amusing.
