Chapter 105
Chapter 105
As fellow sisters in social death, the two of them became best friends who could talk about anything in a matter of moments.
One look, and they knew they’d found their people.
But what happened next drew everyone’s attention.
Little Cao was still soaring through the air, but Cao Jia’s eyes were filled with nothing but terror.
“W-w-w-wife, why did you get off work so early today?!”
The Head of the Cao Family merely smiled.
“Old Cao, I wonder what you and your son are playing at this time?”
That spine-chilling smile made Cao Jia’s pupils shrink.
Between his own life and his son, Cao Jia unsurprisingly chose self-preservation.
“This brat heard the new project was open and insisted on dragging me here to play…”
In the span of a single minute, Cao Jia listed ten major crimes against Little Cao.
The Head of the Cao Family’s expression gradually turned icy. “This brat went that far?”
Cao Jia nodded hurriedly. “That’s right, honey. He really needs to be taught a lesson!”
The Head of the Cao Family fell silent, quietly watching her son descend.
Soon, Little Cao returned to the ground. He skillfully unfastened the ride’s restraints, only to look up and see an incredibly familiar face.
Seeing Cao Jia standing off to the side completely unharmed, every hair on Little Cao’s body stood on end.
“Mom, w-why are you here?”
The Head of the Cao Family lifted Little Cao with one hand. “Taking photos, were you? Messing with your dad, were you? Sneaking out without doing your homework, were you?”
As he listened to the charges one by one, Little Cao’s face filled with horror.
“No, Mom, listen to me explain!”
The Head of the Cao Family glanced at the Amusement Park’s cobblestone path, then turned and took the jump rope she used for exercise out of her backpack.
“Based on the defendant’s testimony, the sentence is one hundred skips. Shoes off!”
Little Cao’s heart was instantly covered in psychological scars, but before the imposing Head of the Cao Family, he had no room to resist.
He stepped barefoot onto the cobblestones and took the jump rope.
Still, although father and son loved and hated each other in equal measure, they maintained a united front in front of the Head of the Cao Family.
Little Cao knew his old man’s secret stash of money was running low, and that he usually liked to drink, so he didn’t expose him any further.
Cao Jia, meanwhile, also knew the kid had been parachuting for so long that his stamina was just about gone.
“Honey, isn’t one hundred a bit too much?”
The Head of the Cao Family narrowed her eyes. “It is a bit much. You can do twenty for him!”
“Hold on, I’m the defendant here!”
“Are you jumping or not?”
Hearing that dangerous tone, Cao Jia silently took off his shoes and stood behind Little Cao.
But since this was a punishment after all, Little Cao still looked at Cao Jia gratefully.
“Ow! It hurts! Ow! It hurts!”
Miserable screams echoed down the entire path.
The crowd silently took two steps back. This judge was kind of ruthless.
They had seen plenty of living bodhisattvas, but this was their first living King Yan!
Compared to an acupressure mat, the cobblestone ground was even harder. How could outsiders possibly imagine the agony of jumping rope on top of it?
Hearing those screams, Zhang Bei turned around as well. When he saw the scene before him, he fell silent for a long while.
“Those two really know how to have fun!”
The doctor pushed a cartload of tourists into the Morgue, then stood beside Zhang Bei.
“It promotes blood circulation and clears bruising. Not a bad exercise.”
Zhang Bei: ???
Tourists: ???
You call this exercise?
The doctor’s train of thought was rather strange, but one man walking toward the Giant Swing was completely unaffected by the bizarre spectacle nearby.
His name was Liu Ang, the current head of Peking opera at the Dingyang City Cultural Promotion Center.
He had begun training at the age of ten and completed his apprenticeship at twenty. By now, he had spent a full thirty years in the Peking opera industry.
It was just that as the pace of society grew faster and faster, Peking opera had gradually fallen into decline.
Even after giving it everything he had, he had only managed to take on three disciples so far.
If not for the support of government subsidies, that little courtyard of his probably would have shut down long ago.
After thinking it over for a long time, Liu Ang decided it was time to make some changes.
And the Amusement Park in Dingyang City, currently the place with the largest visitor traffic, caught his attention.
He had come today partly to discuss with the owner about having the park provide a stage, and partly to properly relax for once.
The visitors’ attention had all been drawn to the father and son, so it did not take Liu Ang long to sit down in one of the chairs.
Looking at the protective suit he was wearing, he couldn’t help but laugh.
The owner was pretty considerate of the guests. Wearing this thing, at least you didn’t have to worry about the wind.
A visitor beside him noticed the unfamiliar face and wanted to give him a warning.
But after seeing the bulging slabs of muscle on Liu Ang’s body, he kept his mouth shut.
A burly man built like that should be fine, right?
The Giant Swing soon began a new round, slowly moving along with the music.
Liu Ang felt the sensation of the circular motion, and his mood unconsciously began to relax.
Now this was satisfying!
Still, he was already in his forties, and white hairs had begun to show on his head.
He had studied his craft since childhood and spent most of his adult life onstage.
You could even say this was his first time ever visiting an amusement park for fun.
Suddenly, a faint crack reached his ears.
Before he could check it carefully, the Giant Swing in motion shot upward in an instant.
As the huge wheel expanded, the circular motion of the Giant Swing also kept accelerating.
Liu Ang silently withdrew his hand and tightened his grip on the safety belt.
Did all Amusement Parks like throwing in surprises?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when another crack rang out.
Hm?
Before he could see where the sound had come from, the Giant Swing followed the split in the wheel and instantly launched into the sky.
Liu Ang’s eyes went wide as he watched the ground shrink rapidly in his vision.
“Damn it, is this thing trying to kill me?”
In that instant, Liu Ang thought of his two useless disciples.
He thought of his slightly run-down little courtyard.
He thought of all the frustration he had endured over thirty years in the trade.
If, if he could survive this, he swore he would properly train those two little bastards!
At the very least, at the very least, he would add about eleven pounds to their daily weights!
His thoughts did not last long. The Giant Swing returned to the wheel again.
His emotions had been dragged to their peak, then dropped back down just as quickly.
Before Liu Ang could breathe a sigh of relief, another burst of accelerating force hit, and he was flung back into the sky.
With his emotions whipped back and forth, Liu Ang finally couldn’t withstand the shock. His head tilted to the side, and he passed out on the spot.
The visitor sitting beside Liu Ang turned his head and glanced at him.
Then silently looked away again.
All those muscles were just for show?
The experience soon ended, and the Giant Swing brought the visitors back down to the ground.
Professor Yao, who took great joy in this, came over pushing his little cart with a spring in his step.
A grand cult ceremony!
Even though he had to watch it countless times every day, Professor Yao declared that he could keep watching for another ten years!
After a round of checks, Professor Yao grew somewhat worried.
This wouldn’t do. The visitors’ resistance to this attraction had gotten stronger.
The number of people who collapsed to their knees had dropped by five percent!
If this went on for a while longer, wouldn’t he lose sight of his source of joy?
But then he thought about his own boss’s personality, which seemed to be missing a few essential screws.
His happiness instantly returned.
Even if the Giant Swing stopped providing this kind of fun, the boss would still be able to design attractions that made him happy.
However, just as he was about to push the cart toward the Morgue, the hand taking the pulse paused slightly.