Once again, Ji Changkong woke up from his sleep. He sat up from the wooden bed and looked out the window. It was just dawn. He quickly put on his blue clothes, held a handful of cold water in both hands and rubbed his face casually. Ji Changkong ran out in a hurry.

The plan for the year lies in spring, and the plan for the day lies in the morning. However, for Ji Changkong, morning is not a good time.

He hurried to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and Ji Changkong immediately started to work hard. He added materials, made fire, added water, and kneaded noodles. His series of actions were extremely skillful, and it was obviously not the first time he did these things.

Collapse! Crack!

There were bursts of noises outside, which were the sound of fists cracking bluestones and feet breaking hard woods. The Ji family was training their skin, flesh, muscles and bones in the morning, hoping to go further on the difficult road of the gods' cultivation.

Ji Changkong, who was frying lettuce in the kitchen, was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound of Qingyan outside being broken by force. He suddenly felt a little lonely on his face. He sighed softly, and Ji Changkong focused on the lettuce in the pot, but he cried out a little badly - the lettuce was fried.

"Changkong, is the breakfast ready? Today the city lord will come here. The three-year Ji family Tianshi is about to start. Chenshi, we must hurry up!" A pleasant female voice came from the door. After the voice fell for a while, Ji Wanyun had already arrived at the kitchen.

"Aunt, it's going to be done soon." Ji Changkong turned around and smiled. On his little face, which was blackened by ashes, Ji Changkong's already white teeth were brighter.

Looking at the bright smile on the blackened little face, Ji Wanyun felt sad for no reason and sighed in her heart. Ji Wanyun took a step forward and stretched out her delicate jade hand to help Ji Changkong wipe the dust on her face.

Ji Changkong immediately put down the spatula in his hand, took two steps back in a hurry, turned his back to Ji Wanyun and placed the steamed buns on the platform one by one, then said softly: "Aunt, my face is dirty, I'll wash it later, don't dirty your hands too."

"You kid! What are you saying?" Ji Wanyun suddenly got angry, her body shook and she had already arrived in front of Ji Changkong. Her left hand held Ji Changkong's shoulder like lightning, making it impossible for him to avoid it. Her right hand continued on Ji Changkong's face with what she hadn't done just now - wiping the blackness on his face.

However, Ji Wanyun's right hand, which was not stained with water, wiped Ji Changkong's face, not only failed to wipe away the blackness on his face, but instead made his face as ugly as a ghostly talisman.

"Auntie, I said no need to wipe it anymore. Look, let's get your hands dirty?" Ji Changkong was moved, knowing who was good to him.

"Wash it if it's dirty!" Ji Wanyun shouted lightly, her face turned straight, and she said solemnly: "Changkong, no matter what others say or look at you, in the eyes of my aunt, you will always be the best child of the Ji family!"

"I know my aunt loves me." Ji Changkong smiled, raised his hand and carefully stroked Ji Wanyun's long hair covering her left cheek. Looking at the four hideous scars on her smooth left cheek that extended from the corner of her eyebrows to her white neck, Ji Changkong's eyes were firm and said, "Aunt, I may never be able to avenge you, but I will definitely find a way to eliminate the four scars on your face for you!"

Four scars on Ji Wanyun's face were like four ugly little snakes entrenched on her face, destroying all Ji Wanyun's originally beautiful face. From the traces of the scar, it can be seen that it was scratched out with sharp nails!

The scar is so deep, you can imagine that the man's nails must have been deeply trapped in her flesh. The pain can be imagined...

Physical pain is one aspect, while mental pain is even more desperate!

For a woman, especially a once beautiful woman, the cruelest and most vicious revenge is this!

"Stop talking nonsense, it's enough for aunt to know that you have this kind of heart." Ji Wanyun's eyes flashed, and her face was a little flustered. She quickly covered the four hideous scars on her left cheek with her long hair. Then she helped Ji Changkong arrange the steamed buns and a few dishes of side dishes, and said, "Let's go, those big and small men of the Ji family are not very patient, I'm afraid they have to wait in a hurry."

Ji Changkong clenched his hands tightly, and his fingernails were getting stronger and stronger. He finally let go until he felt the tingling pain like a heart-like sting. Taking a deep breath to calm down his disordered state of mind, Ji Changkong picked up the remaining bowls of porridge and followed Ji Wanyun silently out of the kitchen.

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Dining room.

There were several plates of side dishes, two large cages of white steamed buns, and a bowl of porridge in front of people.

Ji Yuxing and Ji Yusheng and two old men sat in the upper seat. On the left were Ji Yuxing's two sons Ji Haohong, Ji Haoguang, grandson Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng and Ji Changle. On the right, the first person was Ji Yusheng's daughter Ji Wanyun, then Ji Haoguang's eldest daughter Ji Yueqing, Ji Haohong's youngest daughter Ji Xiaolian, and Ji Changkong last.

In addition to the seats on the Ji family, the man leans on the left and the woman leans on the right. Originally, Ji Changkong should have sat on the left, but the big table was not long enough, so he could only move to the right and join the Ji family's women.

There is also a small table, and Ji Haohong and Ji Haoguang’s wife Luo and Zhao are also waiting.

If you are not a member of Ji's family, you are not qualified to go to the big table after entering Ji's house. On the big table, the only ones sitting in the surname Ji will always be the ones with the surname Ji.

With Ji Yuxing and Ji Yusheng and the two were there, the dining table was always quiet. These two people didn’t speak, and their descendants kept silent. This is the rule.

Ji Yuxing coughed lightly and said, "Eat."

After talking, Ji Yuxing took the lead in picking a small piece of lettuce, chewed it for a while, frowned slightly, and said nothing. Ji Yuxing moved his chopsticks, and everyone took out chopsticks one after another, and the bamboo chopsticks shaking on several plates of side dishes.

Ji Changkong's heart tightened, and suddenly remembered that he was busy talking to Ji Wanyun. He accidentally brought the fried lettuce on the plate. He looked at Ji Yuxing secretly, and saw that Ji Yuxing had no intention of provoking a riot, Ji Changkong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Pu!" Ji Changle had a bitter face, and a piece of lettuce was spit on the table in front of him. He glared at Ji Changkong opposite him fiercely. Ji Changle quickly lowered his head and drank the porridge with a fierce look.

"Uh... it was fried lettuce, but Xiaole's child is really." Ji Changle's father Ji Haoguang smiled and excused his son. The Ji family rules were strict, and Ji Changle's behavior just now was unpredictable. Ji Haoguang was afraid that his father Ji Yuxing would blame his grandson, so he pretended to be unintentional to push the blame on Ji Changkong.

"It's been fryed." Ji Haohong nodded, glanced at Ji Changkong with his head hanging over there, and said lightly: "Changkong, you must be more serious next time."

"I understand, uncle. I will cook the dishes tomorrow, so you won't be able to eat them." Ji Changkong lowered his head, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he whispered gently in his mouth.

Bang!

Ji Changkong's grandfather Ji Yusheng put down the porcelain bowl in his hand heavily and suddenly said angrily: "Cooking vegetables! You know how to cook! The man of the Ji family can only work on such low-key things. What else can you do?"

After a pause, Ji Yusheng saw Ji Changkong hanging his head without saying a word, then slapped the table again and angrily said, "I knew that a distinguished guest came to the door today, but he was dirty and didn't even change a clean clothes, so I didn't know the general idea!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yusheng threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and stood up with a cold snorkeling.

Ji Yusheng's outbreak came a little abruptly, without any warning in advance. Everyone looked at each other, temporarily putting down the bowls and chopsticks in their hands, and staring at him blankly.

Ji Changle, who had glared at Ji Changkong before, had gloating in his eyes. Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng and Ji Yueqing looked like they were not concerned about their own affairs. They didn't even look at Ji Changkong, but they just looked at Ji Yusheng strangely, not understanding why he was so angry because of such a small matter.

Ji Haohong and Ji Haoguang sat upright with a serious expression. Their wife Luo and Zhao, who were sitting on the small table next to them, lowered their heads gently and had an undetectable sneer on their faces.

Only Ji Xiaolian next to Ji Changkong timidly pulled the corner of Ji Changkong's clothes, his eyes full of sympathy.

"Dad!" Ji Wanyun stood up, looked at Ji Yusheng without fear, and said angrily: "If Changkong hadn't been unable to gather his energy, he would not be worse than anyone else! Changkong, a direct child of the Ji family, had worked hard enough to cook for everyone every day. It was inevitable that he would be angry with him once in a while. "

"Cough..." Ji Yuxing, who kept lowering his head and continued to drink porridge, finally looked up and put down the bowls and chopsticks, but he had no intention of standing up. Looking at Ji Yusheng, he frowned and said, "Third brother, it is because Changkong cannot gather his Yuanli to become a celestial master. I also saw that he had extraordinary cooking skills and asked him to take care of daily meals. I just wanted to find something for him. Anyway, he could not practice, so he would save him from boredom. If you don't like it, I'll find someone to replace him again, why should I be so arrogant?"

"He is clumsy, I don't like to eat the dishes that are cooked anyway!" Ji Yusheng glared at Ji Changkong fiercely, then left after he reached the door. He murmured in a low voice: "The dishes cooked by Xiaozhou are delicious, I like him!"

"Haohong, let Xiaozhou continue to be responsible for daily meals starting tomorrow." Before Ji Yusheng's figure disappeared, Ji Yuxing shouted to his eldest son Ji Haohong.

"I understand, dad." Ji Haohong nodded and glanced at Ji Changkong who was bowing his head and saying nothing, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"The city lord is here. You should finish your meal quickly and go to Qingyan Mountain to prepare for the test and refinement. Which little bastard is late? Guan Hanbing Cave for three days!" Ji Yu stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly, he glanced at Ji Changkong accidentally. After thinking for a while, he frowned and said, "Changkong will stay to clean up the table. Anyway, you can't gather your energy. It doesn't matter whether you come or not this test and refinement." After speaking, Ji Yuxing's figure flashed, and he had disappeared in a flash when he had reached the Liuhetian.

As soon as Ji Yuxing left, Ji Haohong and Ji Haoguang didn't even look at Ji Changkong, but just nodded at Ji Wanyun, wiped his mouth with a wet cloth and left immediately. The two wives Luo and Zhao followed behind.

"I'll deal with you when the test is over, hum!" Ji Changle glared at Ji Changkong fiercely, and didn't bother to continue eating. When he passed by Ji Changkong, he whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear. Then he hurried to Qingyan Mountain with Ji Changkong, fearing that if he was late, he would be Guan Hanbing Cave for three days.

"Brother Changkong, it's all because of Brother Changle's spitting, which makes the third grandfather angry. Don't be sad." Ji Xiaolian pulled the corner of Ji Changkong's clothes, bright big eyes, round little face, and pouted her mouth and comforted Ji Changkong softly.

"Let Xiaolian leave, don't you want to be Guan Hanbing Cave?" Ji Yueqing frowned and shouted lightly without waiting for Ji Changkong to speak. She seemed to not like Ji Xiaolian and Ji Changkong's contact with each other for a long time. She grabbed Ji Xiaolian and pulled her out before she could finish her speech.

Ji Xiaolian stuck out her tongue, waved to Ji Changkong, and ran out with Ji Yueqing.

When only he and Ji Wanyun were left in the kitchen, Ji Changkong, who had been bowing his head, drank his last bite of porridge and then looked up, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was not affected by Ji Yusheng's scolding, neither angry nor impatient nor shocked.

"Changkong, don't blame your grandfather. The whole Ji family loves you the most is not your aunt, but your grandfather!" Seeing that everyone was leaving, Ji Wanyun sighed and said quietly.

"Aunt, I naturally know that grandpa did this because he felt sorry for me. Alas, it was because I was not good at it and it was difficult for grandpa. In order to save some effort, he actually had to waste such great effort." Ji Changkong sighed.

When Ji Changkong said this, Ji Wanyun laughed and touched Ji Changkong's head, saying relievedly: "You kid is smarter and sensible than those little bastards. It's always so reassuring. If you can gather your Yuanli to practice to become a celestial master one day, I think those bastards in Changle can't compare to you!"
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