Zhang Fang has become suspicious of Zhang Chi's sudden confidence in the past few days. His son never talks big, but this time he has changed a lot, so Zhang Fang took the time to go home and visit Zhang Chi several times, and found that Zhang Chi has been in trouble.
In the process of practicing.
"It's been four days. It seems that Zhang'er hasn't eaten anything yet..." Zhang Fang came to the kitchen with a worried look on his face. When he saw the servants eating, Zhang Fang's heart was moved.
"Zhang Jia, where is the young master? Has he eaten?" When the servants saw the patriarch coming to the kitchen in person, their expressions changed with fright. They stood up. When the patriarch asked, the servants' faces became unnatural.
Zhang Jia's face turned pale for a moment after being called: "The clan leader, the young master... he just ate and left..."
After Zhang Fang heard the words of his old family member Zhang Jia, anger rose on his face, and then his expression dimmed: "Zhang'er, my father really doesn't care enough about you..."
"Zhang Jia, come with me..." Zhang Fang's majestic voice sounded, and he turned to leave. Zhang Jia was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and trotted after him.
About half an hour later, Zhang Jia was carried back to the kitchen. His legs were all broken, and then the housekeeper of the patriarch's mansion, Lao Zhang Fu, came with his men in a menacing manner.
Everyone couldn't help but say something. Under the command of Zhang Fu, all the servants serving the young master in the patriarch's house were beaten with sticks. The old housekeeper was officially assigned to the young master to take care of the young master's daily life. The servants were also replaced.
Another day later, Zhang Chi, who was sitting on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. A mouthful of chaotic turbid air was spit out from his body like a rainbow piercing the sun. Then there was a loud crackling sound from his body, and a powerful feeling spread throughout his body.
, a look of surprise burst out in his eyes that could not be concealed.
"Breakthrough, I finally broke through, four days? Or five days, I broke through to one level, and now I finally broke through from the third level of Qi Shi to the fourth level of Qi Shi..."
Gululu...
His stomach growled unsatisfactorily. Zhang Chi had not eaten for several days, but the excitement on his face remained unchanged.
"I hope I can find something to eat in the kitchen..." Zhang Chi thought as he jumped off the bed and walked to the door, reaching out to push the door open.
"The young master is awake... hurry up, hurry up! Go and prepare food for the young master. I will report to the clan leader..."
The old housekeeper Zhang Fu was originally sitting on the stone mat at the door of Zhang Chi's room, dozing off. When he saw Zhang Chi coming out, he immediately jumped up with a scream, shouted orders to the kitchen, and rushed out of Zhang Chi like a gust of wind.
's yard.
"What happened?" Zhang Chi scratched his head and looked puzzledly at the direction in which the old housekeeper, who had been ignoring him, disappeared. Then he stepped out and walked towards the kitchen...
At this time, the kitchen was already busy, and you could hear it just from the sound. Such a symphony would only come from the kitchen when a distinguished guest arrived at home.
Generally speaking, such behavior in the kitchen already proves that you will be hungry for the whole day, and you will be kicked out even if you enter the kitchen.
Zhang Chi shook his head helplessly, planning to go to the back garden to find some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. At this moment, Zhang Fu rushed into the yard again like a whirlwind, glanced at Zhang Chi flatteringly, and rushed into Zhang Chi as if he had remembered something.
A stool was moved out of the room.
"Master, you must be hungry! You sit down for a while and bask in the sun. The patriarch will be here in a moment! Oh! By the way, the food in the kitchen will be ready for you in a moment. Master, please sit down quickly..." Zhang Fu's movements made
Zhang Chi was a little flattered.
"Uncle Fu, what's wrong with you today? Did something happen at home?" Zhang Chi didn't dare to sit down even after being pressed three or four times by Uncle Fu.
"What did the young master say? If the clan leader heard it, it would seem that we servants have treated the young master lightly, but we respect the young master..."
While Uncle Fu was busy, the meal was already prepared in the kitchen. Someone respectfully came to report to Uncle Fu that the meal was ready.
Uncle Fu immediately bowed and invited Zhang Chi into the house for dinner. Zhang Chi's heart was beating with fright, and he carefully followed Uncle Fu into the kitchen.
The servants in the kitchen had all been replaced, which surprised Zhang Chi. Uncle Fu was busy and gave in again and again with a full face. Zhang Chi did not dare to sit down, and looked at the servants waiting beside him. Finally,
It was only after being forced down by Fu Bo that he sat down.
Looking at the table full of food, Zhang Chi's eyes became blurred. He only enjoys this kind of enjoyment every year when his father celebrates his birthday...
After thinking about it, Zhang Chi was really hungry, and he couldn't care much about it. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating like a starving ghost.
Zhang Fang had already arrived when his son had just sat down to eat. He did not disturb Zhang Chi. When he looked at his son, the eldest son of the Zhang family actually ate the food on the table like a beggar, Zhang Fang's eyes were moist.
Anger rose on his face, but he remained standing at the door without moving.
It had been a long time since he had eaten a full meal. Zhang Chi didn't look away from the bottomed plate with nostalgia until he couldn't bend down any longer. He stood up, just in time to meet his father who was standing quietly at the door.
Looking at each other, Zhang Chi saw the tears in his father's eyes.
"From now on, regardless of whether the young master is here or not, eating or not, we must prepare the best meals for the young master on time. If he doesn't eat, you will be hungry. I will kill whoever makes a mistake..." Zhang Fang roared and turned around to leave.
Go, the spilling of a drop of tear was accurately captured by Zhang Chi.
"Father..." Hot warmth flowed through the relaxed and frozen heart.
Zhang Fang finally realized how unqualified he was as a father, so he took as much time as possible to go home and visit his son, hoping to give him more care and fatherly love.
However, he discovered that his son had transformed into a training machine and spent almost all his time on training, and his door was always closed tightly.
However, Zhang Fu has been very attentive since he saw Zhang Jia's tragic situation. He has been guarding Zhang Chi's door and acted loyal.
Zhang Fang also often learned about his son's situation through Zhang Fu. In the past two months, Zhang Chi only left his room for meals five or six times while practicing, and spent the rest of his time practicing.
After learning about this situation, Zhang Xing felt a little worried: "Zhang Er was born with a useless body. It is already a miracle that he can cultivate Xing Qi to the third stage. He can really use Gang Qi in the next six months."
Have you practiced to the sixth level of Qi Shi?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Fang shook his head helplessly. He was promoted from the third level of Qi Shi to the sixth level of Qi Shi in eight months. This is the star energy of the third level. Even with his incredible qualifications, it is unimaginable to upgrade to the second level in three years.