It started snowing again. Despite Wang Dong and his wife's repeated attempts to keep him, Zhang Shixun still braved the snow and rushed back to Kaifeng City.

When he entered the city, it was already dark. Zhang Shixun bought some cakes at a roadside snack shop and hurried to the lotus shed. However, after entering through the back door, he found it empty and there was no one in sight.

Maybe it’s because of the weather, Zhang Shixun thought as he rode towards Ding Dusai’s house.

Find the willow tree and knock on the door.

After knocking for a long time, the door creaked open from the inside.

"Who's knocking on the door?" A disheveled head stuck out from the door and asked in a hoarse voice. The smell of alcohol almost made Zhang Shixun fall.

"Uncle Ding, it's me." Zhang Shixun recognized the voice as that of Ding's father.

Without saying a word, Father Ding took off one of his shoes and hit Zhang Shixun in the face.

Zhang Shixun took a step back to avoid it and said quickly, "Uncle Ding, don't mistake me for someone else. I am Zhang Shixun."

"I didn't admit my mistake. I hit you." Father Ding staggered forward, cursing as he beat me: "I hit you, you ungrateful villain! I hit you, you heartless bastard! I hit you, you heartless and ungrateful thing."

Zhang Shixun retreated repeatedly, saying, "Uncle Ding, are you mistaken? I am Zhang Shixun."

"Ah!?" Father Ding stopped and rubbed his eyes. When he saw clearly who the person in front of him was, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

"Uncle Ding, what happened to you?" Zhang Shixun stepped forward to support him.

Father Ding did not get up, but sat on the snow, crying and wailing like a tyrant, his legs kicking wildly.

"Uncle Ding, don't cry. What happened to you?" Zhang Shixun pulled him up from the ground.

"Zhang Shixun, you little bastard, you haven't come for such a long time. Saisai and I are almost bullied to death, and you don't care... Woo woo!" Father Ding was crying and snotting.

"I've been busy training with the Tianwu Army these days and haven't had time to come out. As soon as I got my day off today, I rushed over... Old man, tell me, who bullied you and Saisai?" Zhang Shixun heard someone bullying Ding Dusai and was filled with righteous indignation: "Tell me, and I'll beat up that blind bastard."

"Do you... mean what you said?" Father Ding stopped crying immediately and asked with a smell of alcohol.

"Of course it's true. A real man should keep his word." Zhang Shixun tried his best to turn his head away to avoid the strong smell of alcohol exhaled by Ding's father.

"The man who bullied us is called... Han Wu." Father Ding pointed to the east angrily, but unexpectedly he slipped and fell on his butt.

Zhang Shixun was trying to avoid the smell of alcohol coming from him and failed to grab him.

"I can't live anymore, woohoo! You are all unfilial." Father Ding sat on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and started crying again.

Zhang Shixun felt a headache. He had no experience in dealing with such drunkards.

Father Ding peeked at Zhang Shixun through his fingers and saw that he was squatting beside him without any support. His crying suddenly became louder.

"Uncle, I brought some snacks. If you get hungry after crying, how about you eat some snacks and then continue crying?" Zhang Shixun was angry and said some unpleasant words.

Unexpectedly, when Mr. Ding heard the word "dim sum", he jumped up from the ground. His movements were so fast that he didn't look like a drunk person at all.

Zhang Shixun was dumbfounded and stood there in a daze.

Father Ding snatched the snack from Zhang Shixun's hand, tore open the horse manure paper, grabbed a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth. As he ate, he said, "You are also an unfilial son. You watched me starve to death, and why didn't you bring out the food earlier?"

Zhang Shixun was speechless and just stood there watching the shameless old man wolf down the snacks.

"Eat slowly, this whole bag of snacks is yours." Zhang Shixun kindly reminded him when he saw that he was about to choke.

Father Ding swallowed the food in his mouth with great effort and held the bag of snacks tightly, as if he was afraid that Zhang Shixun would snatch it away.

"Uncle Ding, you just said that Han Wu bullied Madam Ding and you. Is that true?" Zhang Shixun asked.

"What I said is true." After eating a piece of dessert, Mr. Ding felt relieved and slowed down his pace.

"The man who bullied you, his name is...something?" Zhang Shixun didn't hear it clearly just now.

"Splash Han Wu."

Zhang Shixun thought the name sounded familiar, but after a while he couldn't figure it out, so he asked, "How did that scoundrel Han Wu bully Madam Ding and you? Tell me about it."

"This scoundrel Han Wu is the reincarnation of a starving ghost. He eats more by himself than our entire family. He is almost eating our family out of money." Father Ding said here, his voice full of grief and indignation.

"What? You are angry because this Han Wu eats too much?" Zhang Shixun was a little confused.

"He is Saisai's maternal uncle. He came to visit his elder sister, Saisai's mother, a few days ago."

Only then did Zhang Shixun understand that this scoundrel Han Wu was Ding Dusai's uncle.

"Since a relative is visiting you, you still complain about his big appetite. Uncle Ding is too stingy." Zhang Shixun was both angry and amused. "No matter how big his appetite is, it won't eat you out of money, right?"

"Do you know how much this guy eats in one meal?" Father Ding said with a roll of his eyes.

"How much do you want to eat?" Zhang Shixun secretly complained that Father Ding was such a stingy person.

Ding's father gestured, "He stuffed a huge pile of pancakes like this in just a few bites. Even then, he shamelessly touched his belly and said he was only half full... This doesn't look like he's visiting relatives, it's like a wild boar has broken into our home."

"This...haha!" Zhang Shixun couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Are you still laughing?" Father Ding glared at him.

"Uncle Ding, if you're short of money, just give me a call. I have plenty of money."

"Bah! I'm not worried about the money, but I'm angry when I see him eating so much." After saying this, Father Ding walked into the house angrily with the snacks in his arms.

"Uncle Ding, it's getting dark and the ground is slippery. Be careful with your steps." Zhang Shixun stepped forward to support him and took the opportunity to ask, "Are you home alone? Where's Madam Ding? Did she go out?"

"After lunch, he took that shrew Han Wu out. Han Wu was so shameless that he followed him." Father Ding was supported by him and walked into the courtyard, muttering, "A grown man like him, but he still follows his wife around when he goes out. He's really useless."

With the help of the reflection of the snow, Zhang Shixun looked around. The Ding family's yard was not big, and there were three houses in front of him. Because it was dark, he couldn't tell whether they were tiled houses or thatched houses.

"What are you looking at with your head tilted?" Although Father Ding was drunk, he was very sensitive to Zhang Shixun's movements. "My family is a small family. We don't have a backyard, let alone a back garden. Don't tilt your neck to look back."

"I wasn't looking around. It was just my first time at your house, and I was curious."

"No...don't be curious!"

"Well, I'm not curious."

Don't argue with a drunk.