Chapter 622 My Dad Was Born with a Dark Face
"Dad, it hurts!"
Zhang Tiancheng couldn't help but touch his bandaged neck, then looked at Zhang Liming pitifully, "Xu Pinggui is really inhumane. He wants to beat me to death. But..."
He became proud again, "But I forced them to agree to go back and ask Doctor Mu to come. Suddenly I feel that this little injury I suffered is actually nothing!"
Zhang Liming looked at him and couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth:
“You deserve it.
Why are you so stubborn? Can't you just go with him?
Why risk your own life to force them to invite Doctor Mu?"
As he said this, Zhang Liming looked away unnaturally.
If you leave, maybe you can save your life.
"My mother is sick, how can I leave?" At this point, Zhang Tiancheng immediately got up from the bed in embarrassment:
"No, I have to go take care of my mother."
"Ancestor, you have internal injuries, and you still care about your mother? Just lie down and recuperate. Your mother is being taken care of by the servants." Zhang Liming immediately pushed him back.
"It's okay." Zhang Tiancheng opened his hand and took a deep breath.
"Have someone move a couch to my mother's room, and I'll just lie on the couch and watch over her. Dad, I'm worried about my mother if no one is watching her.
Many stories have said that some servants are very cruel, saying one thing in public and another behind the scenes. I am afraid that they will promise to take good care of my mother on the surface, but torture her in secret.
After all, my mother is in a coma now, and we don’t know how they abused and bullied her.”
Zhang Liming's face was not very good, "You have a very bad view of human nature.
Mrs. Liu doesn't dare to do that. You should stop reading those messy story books and see what you have learned."
"I don't know whether she dares or not. I only know that I won't feel at ease unless I keep an eye on her. And I will definitely continue to read the storybooks. They are my spiritual food." Zhang Tiancheng stood up with difficulty.
Seeing that he was about to speak, Zhang Tiancheng immediately interrupted him again:
"Dad, I know you love me, your son.
It’s okay with me. I’m young and can endure it. I’m happy to take care of my parents.
Of course, Dad, if you really love me, then be practical and prepare more food and drinks for me.
When I was recovering from my injuries, I guess the only thing I had left was eating and drinking.
My mother might have woken up suddenly after smelling the fragrance."
Zhang Liming curled the corners of his mouth. He was the only one who believed this.
Unable to persuade him, Zhang Liming had to ask someone to make arrangements.
Zhang Tiancheng, lying on the couch, looked at his mother lying on the bed not far away, with a satisfied look on his face, "Sure enough, I have to stay by my mother's side so that I can recover in peace."
Sun Meilan, who was lying quietly on the bed, couldn't help but clench her hands hidden in the quilt when she heard his words, but she quickly let go.
She had been mentally prepared that Tiancheng would have to suffer a little in order to gain the trust of Zhang Liming and others.
Judging from the sound of his voice now, he shouldn't be seriously injured.
She couldn't hold it in because she was worried about revealing her true identity.
"You asked for it." Zhang Liming glanced at him.
"Dad!" Zhang Tiancheng grabbed his hand, "Dad, I want to eat the cakes from Qizhenlou, the signature crispy pork from Jixianglou, and the roast duck from Li Ji..."
"Shut up!" Zhang Liming's face darkened.
"Where is the money at home..."
"You're lying to me!" Zhang Tiancheng interrupted him with disgust, "I've seen it all, and there's still money at home.
Dad, didn’t you say that you love me the most and spoil me the most, and that everything in the house will be mine from now on?
Now I'm injured and want to eat something, but you don't agree.
Dad, you have changed."
Speaking of this, Zhang Tiancheng looked serious:
"Honestly, Dad, have you changed your mind?
Do you have another family outside, so you want to leave everything in this family to your illegitimate child outside?
After all, that's how it's written in the storybooks: a scumbag father is always unconditionally kind to his illegitimate son, but very harsh to his legitimate son."
"What nonsense are you talking about again!" Zhang Liming was so guilty that he couldn't speak. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay, ancestor, stop talking nonsense. Can I buy it for you?
Don't read storybooks to me anymore. Look at how these storybooks have poisoned you."
"Dad, you are still the best to me!" Zhang Tiancheng cheered.
After the scumbag father left, he immediately looked at Liu Pozi, "Can you stew bird's nest? I want to eat bird's nest to nourish my body."
How could Mrs. Liu dare to say no? She immediately went to stew it.
As soon as the bystanders left, Sun Meilan immediately sat up from the bed.
After a night of rest, she feels much better now.
She ran straight to Zhao Tiancheng, with concern in her eyes, "Tiancheng, how are you injured?"
When her eyes fell on his bandaged neck, her eyes instantly turned red.
"It's okay, your son is in good health!" Zhang Tiancheng reached out and touched his neck, grinning. "It looks scary, but it's just a little break in the skin and some blood is coming out. It's nothing serious."
This movement affected his back and he immediately grimaced.
It still hurts.
"Back." Sun Meilan noticed that his back was stiff and reached out to lift his clothes to see the injury on his back.
Zhang Tiancheng refused, "Mom, it's just a little bruise on my back, it will heal in a few days.
Really, I'm fine, Xu Pinggui knows how to handle things with discretion."
Sun Meilan didn't believe him and insisted on watching no matter what he said.
Zhang Tiancheng had no choice but to lift up his clothes to show her. Fearing that she would worry, he quickly explained:
"It looks a bit serious, but in fact, there is no vital injury, so you absolutely don't have to worry, mother."
Looking at the bruises and swelling on his back, Sun Meilan couldn't help but shed tears with her red eyes.
You still say it’s not serious?
So what would it take to be considered serious?
Zhang Tiancheng panicked and quickly reached out to wipe her tears, "Mom, please don't cry!
If you cry and your eyes are swollen, you will be exposed.
By then, both my mother and I will be dead.
Believe me, I'm really fine. I've been training my body in Yuancheng for a while now."
Sun Meilan knew that he was right, so she sniffed hard and tried to hold back her tears.
It doesn't matter if she dies.
But I must not implicate my son.
"Let me apply the medicine for you. You need to rub the bruise hard to make it loosen. Only when the bruise loosens can it heal faster." Sun Meilan said.
Zhang Tiancheng shook his head again, “Mom, you should continue to be your Sleeping Beauty and don’t worry about me.
My scumbag dad will be back soon and I will let him rub it.
You can’t get any smell on you, my scumbag dad is very smart.”
After comforting his mother, Mrs. Liu soon came back with the stewed bird's nest.
Zhang Tiancheng even asked her to get something for him, and then asked Sun Meilan to drink the bird's nest.
Just after I finished drinking, my scumbag dad came back with a bunch of food.
The mother and son were shocked.
Zhang Tiancheng asked Sun Meilan to lie down, and he pretended to have just finished drinking the bird's nest.
Zhang Liming frowned, "What are you drinking?
Why are you going to your mother's place to drink? That's outrageous."
"Bird's nest." Zhang Tiancheng said honestly, "I wanted to feed some to my mother, but she couldn't swallow it and it kept flowing down the corners of her mouth.
I didn’t want to waste it, so I drank the rest myself, as I needed to replenish myself.”
As he said this he burped.
Then, like a mouse, she sniffed the aroma, her eyes ablaze with excitement as she stared at the oil-paper bags in his hands.
"Dad, you bought everything for me?
Dad, you are indeed my great daddy!"
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As Zhang Tiancheng spoke, he held his waist with his hands and walked towards him in a panic. During the whole process, he was either crying out in pain or gritting his teeth.
This is his son, a good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat, drink, play and is afraid of pain.
Zhang Liming's eyes flashed with satisfaction, but he quickly pretended to be worried and said, "Go slowly, don't rush."
Zhang Tiancheng rushed to the table, then opened each package with quick movements. Looking at the food inside, his eyes almost burst with laughter.
“I can’t bear it even a little bit.
Dad, you know that in the Xu family I have to rely on labor to make a living, but my labor is only worth a few buns.
It’s been a long time since I had a good meal. The last one was last night, and the last one was on New Year’s Eve.”
Zhang Liming looked at him sympathetically, "Then eat more.
The Xu family are such scoundrels, they actually abused you like this, how despicable."
"Isn't it?" Zhang Tiancheng nodded in agreement, then tore off a roast duck leg and took a big bite.
What he didn't say was that since his scumbag father passed away, he actually started to live a life with meat every day. Although it was only a few slices, it was definitely meat, and it smelled pretty good.
Zhang Tiancheng frowned, "Dad, is this Li Ji's roast duck?
Why does it taste different from before?"
He tasted it!
A smile flashed in Zhang Liming's eyes, but he still kept a straight face:
"Just remember it, Li. You might not have eaten it in a long time, so you can't remember it all of a sudden."
"Maybe." Zhang Tiancheng shrugged and continued chewing.
Well, test yourself!
This is not Li Ji's roast duck at all.
At this moment, the Zhang family's housekeeper walked in.
"Master, Master, that evil spirit from the Xu family who injured the young master yesterday is here again." The Zhang family's housekeeper looked panicked. "He said..."
"You don't have to tell me, I'll say it myself." Xu Pinggui suddenly appeared at the door and interrupted the Zhang family's housekeeper.
Then he walked in as if nothing had happened. At the same time, he glanced in the direction of Sun Meilan without leaving any trace. Finally, he looked at Zhang Tiancheng who was shocked, and curled his lips slightly:
"At the latest, Doctor Mu will arrive tomorrow afternoon, so before he arrives, I have to stay with you to prevent you from running away again without keeping your promise.
I'm watching you here, Zhang Tiancheng, do you have any objections?"
Zhang Tiancheng raised his jaw, his eyes filled with fear. "How can I object? My back still hurts."
"No!" Xu Pinggui shook his head, walked over, tore off the other roast duck leg he had left over, and started to chew it.
"My duck leg!" Zhang Tiancheng felt distressed.
Woo woo, it’s gone. He specially left it for his mother to eat.
"Why, I can't eat?" Xu Pinggui asked back.
Then his eyes fell on Zhang Liming, with a half-smile:
"Boss Zhang, do you have any objections?
Look at your dark face!"
"My father was born with a dark complexion!" Zhang Tiancheng stood up in a panic and pressed his greasy hands directly against his father's face.
"Look, my dad is smiling!"
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