Chapter 302 Zhang Rishan’s Current Situation
Zhang Qiling looked at the greedy looks of these children and couldn't help laughing, but also felt helpless.
"Let's ask the kitchen to prepare a special portion of cakes for the children every day."
Look at how greedy they are. He feels ashamed for these kids.
"Okay, Chief."
Zhang Benan agreed without any objection, but what he was thinking in his mind was to let these children learn cooking in advance.
The more difficult medicinal food can be put aside for now and learned together with pharmacology and medical skills in a few years. Now it is also a good idea to teach them how to make snacks to lay a basic foundation.
Then you can make it and eat it yourself, which not only saves you from troubling others but also improves children's enthusiasm. It's perfect!
"By the way, do you know what's going on with Zhang Rishan?"
Zhang Qiling asked casually.
He suddenly remembered that when Zhang Moyu urged him to get married, he was still thinking about Zhang Rishan and asked him to have more children for Zhang Moyu to raise so that he would not always focus on himself.
Zhang Moyu hadn't mentioned this topic for a long time, but Zhang Qiling discovered yesterday that Zhang Moyu was paying special attention to those outstanding girls while looking through the family diary, and he suddenly became alert.
"I'm not quite sure, this matter is under the responsibility of Zhang Benling, and that person should be under Zhang Benling's command now.
But I heard that he bought a modern estate next to the Blue Mountain Villa, and there are more than 20 pregnant women in it."
All kinds of precious secret medicines were used, but only about twenty women became pregnant in nearly three months. Zhang Qiling inexplicably developed a feeling of contempt for Zhang Rishan.
This person is not good...
There are only twenty or so of them. Zhang Rishan is too useless. Is it worthy of the expensive secret medicine he took?
Zhang Benan understood his thoughts from his micro-expressions, and with a subtle look on his face, he sent the children to the next class. He only spoke to Zhang Qiling after the children had left.
"It would be great to have twenty or so newborns. I have also heard of the recipe passed down in the clan.
It can ensure the blood concentration and health of the child, but the price paid is the parents' energy, blood concentration, potential and lifespan.
This method is against the will of nature. Even if we consciously maintain the tools...
Well, even if you give him all kinds of supplements all day long, he won’t last long.
I guess that person is already emaciated now. When the blood in his body is completely exhausted, that will be the time for his death."
Zhang Qiling really didn’t know about this, but even if he knew now, he wouldn’t say much, but just sighed silently in his heart.
Every newborn life is the hope of the family. Being able to die on the way to inherit the family, Zhang Rishan can be said to have lived a wonderful life and died gloriously.
Isn't this another kind of heroic father?
Suddenly, a strange idea came to Zhang Qiling's mind. When these children grow up, he might say this to them:
Your father is a respectable man. For the prosperity of the family, he disregarded his own health, sacrificed small things for the greater good, and contributed everything he had!
He had spent his entire life striving for the prosperity of his family. Although he took some detours in his youth, in his final days, he single-handedly raised the family's fertility rate...
Throwing away the messy things in his mind, Zhang Qiling felt that he must have been too idle these two days, which was why he was thinking so much.
It was also Wuxie's fault. These past two days, he had been sending messages to harass him every day. For that so-called interview, he even wrote a speech of several thousand words, which was full of empty and false words, but sounded very noble and righteous.
On the other side, Wu Xie, who was far away in Hangzhou and was thinking about his words at home, suddenly sneezed loudly.
Rubbing his nose, Wuxie suspected that he might have caught a cold from his trip to the Queen Mother of the West Palace two days ago.
Spending the night in the desert, traveling a long distance, getting wet in the rain, splashed with mud, and wading in water for a long time, it's not surprising that I caught a cold.
He consciously found the medicine box, took out the only remaining packet of Isatis root from the bottom of the box, tore it open and made himself a glass of water.
It had a strange yet familiar taste, slightly sweet and bitter, with a hint of medicine. Wuxie drank most of it in one go, and casually held the medicine packet in his other hand. Just as he was about to throw it away, he suddenly saw the expiration date printed on it, and almost spit out the medicine in his mouth that he hadn't swallowed yet.
When did you buy this medicine?
This has been expired for two years!!!
Wuxie choked again and quickly took the cup into the bathroom.
After all the trouble, Wuxie sat quietly on the sofa again with a cup of hot tea. He even changed into a new white shirt, applied baby cream, and combed his hair.
Today is the day when the editor comes to interview me. Wuxie pays great attention to his image.
Just as the agreed time was about to arrive, Wuxie's cell phone suddenly rang. The big words "Second Uncle" on it made Wuxie's heart skip a beat.
The ringing of the cell phone was like a death warrant, urging him to answer the call quickly.
Every time the phone vibrated, he felt like his brain was shaking.
Several images flashed through Wuxie's mind quickly, and he felt that the unpleasant memories from the past suddenly came back to attack him.
He just came back and hasn't had time to do anything yet. Could it be that his second uncle is here to settle the score with him?
Even if you want to recommend a girl to him, he still has his third uncle, an old bachelor, to help him.
Thinking of Wu Sansheng who has now returned home, Wuxie suddenly thought of a possibility, and the expression on his face twisted for a moment.
Could it be that his third uncle is causing trouble again and wants him to take the blame?
From childhood to adulthood, Wuxie has been slandered by his uncle so many times that he is no longer surprised and even accustomed to it.
Something about breaking an antique while cleaning, and then stuffing a feather duster into the young boy's hands.
When he stained the calligraphy and painting while appreciating it, he was coaxed into giving them to his grandmother by holding a cake in one hand and a calligraphy and painting in the other.
I cooked tea eggs with my second uncle's treasured tea leaves, and after eating them, I taught him to bury the eggshells in the ground to help fertilize the flowers.
Every fight during childhood ended with him being spanked, which was heartbreaking to hear and made anyone who saw it cry.
When Wuxie looks back now, he feels that he was so stupid and naive in the past!
As for what happens after he grows up, Wuxie still remembers the incident in the Xisha underwater tomb not long ago. Wu Sansheng secretly added a contract to sell himself and sold him to Aning.
Just a second before the phone automatically hung up, Wuxie still struggled to answer the call.
"Hello? My dearest uncle, what's up?"
Wuxie, adhering to the idea of not hitting someone who smiles at him, greeted Wu Erbai on the other end of the phone in a friendly manner using the annoying tone he learned from Nan Xihe.
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