On the other side.
Jiangling, Zhang Manor.
In the study room.
In front of a long table, a black-faced, rough man with a steel beard and a ring-shaped head was gently holding a paintbrush, carefully sketching the tip of a woman's eyebrow on the drawing paper.
At the side.
As his son, Zhang Bao looked at his father, who did not seem to have heard what he had just said, with a helpless expression.
"Father!"
"Did you hear what I said just now? The Eldest Young Master almost ran over the son of Military Advisor Zhuge with his horse.”
"Not only that, I was ordered by you to go out and buy pastries for little sister Xing Cai. I even saw Uncle Guan angrily go to County Governor Manor to see Uncle Liu.”
"Please don't just focus on your paintings.”
Zhang Bao didn't understand.
They were both sworn brothers of Uncle Liu, but why was the difference between his father and his second uncle so huge?
Every day, his second uncle would bring his brother Guan Ping and the others to practice martial arts, but his unreliable father was good.
Let me practice.
As for himself…
Haha!
After waking up early in the morning, regardless of rain or shine, he would first draw a portrait of a beautiful lady in the house before talking about anything else.
He remained calm and collected.
Zhang Bao glanced at the painting of beautiful women that was almost piled up into a small mountain in the corner of the wall. The more she looked at it, the more tired she felt.
After an unknown amount of time.
As Zhang Bao waited numbly, Zhang Fei raised his wrist slightly and immediately put away his brush.
On the paper, a beautiful woman with a smile appeared.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, as if she was smiling sweetly at someone outside the painting.
"Hahaha!"
"Looks like my drawing skills have improved.”
"In time, he will definitely become the number one painter in the world.”
Grandma Wang praised herself.
Only then did Zhang Fei look at Zhang Bao, who did not look like him at all. Instead, it was Zhang Bao, the son who looked like his second brother…
He opened his mouth.
"What's wrong?" he asked like a bandit.”
"Even if I didn't hear what you said just now, would you still beat me up?”
Zhang Bao was speechless.
Looking at her unreasonable father, Zhang Fei, who was like a piece of rotten meat, Zhang Bao did not know how to respond to his words.
As for Zhang Fei, he looked at his son who was rendered speechless by his words and could not help but mutter,"If I didn't know that you're Zhang Fei's blood kin, I would have whipped you to death in front of your mother.”
"You're not like me at all. I get angry just looking at you every day.”
What else could Zhang Bao say?
He had long been used to his father's disgraceful words, so he decisively lowered his head and did not speak.
Because he knew.
The more he spoke, the more his father, Zhang Fei, would become more enthusiastic.
Seeing his son respond to him with silence as usual, Zhang Fei felt bored.
After that.
He walked up to Zhang Bao and kicked his son's butt.
"Zhang Bao, my son, please use your pig brain to think…"
"Your Uncle Guan has already gone to County Governor Manor to look for my big brother. Do you still want me to go?”
"If Second Brother goes, he will definitely teach Liu Feng a lesson and help nephew Zhuge seek justice.”
"If your father goes again, it'll be the same as making a big deal out of it.”
"The two elders ganged up to bully Big Brother's adopted son, Liu Feng. What would outsiders think? How embarrassed would Big Brother's face be?”
"You really don't have a brain at all.”
"If you go to the battlefield and lead the army in the future, won't you be schemed against by the enemy generals? At that time, do you want me to bring you filial piety?”
Zhang Fei spoke to Zhang Bao impolitely.
"Also,"
"Can't you use your brain to think…"
"Your Uncle Guan went to seek justice for nephew Zhuge. Can't you stop him halfway and invite him to our residence to comfort him?”
"I see that big nephew is a talented person. He is a person with a brain like Zhuge Jun. You have to interact with him more often.”
Hearing Zhang Fei's words, Zhang Bao could only nod.
"Father is right. I will remember it!”
"You remember? Hmph, I think you don't remember! If you remember, why are you still standing here? Why don't you hurry up and invite my nephew Zhuge to the residence?”
Zhang Fei asked three questions, and Zhang Bao walked out without looking back.
……
After half an incense stick of time.
On the streets of the city.
Zhuge Yi looked at Zhang Bao, who had appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of him and Xiang Chong. Zhang Bao claimed to be Zhang Fei's son, and a trace of suspicion flashed in Zhuge Yi's eyes.
"You said…"
"Uncle Zhang invited me to the residence for a chat?”
But in his heart.
Zhuge Yi sized up Zhang Bao's face and found it ridiculous.
This Zhang Bao and Zhang Fei didn't look alike!!!
How could the black-faced Zhang Fei give birth to a white-faced son?
In the future.
Who would believe it!
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