Zhou Cheng gestured to the waiter, indicating that he didn't want Zhou Tong to hear what he was about to say. The two of them walked to a pavilion.
"Second Young Master, I have come this time to ask you for a favor. I am already terminally ill and there is nothing I can do to save me, but the only person I am worried about is my youngest son, Zhou Tong.”
"My youngest son has a big appetite since he was young, but he is also very strong. I hope that the second master can take care of him and let him have a meal in this world.”
"Of course, if this child doesn't live up to expectations, I hope that the second master can raise him until he's 16 years old. After he's 16 years old, his life and death will be determined by fate, and he'll be left to fend for himself!”
"Uncle Zhou, Er Yue Hong (Hong) naturally won't give up on this little brother. Ever since big brother Zhou Shun sacrificed himself to save me, I've decided to take care of you in your old age. Zhou Tong is naturally my little brother, so I won't leave him alone.”
Zhou Cheng was very satisfied with the waiter's words, but he still resolutely refused.
"Second Young Master, your family is large and you have a large family to support. It is already not easy for our Zhou Tong to be able to earn a living from you. If you feel guilty, then it is fine to keep Zhou Tong as an apprentice.”
"As for my younger brother, please don't mention him again. I know that I don't have much time left, so I hope that the second young master can help me collect my corpse for Zhou Shun's sake. After Zhou Tong comes of age, I'll tell him everything!”
"Uncle Zhou, you…"
"Second Young Master, there's no need to say any more. Seeing you, I can rest assured about Zhou Tong's future. I'm leaving, there's no need to send me off.”
Eryue Hong (red) looked at Zhou Cheng's back as he left. It was as if a huge stone had been placed on his chest. He looked in the direction Zhou Cheng left and said,
"Come out! I know you're watching."
Zhou Tong was currently hiding behind the water vat. He had heard everything his father had said, not missing a single word. At this moment, Zhou Tong felt his chest become very stuffy, and he was a little breathless.
"Second Young Master, I know that my father is doing this for my own good. I want to go back and accompany my father for the rest of my life.”
"Ah, Zhou Tong, right? Since you've heard Uncle's words, you should know that Uncle naturally has his reasons for not letting you look for him.”
"Live well and live happily. Don't let uncle down.”
"From today onwards, you are my younger brother. In Sand City, if anyone dares to bully you, report my name.”
"Young master, I, I will listen to my father. I want to be your apprentice and learn my skills.”
Er Yue Hong (red) looked at Zhou Tong's appearance and recalled what Zhou Shun had said to him before he died. He had said that he had a younger brother with a stubborn temper.
However, when Eryue Hong (Red) saw Zhou Tong, Zhou Shun, and Zhou Cheng, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"This isn't a stubborn brother. The whole family isn't easy to talk to.”
"Up to you. Let's go. The food is already prepared. Uncle Zhou said that you can eat. I want to see if you can really eat that much. Let's compete and see who eats more.”
If Zhou Tong was still a child without the memories of his previous life, he would probably have taken February Hong's words seriously. But he was not. In this ten-year-old body lived an adult in his twenties.
Although Zhou Tong had seen through this kind of trick to coax children, it was just eating this. Because he had been an abandoned baby in his previous life, it was really difficult for Zhou Tong to feel the existence of love in the eyes of others.
At the dining table, Zhou Tong and Eryue Hong (Red) were eating the food on the table. Zhou Tong, who had already awakened his Taotie bloodline and learned the Six Treasury Immortal Thief, had a huge appetite.
A table full of food had been practically wiped out by Zhou Tong alone. As if to reassure Zhou Tong, February Hong (Red) also fought with him for food, forcing himself to eat when he couldn't.
The final result was that our Little Yue Er had eaten too much, slumped in a chair and burped, looking at Zhou Tong with an expression that said,"You really can eat."
Er Yue Hong (red) looked very funny, but Zhou Tong couldn't laugh, because all of this was for him. If it wasn't for him, the second young master wouldn't be so pretentious.
After some calculations in his heart, Zhou Tong walked to the tea table and poured a cup of tea. He brought it to Er Yue Hong (red), knelt on one knee, and raised the teacup high.
"Master, disciple Zhou Tong invites Master to drink tea.”
Er Yue Hong (Red) was currently extremely stuffed, but when he heard Zhou Tong's words and Zhou Tong's nondescript way of serving tea, he found it funny. Although Zhou Tong didn't know the rules, his heart was still very precious.
He raised his teacup and downed the tea in one gulp, then placed the empty teacup back into Zhou Tong's hand. With one hand on his stomach and the other behind his back, he solemnly said to Zhou Tong,
"Since you want to acknowledge me as your master, I must tell you the rules of our sect. If you can accept it, then stay here and learn well. If you can't accept it, our Hong family can support you for the rest of your life and guarantee that you won't have to worry about food and clothing.”
"Disciple can accept it. I can accept any rules. I hope Master will take me as a disciple.”
"Alright, the rules of our sect are that there are no rules, but you have to listen to your master. Do whatever I tell you to do, and don't do it if I don't let you do it. Haha, quickly get up, the ground is cold.”
Er Yue Hong (Red)'s words stunned Zhou Tong. He had originally intended to hear about the rules of the Second Master's house, but he hadn't expected that this Second Master, who paid attention to etiquette, was actually such a person.
Actually, he could roughly guess it. After all, the current Second Master was not the Second Master eight years later. He was mature, steady, and resourceful.
The current Second Master was only a half-grown boy a few years older than Zhou Tong. Although he could already see the shadow of the future Second Master, he still had the ignorance and naivety of a youth.
"Let's go. Since you've already acknowledged me as your master, you can't wear these clothes anymore. Put them away. I'll bring you to buy some daily necessities and clothes later.”
"Home…Home? That's great. It would be even better if his father was here.”
Zhou Tong didn't say these words out loud. He merely thought to himself, then followed the waiter out to buy clothes and daily necessities.
Although on the surface, he was going to buy supplies, in reality, it was February Hong (Red)'s consideration of Zhou Tong, to see if he really had the talent to do this.
If he didn't, then Hong (Red) planned to teach him how to read and write. At that time, even if he wrote letters and read books for others, he would be able to support him for the rest of his life.
If he was talented, he would teach him his true abilities and let him help him manage the hall in the future.
Through February Hong's observations, Zhou Tong's talent was extremely high. Not to mention his talent in learning, but his foundation. It was indeed as Uncle Zhou Cheng had said, that eating more would result in greater strength.
Moreover, the strength of his bones was also very high. If one did not look at his height and appearance, just based on his strength and speed, he would not be inferior to an ordinary adult.
He had good control over his strength and was meticulous. He was a good seedling. Whether it was in the army or in his own line of work, he could easily obtain some achievements.
February Hong (Red) had decided to properly nurture Zhou Tong, not just for Zhou Shun's sake, but also for Zhou Tong's own talent.
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