Zhu Yuanzhang fainted.
Chen Biao was so scared that he almost rushed forward to give Zhu Yuanzhang artificial respiration.
The servants quickly carried Zhu Yuanzhang to the bed and called a doctor.
The doctor pinched Zhu Yuanzhang's Ren Zhong point, inserted gold needles into his body, and even tried to make Chen Biao urinate like a fairy boy.
Of course Chen Biao refused immediately. But Chen Chong was very excited and immediately took off his shorts, saying that he could urinate freshly into his father's mouth.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang woke up, holding his forehead, and heard his second son's very filial words.
Chen Biao covered his eyes with his hands and turned his back, not wanting to see his brother being spanked by Zhu Yuanzhang, who grabbed him and put him on the bed.
Ma Xiuying gently stroked his chest: "I'm fine, I'm fine. Biao'er, why did your father suddenly faint?"
Chen Biao looked at Ma Xiuying's already very pregnant belly and said, "My father must be overworked. Why don't you ask him? I just came back, I don't know."
After Zhu Yuanzhang finished beating his second son, he also took a look at Ma Xiuying's pregnant belly and said, "I'm really too tired recently. I just need to rest for a few more days."
After listening to what Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Biao had to say, the doctor said, "I'll prescribe some tranquilizers for the general. Don't stay up late these days; it's bad for your health."
After saying this, he personally went to the warehouse to prepare some calming tonic.
The Marshal's symptoms were clearly caused by excessive emotional fluctuations, leading to a blockage of Qi and blood. He didn't want to know anything that could cause such extreme emotional fluctuations.
Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Biao and the doctor cooperated instantly, and Ma Xiuying did not suspect anything.
Zhu Yuanzhang was a big night owl. He had to deal with official business, study calligraphy, and practice horse riding and archery every day. He could only sleep for two hours at most and still feel energetic.
Ma Xiuying said angrily, "I've been telling you to rest well and take care of yourself, but you kept saying you were fine. Why are you in trouble now? You scared Biao'er and me."
Ma Xiuying started nagging, and Chen Biao immediately pulled his brother away with tears in his eyes and a swollen butt.
Although a big slap on the fleshy buttocks might not cause any injuries, Chen Biao still asked a doctor to check his brother's buttocks just in case.
He feels very guilty and regretful now.
He had long known that his father was a die-hard fan of Zhu Yuanzhang, but he never expected that his father would be so anxious that he fainted when he heard about this.
Chen Biao also felt a little aggrieved and jealous.
What does Zhu Yuanzhang's wife and son have to do with you? How could you faint? It's not me or my mother who's in trouble.
He really doesn't understand the feudal idea of loyalty to the emperor.
Chen Chong cried bitterly when he was beaten, but he shut up as soon as he walked out of Zhu Yuanzhang's bedroom.
Chen Biao held his brother's hand and asked, "Why aren't you crying anymore?"
Chen Chong sniffed: "Mom and Dad are not here."
Chen Biao took Chen Chun to get some hot water and washed the tears and snot off Chen Chun's face: "Dad and Mom are not here, but Big Brother is here. You can still cry if you want."
Chen Xun shook his head, then hugged Chen Biao's arm: "Brother, will you leave again?"
Chen Biao said: "If necessary, I will definitely have to go out."
Chen Chong wrapped himself around Chen Biao like an octopus: "Take me with you!"
Chen Biao said, "Be gentle, be gentle, why are you so strong? You are still young, I will take you with me when you grow up."
Chen Chong screamed, "I'm only one year younger than you! If you can go, I can go too!"
Chen Biao supported Chen Chun, who was standing on tiptoe and pressing hard against him. He was almost pushed down by Chen Chun: "Yes, you are one year younger than me, so you can't go where I can go. When you grow up to be the same age as me, I will take you there."
Chen Xun asked, "Really?"
Chen Biao said, "Brother, when have I ever lied to you? Okay, stop strangling me, let's go find a doctor to check your butt. Be careful, your butt will swell up so much that you won't be able to sleep at night."
Chen Chong then let go of Chen Biao, but continued to hold Chen Biao's hand tightly, with such force that Chen Biao's hand felt a little painful.
Chen Biao sighed and endured it obediently.
He thought his younger brother, who was young and had his mother by his side, wouldn't mind him being away from home for a few months. He never expected that although Chun'er seemed so heartless, she actually couldn't bear to leave him.
A few months after Chen Biao left home, Chen Chong did become a little too attached to Chen Biao.
During the short journey they took to see the doctor, Chen Chong kept pushing against Chen Biao, forcing Chen Biao to walk in a serpentine pattern. Several times, he was almost pushed into the bushes in the garden by Chen Chong.
Chen Biao was helpless: "Chuang'er, walk properly."
Chen Chong agreed readily: "Okay."
Then, Chen Chong continued to squeeze towards Chen Biao, and Chen Biao continued to move in a serpentine manner.
Chen Biao glanced at the Chen family servants who were trying to hold back their laughter along the way and said, "Chuang'er, how about having someone carry us there?"
Chen Chong immediately hugged Chen Biao: "Then let's hug him together!"
Chen Biao black line.
The person who could carry our two little fat boys together would probably have to be found among the Chen family guards. By the time the Chen family guards arrived, he and Chen Chong had already reached their destination.
So Chen Biao had no choice but to give up and continue to lead Chen Chong in a serpentine route.
The doctor was squatting in the warehouse looking for medicine. After hearing the purpose of Chen Biao's visit, he asked his apprentice to get a cool ointment and told him to apply it.
Chen Biao looked at the ointment in the small jar. "Is this the ointment used in the army for traumatic injuries? Will it be too harsh for Chong'er?"
The doctor said, "It's not something used in the army, but an ointment that Madam asked me to make for the Second Young Master. Master, after you left, the Second Young Master has been beaten every other day."
Chen Biao: “…”
He immediately looked at his good brother in disbelief.
Our mother seems to be as magnanimous as a bodhisattva. What did my brother do to deserve being beaten every other day by his pregnant mother ?!
Chen Chong turned his head away and didn't look at his brother.
Chen Biao whispered, "I'll deal with you later."
He held the small jar of ointment in one hand and held his brother's hand in the other, and went back to the room to apply the ointment on his brother.
The doctor looked at the backs of the brothers Chen Biao and Chen Chong as they left, smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
The young apprentice asked, "Master, what are you laughing at?"
The doctor said, "Nothing. Let's go and boil the medicine."
Most of the doctors in the Yuan and Ming dynasties were Confucian scholars who were well-versed in classics.
During the Yuan Dynasty, the imperial examination system was intermittent, and the selection of Han officials by the Yuan court was almost entirely controlled by the aristocracy and powerful families. Some scholars, realizing that studying could not save the country, began to study medicine and medical theory in the hope of governing the people.
Therefore, during the Yuan and Ming dynasties, the study and compilation of medical classics were the most systematic, and most of the miracle doctors were great scholars.
Of course, this also has its drawbacks. The drawback is that the bad habit of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, which only focuses on books and empty talk about nature and reason, was also brought into the medical community. People who switched from Confucianism to medicine no longer focused on practice, but tried to use idealistic ideas to explain the mysteries of the human body.
This doctor was Zhu Yuanzhang's military doctor. Unlike ordinary Confucian doctors, he focused more on practice. He was also a well-read and knowledgeable person.
So he could see that the second young master seemed like a different person after the eldest young master left the Chen family, and his cruelty and rebelliousness were shocking.
Mrs. Ma must have noticed this, and she immediately changed from a loving mother to a stick-wielding loving mother. After Mrs. Ma's strict teaching, Chen Chong reluctantly restrained himself a little.
Who would have thought that as soon as the eldest young master came back, the second young master immediately turned into a good baby who was just a little naughty, as if the cat and dog dislikes of the past few months did not exist.
The doctor took the medicine and stroked his beard.
The second young master's personality is exactly the same as the negative side of the Marshal's personality. This family still cannot do without the eldest young master.
Chen Biao helped Chen Chun apply the medicine. The medicine had a slight stimulating effect, and even Chen Biao's intact hand felt a little hot, but Chen Chun was fine.
Chen Biao asked, "Don't you feel any pain?"
Chen Chong put on his pants and lay on Chen Biao's legs, acting like a spoiled child: "I'm used to it."
陈标洗干净手后，弹了一下弟弟的额头：“习惯了？难道我走后，你天天去娘那里找揍？娘那么好脾气的人，你究竟能调皮到什么地步，才气得娘找大夫专门为你调制药膏？”
Chen Chong muttered, "My brother is missing. I'm here to look for him."
Chen Chong was still young and his explanation was not very clear.
After Chen Biao inquired with the servants around Chen Chong, he learned that Chen Chong had been going out to look for him every day since he left. When his mother refused to let him go, Chen Chong got angry and smashed things.
Chen Biao frowned. When had his brother become so irritable? How come he never knew about it?
Although his younger brother often destroys his things, it is just out of mischief and not intentional destruction.
"Besides smashing things, what other bad things have you done?" Chen Biao pinched Chen Chong's ear.
Chen Chong muttered, "I wanted to throw something at him, but if I threw something at him, he would just scold me, and if I threw something at him, he would get angry, so I just threw things at him."
Chen Biao was so angry that he laughed. "You knew I would be angry? I thought you had no idea what was going on and that you were just being unreasonable!"
Chen Biao patted Chen Chong's butt which had just been treated with medicine. Chen Chong cried out in pain and hugged Chen Biao's small, thick waist tightly with his short hands.
Chen Biao said, "We have to eat and wear clothes at home, so brother has to go out to earn money from time to time. Otherwise, who will buy the things you smash? I will start teaching you to write now. In the future, if you miss me, just write to me and don't bother others."
Chen Xun pouted: "Don't lie to me, I understand, making money is my parents' business."
Chen Biao said, "Dad and Mom have to go to war, so I'll take care of this little thing called making money. When you grow up, you can help me, and we can make money together to support our younger siblings."
Chen Xun withdrew his hands, covered his ears, and refused to listen. He just didn't want his brother to leave.
As long as Chen Chong could remember, he had never been away from Chen Biao. Every day, Chen Biao would treat him to delicious food and fun things, and tell him stories and moral lessons.
Although his mother was with him, his brother was gone, so Chen Chong couldn't control his bad temper and insisted on looking for his brother.
Chen Biao rubbed Chen Xun's head and said, "Brother, I want to apologize to you first. I left without saying goodbye to you in person and made you worry. Then, please apologize to me for smashing the things I worked so hard to buy, okay?"
Chen Xun put down his hands that were covering his ears and said with a pout, "I've been beaten..."
Chen Biao said, "It was your mother who hit you. What does it have to do with me? Apologize now!"
Chen Xun said weakly, "I'm sorry, brother. I shouldn't have smashed things."
Chen Biao said, "I'll count how many things you've broken and put the lost money in your account. Remember to pay me back when you grow up and can earn money."
Chen Xun was dumbfounded: "You still want to pay it back?!"
Chen Biao nodded seriously: "That's right. From now on, your New Year's money and pocket money should be used to repay the debt first!"
Chen Xun was anxious: "Brother!"
Chen Biao rubbed his brother's face vigorously. "It's no use calling me brother. If you do something wrong, you will be spanked. If you waste things, you will be fined. One thing for one thing. If I don't let you pay back, how do you know how hard it was to get the things you smashed? Our family's money didn't come from the wind. Do you accept the punishment?"
Chen Xuan pursed his lips, and the corners of his eyes were about to fall out: "Well, I admit it..."
Chen Biao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his brother accept the punishment obediently.
When he first heard that his younger brother became a bad boy as soon as he left, he thought there was something wrong with his education over the years.
Fortunately, although my younger brother was willful for a while, he is still a reasonable and good brother at heart.
Chen Biao helped Chen Chong wipe the tears from his eyes. "Let me see if there are any fresh eggs today. How about we have steamed cake today?"
Chen Xun immediately swallowed back his anger: "Okay!"
Chen Biao smiled and said, "Would you like jam or sweet cream?"
Chen Chong raised his hands: "I want both!"
Chen Biao sighed. "Okay, you've learned your lesson. Do you want to draw a pattern on the steamed cake?"
Chen Chong vigorously waved his raised short hands: "Yes! I want to draw a big sword!"
Chen Biao nodded: "Okay. You lie down for a while, and come back to me after the effect of the medicine wears off."
Chen Chong lay down obediently, signaling his brother to go and make steamed cakes quickly, and slurped his saliva.
Although the family chef can make steamed cakes, Chen Chong believes that no matter what dish it is, the one made by his brother is the best.
Chen Biao thought this was probably Chen Chong's illusion. Because when he went to the kitchen to cook, he was actually just directing others to cook, so the taste should be similar.
But Chen Chun insisted that his brother's food was more delicious. So every time after scolding Chen Chun, Chen Biao would make Chen Chun's favorite steamed cake.
Giving a sweet reward after a beating is the right way to educate your younger brother.
While Chen Biao was educating his brother, Ma Xiuying sat beside the dejected Zhu Yuanzhang's bed and said, "Are you really just overworked? I see you're in a very bad mood. Who scolded you?"
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't dare tell Ma Xiuying that Biao'er had predicted his own early death. He suppressed his sadness and said, "Yes, you are scolding me again."
Ma Xiuying said, "I thought you were used to it. Why are you so sad this time?"
Zhu Yuanzhang whispered, "They've cursed you and Biao'er too."
A man in his thirties was leaning gently on his wife's shoulder, like an ostrich.
Ma Xiuying held Zhu Yuanzhang's head, which was resting on her shoulder, and gently rubbed his hair. "Aren't there enough people cursing us? Can you get angry at them one by one? We are both very lucky, and Biao'er is a fairy boy. Who can curse us?"
Zhu Yuanzhang leaned on Ma Xiuying's shoulder and closed his eyes, revealing his fatigue and vulnerability without any concealment: "Yeah."
Yes, he and his wife are both lucky, and Biaoer is a fairy boy, so they will definitely be able to overcome that so-called future.
He told Biaoer that what Marshal Zhu was doing now was different from the future that Biaoer "saw", and Biaoer admitted it.
Then the future of premature death that Biaoer saw can definitely be changed.
Zhu Yuanzhang murmured, "Xiuying, Biao'er said I was destined by heaven. If I fail to fulfill my destiny and disappoint heaven, will there be retribution? It's written in the storybooks and in the Buddhist scriptures."
Ma Xiuying said, "I'm not God, so I don't know. But Biao'er said that you became emperor because you came from the lower class and understand their suffering. What you are doing now is good for the people, and God will definitely not be disappointed."
Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a while and nodded slightly.
His son told him that after Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, he turned his butcher knife on the weaker people in order to gain the support of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism and the landlords and gentry, which was a disgrace to the will of heaven who chose Zhu Yuanzhang.
At that time, he just thought that if he couldn't just fight for his reputation, he must live up to the will of heaven and the people who chose him.
He overlooked a very important question: If he failed to live up to the providence that had chosen him, would there be any punishment?
His wife and son died young, leaving him all alone. To pave the way for an heir, he turned on his former brothers. He may have killed Xu Da and Tang He.
He knew Xu Da and Tang He. These two guys were very cautious. Even if they became founding heroes, they would never do anything arrogant or domineering, let alone rebel.
Zhu Yuanzhang opened his eyes and looked at his rough hands.
He actually killed both Xu Da and Tang He. How crazy must he be? Did he lose a single person he trusted in the court?
Zhu Yuanzhang sniffed and held back his tears.
He didn't dare cry in front of Ma Xiuying again, for fear that Ma Xiuying would notice.
If he fainted, it would be fine. But if Xiuying was too sad, it would be a double loss.
Zhu Yuanzhang straightened up and looked at Ma Xiuying's bulging belly. "Sister, your health is not good. From now on, we must strictly follow Biao'er's instructions on contraception. If we get pregnant again, we can just abort it."
Ma Xiuying frowned: "No! If you want a child, just give birth to it. I can't bear to give it up."
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed: "Okay, forget it then."
He planned to ask the doctor if there was any medicine that could reduce the chances of a man getting pregnant, and take it himself.
He already had three sons, and his wife was pregnant with another, so he had no shortage of children. Besides, his heir had to be Biao'er, so having a few more sons would only make Biao'er worry about raising a few more brothers, which would be useless.
Look at that kid Chen Chong. As soon as Biao'er left, he turned into a troublemaker. He was climbing up the roof and tearing down the tiles every day. He and his wife took turns beating him, but he just wouldn't listen.
If there were a few more hooligans, his face would probably turn into a chubby mess with worry.
Zhu Yuanzhang already knew that Chen Biao might die young. If this happened, the blow would likely drive him away. He could forget about paving the way for an heir, and let the world take its course.
Zhu Yuanzhang, the great hero who founded a dynasty in troubled times, actually developed a decadent and desperate mentality of giving up everything at this time.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go see what Biao'er is doing?" Zhu Yuanzhang was briefly depressed, and immediately jumped out of bed with energy.
Ma Xiuying quickly stopped him: "The doctor told you to stay in bed and rest!"
Zhu Yuanzhang hunched over, slipped out from under Ma Xiuying's arm, and disappeared in a flash: "Watching the signs is like resting! It's better than sleeping!"
Ma Xiuying didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
This bastard Zhu Chongba! He never follows the doctor's orders!
When Zhu Yuanzhang rushed out of the bedroom, he happened to meet the doctor who had rushed back to boil medicine.
Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's energetic appearance, the doctor considered whether he should reduce the amount of medicine to prevent the Marshal from bleeding from the nose.
So is the Marshal sick or not? The doctor is really worried about this unconventional patient like Marshal Zhu.
Zhu Yuanzhang asked, "Did you see the banner?"
The doctor said, "The eldest young master went to the kitchen. I heard he was making steamed cakes for the second young master."
Zhu Yuanzhang scolded, "He only knows how to pamper his younger brother! That bastard's temper was spoiled by Biao'er! He deserves to be starved for all the bad things he did!"
After cursing, Zhu Yuanzhang continued to look for Chen Biao.
When Chen Biao was directing people to make steamed cakes, he would throw taro into the ashes.
Although there are no potatoes or sweet potatoes now, roasted taro tastes good too.
It's a pity there is no chili powder. Chili powder, Sichuan pepper powder, salt and soybean powder are all delicious when dipped into shoe soles.
"Hey, Dad, are you okay?" Chen Biao knew that his father was just angry and it was not a big problem. He would be fine once he calmed down.
Zhu Yuanzhang picked up Chen Biao and kissed him hard twice, tears about to fall again.
Chen Biao wiped the saliva marks off his face in disgust: "What are you doing!"
He wanted to say something insulting to his father, "Marshal Zhu's dead son is not Chen Guorui's dead son, why are you crying just looking at me?" But there were outsiders here. He could tell his father about the future, but no one else could hear it.
Chen Biao said, "I also made steamed cakes for you. Let's eat steamed cakes to fill our stomachs first, and then have a big dinner in the evening. Is Uncle Tang also in Yingtian? I heard that Uncle Tang has been very depressed recently. Let's ask Uncle Tang to come over for dinner."
Zhu Yuanzhang hugged Chen Biao tightly: "Yeah."
Chen Biao originally thought that mentioning the unlucky Uncle Tang would make his father feel better and he would immediately share some of Uncle Tang's recent scandals with him.
Who would have thought that even the unlucky Uncle Tang couldn't make Dad happy.
He had no choice but to stay quietly in Zhu Yuanzhang's arms, staring at the fire with Zhu Yuanzhang, and occasionally directing the chefs to prepare today's dinner.
Nothing relieves stress better than barbecue.
If so, barbecue with plum wine.
Chen Biao also plans to make some sweet drinks that have never been made before, such as milk tea.
It's said that when people are unhappy, the more junk food they consume, the more pleasure they feel. The combination of fat and high sugar content will definitely make his father happy.
Um, grease? He seems to be able to take out fried food.
With the current famine, Yingtian was also focused on growing food, so cash crops were being cultivated sparingly. Even though the Chen family was wealthy, they didn't grow many oil-bearing plants, and naturally, they didn't have much vegetable oil. Therefore, Chen Biao didn't try to scam people by selling super-oil-intensive fried junk food.
For dad’s sake, let’s be a little extravagant this time!
In this era, there was no way to refine kerosene, so the oil lamps were lit with vegetable oil.
Sesame oil is commonly used in homes. Chen Biao prefers rapeseed oil, and rapeseed is a good vegetable, so the Chen family farm grows rapeseed.
Now all the stir-fries they make are cooked with rapeseed oil.
Chen Biao had someone catch a fat rooster, cut the meat into small pieces, marinated it with seasonings and rice wine, coated it with starch, and fried it in oil.
"Biao'er, what is this? It smells so good." Zhu Yuanzhang's attention was finally attracted by the fragrance.
Chen Biao said, "Fried chicken is especially delicious. But don't eat too much fried food, it will make you sick. Eating too much high-fat and high-salt food can easily lead to diseases of affluence. The doctor should have told you that."
Although Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, he did not agree.
He didn't have much fat in his stomach before, so what if he ate more now? It doesn't matter if he has a short life, as long as he can survive until the establishment of the Ming Dynasty.
If he had died young, he wouldn't have to see his loved ones die.
Zhu Yuanzhang began to feel uncomfortable again.
Chen Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang's face and sighed in his heart.
If he had known his father would care so much, he would not have told him.
Fortunately, when the chicken was fried, the delicious food finally brought a smile to Zhu Yuanzhang's face.
"Biao'er! What is this! What is this! Why is it so delicious!" Zhu Yuanzhang finally put his son down, holding the small bowl of fried chicken in both hands, and eating until his tongue was drooling, "It's hot, hot, delicious!"
Chen Biao was anxious: "Slow down, slow down! No one is snatching it from you! Why are you eating so fast! Dad, let the fried chicken cool down before you eat it!"
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't stop at all.
Isn't this a very tough chicken breast?! Why is it so delicious?!
Zhu Yuanzhang ate a large bowl of it immediately, and when he wanted to eat more, he was stopped by Chen Biao.
"Dad, are you going to eat the whole chicken by yourself? Leave some for my brother and mom." Chen Biao protected the chicken, "Leave some for Uncle Tang too."
Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Why should we leave him anything? He's a drunkard, and the Marshal didn't kill him because he's our childhood friend! He doesn't deserve to eat chicken, only cold steamed buns!"
Chen Biao said, "Alright, alright, stop scolding. Uncle Tang is already sad enough."
Chen Biao pushed Zhu Yuanzhang out of the kitchen and turned back to say, "Make two more chickens according to my recipe... make five chickens. Marinate them a little longer this time and fry them when it's time to eat. Do you have any steamed buns?"
The cook swallowed and said, "Yes."
Chen Biao said, "Let the steamed buns cool. We'll use dry steamed bun crumbs instead of starch later, and it will taste better."
The cook was eager to try: "Okay! Don't worry, Master!"
Zhu Yuanzhang: "Biao'er, let Dad eat some more!"
The powerful Chen Biao pushed the eight-foot-tall, broad-shouldered Zhu Yuanzhang out of the kitchen and toward the front yard. "Don't be so greedy! I'll let you eat as much as you can at dinner!"
Zhu Yuanzhang: "Biao'er, just one bite, one bite!"
Chen Biao: “No!”
Ma Xiuying protected her belly and stood in the corridor, watching the father and son quarreling again, smiling helplessly and shaking her head.
"Madam, the relationship between the master and the eldest young master is still so good." The maid who served Ma Xiuying said with a smile, "As soon as the eldest young master came back, the master's face was always smiling again."
Ma Xiuying said, "Laughing? He was just dizzy. Humph, only Biao'er can control him."
"Brother! Brother! Is the steamed cake ready? I'm hungry!" Chen Xun couldn't hold back his greed and ran over with his short legs. "What is that? It smells so good!"
"I won't give it to you." When Zhu Yuanzhang saw Chen Chong, his face immediately changed to that of a stern father.
Chen Chong ignored Zhu Yuanzhang completely. He kept hanging around Chen Biao, calling him "Brother, Brother" like a little hen.
Chen Biao said, "It's fried chicken. Wait, it's still hot. Mom! Come and have some fried chicken to fill your stomach!"
Ma Xiuying slowly walked down the stairs: "Okay."
Although Chen Chong didn't know what fried chicken was, that didn't stop him from jumping up and down and cheering: "Fried chicken! Fried chicken!"
Zhu Yuanzhang still had a fierce face: "No, I won't give it to you! Does your brother know how much of a jerk you have been lately? You bastard, you don't get any chicken to eat!"
Chen Chong made a face at Zhu Yuanzhang: "I'm ignoring you!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he raised his big hand again, wanting to make Chen Chong's little butt, which was already covered with medicine, even worse.
Chen Chong immediately ran around Chen Biao.
Zhu Yuanzhang followed Chen Chong in small steps.
Chen Biao was surrounded by the father and son as if they were a pillar. He shouted angrily, "Are you two the King of Qin? Why are you imitating the King of Qin by walking around the pillar?"
Zhu Yuanzhang pointed at Chen Chong and cursed, "King of Qin? He deserves it?! I think he deserves a foolish king!"
Chen Biao said, "Dad, don't say that. It seems that our Chen family cannot be crowned king. We can only be crowned posthumously. Oh, come on! Are you two done yet?"
Ma Xiuying stood aside, watching the father and his two sons fooling around with a smile.
When Tang He came to Chen's house to eat happily, carrying a chicken in one hand and a duck in the other, the dining room of Chen's house was already filled with the rich aroma of fried chicken, which made him so greedy that he immediately showed a greedy expression.
"Biao'er, what are you eating? It smells so good." Tang He slurped his saliva and said, "Give Uncle Tang some!"
Chen Biao pointed at Zhu Yuanzhang, whose mouth was covered in grease, and said, "I had saved some for Uncle Tang, but Dad grabbed it all. The rest will be made at dinner time. Uncle Tang, please wait a moment."
Tang He watched Zhu Yuanzhang wipe his mouth with the back of his hand and lick his lips from time to time, still not satisfied with his meal. He was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Boss! Is this how you treat guests? The guests haven't even arrived yet, and you've already eaten everything?!"
Zhu Yuanzhang thought that when Tang He went crazy, he might tearfully execute him, so his attitude towards Tang He became much better than before: "You are a worthless guest! Leave the chickens and ducks here, and you can get out!"
"Just because you tell me to leave, I'll leave? It was Biaoer who invited me here, not you!" With Chen Biao around, Tang He was not afraid of Zhu Yuanzhang at all.
He handed the chicken and duck to the Chen family servants and said, "Biao'er, it's time for dinner now. Hurry up! Uncle is starving!"
Chen Biao glanced at the sky: "It's still early."
Tang He patted his belly and said, "It's getting late! I can eat until dark! Don't underestimate my appetite!"
Chen Biao sighed: "Okay. I'll go to the kitchen... Dad! That's what Xi'er reserved for dinner, don't... ah!"
Zhu Yuanzhang opened his mouth wide and took a bite of the last steamed cake that Chen Chong had left on the table while Chen Chong went to the toilet.
The kind that you eat one by one.
When Chen Chong ran back, he happened to see Zhu Yuanzhang stuffing his steamed cake into his mouth.
The little boy immediately made a sound that could have broken the window paper, and rushed forward to punch and kick Zhu Yuanzhang.
But who was Zhu Yuanzhang ? He picked up Chen Chong with one hand like a chicken.
Chen Biao covered his face with his hands: "Dad, Uncle Tang is still here, don't you feel embarrassed?"
Tang He stood behind Chen Biao, folding his arms arrogantly and said, "That's right! Boss, you're such a grown man, and you still snatch your son's steamed cake. I'm ashamed of you even if you're not! Biao'er, that steamed cake looks delicious too. Give uncle a few too."
Chen Biao: “Yes, all.”
Zhu Yuanzhang was already in a bad mood, and Tang He actually dared to provoke him. He immediately threw Chen Chong to the ground, rushed up, grabbed Tang He's clothes, and was about to drag Tang He to the courtyard to fight.
Chen Biao caught Chen Chong who was rushing towards him and whispered to comfort his brother, "I've hidden a few for you in the kitchen. Let's go eat them quietly without letting Dad know. Let's go."
Chen Chong nodded vigorously and glared at Zhu Yuanzhang's back.
When I grow up, huh!
After Zhu Yuanzhang gave Tang He a severe beating and vented his anger, dinner was ready.
A large table of fried chicken and barbecue was prepared, and there was no vegetarian food except fresh fruits.
Chen Biao also prepared soft steamed cakes with lots of cream and jam, as well as sweet milk tea, cream and fruit iced water, plum wine and other things, so that the group could eat their fill in one go.
Tang He rubbed the bruises on his body and asked in surprise, "Why is it so abundant this time?"
Chen Biao said, "I'm celebrating my return home by preparing a welcoming banquet for myself, so of course it's sumptuous."
Tang He thought of his childhood friends who were still fighting outside and laughed, "That's right. It's a pity that Xu Da and Zhou Dexing can't have it."
Chen Biao said, "Uncle Xu is fine, but Uncle Zhou doesn't care about these appetites."
Chen Biao knew that his father had a childhood friend named Zhou Dexing.
But Zhou Dexing was a taciturn person. He didn't like to visit his home and rarely came to his house to eat.
Chen Biao had a great liking for Zhou Dexing. Someone who could control their appetite must be a great talent, right?
Dad, learn from me! You're already a grown man, yet you're still fighting with your son for food!
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard Chen Biao say that Zhou Dexing did not care about food, he almost couldn't help laughing.
Zhou Dexing loves to eat the most, but his acting skills are very poor now, so I don’t allow him to come over to eat and drink for free.
With delicious food and drinks, as well as the unlucky egg soup that provided countless jokes, Zhu Yuanzhang finally regained his energy while bragging with his old friends, holding a fried chicken leg in one hand and plum wine in the other.
Chen Biao breathed a sigh of relief.
Children are full of energy during the day but get sleepy quickly at night, and sweets can easily make people sleepy. Chen Chong had eaten half of his meal, and before it was completely dark, he started to feel sleepy.
Chen Biao took Chen Chong to rinse his mouth before going to sleep.
Ma Xiuying had to take care of her third son who could not walk yet, and she herself could not bear the fatigue, so she left first.
Zhu Yuanzhang brought wine and meat to the courtyard, had someone light a fire and build a stone stove, and changed places with Tanghe. He drank while warming the barbecue and fried chicken.
He sent all the servants away, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
Tang He was very keenly aware of Zhu Yuanzhang's pain and sorrow, and asked in confusion, "Boss, what's wrong with you? Biao'er is back, why are you more worried than yesterday? I think Biao'er is very happy. The misunderstanding between you and Biao'er should be resolved, right?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Well, the misunderstanding is resolved, but I have received some very bad news."
Tang He said: "Then don't say it, my heart can't take it."
Zhu Yuanzhang: “…”
Zhu Yuanzhang began to clench his fists.
Tang He quickly made amends: "I mean to wait until Xu Da and Zhou Dexing come back before we talk about it."
If you want to fall into a pit, let's fall into it together! I don't want to jump into the pit alone!
Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly: "I will definitely tell them. But I'm not in a good mood now, so don't think you'll be in a good mood either."
Tang He silently put down the barbecue and said with a gloomy face, "Boss, go ahead and tell me. I'm mentally prepared."
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "You know, my son can see the future occasionally."
Tang He nodded: "I know. Biao'er also said that you will be a tyrant in the future. Why, did he scold you again?"
Don't laugh, don't laugh. If I laugh out loud at this moment, my boss will beat me up! But I can't help it, hahahaha!
Zhu Yuanzhang said quietly, "Biao'er said that Zhu Yuanzhang's eldest son would die young, so Zhu Yuanzhang became an old madman."
Tang He tilted his head: "Huh?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said, "I'm not kidding you. Are you happy now? Do you still want to laugh?"
Tang He: “…”
Tang He's eyelids fluttered and he fell straight down.