Waking up painfully from his sleep again, Ji Changkong sat up from the wooden bed and glanced out the window. It was just dawn.Ji Changkong quickly put on his green clothes, held a handful of cold water in both hands and rubbed his face casually, and then ran out eagerly.

A year's plan begins with spring, and a day's plan begins with morning. However, for Ji Changkong, morning is not a good time.

Ji Changkong hurried to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and immediately started working.Adding ingredients, making fire, adding water, and kneading dough, this series of actions he performed was extremely skillful. It was obviously not the first time he had done these things.

There were bursts of violent sounds outside, the sound of fists cracking bluestone and feet breaking solid wood. The children of the Ji family were taking advantage of the morning to exercise their skin, flesh, muscles and bones, hoping to take a step further on the arduous path of Tianshi cultivation.

Ji Changkong, who was frying lettuce in the kitchen, was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound of green rocks being broken by force outside. His face suddenly became a little lonely. He sighed softly. Ji Changkong focused on the lettuce in the pot, but secretly exclaimed that it was bad - the lettuce was over fried.

"Changkong, is breakfast ready? The Lord of the City will come over today. The triennial Ji family's heavenly warrior test is about to start at Chen Shi. We have to hurry up!" A pleasant female voice came from the door. After the voice fell for a while, Ji Wanyun had already arrived in the kitchen.

"Aunt, you'll be fine soon." Ji Changkong turned around and smiled. On his little face blackened by soot, Ji Changkong's already white teeth were even brighter.

Looking at the bright smile on the blackened little face, Ji Wanyun felt sad for no reason, and sighed in her heart. Ji Wanyun stepped forward and stretched out her jade hand to help Ji Changkong wipe the dust from her face.

Ji Changkong immediately put down the spatula in his hand, hurriedly took two steps back, turned his back to Ji Wanyun, and placed the steamed buns one by one on the stand. Then he said softly: "Auntie, my face is dirty. Just wash it later. Don't make your hands dirty too."

"You kid! What are you talking about?" Ji Wanyun suddenly became angry. With a sway, she was already in front of Ji Changkong. Her left hand clasped Ji Changkong's shoulder like lightning, making it impossible for him to avoid it. Her right hand continued what she had not finished on Ji Changkong's face - wiping away the darkness on his face.

However, Ji Wanyun's right hand, which was not wet with water, wiped Ji Changkong's face. Not only did it fail to wipe away the blackness on his face, but it made his face look as ugly as a ghost painting.

"Auntie, I told you not to wipe it. Look, are your hands dirty?" Ji Changkong was moved and knew who was kind to him.

"Wash it after it's dirty!" Ji Wanyun shouted softly, straightened her face, and said solemnly: "Changkong, no matter what others say about you or think of you, in the eyes of my aunt, you will always be the best child of the Ji family!"

"I know my aunt loves me." Ji Changkong smiled and raised his hand to carefully brush away Ji Wanyun's long hair that covered her left cheek. Looking at the four hideous scars on her smooth left cheek that extended from the corner of her eyebrow to her white neck, Ji Changkong's eyes were firm and he said: "Aunt, I may never be able to avenge you, but I will definitely find a way to remove these four scars on your face for you!"

The four scars on Ji Wanyun's face were like four ugly little snakes entangled on her face, completely destroying Ji Wanyun's originally beautiful appearance. From the traces of the scars, it can be seen that they were cut out by someone with sharp nails!

The scar is so deep, you can imagine that the person's nails must have been deeply dug into her flesh. You can imagine the pain...

The physical pain is one thing, the mental pain is even more despairing!

For a woman, especially a once-beautiful woman, there is nothing more cruel and vicious revenge than this!

"Stop talking nonsense, it's enough for my aunt to know that you have this heart." Ji Wanyun's eyes flickered, her face was a little flustered, and she quickly covered the four hideous scars on her left cheek with her long hair. Then she helped Ji Changkong place the steamed buns and a few dishes of side dishes, and said, "Let's go, the men of the Ji family don't have much patience, I'm afraid they will be impatient to wait."

Ji Changkong clenched his hands harder and harder, digging his nails into his flesh. He didn't let go until he felt the heart-piercing pain.Taking a deep breath to calm down his chaotic mood, Ji Changkong picked up the remaining bowls of porridge and silently followed Ji Wanyun out of the kitchen.

There were several plates of side dishes on the long table, two large cages of white steamed buns, and a bowl of clear porridge in front of the person.

Two old men, Ji Yuxing and Ji Yusheng, were sitting at the upper table. On the left were Ji Yuxing's two sons, Ji Haohong and Ji Haoguang, and his grandsons Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng and Ji Changle.The first person on the right is Ji Yusheng's daughter Ji Wanyun, then Ji Haoguang's eldest daughter Ji Yueqing, Ji Haohong's youngest daughter Ji Xiaolian, and Ji Changkong last.

Except for the seats at the Ji family's dinner table, men sit on the left and women sit on the right. Originally, Ji Changkong should sit on the left, but the big table is not long enough, so he can only move to the right to be with the women of the Ji family.

There is also a small table, and the wives of Ji Haohong and Ji Haoguang, Luo Shi and Zhao, are also waiting with their heads down.

If you are not a member of the Ji family, you will not be qualified to sit at the big table if you enter the Ji family.At the big table, the only person surnamed Ji is always sitting.

With Ji Yuxing and Ji Yusheng present, the dinner table was always quiet. These two people did not speak, and the descendants kept silent. This was the rule.

After speaking, Ji Yuxing took the lead in picking up a small piece of lettuce, chewed it, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.Ji Yuxing moved his chopsticks, and everyone took out their chopsticks one after another. The bamboo chopsticks swayed on several plates of side dishes.

Ji Changkong's heart tightened, and he suddenly remembered that he was busy talking to Ji Wanyun just now, and he accidentally served this plate of fried lettuce.After secretly taking a look at Ji Yuxing, Ji Changkong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ji Yuxing had no intention of raising an army to hold him accountable.

"Plop!" Ji Changle made a bitter face and spat out a piece of lettuce on the table in front of him. He glared at Ji Changkong who was opposite him. Ji Changle quickly lowered his head and drank the porridge with a "hula hula" sound.

"Uh...it's because the lettuce has been fried, but Xiaole, this kid, it's true." Ji Changle's father, Ji Haoguang, smiled and defended his son.The Ji family has strict rules, and Ji Changle's behavior at the dinner table was already inappropriate. Ji Haoguang was afraid that his father Ji Yuxing would blame his grandson, so he pretended to unintentionally shift the responsibility to Ji Changkong.

"It's been fired." Ji Haohong nodded, glanced at Ji Changkong who had his head lowered over there, and said calmly: "Changkong, be more serious next time."

"I understand, uncle. I will cook the dishes tomorrow so that you won't be unable to eat them." Ji Changkong lowered his head, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he whispered softly.

Ji Changkong's biological grandfather, Ji Yusheng, put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, and suddenly said angrily: "Cooking, cooking! I know how to cook! A man from the Ji family can only work hard on such lowly things, what else can you do?"

After a pause, Ji Yusheng saw Ji Changkong lowered his head and said nothing. He slammed the table and shouted angrily: "You know clearly that a distinguished guest is coming today, but you still get yourself dirty. You don't even change into clean clothes. You don't understand the general situation!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yusheng threw away the chopsticks in his hand and stood up with a cold snort.

Ji Yusheng's outburst was a bit sudden, without any warning in advance. Everyone looked at each other, temporarily put down their bowls and chopsticks, and stared at him blankly.

Ji Changle, who had glared at Ji Changkong before, had eyes full of schadenfreude. Ji Changxiao, Ji Changsheng, and Ji Yueqing acted as if the matter had nothing to do with them. They didn't even look at Ji Changkong, but looked at Ji Yusheng strangely, wondering why he was so angry over such a trivial matter.

Ji Haohong and Ji Haoguang were sitting upright with serious expressions, while their wives, Luo Shi and Zhao, who were sitting at the small table next to them, lowered their heads slightly, with imperceptible sneers on their faces.

Only Ji Xiaolian, who was next to Ji Changkong, timidly tugged at the corner of Ji Changkong's clothes, her eyes full of sympathy.

"Dad!" Ji Wanyun stood up, looked at Ji Yusheng without fear, and said angrily: "If Changkong hadn't been unable to gather Yuan Power, he would not be worse than anyone else! As a direct descendant of the Ji family, Changkong has a hard enough time cooking for everyone every day. Occasional negligence is inevitable, and you still want to be angry with him?!"

"Ahem..." Ji Yuxing, who had been lowering his head and continuing to drink porridge, finally raised his head and put down his bowl and chopsticks, but had no intention of standing up. He looked at Ji Yusheng and frowned: "Third brother, it's because Changkong can't gather Yuanli to become a heavenly warrior.I also asked him to take care of the daily meals because of his extraordinary cooking skills.I just wanted to find something for him to do. Anyway, he can't practice, so it won't make him bored.If you don't like it, I can find someone to replace him. Why be so angry?"

"He is clumsy. I don't like to eat the food he cooks anyway!" Ji Yusheng glared at Ji Changkong fiercely, waved his hands and walked away. When he got outside the door, he murmured in a low voice: "The food cooked by Xiaozhou is delicious, I like him!"

"Haohong, starting tomorrow, let Xiaozhou continue to be responsible for daily meals." Ji Yuxing shouted to his eldest son Ji Haohong before Ji Yusheng's figure disappeared.

"I know, dad." Ji Haohong nodded in agreement and glanced at Ji Changkong, who was bowing his head and saying nothing, unintentionally, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"It's time for the city lord to come. You should finish your meal quickly and go to Qingyan Mountain early to prepare for the test. Which little brat is too late to be locked up in the Ice Cave for three days!" Ji Yuxing stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly glanced at Ji Changkong unintentionally and thought for a moment., then frowned and said: "Changkong will stay and clear the table. You can't gather Yuanli anyway. It doesn't matter whether you come to this test or not." After saying this, Ji Yuxing's figure flashed, and he, who had reached Liuhetian's strength, had disappeared in an instant.

As soon as Ji Yuxing left, Ji Haohong and Ji Haoguang didn't even look at Ji Changkong. They just nodded to Ji Wanyun, wiped their mouths with a wet cloth and left immediately, followed closely by their wives Luo Shi and Zhao Shi.

"I'll take care of you after the test is over, hum!" Ji Changle glared at Ji Changkong fiercely, and didn't care to continue eating. When passing by Ji Changkong, he whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.Then he hurried to Qingyan Mountain with Ji Changxiao and Ji Changsheng, for fear that if he went late, he would be imprisoned in the Ice Cave for three days.

"Brother Changkong, it's all Brother Changle's vomiting that made Third Grandpa angry. Don't be sad." Ji Xiaolian tugged at the corner of Ji Changkong's clothes, with bright big eyes and round little face, she pouted her little mouth and softly comforted Ji Changkong.

"Let's go, Xiaolian, don't you want to be imprisoned in the Ice Cave, right?" Ji Yueqing frowned and shouted softly before Ji Changkong could speak. She seemed not to like Ji Xiaolian and Ji Changkong having more contact, so she grabbed Ji Xiaolian and pulled her out before she could finish her speech.

Ji Xiaolian stuck out her tongue, waved to Ji Changkong, and ran out with Ji Yueqing.

When only he and Ji Wanyun were left in the dining room, Ji Changkong, who had been hanging his head, drank the last mouthful of porridge, and then raised his head, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was not affected by Ji Yusheng's scolding at all, and he was not angry or irritable, nor was he flattered or insulted.

"Changkong, don't blame your grandpa. In the entire Ji family, the one who loves you the most is not your aunt, but your grandpa!" Seeing everyone left, Ji Wanyun sighed softly and said quietly.

"Aunt, of course I know that grandpa did this because he felt sorry for me. Hey, it's my failure and it's also hard for grandpa. In order for me to save some energy, he actually had to waste so much effort." Ji Changkong sighed.

When Ji Changkong said this, Ji Wanyun burst into laughter, touched Ji Changkong's head, and said happily: "You kid, you are smarter and more sensible than those little bastards, and you are always so reassuring. If you can one day gather your energy to become a heavenly warrior, I think none of those bastards in Changle can compare to you!"

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