Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 187: Back to Home
Days change, time passes. It didn't feel like Zhou Fan had been in the Qing Clan's residence for a week, during which time he had stayed in the Qing Si residence.
Zhou Fan felt it was time to return to the black stone city, considering he had a promise to pick Wei Guanlin up. He will go home to say goodbye to his parents.
Qing Yuwei who heard Zhou Fan was about to return to the Black Stone City wanted to come with him, on the grounds of wanting to get to know his fiancee's family.
Having no reason to reject Qing Yuwei, Zhou Fan finally agreed to join her.
As Dawn dawned Zhou Fan was ready with his departure, as well as Qing Yuwei, the two walked side by side out of the residence.
Before leaving did not forget the two were chatting with Qing Si, actually the middle-aged man was a bit objected, but given Zhou Fan's strength he finally gave permission.
Not requiring much time, Zhou Fan had already set foot back in the Black Stone City.
"Is this the Black Stone City?" qing Yuwei asked excitedly, she couldn't wait to meet Zhou Fan's parents.
Zhou Fan only nodded his head lightly, then headed towards the Jade village, where the Zhou Clan was located.
Entering the courtyard of the residence, he saw a long dining table in the courtyard beside the residence, on which there was food lined up neatly.
"Is this a welcome for me?" murmured Zhou Fan confidently.
However, his face turned sour, remembering that none of his family knew he would return today.
Taking Qing Yuwei in, Zhou Fan looked for his Fathers.
"Dad... Mama! Handsome young man home!" Zhou Fan shouted as soon as he entered the residence door.
Qing Yuwei was giggled by Zhou Fan's silly behavior, but the young man didn't seem to care much.
From within the residence rumbling footsteps rang out, before long a middle-aged woman came with a sumringah face.
"Fan'er you're finally home too, you know I'm worried about you." Zhou Qian hugged Zhou Fan tightly.
As he was hugging and his face flashed backwards, he saw a young girl smiling kindly towards him. Sontak Zhou Qian pushed Zhou Fan's body and quickly pushed him to the side.
"Who is this Fan'er?" Zhou Qian took a peek at Qing Yuwei as he occasionally glanced at Zhou Fan who was beside him.
"He's Qing Yuwei, Mother." Zhou Fan replied.
Zhou Qian did not seem to like the answer his son gave.
"I mean, what does this have to do with you?" Zhou Qian pulled Zhou Fan away a bit, so Qing Yuwei could not hear him.
His mother's question made Zhou Fan scratch the nape of his head, about to reply, Zhou Qian first argued.
"You're such a brash kid, where'd you get that bastard, huh?" As a woman she certainly knows what it feels like to be combined.
Zhou Qian reached out to his son's ears in dismay, annoyed by what Zhou Fan was doing.
Huhhhhh...
"Let's Wei'er, let's leave this little bastard!" Zhou Qian invited Qing Yuwei to the side yard.
Qing Yuwei who did not expect it to be that easy got a complaint just quietly followed the steps of the mother-in-law.
While Zhou Fan was wry-faced, looking at the departure of the two women.
"You deserve it!" exclaimed Zhou Hu who arrived to be beside Zhou Fan.
"Come father... I'm innocent here, they both don't mind, is it my fault?" zhou Fan asked in a complaining tone.
"Well, if it wasn't your fault, whose fault was it?" Zhou Hu flipped over the question that his son had thrown out, then walked following Zhou Qian.
Huhhhhh...
Zhou Fan returned to his room, and went straight into the bathroom. "Just blame the sky for giving me a handsome face."
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"Dad, what exactly is this much food for, can't it be for me?" Zhou Fan approached his mother who was still busy with some food aided with Qing Yuwei.
Whether since when the two became very familiar, not infrequently the two talked to each other lightly on the sidelines of what they did.
Zhou Fan who saw Qing Yuwei cooking in the kitchen impromptu slowly approached him.
However, just a few steps away Zhou Qian pulled Zhou Fan's arm, until the young man turned to his mother.
"What are you gonna do?" zhou Qian asked with a fierce face.
"Don't disturb Wei'er who is cooking, or you ... " Zhou Qian folded his sleeves, and showed a fist that was ready to slide.
"Fan'er, let the women do their job, we better sit down and have some tea." Zhou Hu called his son to sit quietly not looking for trouble, or he was also affected by the consequences.
With Zhou Fan's disheveled face approaching his father, he then sat down and sipped tea within his reach.
"Oh shit boy, whose tea are you drinking?" With maximum rate speed Zhou Hu snatched back his tea.
"Aren't you the one who offered me, dad?!" zhou Fan said in a complaining tone.
"But not my drink, you can make your own!" zhou Hu was still upset.
"Where are you going, you?" zhou Hu asked, seeing Zhou Fan move from his seat.
"Make tea!" zhou Fan replied briefly without turning his head towards Zhou Hu, he continued walking towards where the tea powder was.
"Make me, my tea is over you drink," Zhou Hu asked, who then sat quietly.
Zhou Fan did not answer his father's words, he continued to step up.
"Sad... Just tell me I want to make it, you father..," Zhou Fan lamented in his mind.
"No need to complain," Zhou Hu exclaimed without moving from his leisurely seat.
Uh...
Huft... Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of resignation.
....
"It's for dad, and it's for me" Zhou Fan said as he placed a glass of tea.
"Haha... You are indeed a good child," Zhou Hu praised with a satisfied laugh.
"Hey..." Zhou Fan just muttered.
Zhou Hu started to lift the tea that his son had just made, his forehead shrinking when he accidentally saw his son who was smiling indistinctly.
Zhou Hu did not try to care, he slowly started drinking what was in his hand.
When the tea had entered the mouth, Zhou Hu's face turned sour, his forehead shriveling feeling a strange sensation.
Buahaha....
Zhou Fan laughed as he held onto his stomach, making Zhou Hu glare his eyes.
Bhua!
The moment the atmosphere became silent, Zhou Fan who was originally laughing turned tangled.
Haha...
Replace the laughing Zhou Hu, the spurt of his drink was right on his son's face.
"Haha... You're a prick on the old man, Hahaha." Zhou Hu continued to laugh at Zhou Fan's wet face.
Zhou Fan stood up, then with big strides he went into his room.
"I have to take a bath for the second time," Zhou Fan lamented in his mind.
Zhou Hu was still laughing in his place, while the two women only shook their heads at the behavior of the father and son.
"If you knew like this I wouldn't put five tea powders in one container." Zhou Fan said with a smiling face, although he was annoyed to have to clean up again, he did not take revenge on his father.
One container is normally one tea powder, the more tea powder is inserted will make the taste more dominant and it feels strange when it enters the mouth.