
Zhou Hu who saw his son pensively after hearing his words smiled, he knew that his son was now gathering his determination back.
To get the success he wants must have a strong determination.
The two of them remained silent for some time until Zhou Hu remembered his intention of approaching his son.
as if recalling something, Zhou Hu sighed softly.
"Ah.. I forgot my purpose in calling you Fan'er."
"What's dad, is there anything important?" Zhou Fan asked curiously.
"Hurry up to take a shower, after that lunch, your mother has already prepared it in the dining room," Zhou Hu told Zhou Fan.
"Dad not to lunch?" zhou fan asked as his father stayed in his place.
"Dad ate earlier with your mother, I want to invite you all but your mother said you are still training, I do not dare to interfere with your training," Zhou Hu explained at length.
"Alright then, I will enter," Zhou Fan said as he walked into his residence.
Zhou Hu who saw his son's back pass away also felt sorry for his son's condition.
Zhou Hu had already been trying to help his son to become a cultivator, from trying to seek the help of an alchemist, to studying medicine, to trying to, until he routinely went to the clan library to find information about the circumstances experienced by his son, but his efforts were always fruitless.
Which parent will be silent if they know their child has a problem, as a parent they feel they have a responsibility to their child.
Meanwhile, Zhou Fan who had already completed his clean ritual rushed towards the dining room.
In the dining room he found a middle-aged woman who was sitting in one of the chairs in the dining room, the middle-aged woman was none other than the figure who gave birth to her into this world. His mother, whose name was Zhou Qian.
Zhou Fan directly sat his body on one of the empty chairs in front of his mother's seat, he ate the food that had been prepared by his mother.
after a while, Zhou Fan had finished his lunch.
Zhou Qian, who saw that his son had finished his lunch, asked his son.
"Fan'er, what about your training?"
Hearing the question from his mother Zhou fan suddenly lethargic then said quietly. "Nobody changed mom."
"You should be patient Fan'er, I'm sure you'll become a great cultivator someday." Zhou Qian cheered on his son.
"You have to be sure" he said again.
"Your mother is really Fan'er, I am also sure you can, and also for your body problems that cannot cultivate you just calm down, I must keep trying to find out what is happening with your body." The new Zhou Hu came with his wife to encourage his son.
Hearing what his parents said, Zhou Fan immediately hugged his parents and without realizing it his tears flowed down his cheeks, he is very happy to have a family that loves him very much and always provides support to him.
In his heart Zhou Fan was determined, to always keep the warmth within his family.
The two old man Zhou Fan who saw his son shed tears asked
"Why Fan'er?" ask the mother while wiping away the tears on her child's cheeks.
"No mom, I just feel lucky to have a family that loves me so much and always gives me encouragement." Zhou Fan informed of the feeling he was feeling at this moment.
If not for the encouragement and support given by his parents, perhaps Zhou Fan would not have practiced anymore.
Zhou Fan was frustrated with the circumstances he was in, he had trained very hard, every morning until noon he always practiced. he had trained from the age of 10 years and now it was 7 years he had always practiced regularly, but still he could not become a cultivator.
"There's no need to think about it Fan'er, we love you and we're very grateful that you can be our son" Zhou Qian said with tears in his eyes, just like Zhou Fan, he was also very happy to have such a warm family.
Zhou Hu who saw his son and wife who was hit by the feeling of haru did not know what to do, he could only smile and agree with his wife's words.
Actually he also felt what his son and wife felt, but really he did not know what to do now.
After hugging for a while, the three of them went to their rooms to rest.
***
Inside Zhou Fan's room...
Zhou Fan was not really resting, he was thinking about what efforts he should make to be able to become a cultivator.
''I must be able to be a formidable fighter, in order to keep everyone that matters to me," Inner Zhou Fan rounded his resolve to become a cultivator.
"Alright, tomorrow morning I will go to the clan library, I can start from there," he added.
He decided to go to the clan library in search of a book that could help him
Zhou Fan continued to drift in his mind, until he fell asleep in his sleep.
***
Tomorrow morning...
The day has changed, the moon has been hidden replaced by a morning sun that smiles warmly, the chirping of birds sounds unpretentious enliven this sunny morning.
Giok village has been crowded with the activities of its residents who passed by, but
it did not affect a young man who was currently still lying on his bed.
Zhou Fan was still loyal to his mattress as if he would not leave his favorite mattress, a few moments later the sound of someone from outside the room trying to wake him up.
But Zhou Fan's name is not that he immediately woke up when he was awakened, now Zhou Fan is still busy with his activities to build the island.
Outside the room, there was a middle-aged woman knocking on Zhou Fan's door, the middle-aged woman was none other than Zhou Qian who was trying to wake up her child.
Zhou Qian, who felt that his son did not wake up after he called, decided to go into Zhou Fan's room and wanted to check in person whether his son was awake or not.
And sure enough, after entering the room, he found his son who was still asleep on the bed.
Zhou Qian then walked out and returned with a dipper containing water that he would use to wake his son.
After being right next to Zhou Fan's bed he immediately poured water inside the dipper onto Zhou Fan's face who was still asleep.
Byurs....
Zhou Fan who was still in his dream was shocked when there was water spilling onto his face, he was instantly ripped from his sleep.
Zhou Fan who had woken up from his sleep was looking for who had woken him, he also found a middle-aged woman who was holding a dipper in her hand.
The middle-aged woman was smiling as well, but her smile contained the horrors Zhou Fan could feel.
"Ah...does my mother water me?" zhou Fan asked with a clumsy expression, he actually felt a sense of fear when he saw his mother who was currently looking upset.