Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang Qiyuan left the Zhang family again and went to Changsha to carry out a mission.

In order to calm him down, Zhang Haike assured Zhang Qiyuan that the clan leader would return home during the Chinese New Year.

"What about Christmas?" Zhang Qiyuan was obsessed with his Christmas tree plan. "Can you make it back in time?"

Zhang Haike thought to himself that even if the clan leader could come back, he would not.

"It depends. The clan leader's overseas business is developing very well."

Zhang Qiyuan knew that this was a direct rejection: "You must let him come back for the New Year. I will make dumplings and red envelopes for him!"

Make dumplings?

The filling is not turtle leeks! ?

As for the red envelope, it is said that during the first Spring Festival that Zhang Qiyuan spent with the patriarch, the red envelope he gave to the patriarch was a delicious stone.

Well, it’s hard to comment!

Maybe Zhang Qiyuan really thinks this is a great gift.

Before Zhang Haike could find a suitable excuse, he heard Zhang Qiyuan continue to say: "The official also has to prepare a gift for me. Tell him to prepare it well."

It's almost as if he's not satisfied and is going to make a scene!

Zhang Haike nodded heavily.

This time, Zhang Qiyuan used the power of teleportation to speed up his journey and soon arrived in Changsha.

The lives of the people in Changsha are relatively stable, with no chaos occurring. However, people entering the city still need to be checked.

Ah Huan pretended to be a bracelet, and Ah Xue pretended to be a kitten.

"The pattern on its head is a word for king?"

Zhang Qiyuan said calmly, "It's fake. I like tigers, but my family doesn't allow me to keep them."

Zhang Qiyuan was dressed as a young lady, and there were a few young Zhangs in the city to pick her up. The soldiers guarding the gate did not make things difficult for her and just waved their hands to let her pass.

"Chairman." Xiao Zhang was very respectful.

Zhang Qiyuan looked carefully and found that there were only two inner sect members, the rest were outer sect members, but they all looked very loyal.

The destination of Changsha City is a large courtyard.

The layout is pretty good, and the vases and other decorations are all authentic.

Zhang Qiyuan let go of Axue and sat on the chair.

"How's Zhang Qisan doing?"

The leader, Xiao Zhang, replied: "On the surface, it's OK. Last year, he found two people who were following him... and threatened them. In the end, it was Team Leader Bai who was responsible for solving the problem."

Zhang Qiyuan snorted: "He is a traitor, sooner or later he will be killed."

Xiao Zhang and others didn't dare to respond.

Zhang Qiyuan didn't make things difficult for these Xiao Zhangs and just let them do their own things.

In the afternoon, Zhang Qiyuan planned to go out for a walk. Actually, there was nothing much to go for. In this era, the only thing you could do was sit in a teahouse and listen to storytelling and discuss gossip.

There are also brothels where people can have fun.

After some thought, Zhang Qiyuan walked towards Hong Mansion. He should have visited Zhang Qisan first, after all, he was the local boss here, but Zhang Qiyuan was not happy about it.

The Hong Mansion was very impressive. He stood at the gate and said, "Tell the owner of the Hong family that I am here to see the child that was raised with a thousand dollars."

The servant at the door was confused, but seeing Zhang Qiyuan dressed in luxurious attire, he did not dare to delay and went to report quickly.

The owner of Hongban is already old.

He came to greet Zhang Qiyuan in person, his white hair and wrinkles silently telling of the ruthless passage of time.

Class Leader Hong was slightly stunned when he saw Zhang Qiyuan, who hadn't changed much. Then he laughed and said, "It's a happy occasion to meet an old friend!!"

He turned to the servant and said, "Go and find the young master!"

Zhang Qiyuan didn't want to exchange pleasantries, and got straight to the point: "What craft did that child learn?"

From what Zhang Haike said, he didn't learn opera.

Master Hong treated him with the best tea. He sat opposite Zhang Qiyuan, sighed, and said with some shame: "He is now fighting everywhere and hanging out with Chenpi, the apprentice of my eldest son. Eh!"

I also gradually got my hands on some of the Hong family's business, but they were all small-scale.

"What's his current name?" Zhang Qiyuan asked casually.

The owner of Hong class paused while drinking tea: "Hongxi, the Xi character in Chunxi."

"Nice name." Zhang Qiyuan was drinking Pu'er tea. The brewing technique was good and the bitterness was thick and smooth, but he still didn't like it.

Zhang Qiyuan put down his teacup and asked, "Your son has accepted disciples?"

Class leader Hong nodded and said, "Chenpi has good talent. My good-for-nothing eldest son only accepted him as an apprentice for fun." He is a naughty boy and used to hang out with powder.

I finally found a wife, and I settled down. It seemed like we could live a good life together, but my wife turned out to be in poor health...

Children are debts.

Zhang Qiyuan chatted with the owner of Hong's class. After more than an hour, Zhang Qiyuan ate several snacks before he met Hongxi in person.

Hongxi has a handsome appearance, but he seems a bit lazy. One can tell at first glance that he is out of tune.

Zhang Qiyuan suspected that this child learned this from that flower thief Zhang San!

"Who is this, Dad? Why did you call me back so early?" Hongxi sat down on the seat, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it all up.

Class Leader Hong said with an out-of-this-world attitude: "This is your savior. He picked you up from the dead."

Hong Xi was obsessed with Zhang Qiyuan's beauty. When she heard this, she immediately retorted, "How is it possible? How old is he! How could he pick me up? You are deceiving me, old man!"

Zhang Qiyuan said nothing and just observed Hongxi quietly.

The Hong class leader was so angry that his hands were shaking: "You bastard! Your benefactor's surname is Zhang!"

"Don't bother with this evil creature." Team Leader Hong looked at Zhang Qiyuan's young face and somehow couldn't bring himself to say "Brother Zhang," "It's my fault for not disciplining him."

Zhang Qiyuan looked at the ashamed old man, smiled and said, "I don't care about this. If I really cared, I wouldn't have saved him, let alone entrusted him to you."

When Hongxi listened to Zhang Qiyuan speak, she felt his extraordinary calmness and composure.

"Is your real surname Zhang?" Hong Xi knew a thing or two about the Zhang family. Zhang Qisan was an example, and he was still a marginal figure in the Zhang family.

Seeing Hongxi's admiration and curiosity for the Zhang family, he also felt that this naughty child of Hongxi needed some practice. Zhang Qiyuan showed his hair-shaped finger: "If you are willing, I can recommend you to go to the Zhang family for further training. I heard that you like to work in the fields."

Hongxi's eyes lit up: "Really? I went to the field with Brother Chenpi once and found that my blood can drive away poisonous insects. This is God's gift."

Zhang Qiyuan shook his head: "It's because of the poison in your body."

"Poisonous insect?" The wrinkled face of Class Leader Hong looked even more wrinkled. He had traveled far and wide and seen a lot of things. For most people, poisonous insects are deadly poisons.

As for Hongxi, he was even more excited, having a kind of middle school feeling of "as expected, I am the child of destiny."

Don’t ask Zhang Qiyuan why he could tell it at first sight, everyone has their middle school years.

"It's a very special poisonous insect. It has a symbiotic relationship with him. I guess it was passed on to him by his mother." Zhang Qiyuan recalled a Miao village he came across by chance a long time ago. They had a magical poisonous insect that needed to be raised by a chosen saint or son.

"Your mother was probably a saint who provided holy Gu. I don't know how she escaped, married your father, and gave birth to you."

The Hong class leader asked anxiously, "Is there any harm?"

Zhang Qiyuan replied: "I don't know yet, but, Hongxi, do you have any sense of the poisonous insect in your body?"

Hongxi racked her brains but couldn't think of such a feeling. She shook her head disappointedly: "No."

Zhang Qiyuan nodded and comforted Hong Banzhu: "The Gu insect has not yet awakened, Hong Xi does not need to provide too much blood and essence, just be careful not to alarm it."

"What will happen when the insect wakes up?" Hong Xi asked curiously.

Zhang Qiyuan sneered, breaking Hongxi's fantasy: "The poisonous insect will continue to absorb your blood and essence. After sucking you dry, it will find a new host."

Hongxi's face turned pale all of a sudden.

Team leader Hong was obviously calmer. He pulled Zhang Qiyuan aside and asked how to avoid awakening the poisonous insect and whether Hongxi's future children would also be infected by the poisonous insect.

Zhang Qiyuan simply said a few things: "For more specifics, I suggest going to the Miao Village to find someone to take a look."

"As for whether it will be passed on to future generations, it is certain that the first child will be parasitized."

This special poisonous insect has a slight intelligence and generally prefers to parasitize people who are related to the host by blood.

The owner of Hongban was very disappointed.

Zhang Qiyuan patted the Hong class leader and said, "Don't worry about it. Send him to the Zhang family. When he comes back, everything will be fine."

Class leader Hong was in tears. He had raised this child bit by bit, so how could he not feel sorry for him?

"I still have to trouble you in the end." Zhang Qiyuan gave him a thousand dollars at the beginning!

Zhang Qiyuan doesn't care about these: "He and you have a father-son relationship."

Hongxi looked at the two of them in confusion. She didn't know why he was going to Zhang's house now? ?

As for when to set off?

Zhang Qiyuan said that next year would also be fine, leaving some time for the father and son to spend more time together.

"Where is your eldest son?" After solving the problem of his younger son, Zhang Qiyuan asked Er Yuehong.

Hongxi answered first: "My brother went to the Buddha's place."

The leader of the Hong class hesitated for a moment, and chose to tell the truth: "I went to ask for deer grass."