EBE Chapter 365 Who did you learn this habit of randomly claiming fathers from?
Chapter 365 Who did you learn this habit of randomly claiming fathers from?
Yinzhuo's contempt was so blatant, and Yintang wasn't blind, so how could he not see it? But what could he do even if he did see it? Don't forget that he always cowered in front of his brother. In front of Yinzhuo, Yintang was completely unable to stand up straight. After holding back for a long time, he could only manage to say one thing: "A well-fed man doesn't know the hunger of a starving man."
Yinzhuo didn't bother arguing with Yintang's lukewarm retort. He simply waved to him and led Dexi back towards his Shufeng Pavilion.
It is said that the continuous rain makes one unaware of the passing of spring, and only when the sun shines do one realize the depth of summer. The time when one does not have to take care of children is simply too wonderful. By the time Yinzhu remembered that he still had a good eldest son entrusted to his second brother, it had already passed from spring to the height of summer.
It's true what they say, a child often resembles his father. It's hard to say about other aspects, but Hongxu's carefree attitude definitely comes from his father. Yinzhuo may have forgotten his son, but his son obviously didn't think much of his father either. When the father and son met again after more than two months, the scene was so cold that you would think they weren't even related.
"Hongxu, you're so young and your eyesight is already failing, isn't it? Your big dad is standing right here, can't you see him? Come, come, put down what you're doing and come to pay your respects to your father."
Hongxu, clutching the back of his head where his father had slapped him, glared at Yinzuo reproachfully. He reluctantly put down the toy he was holding, stood up, bowed to Yinzuo, and then turned and threw himself into Yinreng's arms for comfort.
"Hmph, Father is a bad guy. I don't want to be your son anymore. Second Uncle, how about you become my father?"
Regarding the little guy's complaints and desire to change his father, Yinzhuo expressed his full support, saying, "Who would want this troublesome son? Take him away immediately! Where did he learn this habit of randomly recognizing fathers?"
"Second brother, you've seen it too. It's not that I don't want to be a kind father, it's just that this kid won't give me a chance at all. I think he's quite used to staying with you. How about this, why don't we just let him be your son..."
What does it mean to have a son fall from the sky while you're sitting at home? Look, this is it! In response to Yinzuo's generous offer of his son, Yinreng immediately said that he couldn't afford such a son. To make his words more convincing, and to show Yinzuo the amazing destructive power of his son, Yinreng bent down, picked up the little guy who was clinging to his lap, and pulled Yinzuo up and walked towards the outside of his house.
"Sixth Brother, do you see that tree over there?"
Following the direction Yinreng pointed, Yinzuo looked but saw no trees except for the lush, blooming flowerbed in the distance. He rubbed his eyes, and only after confirming that he was not mistaken did he turn to look at Yinreng beside him.
"Second brother, are you sure you're not mistaken? There aren't any trees here."
Upon hearing this, Yinreng did not argue with him. He bent down and put down Hongxu, whom he was holding, and pulled Yinzuo to walk in the direction he had just pointed.
"Sixth Brother, you're right not to see it. There used to be a tree here, but after your mischievous son came, he would climb it every few days. I was afraid something would happen to him, so I had to cut it down."
Before Yinreng could react, he led him toward the side courtyard. As soon as he entered, Yinreng was stunned by the sight before him. Good heavens, he didn't remember his second brother digging such a big pond in the courtyard when he came here last time.
"Sixth brother, have you seen the koi in this pond?"
The pond was right in front of him, with so many koi swimming around. Yinzhuo wasn't blind, so how could he not see it? Without hesitation, Yinzhuo nodded to his second brother.
Seeing Yinzuo nod, Yinreng remained expressionless and beckoned to the palace servants waiting nearby. Soon, someone brought a chair, a fishing rod, and fish food. Yinreng invited Yinzuo to sit down, took some fish food, sprinkled it into the pond, and immediately attracted fish to scramble for it.
“You’re wrong to say you saw it. Do you know where these fish were originally raised? It was in a lake, the lake outside. Ever since your little rascal came, he’s been carrying a bucket to the lake every day to catch fish. I was afraid he’d slip and fall into the lake, so I had someone dig a pond here to scoop the fish out and let him catch them here…”
Yinzhuo admitted that he had spoken rashly earlier. His son's destructive power was almost as good as a husky's, wasn't it? Only his second brother had such a good temper; if it were him, his son's bottom would probably be covered in sores by now.
"Second brother, you've been working so hard these past few days. Don't worry, I'll take this kid away in a bit. Tomorrow I'll send him to the Imperial Study. This child is mischievous and naughty, I think it's mostly because he's been spoiled. I refuse to believe I can't handle him..."
Yinzhuo now only has Hongxu as his son. Don't be fooled by his constant complaints that he doesn't spoil children. Just look at how relaxed Hongxu is in front of Yinzhuo, and you'll know how credible his words are. Yinzhuo used to think that it was inevitable for children to be a little naughty, but now it seems that he really needs to discipline this kid.
As the saying goes, a tree will not grow straight if it is not pruned. In order to prevent Hongxu from growing crooked, Yinzhu not only went to great lengths but also made a tough decision. You are naughty and active, right? Fine, then let's increase your daily exercise. You know Changchun Garden, right? Running a lap around the outer perimeter every day is not too much to ask, is it?
You always want to play and don't like studying, right? Fine, then let's copy books. You know about the unique "102-times method" created by your great master, right? From today onwards, whatever you study in the study, your Ninth Grandfather will copy it for me when you get back. They say a bad pen is worse than a good memory. If you can't memorize it, we'll copy it for 100 years, and you'll remember it, right? If you still can't remember it, that's okay. Then we'll do it another 120 times.
Before Yinzhuo started implementing this plan, Lian Tianhongxu didn't take it seriously. After all, running laps around Changchun Garden was no different from a spring outing for the energetic little guy. As for copying books, although he found it annoying, he was able to finish it by gritting his teeth since he wasn't learning much at the moment.
There's a saying that goes, "The hardest part isn't starting, but persevering after you start." The young prince, who had been raised in luxury since childhood, had never experienced such hardship. As time went on, Hongxu couldn't keep going. It must be said that Hongxu and Yinzuo were indeed father and son. The fact that he never made things difficult for himself was clearly inherited from Yinzuo.
"Dad, can I not get up early tomorrow to go for a run? You have no idea that my feet are covered in blisters, and it hurts so much when I walk."
The little guy's blistered soles were treated by someone at night while the little guy was sleeping. He knew exactly what the situation was, but he also knew that he couldn't be soft-hearted at this time, otherwise all his previous efforts would be in vain.
"Of course... no, Hongxu, do you know why soldiers in the military camp don't get blisters on their feet even though they have to run every day?"
Hongxu was only six or seven years old at most. He had been raised in luxury since he was a child and needed to be carried even for short distances. It would be strange if he knew these things. When Yinzhu saw the little guy shaking his head, he reached out and called him to his side, pointing to his feet.
"Actually, at the beginning, their feet would get blisters from the shoes, but the reason they stopped getting blisters later was because..."