The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place......

Cheng Ziang cried, crying so much that he couldn't control himself at all, trembling all over, and wrapped his hands around his shoulders, and the whole person curled up in a corner of the bed.

This action made his whole person look pitiful and helpless, but at the same time, he was also very cowardly, where was there still a shadow of the genius of the Cheng family?

"Ang'er, you ......"

Cheng Bohan stood on the edge of the bed, stretching out and closing his hands, repeating many times.

Seeing your son become like this, what is the feeling of being a parent?

It's hard to describe and can't be expressed.

Cheng Bohan really wanted to hug his son, just like he did when he was a child, comfort him, and tell him that everything would be okay and that everything would be fine.

But he can't even fool himself now, will it be okay?

No, no, Cheng Ziang is already a wasted person, and his most high-hopeful son is already destined to be a complete wasted person!

He won't even be able to reach the realm of a martial king like him in the future, so what can he do?

He Cheng Bohan has three sons, the eldest son is talented and not angry, the younger son is only ten years old and has no sons-in-law, and all the others are daughters.

Could it be that he Cheng Bohan is destined to be his younger brother Cheng Bozhan's assistant forever?

This was the case decades ago when he was competing for the head of the family, and now, even his only promising second son is so wasted......

Cheng Bohan himself couldn't tell whether he was more disappointed or distressed about his son now.

"Ang'er, don't think about it, take care of your injuries, everything, everything will wait until you recover from your injuries before making plans. ”

Cheng Bohan could only sigh in the end, turned around and walked out of the house.

He didn't comfort Cheng Ziang, he really didn't have that mind!

Although his own son was crippled, it was painful for him, but what made him even more unacceptable was that so many years of careful cultivation were all ruined!

He didn't bother to comfort him.

And Cheng Ziang was like he hadn't heard Cheng Bohan's words, still curled up on the bed stupidly and shed tears.

Cheng Bohan, who walked to the door and was about to leave, suddenly paused, turned his head and swept to Cheng Ziang: "Ang'er, that Cheng Hao." ”

Hearing the name Cheng Hao, Cheng Ziang, who had been imprinted by his soul, raised his head uncontrollably, and his emotions finally fluctuated.

"He can be regarded as saving your life, for the sake of my father, it is better to transfer him to be your little servant. ”

Cheng Ziang didn't answer, but he didn't object, which was actually agreed.

And his strange reaction also made Cheng Bohan feel a sigh in his heart.

Cheng Ziang, who learned that he was crippled and did not respond to any comfort from the outside world, actually looked up at himself after hearing Cheng Hao's name.

"Could it be that Ang'er really ......" Cheng Bohan shook his head, throwing this ridiculous idea out of his mind, it didn't matter.

Everything doesn't matter now, Cheng Ziang can do whatever he likes, and he is already abolished anyway.

As a father, Cheng Bohan can be regarded as fulfilling his responsibilities as long as he protects his crippled son in the future, so that he can live comfortably and comfortably for the rest of his life.

"Ruolan, you go in. ”

Walking to the door, Cheng Bohan greeted a woman who lowered her head and wiped her tears.

This woman's name is Li Ruolan, Cheng Ziang's wife, the two have been married for more than ten years and have two daughters.

"Go, give an order, and let Cheng Yuan, the steward of the lower service, transfer a little servant named Cheng Hao from the side of the lower service room to serve the young master. ”

Before Cheng Bohan went out, he gave an order to his personal servant, and then left with a long sigh without looking back.

............

"Who is Cheng Hao?"

At that time, Cheng Yuan, the manager of the lower servant who usually doesn't come to the stable, came over and asked questions about the dozen or so servants with numb expressions.

No one answered, and this group of subordinates usually beat and scolded people, and they didn't dare to speak, or they couldn't speak.

Only a thin boy turned out from behind the stable, bowed his head and cautiously bowed his hand to Cheng Yuan: "Small, boy Cheng Hao." ”

"Oh?" Cheng Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, walked to Cheng Hao's side, stretched out a hand to grab Cheng Hao's hair and lifted his face up.

This is a very common action of the stewards of the lower service, and they treat the next service as if they were animals.

"Well, the appearance is quite delicate, the eyes are still smart, and the speech seems to be okay. Cheng Yuan looked at Cheng Hao for a moment and nodded slightly, and then greeted: "A few of you come here, take him to wash it, change his clothes, and serve in the inner courtyard." ”

"No!"

With Cheng Yuan's greeting, several stout men with big shoulders and round waists walked out from behind him, stepped forward and stretched out their hands to drag Cheng Hao away.

Cheng Hao didn't resist, let the other party pull him, and turned towards the back of the stable.

When they got to the back of the stable, there was a water storage tank here, which was usually used to wash the horses, so that the Cheng family could mount the horses with bright coats when they went out.

Of course, before the New Year's Festival, the servants are also mercifully allowed to use the water here to cleanse their bodies.

Even when it's cold, the rare opportunity to clean will make the next soldiers quite happy.

And now, this has become a place to clean up Cheng Hao.

"Smack!"

Several big men threw Cheng Hao on the side of the water tank, and then prepared to come up and pick up his clothes.

Cheng Hao raised his eyes and swept towards a few people, and then pointed to the corner of the stable: "Go over there and watch, someone came to greet me." ”

"No!"

The big men were dazed for a moment, and then they all turned and went out around the corner of the stable.

Cheng Hao didn't have the habit of letting men undress him, so he used the power of the soul to control these people at the moment.

Don't look at these big people, they look fierce, in fact, they are ordinary people without any martial arts cultivation, they are just in the lower service, they are just following Cheng Yuan's side, and they belong to the lower service with a slightly higher status.

This group of people has grown stronger because they usually follow Cheng Yuan's side without lack of food and drink, but in fact, they don't have the real ability.

Putting his clothes back, Cheng Hao could only smile bitterly when he looked at his body.

This body...... The ribs are clearly visible, and there doesn't seem to be any muscle under the skin.

Although he has used his savings to buy a lot of nutrients to eat these days, his recovery is still too slow.

After all, it's just food without a trace of aura, and relying on these foods alone, I'm afraid that I won't be able to recuperate this body in less than half a year.

But fortunately, the arrangement left yesterday still had an effect after all, and he was really going to be sent to Cheng Ziang as an entourage.

If it really comes to Cheng Ziang's side, then there will probably be no shortage of things that can nourish the body......