The daughter of the head of the Sheng family was married, which alarmed everyone in Qincheng. The Wang family and the city lord Qin family all sent people to send generous gifts.

Xue Wu’s father is somewhat sad. Sheng Chunqiu, as his father.

He silently accepted Xue Wu's farewell greeting, and said nothing from beginning to end. He sighed until his daughter got into the sedan chair and left, "It's better to get married."

"Xuewu came out of the house, and my Sheng family was very happy and held a long dragon banquet for three days." The great elder Sheng Yi was so angry that he stood under the archway that he announced, "Everyone in Qincheng can enter the seat."

"Thank you, elder."

"The Sheng family is generous."

"Rich people."

"The family is big and the business is big."

"No, half of Qincheng is the property of the Sheng family. Sheng Xuewu is the eldest daughter of the patriarch. If she is married, how can she not celebrate together in the city?"

"Whose other half is?"

"Your foreigner is from the Wang family. In Qincheng, Sheng family, and the Wang family is the sky. Even the Lord of Qin has to rely on their two families. You haven't seen how long the gift-giving team of the Wang family and the Lord of the City are."

"Sheng, are the Wang family mortal enemies? The Wang family also gives gifts!"

"The bleeding from the ends every few days is all fighting among the young people of the family."

"I don't understand, this is a skill. I fight to the death openly and secretly, but I still have to take care of my face."

"No, the Wang family often gives gifts to a great extent. The current head of the family is not good at being a good couple. This daughter stepped into the sixth level of acquired nature at the age of 12. She was once a dazzling star and was known as a genius who has never met in a century. Unexpectedly, she has no inspiration since then. Now she is over twenty years old. Seeing that there is no hope of practicing Taoism, she has to get married. As for the prosperous age of her son, he is a recognized waste in Qincheng. She is only two levels of acquired nature at the age of 12, and is not even as good as an ordinary person."

"Speak quietly, be careful of the ears of the walls."

"Ha ha……"

The bride-sending team passed by, and the snow on the street was cleaned up. The Sheng family quickly set up the tables and chairs, and a grand banquet began with everyone's cheers.

Sheng Chunqiu listened to the discussion of the crowd, and a fire of nameless rushed to his head. But he endured it. The person who spoke presumptuously was obviously from the Wang family. If he were to normal, he would definitely kill him with one punch. But today is not. Today is the happy day for his daughter. Although he tried his best to stop his daughter from marrying the mortal pharmacist, his daughter was so fierce that he could only agree.

When he mentioned his son, his heart was soft. He loved that poor child very much. He was so smart and determined. But his life was not good, he was born with a vein and had no dantian. He was destined to be an ordinary person in this life.

Ordinary people must be eliminated in the Sheng family. This is the world of the strong. The weak cannot serve the family, and the family will not provide strong support for a person who cannot practice. The son of the clan leader is no exception.

When he grows up at the age of fourteen, he will leave the Sheng family and make a living by himself. This is his life, his life.

Fate! People always call things that cannot or cannot be changed as fate.

"well……"

His long sigh was filled with indescribable emotions.

Joy, loss, unwillingness, regret...mixed together, impacting his hard body as hard as iron.

"Ah..." A sigh seemed to come from the deep underground, dissipating in the wind.

Sheng Chunqiu was sure to hear this sigh, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly. Perhaps this was his life.

Shengshi didn't care about other people's fingers. He followed the bride-sending team and walked in the snow all the way.

My sister left, and no one at home supports him, heals his wounds, and fights for him.

There was no more meals full of home flavor, no more sister who taught him to practice swords, no more sister who sewed and repaired her clothes.

Sister, this is a person closer than his mother. He can't remember it clearly, no, he never remembered what the mother who died of dying from giving birth to him looked like.

My mother's imprint became more and more blurred, but my sister's imprint was clearer every day.

My father is a deep and heavy person.

Father's love can never replace maternal love.

The father, who is busy with family affairs all day long, is a machine that never stops and neglects the kindness he deserves to be with his siblings.

Thinking of this, he staggered and fell on the official road outside the city. The team gradually became farther away. He wiped the water melted from the snow on his face, but he didn't get up, so he just lay in the snow, staring blankly at the sky.

The snow stopped, and occasionally a few snowflakes were swept up by the wind and caught his eyes. The clouds faded, and the sky was still gray, as if brewing, and another snow came.

The sound of locks disappeared into the snow field, and no sound could be heard. He was desperate. His sister really got married. From then on, the Sheng family was just her parents' home. She might come, maybe not.

He wanted to cry very much, and he burst into tears.

If crying can change everything.

The slight sound of snow creaking is the sound that only animal leather boots can step out. The familiar breath can be smelled far away. He is naturally sensitive to breath, no, he is sensitive to everything, heaven, earth, vitality, spirit, strange beasts, medicinal materials, and elixirs.

Sheng Chunqiu sat down beside him, and he used no effort to disperse Xue Zhen. He sat in the snow, with his hands behind him, and looked up at the sky.

"Sorry to be sad?"

"Not sad, sad."

"Yes, I should be sad."

"Sister doesn't want me to be sad."

"Yes. The weak don't even have the power to be sad."

"I'm not a weak person."

"The strong will not be sad at all."

"Then what are you doing!"

"I'm just a little sad."

The wind raises snowflakes again, not from the ground. It falls from the gray clouds and cannot be considered snowflakes, but just fine ice crystals, like scattered tears.

There is only the sound of wind and snow falling in the world.

"You should go and have a long dragon banquet, it's more lively."

"I don't like the excitement, does my father like it?"

"I hate the excitement, too, since your mother left."

It was silent for a long time again.

"Mother left because of me, don't you hate me?"

"Hate."

"So I'm indifferent to me. I can understand."

"You are wrong. I love you very much. I am not good at expressing myself and are busy with things in the clan. If you think so, I am helpless and sad."

Sheng Shi turned his head in surprise and looked at him.

"I am a waste in the eyes of the Sheng family, and also a waste in the eyes of the Qincheng people."

"You care what others say!"

"I haven't thought about it, it's wrong. I sometimes care. There are two years left, and I have worked hard for eight years, but I'm still on the second floor of the day after tomorrow, and sometimes I feel sad."

"You have born with a vein and no dantian, and you have practiced to the second level of acquired nature, which is a problem in itself.

The ability to run meridians means that it is not a vein. If you can gather spiritual energy, it means that you have a dantian, but you work harder than others."

"Father can comfort people, too? I'm very moved."

"You are my son and the young patriarch of the Sheng family. You are the young patriarch before you are fourteen years old.

As for the problems with meridians and dantian, I can’t help you, nor can my ancestors. Maybe only the holy level alchemist can help you. No one has seen the holy level alchemist in the Shenzhou Empire."

Silence, silence.
Chapter completed!