Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

After a few hours,

It was late at night before Zhang Boyang returned home.

Surprisingly, Zhang Shu was still awake at this time.

Waiting for him in the living room.

"Dad, is Junior Brother Fang Yue okay?" Zhang Shu asked urgently.

In fact, Zhang Shu was somewhat conflicted at this time.

Since he hoped in his heart that the news the servant said in the afternoon was wrong, Fang Yue just whispered.

But at the same time, there was another thought that would be best if it was abandoned.

This made her very conflicted.

"Shu'er, you asked me to bring you and Fang Yue together earlier. Now daddy can promise you to find a way to betroth you to Yue'er."

However, Zhang Boyang did not answer directly, but looked at Zhang Shu solemnly.

Although Zhang Shu has a coquettish temperament, she is also very smart.

What she couldn't ask Zhang Boyang to do today was so easy to do now.

It can only be explained that tonight, Zhang Boyang went out to see Fang Yue and was sure that Fang Yue was useless.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t say that.

"Dad, please tell me first if Fang Yue is really seriously injured and crippled."

Zhang Shu asked anyway, wanting final confirmation.

Then, he continued with a suspicious look:

"If he is really useless, forget it. I will not agree to marry him. My daughter will not jump into the fire pit."

"A good-for-nothing is not worthy of a daughter."

"You, you, how did I give birth to a daughter like you!"

Zhang Boyang didn't seem to expect that his daughter would say such selfish words.

A useless person, unworthy of her.

He really doesn't care about any affection at all, so cold-blooded.

In the future, if he is old and useless, Zhang Shu will treat him this way.

Thinking of this, Zhang Boyang slapped Zhang Shu hard.

"Go back to your room. You are not allowed to go out again without my permission, and you are not allowed to associate with those bad friends!"

Zhang Boyang was full of anger, courtesy, justice and shame, and his daughter really didn't care about any of them.

Zhang Shu finally left crying.

Looking at his daughter's back, Zhang Boyang felt that he had aged more than ten years at this moment.

~~~~~~

The next day, Baihu Boxing Gym.

"Have you ever visited Fang Yue? Did you give him all your money?"

Hall Master Zheng sighed, and another wrinkle seemed to appear on his face.

"It's Master, he sent it."

Chen Tong hesitated for a moment and said angrily.

"Are you confused? Fang Yue is already useless. He will be a useless person in the future. Why should I give him three thousand taels of silver?"

Hall Master Zheng sighed slightly, saying half with emotion and half with education:

"Since I decided to provide him with the secret medicine until Yi Marrow is completed, I can't break my promise. Now, since something like this has happened, I definitely can't give him the secret medicine. I can only give him some money."

You should take a long-term view when doing things, and orders cannot be changed overnight.

Otherwise, people's hearts will be scattered.

Giving Fang Yue some money is nothing.

However, Fang Yue will no longer be able to enjoy the benefits of the martial arts gym.

The secret medicine will be discontinued and given to those who need it more, and the monthly prescription money will also be discontinued.

If a martial arts school keeps a useless person in vain, other disciples will gossip about him.

As a museum owner, you always need to weigh the pros and cons.

"Oh, by the way, you should personally accept the person Fang Yue mentioned before. There are not many things our martial arts school can do for him. We can do these small things if we can."

"Yes, Master." Chen Tong responded.

~~~~~~~

Within a few days, the news that Fang Yue from the White Tiger Boxing Gym was seriously injured and completely disabled spread throughout Xiahe County.

For a while, some people sighed with regret.

There are also many people who gloat over misfortune.

There are even rumors that the County Lord Liu did it deliberately because Fang Yue rejected Liu Zheng two years ago and offended the County Lord, so he was retaliated this time.

However, regarding these rumors.

Liu Zheng rarely paid attention to it, which disappointed the troublemaker.

All in all, many people think that Du Fangyue is the second best to Zhongyong. He is young and may not be able to grow up.

In the end, perhaps he suffered this misfortune because he was too shunned and was tabooed.

~~~~~~

At this time, Fang Yue was the one in everyone's mouth.

Have returned to Daliu Shu Village.

This morning, the sun was shining brightly, the weather was clear, the temperature was not high, but there was still drought and little water.

The water level in the well has also dropped a lot now.

“It’s best to make fried tea with boiling water at 80 degrees Celsius.”

Fang Yue was sitting in a wheelchair. In front of him was a small stove made of red clay. On the stove, a kettle made of iron and tin mixed with silver made a gurgling sound.

"Drinking tea, writing, reading, and blowing the breeze, the days are indeed leisurely."

Fang Yue sighed slightly. He went to Xiahe County this time just to join in the fun.

Unexpectedly, he was later forcibly recruited to participate in the encirclement and suppression of those Moshan tribe rebels.

Originally, it was just to strike and shoot cold arrows.

Just add some meritorious deeds and take care of some errands.

I didn't expect that in the end, something like this happened.

He was seriously injured after being rubbed by the stone lion, even damaging his tendons and bones.

As a result, he was now unable to move half of his body. The doctor concluded on the spot that he was a cripple and would never be able to stand up for the rest of his life.

Then, Fang Yue suddenly changed from a dazzling martial artist with an unlimited future to a trash that everyone despised.

The county magistrate just glanced at him, expressed regret, left two hundred taels of silver for compensation, and left.

Uncle Chen Tong also came to see him and left him one thousand taels of silver.

He said something, although it was not said explicitly, but it was also very obvious.

The secret medicine and regular silver promised before could not be given, and giving these silvers was to draw a clear line between him and Fang Yue.

Only Uncle Zhang Boyang treated him the same as before.

He was busy and later sent him back to Daliushu Village in person.

"Alas, people really can't be in the limelight."

"After this lesson, you must be careful in the future. Not every time you are so lucky."

Seeing this time, he almost died, and now he has become a "waste man".

Fang Yue was not so depressed, nor lost, and he did not give up on himself.

As long as he is alive, there is still hope.

He just made up his mind in his heart that he would not watch such excitement in the future, and he would not be in the limelight.

In the future, he must be well prepared for every battle.

This time, he suffered a loss because of carelessness.

He must be careful in the future.

After all, he is not really in a desperate situation yet, and he still has hope of recovery.

"As long as the mastery of boxing is improved, then the talent can be upgraded, and then the injury should be healed."

In fact, this time, he was only seriously injured.

The talent of copper skin and iron bones played a big role.

Otherwise, his injury would be even more serious!

If this talent is upgraded, then strengthening the strength of the body should be able to repair the damage on his body.

At this time, Chen brought in some food that Fang Yue liked to eat.

"This is the steamed pork with rice flour you mentioned. It's the first time for mother to make it. I have no experience. See if it suits your taste."

"And this, you said those city people, how can they eat so well. Stuff rice into the gaps of lotus roots, add some sugar after steaming, it's really delicious."

Chen placed bowls of food on the stone table in front of Fang Yue.

These are all things she heard Fang Yue say, but she has never done.

"Mom, I love the food you cook the most."

Fang Yue looked at the food and felt the deep love.

This time he came back injured and became a 'disabled person'.

Chen rarely 'cried' or 'reprimanded' Fang Cheng for not taking good care of his brother.

She had told Fang Cheng before that he should take good care of Fang Yue.

Only the face that always wore a smile was left with a trace of deep sorrow.

Chen thought she could hide it, but she could hide it from others, not Fang Yue.

"Mom, I'm fine, Zhu'er will get better next year."

Fang Yue secretly estimated the time. It was not easy for him to practice boxing in his current physical condition. He could only be careful. In this case, the progress of boxing practice would be slowed down.

It would take about a year to improve the level of boxing.

Only then could he use the power of the golden finger to recover his body.

"Well, mom knows, mom knows, Zhu'er will definitely get better."

After a while.

When Fang Yue couldn't eat any more, Chen quietly cleaned up the dishes and left the yard.

However, when she walked out of the yard, her eyes were completely wet.

~~~~~~

At the same time, Fang Cheng was also very self-blaming.

He had clearly promised his mother to take good care of his brother, but who could have thought that his brother would be injured.

The simple man poured all his regret and anger on the land.

These days, he led the tenants to dig wells.

There is an increasing shortage of water.

Now it is not about watering the land, but about finding water for food and drink.

Several shallow wells in the village have dried up.

We can only dig more wells, deeper wells.

During the break, Fang Cheng sighed.

Another abandoned well was dug.

"Boss, forget it today. Everyone is tired. Let's do it tomorrow."

"Yeah." Fang Cheng nodded woodenly.

If his brother led them, they should be able to dig a well with water by now.

"I heard that Master Fang is disabled and can't walk anymore. Is this true or not? He is such a good man, why can't God open his eyes?"

"Really, of course it's true. My wife saw it when she was young. Fang Zhi'er was sitting on a chair with wheels. He couldn't walk anymore and had to be pushed."

"Shh, Fang Juye, how dare you call the young master by his nickname? You are so disrespectful!"

"Humph, he is already a disabled person. What's wrong with calling him by his nickname? He is disabled, so he can't stand up for the rest of his life. He is not as good as us."

Fang Juye's voice was obviously a few decibels higher when he said the last sentence.

He really didn't care.

Why should a disabled person ride on their heads? They work hard to dig wells, but the other party can eat and drink well every day.

Why!

"What did you say just now! Say it again, bastard!"

Fang Cheng roared, and then raised his fist and hit Fang Juye hard.

Bang, bang, bang~

Like raindrops, in the end it was the tenants around who managed to hold Fang Cheng back, otherwise Fang Juye would have been beaten to death.