Chapter 83: Ning Caichen's Resistance

  "Father."

  Ning Feng helped Ning Caichen, who was stiff all over, to sit down at the stone table and sat down opposite him, asking casually: "Speak, what's going on?"

  "It's nothing."

  Ning Caichen squeezed out a smile, still with a stiff taste.

  From the moment Ning Feng exposed him in Langya, he walked out together and returned home, his whole body was stiff all the way, as if he had been frozen in the Arctic for several days.

  "Really?"

  Ning Feng looked up and down at his own father, only to see Ning Cai Chen's hair combed neatly, the white hair that used to stand upright was nowhere to be seen, and his scholar's robe was ironed to perfection, looking like a young man ten years younger.

  After a period of time without being together day and night, Ning Feng found that Ning Cai Chen's face was much rosier and his cheeks were also rounder, unlike in the past when he would turn pale as soon as he didn't eat.

  Adding to the previous one, Ning Caichen came back from his son's excitement and immediately pulled him away, as if he was afraid that something bad would happen if he stayed for a long time. How could Ning Feng not find it suspicious?

  "It must be! It has to be!"

  Ning Caichen's lips were pursed so tightly they seemed to be sewn together with a thread.

  Facing Ning Feng's increasingly suspicious gaze, Ning Cai Chen glanced around and changed the subject: "Son, isn't it that half a month from now is some sort of small competition? Are you confident?"

  Ning Feng waved his hand and said, "That's a thing of the past. After leaving home and returning to Tianyun Peak, I began to close my doors and concentrate on making a breakthrough."

  "Now the focus is on your problem."

  Ning Feng looked into Ning Cai Chen's eyes and said with a hint of regret: "Leaving again..."

  Ning Caichen said at this time, his eyes flickered. His gaze was fleeting. Sometimes he lowered his head as if there were ants moving on the ground. Sometimes he raised his head as if there were giant birds spreading their wings in the sky...

  "Ah~"

  Ning Feng let out a sigh and looked at Ning Zichen, who was making all sorts of childish gestures, and deeply felt that his own father was much more difficult to deal with than those demons and monsters.

  After talking for half a day, he felt a bit parched and got up from his seat to go boil some water in the kitchen.

  "Oh no~~"

  Ning Caichen had always adopted a strategy of non-resistance but firm refusal to confess, and it wasn't until Ning Feng entered the kitchen that he suddenly remembered something, but his call came too late to stop him.

  "It's really haunted."

  As soon as she entered the kitchen, Ning Feng's gaze swept across and immediately sensed that something was off.

  In the kitchen, all kinds of cooking utensils are neatly arranged and cleaned spotlessly, without any unpleasant smell. The arrangement of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, etc. is also different from before.

  In this kitchen, except for that time when Ning Caichen insisted on showing off his skills, he wouldn't normally come in even if you killed him, and coming in would only lead to trouble.

  It's like this now. No ghosts, but it's really scary.

  "It seems like..."

  Ning Feng's face became increasingly strange. He vaguely guessed what the "ghost" was.

  At this moment, there was a sound of pushing the door and entering from outside the gate.

  "Clang!"

  Ning Feng and Ning Cai Chen were still pulling and tugging when they came in, so the door hadn't been closed tightly. With a push from outside, a loud noise was heard, and the door swung open.

  "Is Uncle Ning here?"

  In unison, as if two people were speaking, yet it was a single voice that came from outside the kitchen door.

  Ning Feng immediately recognized it as the voices of Zhao Da and Zhao Er, two brothers.

  "That..."

  Ning Caichen raised his voice, with a hint of flustered panic inside.

  Father and son are father and son. As soon as this voice enters the ear, Ning Feng's mind can almost immediately restore Ning Caichen's frowning and winking appearance.

  He is a father who knows his son best, but the Zhao brothers are not capable of this. Before Ning Cai Chen could even finish speaking, one of the Zhao brothers, either Zhao Da or Zhao Er, shouted out in embarrassment:

  "Uncle Ning, what's wrong with your eyes?"

  "That... we brothers have failed in our duty, and the Wu family is unwilling to marry their daughter."

  "Wu family... marrying off daughter..."

  Ning Feng didn't rush out this time, instead he perked up his ears and listened carefully to the movements outside.

  Ning Caichen was shocked by Zhao's brothers' words, as if struck by a thunderbolt on a clear day. His voice began to tremble and he asked: "Why the Wu family? What did they say?"

  "......It's really......" Ning Feng sighed bitterly from the other side of the wall, "Looks like I'll have another stepmother, this is really......"

  For a moment, he couldn't find words to describe his feelings at this moment.

  Before leaving home last time, Ning Feng had already sensed that Ning Cai Chen was hiding something from him, but he didn't expect it to be such a thing.

  Outside, the voices of the Zhao brothers continued to come through:

  "Uncle Ning, don't get excited."

  Then came the sound of someone being supported and seated.

  "The Wu family said that they were not talented, but after all, they were a family of immortal cultivators. In this generation, there was still a young son who had just entered the Sun God Temple."

  "Wu Xiaoyu didn't have the talent for cultivating immortality and was just an ordinary person, but she also couldn't marry...marry Ning Shu."

  Zhao Da and Zhao Er were somewhat hesitant when they got to this point, thinking that if they had said it at the Wu's house, Ning Caichen might not have been so tactful.

  "Then who will they marry Xiaoyu to?"

  Ning Caichen's voice was despondent and weak.

  Ning Feng sighed and walked out of the kitchen.

  Zhao brothers haven't seen Ning Feng yet, and continued to explain: "The Wu family's intention is to make Wu Xiaoyu a concubine for some cultivator, or marry her off to a promising loose cultivator..."

  "Ah~"

  Just as they were talking, the Zhao brothers suddenly saw Ning Feng appear, supporting Ning Cai Chen from behind and making him sit down, then pouring a cup of just-boiled hot water to help him catch his breath.

  While doing these movements, Ning Feng looked at the Zhao brothers and smiled: "The two of you, Zhao masters, have gone to a lot of trouble."

  Zhao brothers all shrunk their heads, you push me, I push you, finally someone who can't tell whether he's the older or younger brother comes out and says: "Sorry, Ning Shixiong, don't be angry with us brothers, it's just that Ning uncle and Wu Xiaoyu are quite a good match, so we..."

  Both sides called each other "Shixiong" (sworn brother), which sounded awkward no matter how you listened to it. However, neither side felt there was a problem with this way of addressing each other. It had become a habit since the time Ning Feng had done everything perfectly in Chaoyang Town.

  "Father, how do you know... " Ning Feng paused for a moment. He felt uncomfortable all over his body. After careful consideration, he continued: "... Aunt Wu?"

  "It was just when we first opened the store and there were no customers. She also opened a shop next door, which was equally quiet. After coming and going a few times, they became familiar with each other."

  Ning Caichen hung his head low, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, it was unclear whether he was disheartened or just couldn't lift his head because his son had caught him in the act.

  "So it's free love."

  Ning Feng muttered a sentence that others couldn't understand. He sighed and said, "Father, why must you keep this from me again?"

  "I'm just afraid you'll disagree."

  Ning Caichen still bowed his head and spoke in a low voice.

  "......" Ning Feng was speechless, what's going on?

  "As your father, I know you're not happy about it, no one wants to have another stepmother." Ning Caichen still didn't raise his head, his voice was low and severe, "I just thought that family matters have always been taken care of by you, the son, I want to take charge for once."

  Ning Feng stopped here. He became even more speechless, unsure of what to say next.

  This is clearly: resistance!

  An ordinary family. What happens between the son and father in their home is completely reversed.

  "It turned out that Father was not without pressure in his heart..."

  Ning Feng only then felt that, it seemed from the moment he made the first move to go cultivate immortality, he had taken too much initiative. Ning Cai Chen was always smiling and carefree, but perhaps he wasn't as heartless as he seemed.

  "Xiao Yu has always come to help me cook, help me wash clothes, and help me clean up. We can talk about everything."

  Ning Caichen finally lifted his head, his eyes were red and his nose was twitching, if it weren't for the presence of outsiders, he would have burst into tears.

  "We're still being torn apart!"

  "If I had known it would be like this, I'd rather not have been afraid. Let your son know that if he came to break us up, it would be better than this."

  Ning Cai Chen muttered to himself, Ning Feng shook his head and sighed, saying: "Father, why do you think I would oppose it?"

  "You don't disagree?"

  Ning Caichen's head suddenly lifted up, and his movement was as fast as lightning.

  Ning Feng shook his head and helped him up, saying: "Father, since the child has set foot on this path of seeking immortality and asking about the Tao, no matter what, the days of returning home and staying by your side will eventually become fewer and fewer."

  "Somebody is accompanying you, taking care of you, this is good, why should I oppose?"

  "Dad, in our family, I've always been the one making decisions, but it's always been you who supports me."

  "This time, let you take charge, I'll support you, Father!"

  As Ning Feng's words fell, Ning Cai Chen first stared with wide eyes, then his eyes lit up, and the dejected look on his face was swept away.

  It's still that sentence, no one knows a child better than their father. From Ning Feng's tone, Ning Cai heard sincerity and determination to not give up until the goal is achieved.

  "Ning Shixiong, are you really going to do this? How can you do this? The Wu family never had any intention of being reasonable."

  The Zhao brothers said as they looked at each other with angry faces, apparently having suffered a loss of face when they went to the Wu family to propose the marriage.

  "We are the Temple of the Sun God."

  "When we can reason, we reason; when faced with those who don't reason, we are no longer reasonable people."

  The Zhao brothers still looked worried and said, "They have a legitimate son in the Wu family, named Wushan. This time he is a fellow disciple of yours, Ning Shixiong, it's not good to use the usual methods to deal with outsiders."

  Ning Feng shook his head, he had just heard about this and didn't comment on it. Instead, he asked: "Brothers Zhao, do you know the reason why the Wu family would do such a thing?"

  Although he only heard a little, he knew that the Zhao brothers would not fail to mention that Ning Caichen had a son who was also a direct descendant of the Divine Palace.

  But a clan daughter without spiritual roots, in exchange for an extra hand in the sect, the Wu family shouldn't refuse.

  There is a problem here.

  The Zhao brothers shook their heads in dismay, they were also eager to make this happen at first, but who knew that after being rejected and still feeling the pain of it now, where would they have the heart to ask about these things.

  "Thank you both, Zhao brothers."

  Ning Feng didn't disappoint and cupped his hands, saying: "This time let the two Zhao brothers suffer a loss, Ning Feng will be the host another day, everyone can have a drink together."

  The Zhao brothers naturally agreed and said it was right, but since things didn't work out, they also felt ashamed to stay any longer and quickly bid farewell and left.

  Ning Cai Chen and others left, staring at Ning Feng with eager eyes, and said nervously: "Child, what should we do?"

  Ning Feng smiled slightly and sat down with Ning Cai Chen in front of the stone table, poured a pot of tea, and said lightly:

  "Wait!" (......)