Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 76 Domestic Violence (Sixteenth Update)

The next morning.

"Father, I've come to pay my respects."

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Shi Tou pulled his bride, Wang Zhaoyun, across the threshold. As soon as they entered, he grinned and loudly bowed to Jiang Fu'an, who was sitting in the main room.

His face was flushed, and his eyes and brows were beaming with joy; it was clear that he had a wonderful wedding night.

Wang Zhaoyun followed half a step behind him, her head slightly lowered.

She wore a brand-new red dress, her hands clasped in front of her, and her voice was soft and gentle as she bowed: "Father, Zhaoyun greets you."

Jiang Fu'an, who had been smiling and nodding, gestured for them to rise: "Yes, no need for formalities, please leave here—"

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Although Wang Zhaoyun had her head down, Jiang Fu'an could still catch a glimpse of a purplish-blue mark under her right eye socket from the profile of her face, which stood out starkly against her fair skin.

He frowned slightly and asked with concern, "Zhaoyun, what happened to your face?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Tou's eyes flickered, and he quickly replied, "It's nothing! Dad, I just accidentally bumped my head on the corner of the bed last night."

Jiang Fu'an examined the injury closely; it didn't look like a bump or bruise at all.

Besides, Wang Zhaoyun is at least a cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining, and his five senses are much more acute than ordinary people. How could he possibly be knocked like this in his own new house?

Jiang Fu'an turned his gaze to Shi Tou and saw that his eyes were darting away, which made him even more certain.

His face darkened: "Stone, tell me the truth, what exactly happened?"

Shi Tou, feeling the intense gaze from his father, knew he couldn't hide it any longer and stammered, "I hit him by accident."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fu'an immediately became furious.

On his wedding night, he hit his bride? What kind of talk is that!

He abruptly flicked his sleeve, turned, and walked out of the courtyard: "Come with me!"

Stone dared not disobey, turned his head and glared at Wang Zhaoyun, then hung his head and followed.

Outside the courtyard, the fog had not yet dissipated, and the distant fields and woods were shrouded in mist.

Jiang Fu'an stopped by the edge of the field, waiting for Shi Tou to slowly approach before speaking directly: "Tell me, why did you beat your bride on your wedding night?"

Shi Tou pouted, looking aggrieved: "Dad, she brought this on herself. Last night I told her I wanted to stay at home for a few months before going to the Wang family."

"But she wasn't happy about it, complaining that it was taking too long. She even said that our family doesn't have any spiritual veins, and that staying here is a waste of time."

Jiang Fu listened quietly and didn't respond for a moment.

He understood why Stone was angry—anyone would be annoyed if their home was disliked.

Physical violence is ultimately wrong.

He softened his tone, but remained serious: "Can't you just speak properly?"

"If you hit her, what if she goes back and complains to the head of the Wang family? How will you handle that?"

No, it won't.

Stone answered confidently, "I've called her several times before, and she's never mentioned it."

"You've hit her many times?"

Jiang Fu'an stared at his son in surprise: "Then Zhaoyun didn't make a scene? And she was still willing to marry you?"

Shi Tou shook his head, looking completely matter-of-fact: "No. Maybe she knows she's in the wrong."

Jiang Fu'an was speechless for a moment.

What's this all about? It's like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai – one is willing to hit, and the other is willing to be hit?

In this dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, it's not uncommon for cultivation partners to fight each other.

The rule that whoever has the strongest fist gets to call the shots is the one most people agree on.

Nobody talks about "domestic violence" casually.

But Jiang Fu'an still held onto the ideas from his previous life, and always felt that this matter could not be left unattended.

"From now on, if there are any further conflicts, no physical violence is allowed."

His tone turned serious: "Look at me, I've lived with your mother for so many years, have I ever laid a finger on her?"

Stone frowned and thought for a long time, then said with difficulty, "Father, but if I don't hit her, I can't win an argument with her—"

"If you can't win an argument, you can't fight!"

Jiang Fu'an resolutely blocked the railway.

He couldn't let his son develop this habit.

He paused, then softened his tone: "Next time you argue, try tickling her. Sometimes that works much better than hitting her."

This trick was learned from Zhang Wuji in my previous life.

He had tried it on Su Wanqing years ago, and it was indeed effective.

Stone was taken aback, blinked, and hadn't expected there to be such a way.

Just as he was pondering this, Jiang Fu'an asked again, "How's your body tempering progressing?"

In terms of cultivation level, he could sense that the stone had reached more than half of the third level of Qi Refining, and it should not be a problem for it to break through to the middle level of Qi Refining within three years.

"I'm almost at the completion of the first level."

Stone answered, then immediately asked, "Father, what about you?"

Hearing that his son's progress was not as good as his own, Jiang Fu'an felt a surge of pride.

He possesses five spiritual roots, resulting in a slow cultivation speed. Over the years, his cultivation has always been overshadowed by the stone.

Body refinement doesn't really depend on spiritual roots; it relies entirely on hard work and perseverance. Now, I'm finally able to get ahead.

"I've reached the second level. Even after you're married, don't slack off; you'll have to work harder."

Although Jiang Fu'an knew that Shi Tou had already tried his best, he was afraid that Shi Tou would become obsessed with beautiful women after getting married, so he still gave him a word of advice.

Upon hearing that his father had broken through to the second level, Shi Tou's indomitable spirit flared up, and he clenched his fists: "I will work hard!"

Jiang Fu'an gave his final instructions: "You and Zhaoyun stay at the residence at the foot of the mountain for half a month, then return to the Wang family and cultivate diligently."

"Also, for the next two weeks, you should work harder at night and try to get Zhaoyun pregnant."

"Trying to get pregnant?"

Stone looked bewildered, clearly not understanding how to "fight for" it.

Jiang Fu'an didn't say anything more, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to walk back.

In the courtyard, Wang Zhaoyun was still standing in the same spot, lost in thought.

Jiang Fu'an walked up to her and said gently, "Zhaoyun, it's all your fault for not disciplining Shitou properly, which has caused you to suffer."

"He just promised me that he wouldn't lay a hand on me again."

"If he does it again, tell me immediately, and I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget."

Wang Zhaoyun paused, looked up, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

In the Wang family, because of his talent, the head of the family often favored Shi Tou.

She never expected that her father-in-law would stand up for her.

Her heart warmed, and she quickly curtsied, saying, "Thank you, Father. Actually, Shi Tou didn't hit me hard; I'm fine."

"It's a good thing that you're sensible."

Jiang Fu'an sighed: "But just because you're sensible doesn't mean he can take action against you."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of talismans from his pocket and handed them over.

"This is a gift from your father to you, and it's also my way of apologizing to you on behalf of Shi Tou."

Now that she has married into the Jiang family, she is a member of the Jiang family.

He still hoped to improve his relationship with this daughter-in-law and win her over to the Jiang family.

Wang Zhaoyun's gaze fell on the stack of talismans, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

This stack contains at least a dozen sheets, all of which are of the lowest grade, first rank.

It is a very practical protective item for cultivators in the Qi Refining stage.

Forget about being reserved, she quickly accepted it with both hands, saying, "Thank you, Father!"

That "Dad" sounded especially affectionate.

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