Chapter 143: A Thousand Miles to Meet by Fate

The backyard was well cleaned, with various flowers and plants placed all around—it was quite nicely taken care of.

There was even a cat raised in the yard, lying on the flower rack, resting with its eyes closed.

Seeing Tang Rao and Zhou Quanyou enter, it couldn't be bothered to stand up. It narrowed its eyes, sneezed.

Zhou Boxiong's grandpa was sitting in the courtyard, holding an old smoking pipe, puffing out smoke with bubbling sounds.

An empty sleeve dangled from his right arm; it must have been as Zhou Boxiong said, bitten off by the giant python that guarded the Nine-leaf Blood Ginseng back in the day.

"Old man, having a smoke?" Zhou Quanyou approached and said.

"Are you blind, of course I'm smoking." The old man flipped his eyelid and cursed.

Zhou Quanyou chuckled awkwardly. He was long accustomed to his father's temper.

A couple of curses were just routine in the household.

From a young age to the present, the beatings he took are beyond count.