Chen Shi went downstairs and said to Black Pot, "Black Pot, you and the wooden cart go back first. Tell Chen Tang that I'm staying the night at Fifth Uncle's place and won't be going home tonight."
Black Pot looked solemn and barked at him twice.
Chen Shi said, "He said it himself, I'm not his son, so it's useless for him to get angry. Go ahead and tell him."
Black Pot had no choice but to take the wooden cart back to the Chen Mansion, feeling deeply apprehensive.
When it arrived at the Chen Mansion, Chen Tang was waiting at the dinner table for Chen Shi to arrive. The food and dishes had already been prepared, and seeing Black Pot return alone, he could not help but be somewhat surprised.
"Woof woof!" Black Pot barked at him.
"Going to stay the night at Chen Wu's place?"
Chen Tang's expression did not change. He picked up his chopsticks and said indifferently, "Good, I know. Go wash your hands and eat."
Black Pot went to wash its hands, and from behind came the sound of chopsticks snapping, snap, snap. It looked back and saw Chen Tang put the broken chopsticks in his hand to the side, then pull out another pair of chopsticks with an indifferent expression.
Black Pot finished its meal with its heart in its mouth. Fortunately, Chen Tang had no unusual behavior, and the chopsticks remained intact the whole time without breaking.
Black Pot cleaned up the bowls and dishes and came to the round stool Chen Tang had sat on. Its tail brushed against the round stool, and suddenly the round stool silently shattered into pieces!
Black Pot lowered its head to look and saw that the round stool had already shattered into fine powder, piled together