"Well……"
"Actually, I mean, you don't have to care so much.
Erlang, you are very smart, you don’t have to doubt this. It’s just that you have been favored since childhood, whether you are a father or a mother, you hold you in your hands, so you can’t see the ugliness hidden in the darkness. Now, you have to face these ugly things all at once, and you are a little unacceptable, and you even start to deny yourself.
Haha, I want me to say...it doesn't have to."
Bodhi jumped off the porch and ran to Yang Shouwen and lay down.
Yang Shouwen buried his hand in Bodhi's thick hair and felt the heat emitted from Bodhi.
"Ga Jiayun grew up in Laojun Inn since he was a child and has seen too many ugly things.
If you use your ideas to get close to him and date him, he will definitely not agree with him, or even look down on you. In fact, when interacting with such a person, why do you have to be sincere? Show your strength and let him know that you are better than him, and he will naturally bow to you. After he bows to you, you are trying to win him over. This is called giving him a sweet date.
To deal with such a rebellious guy, you must be like a hawk, and after he submits to you, you will win over him."
"oh!"
After hearing this, Yang Rui felt as if he had some insight.
Yang Shouwen continued: "As for the things in the yamen, you must learn to be patient.
Let me tell you a story... There were two policemen who were both full of passion and hated evil. Once, two policemen discovered a case, and behind the case was hidden a mastermind behind it. One of them had a sense of justice and wanted to punish evil and promote good; the other opposed his claim. For this reason, the two eventually parted ways and even became enemies. The policeman who had a sense of justice tried his best to bring the mastermind behind it to justice. But what happened? He was exposed and eventually became disabled.
Another policeman was to make a false promise, while dealing with the other party, while secretly collecting evidence. Almost ten years later, he collected enough evidence, and at the same time he was in a high position, and then launched a fatal blow... The mastermind behind the scenes was killed, and he became a hero, promoted and raised, and was favored by beauty."
What Yang Shouwen said was his own story.
Yang Rui heard it with relish and couldn't help asking, "Where is that disabled officer?"
Yang Shouwen smiled and shook his head gently and said, "That idiot has been lying on the sickbed for ten years. His beloved girlfriend has left. His family lost all his money to cure him. But ten years later, no one will remember the efforts he has made. Even if there is, he will mock him privately... Erlang, what would you do if it were you?"
"I……"
Yang Shouwen rubbed his face, patted Bodhi, and stood up from the ground.
"Think about it yourself, don't be so angry at the scholar... As for how to choose, it depends on your own.
Think about my mother, Qingnu, and Dad.
I believe you are such a smart guy. If you can't figure it out, then you can die."
After saying that, Yang Shouwen took Bodhi Yang away.
"Young mom, do you want me to help?"
"Brother Sitzi is so stupid, the more he helps, the more he helps."
"Who said, I'm very awesome... Come on, I'll help you wring your clothes off."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a tearing sound. Yang Shouwen exerted too much force and tore the young lady's newly washed clothes.
"Brother Sitzi, everyone said they don't want your help, don't make trouble... Go away, get out of here!"
The young lady roared angrily, and Yang Shouwen left the well with Bodhi in shame.
Looking at this brother who had been confused for seventeen years, looking so funny, Yang Rui couldn't help but sit on the ground and laughed.
My elder brother said it well. If I can’t figure it out, it’s better to kill me by hitting me!
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The next day, before dawn, Yang Shouwen pulled Yang Moli out of the bed.
After paying the price of bruised nose and swollen face, Yang Moli finally surrendered to Yang Shouwen's tyranny and lay on the ground to pretend to be a toad.
"Yang Moli, toad; croaking, jumping non-stop..."
The young lady stood in the square with a two-character pliers and sheep and horse. While practicing under Yang Shouwen's guidance, she laughed at Yang Moli.
"Alang, why can the young lady stand up, but Yang Moli lie down?"
Yang Moli shouted aggrievedly: "I don't want to be a toad."
But who cares about him?
"Young mom, come and do it with me, punch, inhale; close your fists, exhale... It seems that there is a sheep clamping between your legs... Yes, that's it. Keep breathing, punch, and close your fists. Don't move too fast, slowly, feel the sheep struggling."
What Yang Shouwen taught Yang Youniang was what he saw in the book in his previous life.
After combining the Golden Toad Guidance Technique and the Eight Vajra Styles, it became a set of his own kung fu.
The young lady followed Yang Shouwen and practiced slowly.
When the sun rose, the young lady's face turned red and her forehead was covered with fine sweat, but she was in great spirits.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"Teach young ladies to practice boxing."
"I want to practice, too!"
After two days of rest, Qingnu had recovered for most of his time, so he ran out at dawn.
Yang Moli, who was lying on the ground and practicing the golden toad guidance technique, ran to Yang Shouwen, stood side by side with Youniang, and began to practice as Youniang was imitating Youniang.
Yang Chenglie and Song came out of the Zen room and couldn't help but smile when they saw such a lively scene in the square.
"After Yizi woke up, the house became more and more lively."
"Yes, Erlang came to me last night to admit his mistake, and this child is becoming more and more sensible."
Yang Chenglie looked at Yang Shouwen bathing in the sun and practicing with two little girls, and the look of relief in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
He walked over and called Yang Shouwen over.
"Today you and Jasmine go down the mountain and bring two more jars of wine.
By the way, buy some more wine and food, and the guests will come tomorrow so as not to be insufficient."
Yang Shouwen stared at Yang Chenglie with wide eyes, "Dad, how many old friends do you have to come?"
"One."
“There are five jars of wine on the mountain.”
"Uh, I've eaten one jar last night... I'll have to eat two more jars today, and the remaining two jars will definitely not be enough tomorrow."
You want to drink your own bar!
Yang Shouwen rolled his eyes and looked helpless.
My father said that he was righteous and had a look of considering the guests.
"Okay, then I'll go down the mountain with Jasmine later."
After Yang Shouwen finished speaking, he said goodbye and left. After only two steps, he stopped again, turned his head and stuck Yang Chenglie, and asked in confusion: "Dad, aren't you on duty in the yamen today?"
"What's the value? Could it be that someone will be counted on?
Yesterday, I had reported to the county magistrate that I was not feeling well, so I had to rest for two days. Let him fight Lu Yongcheng for two days first. When he knows my beauty, there will naturally be some changes. I will take advantage of the two days to relax."
Wonderful?
Dad, you are really good at using words!
Thought crime, Amitabha... Yang Shouwen grinned and shook his head and left.
Only Yang Chenglie was left with a confused look on his face and turned his head to Song and said, "Madam, what does Yizi mean?"
"ah?"
"Why did he shake his head after I finished talking to him? Did I say something wrong just now? What is his attitude?"
Song looked confused, looked at Yang Chenglie, and then looked at Yang Shouwen.
Finally, she spat and said, "Does your old Yang family have a sensation? It used to be Yizi, yesterday was Erlang, and today you were an idiot. Yizi just shook her head, you are just thinking about it here, don't you feel tired?"
After saying that, Song twisted and left.
"I'm thinking about it?"
Yang Chenglie stood there and thought for a while, finally shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "Maybe I'm really thinking... But why do I always feel that Aizi's smile just now is a bit weird, which makes me feel a bad feeling?
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Not to mention Yang Chenglie's random thoughts on the mountain.
After Yang Shouwen and his young mother practiced the exercises, they dragged Yang Moli down the mountain.
There is something else he has gone down the mountain this time.
At the foot of the mountain, he first went to Tianmura Masashi's house to see the horses stored there, and then ran to Lao Hutou's house.
Take out a drawing and put it in front of Lao Hutou.
"Old Hutou, according to this pattern and size, I will first make twenty of them."
"What's this?"
Lao Hu looked at the horseshoe on the picture, looking confused.
Yang Shouwen said: "Why do you ask so much? Can you do it? Can you do it? I will go to the city to find someone to do it."
"Just kidding, if I can't make this little thing, how can I be worthy of the number one craftsman at the foot of Hugu Mountain?"
When Lao Hu heard this, he was furious.
He snatched the picture without saying a word, "One is thirty, twenty, five hundred, and you can come and get it in three days."
Lao Hutou's skills are good, but sometimes it's too erratic.
Chapter completed!