"Since Capt. Xing has let you go, it's okay. I'm afraid that kid doesn't have the guts to come and cause trouble for you."
After patiently listening to his grandson's explanation of the cause and effect, the old man immediately relaxed. He thought his grandson had gotten into some big trouble.
"But don't do this again next time. Although that bastard doesn't care about human affairs, you are just a child. No matter what, you shouldn't be the one to teach him a lesson."
"That guy just needs to be dealt with."
Feng Bingwen responded like this.
"You're just a kid!"
The old man reiterated helplessly.
"He is no match for me."
Feng Bingwen looked confident. The origin of his power was very good. Even if the ghosts and gods wanted to check it, they could only lament that he was lucky and could not say anything wrong.
So just now on the way home from school, when he encountered the police officer's temptation, he showed off a little, but he didn't seem to be able to control it, and his hand bones were crushed.
"How come you kid is so competitive and you have forgotten all my daily teachings?"
When Feng Lingjun saw that his grandson was so "disobedient", he immediately led the way and educated Feng Bingwen non-stop. Feng Bingwen stopped arguing and just lowered his head and accepted it honestly.
In the eyes of this old man, he was just a child. The old man didn't think there was anything wrong with him immediately beating up the gangster who was teasing a good family, but he was just afraid that he would get hurt.
Feng Lingjun talked for a long time, and when he saw that his grandson was silent, he thought he had listened to what he said, so he waved his hand.
"The sage said that a gentleman should not build dangerous walls. Don't do this again. Go down and review the lessons taught by Mr. today!"
"yes."
Feng Bingwen agreed verbally, but he had already thought about it in his heart.
Record of good deeds
Punish evil deeds! Good deeds will be punished.
Judging from the good deeds he has now, the ten good deeds cannot be said to be many, but these are just the result of the bench he threw out. The most important thing is that this Qingpi is still alive.
This means that he can brush it multiple times... Ah, no, that bastard who talks dirty words is not a good person at first glance. He needs a strong person to educate him in a special way.
"Perhaps, people are my greatest source of good deeds, and I shouldn't focus on ghosts!"
So, early the next morning, after making breakfast, Feng Bingwen carried his schoolbag and headed to the county town excitedly.
After the morning class, when noon was approaching, Feng Bingwen took out a dry and hard sesame seed cake from his small schoolbag. This was his lunch snack. It looked very shabby, but it had a greasy smell.
of.
However, Feng Bingwen took out the pancake and before he could take his mouth off, he saw a lady who was in charge of cleaning the academy walking into the academy, opening her voice and shouting,
"Who is Feng Bingwen? Your mother has brought you food, just outside the school."
"My mother?"
Feng Bingwen, who was holding the fried cake, had a look of astonishment on his face. His mother had gone to Fucheng with his father a long time ago. How could she come back during this time of the year and bring him food?
"I am."
Although he felt strange, Feng Bingwen still stood up and wrapped his fried cake again.
"Go quickly, your mother has brought you a lot of delicious food, it's delicious."
Feng Bingwen felt weird in his heart, but he responded. He hurried out of the school. When he arrived at the gate of the school, he saw a charming young woman carrying a square under the archway in front of the school.
The red lacquer food box looked towards the door with a slightly cautious expression.
"Forehead!"
Seeing this familiar little woman, Feng Bingwen immediately wanted to understand what was going on.
"Are you pretending to be my mother?"
Feng Bingwen approached the woman and took the lead in questioning her before she could speak.
"I'm not, I didn't."
Wen Huachang, who was still thinking about what he should say, was stunned for a moment, and then quickly denied,
"Little benefactor, you misunderstood. You beat me up yesterday, so I wanted to give you some food today. But I didn't seem to make it clear just now, which caused people to misunderstand. If I have caused you any trouble, please give me some food."
Please forgive me."
When she said these words, Wen Huachang felt a little weird in her heart. Because the child standing in front of her was a child under eight years old.
And the most ridiculous thing is that yesterday, when she was helpless in the face of the green-skinned gangster's entanglement and teasing, among the pedestrians on the street, only this child took action.
Although the other party left after smashing it, she couldn't do nothing. So after thinking about it all night, she got up early today, made some cakes, and delivered them during lunch time.
Fortunately, the other party was just an inhumane child. Otherwise, her actions would have been reported to others, and even members of her husband's family would have troubled her.
"That's it!"
Feng Bingwen was not surprised when he heard the other party's explanation. He nodded and naturally reached out to take the food box from the little woman in front of him.
He didn't take action yesterday just for this reward, but since it was sent to him with good intentions, he could accept it with peace of mind.
It would be too hypocritical to refuse anything. If he remembered correctly, they opened a pastry shop. He had been in this world for more than seven years, and his mouth was almost out of date.
"Thank you then!"
Carrying the food box and feeling the heavy weight, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but reveal a bright and innocent smile on his face.
"I should be the one to thank you!"
Wen Huashang bowed slightly, feeling a little sour in her heart.
"Then I'll go in first. I'll deliver this lunch box to you after school. What do you think?"
Feng Bingwen suggested.
"My dear benefactor, please excuse me."
Wen Huachang hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"Don't worry, I won't break it for you."
Feng Bingwen looked at the red lacquer lunch box and assured.
He doesn't understand how valuable lacquerware is.
However, real luxury goods do not need lengthy text introductions, nor do they need endorsements from famous figures. Even ordinary people who have never seen it before will know that this thing will be very useful when they see it for the first time.
It's so expensive that even if you lose all your money, you probably won't be able to afford it.
"Oh, right."
Feng Bingwen, who was holding a food box, stood at the school gate, turned around and looked at the little woman,
"Have you paid off the money Hu Er owes on credit?"
"No."
Wen Huachang replied subconsciously, but she quickly reacted and said quickly,
"I don't care about the money, as long as he doesn't disturb my business."
"oh."
Feng Bingwen nodded thoughtfully, the smile on his face became even brighter,
"Then I'm fine, boss lady, walk slowly!"
"I hope the cakes I made will satisfy you, my dear benefactor."