Just as Yan Bing Situo was apologizing to his master, two coughs sounded outside the door, and then the master's voice came over.
"The brown sugar water can be boiled..."
Caiyi recognized that it was Yan Bing's master and hurried forward to open the door. Holding the door, she bowed slightly and saluted the old man, saying: "Sir, please come in."
The old man was a little hesitant, so he stuck his head in first and took a look inside. He happened to meet Yan Bing's eyes, who were looking at the door.
Both of them smiled awkwardly.
Then the old man slowly walked in with a bowl, put the brown sugar water on the table in front of the bed, and said with concern: "It's still a little hot now, wait until it cools down, and drink it while it's hot..."
"Master...," Yan Bing looked at the old man with tears in his eyes.
Cai Yi at the door looked at the scene, smiled slightly, nodded to Yan Bing, and went out.
"Master... I don't know what happened today... I said those old bastard words... I bumped into the master... I also made the master sad, please punish me... I have no complaints..."
Bing lowered his head, picked at his fingers, and said hesitantly.
The old man pondered slightly and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Master is old and doesn't understand anything... It's understandable that your temper has been explosive these days.
Moreover, you are not wrong. After so many years, I have gradually become ordinary, and I have indeed forgotten my identity as a teacher. This should not be...,"
Hearing this, Yan Bing felt even more guilty.
"Teacher..." Just as he was about to explain, the old man raised his hand and interrupted: "Let me finish my sentence..."
Yan Bing nodded and said nothing.
"Weishi was also frivolous when we were young... After all, Weishi was the youngest among the previous sect leaders... Most of the previous sect leaders were sixty or seventy years old before they were able to take over... But as a teacher,
He had already taken over as the head of Feixia Sect at the age of thirty-seven... At that time, he was a teacher with great glory and great pride.
And Feixia Sect is also becoming more and more powerful under the control of Weishi and your many uncles... There is a faint tendency to become the leader of the four sects in the Central Plains. At that time, Weishi thought that he was omnipotent...,
I even feel that this world... is all at my mercy...
Until the catastrophe eleven years ago... I saw with my own eyes that the disciples I had raised and raised died one by one in front of my teacher... But my teacher was powerless... I could only watch helplessly...
,"
Speaking of this, Wang Linfeng seemed to recall the scene at that time, and two lines of tears fell down his old cheeks, almost choking.
Yan Bing hurriedly stepped forward to comfort and help the old man rub his back.
The old man paused for a while, collected his emotions, and then continued,
"It was then that I suddenly realized that compared to the strength of the sect, what is most important... What I want most is that these disciples under my knees are like my own children, to grow up slowly and surpass them.
As a teacher.
More than his false reputation, what I want as a teacher is the continuation of the sect... a legacy that is stronger than the previous generation...
But because of the teacher's hindsight, the teacher's arrogance and stupidity, Feixia Sect paid such a heavy price... Most of the disciples who inherited it... even the sect was lost... I have no face to face Feixia Sect.
The sixteen former heads of the Xiamen... were shameless to face their disciples and grandchildren who died trying to protect the dignity of the sect...
In the past eleven years, I have lost the Feixia Sect, my false reputation, and so many disciples who are as close as my sons and daughters... After losing all of this, I feel like I have fallen from the clouds to the mortal world..., these many years have passed...,
I am gradually becoming numb... I thought, if I save money, I can ensure that Fengchen and Lu Liang have enough food and clothing in the future, and I will be satisfied.
Until I met you... It was you who rekindled my hope for inheritance!
This expectation is that one day, I can see you spread your wings and fly high, far beyond my possibility!
That’s why I hold you in my hands for fear of falling...and hold you in my mouth for fear of melting...I am afraid...I am afraid that the fire of inheritance will be extinguished just after it is ignited...
..., I am really scared..., my teacher is no longer the fearless young man who looked down upon the world..., do you understand?"
"Yeah." Yan Bing nodded, she understood the old man very well...
Why didn't I go from having everything to having nothing?
Ever since I traveled here, all my efforts have been in vain, and I can't even see my loved ones again. This feeling of powerlessness, this sadness and anger, erodes me all the time every day...
Thinking of this, Yan Bing looked at the old man again.
The old man still looked at himself with loving eyes.
In the past, I just felt that the old man's care for me was because she was the old man's hope for restoring the sect. Although there was affection in it, it was also mixed with "use".
But after listening to what the old man said today, Yan Bing realized that in the old man's heart, she had already become more important than the sect, and even far more important than the old man's own life...!
Because what the old man saw in her was the possibility of surpassing himself! It was the hope that he would inherit throughout his life!
Just like parents raising their children.
I hope that one day, I will see them live a better and happier life than I do. This is a selfless and pure expectation...
Think of this.
"Master..." Yan Bing looked at the old man with respect, and then said forcefully: "Disciple, I will help you get back everything you lost... including your expectations!"
Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay!" Then he turned and walked out the door, wiping his face with his sleeves as he walked, and said to himself: "Let your senior brother help me later."
Please clean the room. Why is there so much dirt in the room? Oops, it’s all in your eyes..."
Seeing the old man walking away while crying and laughing at the same time, Cai Yi walked back to the room lightly, looked at Yan Bing with a smile and asked, "How is it? Master didn't blame you, did he?"
"Yes," Yan Bing nodded, and then asked with a smile: "Where are my two senior brothers?"
"Those two? I met them in the courtyard just now. I chatted with them for a few words and politely informed them of your situation. After they knew that your illness was not an injury and it was nothing serious, they went out to find someone who had been thrown into the street.
The truck has gone." Cai Yi said while covering her mouth and laughing.
"Huh? That's right?" Caiyi asked again: "How old is your senior brother this year?"
"Thirty-six-seven, almost forty... I didn't ask in detail, what's wrong?" Yan Bing looked puzzled.
"You are so old, and you still don't know about girls' menstruation..." Caiyi said with a smile, then a blush flashed on her face and she continued to ask: "Have you never been married yet?"
"He? He's already this old, and he's still a bachelor. I don't know what he's thinking, huh?" Just halfway through speaking, Yan Bing keenly noticed something was wrong, and stared at Caiyi again and asked, "You ask?
This? What for?"
The blush on Cai Yi's face became more obvious, and she explained: "I was just curious and asked casually. After all, it is quite rare for girls at this age to not know that they have menstruation..." Then he saw Yan Bing staring.
Looking at himself, the blush on his face became more obvious, and asked: "Why are you always staring at me?"
Yan Bing felt a wry smile in his heart.
You ancients are too understanding...
Then, I started thinking again.
How could a young and beautiful woman like Sister Caiyi fall in love with an old bachelor with an unshaven beard? Could it be that she has a weird taste?
Looking at Caiyi carefully again, I suddenly realized.
According to modern eyes, Cai Yi's height is that of a model in his early 17's. However, in ancient times when the average height of men was only 1.6 meters, it was rare to see a tall man like the eldest brother who was 1.85 meters tall. Therefore,
Only then will you feel good about it, right?
Oops, I didn’t expect that the beautiful sister I fell in love with after traveling here was so cheap to such a rough guy, I couldn’t help but feel a little regretful.
But when I lowered my head and looked at myself...he was a grown man, he even had his period...
I'm afraid I don't have the ability to endure this "blessing" in front of me...
Alas~.
That's all, that's all.
Just give him an advantage. After all, he has been single for almost forty years, which is so pitiful...
When Yan Bing thought of this, he really wanted to bang his head against the wall.
