Ah Wei burst into tears, "We are all relatives, so don't beat your own family members."
Ah Wei screamed, it hurt so much when he was hit with the feather duster.
This made him feel like he was back in his childhood.
That year, he secretly ran to the back door of Yihongyuan, stole his uncle's Western telescope, and peeked at the beautiful girls in Yihongyuan, but he was discovered.
Then he was beaten violently.
I remember being hung up and beaten.
I finally got out of the shadow of my memory back then, and now I have to be deeply impressed by it again.
Ah Wei feels miserable. The point is, Master Ren is his uncle. He can't fight back, he can only bear it silently...
Outside the Ren family's house, one could hear Awein's screams like a slaughtering pig.
Xu Ce looked back at the courtyard wall that was as high as the two of them, and couldn't help but shudder. Was he being insulted by Master Ren?
The scream was so miserable.
At the same time, Xu Ce was sweating because his father-in-law was a bit fierce.
However, even so, Xu Ce's ambition to sleep with Ren Tingting and inherit the Ren family's property did not waver at all.
On the contrary, he became even more determined!
As a man, if you know that there are tigers in the mountains and go to the tiger mountains, then you are called a man.
As a man, only when you have challenging things can you feel a sense of accomplishment!
Anyway, Xu Ce comforted himself like this. As for whether he believed it or not, even he didn't know.
"Senior Brother, do you think anyone will be killed inside?"
Wencai stroked his belly and rubbed his cheeks, with a smile on his face.
It doesn't matter whether he is miserable or not, what is important is that there are people who are worse off than him, which makes Wencai feel very happy.
Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai. Suddenly, he was affected by the screams in the Ren family's house. For a moment, his hands became itchy.
Well, I have to stabilize my Taoist mind after I go back.
For those who practice, the most important thing is Taoism, followed by magic.
Uncle Jiu believed that literary talent had affected his Taoist heart, and there was a hurdle in his heart. If this hurdle did not fall flat, it would affect his cultivation.
How to overcome this hurdle is very simple, just beat the scholar until he feels comfortable.
The silly Wencai had no idea that Uncle Jiu was already interested in him.
Xu Ce looked around and listened in all directions. The fierce light flashing between Uncle Jiu's brows could not escape his eyes.
In any case, Uncle Jiu would not beat him. After all, such an outstanding and talented disciple like him was a treasure in Uncle Jiu's heart.
Then the unlucky one must be the literary talent, eh, poor child.
Wen Cai saw that Xu Ce was silent and Uncle Jiu was glaring at him again. Under normal circumstances, he should have shut up immediately.
It's a pity, for the talented students who react a little too late and seek death professionally, there is no such thing as safety until the knife cuts off the neck.
Then I heard Wen Cai continue to ask naively:
"Elder brother, why didn't you say anything?
Hey, it's best to be beaten to death by Master Ren, that bastard is so annoying.
Because he is the security captain, he often bullies others, hehe, he deserves it!"
Xu Ce glanced at Uncle Jiu, only to find that Uncle Jiu had quickened his pace and was walking in front, as if he couldn't wait to return to Yizhuang.
But there was nothing urgent at home today, and Xu Ce instantly understood Uncle Jiu's thoughts.
Ahem, see through but not expose.
Dead fellow Taoist, dead fellow Taoist...
Xu Ce looked serious and said calmly:
"Wencai, these things are not what you and I should be concerned about. They are other people's family affairs, so don't speculate.
Do you know?"
Xu Ce's voice was neither loud nor quiet. Not only Wen Cai heard it, but Uncle Jiu also heard it. He sighed again in his heart. We are all human beings. How can the gap be so big?
If you don't fight it, it won't work.
Uncle Jiu was thinking about how many bamboo whips it would be appropriate to break.
Wencai lowered his head and said "Oh" and said no more.
More than half an hour later, the three of them had returned to Yizhuang. That bastard Qiu Sheng had really gone to his aunt's house. No one like him was seen in Yizhuang.
Uncle Jiu went to the woodshed, found a dry bamboo half as tall as a man, and cut it open with a hatchet.
There are still words in his mouth,
"Wencai, Qiu Sheng, Wencai, Qiu Sheng..."
A round bamboo was cut into ten thin strips and divided into two parts.
Uncle Jiu held his chin and felt that it was not enough, so he took a dry bamboo and cut it open.
Only when ten bamboo whips are gathered together can the task be completed.
"Master, what are you doing? Just leave it to me to chop wood."
When Uncle Jiu raised his head, he saw Wencai saying with a naive expression.
"Where is your senior brother?"
Uncle Jiu asked casually.
Wencai replied:
"Elder brother, he is reading in the courtyard with a book."
"Oh, that's it."
Uncle Jiu nodded, and his heart suddenly became angry.
Look at Xu Ce, he is such a genius, and he also knows how to read books to review the past and learn the new.
Look at this guy Wen Cai, he is the last person on the crane, he doesn’t know how to change time and space, he knows his shame and lags behind, wandering around everywhere!
It's unbearable, but Master can't bear it!
Uncle Jiu waved his hand, and the two bamboo whips were directly joined together.
He wanted to give Wencai a big gift, twenty bamboo whips, all of which belonged to Wencai.
As for the clever Qiu Sheng, hehe, there are a lot of materials in the woodshed, just take some time to cut some out again!
Uncle Jiu raised his bamboo whip and started immediately.
then……
In Yi Zhuang, the same screams as those in the Ren family mansion broke out.
The only difference is that the Ren family's mansion is in the town, and there is an audience across the courtyard wall.
There was nothing going on around Yizhuang. Xu Ce was the only one covering his ears. Hey, how could he read in such a noisy environment?
The same goes for literary talents. They beat each other one by one. What do they call?
Xu Ce expressed his sympathy, and then secretly watched the play time.
The screams continued for half an hour, and finally the ears were quiet.
Xu Ce was called into the hall by Uncle Jiu. Before it got completely dark, Uncle Jiu began to teach Xu Ce.
Explain the categories and dosage of trauma medications.
I was very lucky today. There happened to be a wounded man who was talented and could give Xu Ce a hand.
"Don't move! If you move again, I'll continue to whip you! There are still seven bamboo whips left!"
Uncle Jiu gritted his teeth and felt a little less angry, but he was still dissatisfied with the literary talent.
This is the harm of contrast.
Wen Cai shrank his neck, his expression was extremely pitiful.
Xu Ce couldn't bear to see it.
"Master, please tell me. My disciple will listen attentively and he will definitely be able to heal Junior Brother Wencai's injuries."
Xu Ce said respectfully and cast a relieved look at Wen Cai, "Young man, you have to endure hardships to become a great person."
Wen Cai's eyes were full of gratitude. The senior brother is a good man. The master beat him, and the senior brother came to heal him. Look at that bastard Qiu Sheng. He probably won't come back tonight. He just went off to live and drink wherever he knew.
Wen Cai felt that his senior brother was the best to him in the whole world.
Uncle Jiu looked at Xu Ce, his dark face softened, nodded, pointed at the pile of medicinal materials in the dustpan on the table and began to introduce them slowly and carefully.