When you have used up the number of times of ignorance, just stick your head out and someone will teach you the rules.
——The nonsense words of the old man from Tiandu.
Aike's eyes were blurred with a roll of her eyes. After finally finishing the candied haws, she locked her eyes on the newly grilled lamb chops. Her cute little nose twitched, making Ao Xing on the side look like an old father.
The shutter sound kept ringing, and in front of him, the cooling barbecue was piled up on the dinner plate, which occasionally attracted Aiko's gaze like eating a lemon:
(If you don’t want to eat, give it to me!)
"Okay, come on, grill the lamb chops, be careful of the heat!"
"Wen. Can I not use chopsticks?"
"That's it~ Although you can also use a fork... but if Aike can eat with chopsticks, I will bake an extra piece of meat for her every time she eats it, so you can order whatever you want~"
"Wow!! You're such a bad boy! It's okay, Aike, just use a fork, I'm here..."
Ao Xing put away his cell phone and dotingly interrupted "Dagger"'s lesson in educating Aike. However, before he could speak, Aike, who picked up the chopsticks again, gave Ao Xing a blank look.
"You don't want to eat it. It's cold. Don't give it to me. I won't eat it!"
"Uh...ah hahaha, blame me, blame me! Blame me~~"
"Dagger" used a knife to remove the bones of the lamb chops on the baking sheet, while looking helplessly at Ao Xing, who had completely transformed into his granddaughter's slave. After all, Aike is innocent and cute, and timid, which perfectly satisfies the needs of older people.
Doting standards.
(Pfft, but my lord, you went out of your way to pick out the bones for this little girl. This is a level of doting~~~)
(Alas, I found that you have completely turned into a complainer. Here, this is your part.)
"Dagger" put a plate full of baked goods into the shadow, and watched the red mist diffuse from the body of the blood-scale sword, covering the dinner plate. Then, the color of the red mist gradually became richer, and the food in the dinner plate
Food is consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
(It’s delicious!! My lord~~ people still want white meat~~~!)
(You...)
"Dagger", who understood Xue Scale's nonsense, smiled bitterly and shook his head. He took back the dinner plate, got up and went to the self-service area to get some baked goods.
At this moment, he noticed something and picked up his windbreaker and walked to the door of the self-service store alone.
Ao Xing behind him grabbed Aike who was trying to follow him, and watched with a smile as he greeted the store manager at the counter.
"What's wrong~ It's not against you, uncle, and the brothers don't want to embarrass you. As long as you tell my little brother where that man of mine has gone, little brother, I will definitely visit your shop often in the future!"
Connecting the shadow to the large area of darkness on the ground, "Dagger" walked toward the intersection while "watching" the sounds coming from the other side of the crowd.
"Humph, I said, I don't know, don't disturb my business, just go away, go away!"
The manager of the candied haws shop screwed on the lid of the thermos cup in his hand and slowly placed it on the low table aside, completely ignoring the dozen or so gangsters standing in front of him.
"Okay, since you don't understand the rules, I, Brother Long, won't talk nonsense. Go and smash the store!"
"Young man, you tell me the rules. Then I can't understand why you do things according to the rules?"
The store manager glanced at the store manager or clerk who was picking up the guy from a nearby store, raised his hand, and waved to the group of young people and the people behind them for the second time.
"Oh, someone hit my little brother and slapped me in the face. You are not related to him, but I asked you about his whereabouts, and you protected me, uncle. Not to mention whether you are related to him or not, just, I
If you don’t want this, I don’t think you need to open this store! Smash it!”
The fat man at the head took the iron rod from his younger brother, swung it up and smashed it on his frying pan.
Outside the crowd, "Dagger" stretched his hand towards the wall, preparing to control the shadow on the wall to extend the dark element crystal as a jumping point.
However, the next second, he stopped moving.
"Boom!!"
"ah!!!"
The flying oil pan was spinning on the ground. The fat man dropped the iron rod in his hand and rolled on the ground in front of his younger brother.
His legs had been drenched with hot sugar oil.
"After watching too much "Noise", do you really think you are the big brother? What kind of king do you really think you are when you call down a few young people?! Let me tell you, uncle, don't say that we are not a society ruled by law now! Just put aside a few
Ten years ago! According to the rules, you would have been hung on the signboard!"
"Dagger" was stunned. Although he guessed that this shop owner had a story, no matter how it looked, this shop owner used to be a gangster?
He put away his ability and continued to walk towards the crowd
The inner layer is drilled.
"Hiss... you old immortal..."
"What are you doing?! What are you doing?! What are you doing around here?!"
Several policemen separated the crowd and entered the middle of the "battlefield." An elderly policeman looked directly at the shop owner. The two looked at each other and nodded tacitly to each other.
"It's you little scoundrels again! You're going to fix things for me as soon as you come out, aren't you?! Xiao Li, bring someone to register them one by one, and bring them to the bureau together! Okay, let's all disperse!"
The old policeman directed the policemen to do routine work, while the store manager turned to look at "Dagger" who had squeezed into the front row and smiled helplessly at him.
"Boss! It's him!!!"
The fat man who heard the younger brother's voice looked at "Dagger" at the front of the crowd. Because he was dressed in black and wearing a long windbreaker, "Dagger"'s physique was not very obvious in the dark except for his shoulder width, long legs, and height.
.
(Anyway, I have to stay in the position, and I will be out in a few days. I can’t deal with this old man, so at least I have to find his way back!)
"ah!"
"Brothers! Find a place!!"
Since there was no resistance at the beginning, these gangsters suddenly took action. Regardless of the pain in his legs, the fat man raised his arms and shouted, directly opened the policeman in front of him, picked up the stick on the ground and rushed towards the "dagger".
The crowd of onlookers fled as if they had seen a mad dog, leaving a clear space with the "dagger" as the center of the circle.
Really looking for a place.
Walk slightly sideways, raise your hand to catch your arm. Grab your fist with your right palm, "defense coming".
"Dagger" grabbed the big man's right arm and left fist, and broke both of his knees with a horizontal kick. Then, with everyone looking at him in astonishment, "Dagger" directly used the big man's arms as its handles,
He waved his round body weighing more than 250 pounds and blocked the first wave of charges from his younger brothers.
Immediately afterwards, he used his waist as an axis, twisted his body, and threw the big man directly towards the group of boys!
"Boom!!"
"Oh!!!"
"I...fuck?!"
"I'm...famous?!!"
Everyone present was shocked by "Dagger"'s performance, and even the well-informed store manager subconsciously widened his eyes.
"Ahem, Lao Cha, let me help you next!"
The store manager turned around, coughed twice at the old policeman beside him, took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to the WeChat group.
"If you have time, come here and do me a favor. Help Lao Cha take these silly roe deers to the police station."
"Huh... I'm sorry to bother you, but these little scoundrels came to our place from time to time. They usually do petty theft and bully others, but they are not as tough as we used to be."
The old policeman looked at the approaching "dagger" and held his extended hand.
"Sorry, I don't smoke, so..."
"Ah ha ha ha... It's okay, it's okay, as long as you have this heart, look at the young people today."
The old policeman raised his chin to the young gangsters in front of him. At this time, they were being arrested and handcuffed by people and policemen coming from the surrounding shops. Their original arrogance was reduced to that of a bastard.
The store manager looked back at the store and waved to his wife in the yard, telling her to put away the remaining candied haws. Then, he took out a box of cigarettes that everyone loved to smoke in the last century from his trouser pocket.
He handed one to the old policeman.
The old policeman stretched out his hand to block the fire and cooperated with the store manager to light the cigarette. Looking at this scene, "Dagger" blinked and thought of his father.
His father Lin Hao once told him that the previous generation of people in the Kingdom of China had some agreed-upon "rules" in their hearts, such as lighting cigarettes to block fires, the order of toasting, and how to hold cups.
This is something that is gradually being ignored and forgotten by the younger generation, and even in the eyes of many people, it is a bad habit and dross from the previous chaotic period.
But in fact, these so-called "rules of the road" represent the respect and attitude between people.
The store manager took a puff of cigarette, looked at the "dagger" beside him who was lost in memory, and said:
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just think of my father. He is just like you in every aspect..."
"Hahaha, no wonder you behave like this, ah... It's true, you have to refuse to accept the old age. Now the world is dominated by your younger generation."
The store manager watched the police car drive into the street and started talking:
"Now times have improved, the country is stable, and we ordinary people are living a comfortable life. The rules we had before are no longer useful except to be frightened by these young people."
"That's not the case
, Old Zhao, you used to be much more cunning than that kid Liu Long. Not to mention smashing up the store, you even dared to smash up the police station!"
"You are being lied to! How dare I? I just smashed a window at night. Hahaha!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The old policeman and the store manager started a conversation between old friends. "Dagger" looked at his phone and estimated the time.
"Young man, although your father may have told you this, my old man still wants to show off to you. These are the rules I learned when someone pointed a knife at my neck."
The store manager turned to look at the "dagger" who took back the phone and got straight to the point.
"If a person wants to live well in this world, he must learn to rely on other people and have relationships with other people. Oh, don't watch the stupid videos on "Noise" all day long. They are all nonsense!"
"Um."
Although "Dagger" doesn't look at "Noise", according to his father's previous words and deeds, all he has to do now is cater to and listen.
This is the rule that the younger generation should abide by when the elders teach them well.
"Although people are sometimes divided into three, six, and nine grades, young man, you have to remember that the sixth grade and the ninth grade are determined by others, or by the sword in your hand. Of course, in today's legal society,
That’s what I meant.”
"clear."
"Emmmm, you're so clever that I can't even find anything to remind you of, hahaha... Laocha, do you have anything to add?"
The store manager turned to look at the old policeman, and received a blank stare.
"You want to be a teacher yourself, why are you looking for me?"
"Hey!! Your brother is in trouble and you don't help and you're so angry?!"
"What? This little brother is good at fighting and Taoism, but you insist on making Zhu Bajie wear glasses and pretend to be an intellectual. Who can blame you?"
"Hey!! Cha Mingying, I find that your mouth is a bit poisonous now!"
"Dagger" looked at the two people arguing as if they were back in their youth, and he arched his eyebrows knowingly. At this time, two bunches of candied haws stretched out from behind him.
"Here, kid, my old man always likes to pretend...what's that? Every time he sees your kid acting like this, he tells his old stories, hahaha. But he doesn't have any ill intentions. These two strings of candied haws are...
Auntie gave it to you and your sister, don't keep wearing that mask, you are obviously a handsome young man, so you must cover it up!"
The store manager's wife kindly handed the candied haws to "Dagger", and the simplicity and kindness that belonged to ordinary people in China made "Dagger" feel warm in his heart.
(My lord, I somewhat understand why you are so biased towards humans.)
(Yeah, sometimes it really doesn’t make much sense, because with such a warm light, I will choose to fight for it, it’s that simple.)
Whether it’s the store manager’s old-fashioned ways, the aunt’s kindness, or the warm or serious lives that have flashed through “Dagger”’s life.
Rules originate from respect and symbiosis between life and life. Even if the law of the jungle is forced to survive, there are still rules that are complicated and obscure, but they are real.
The older generation can create and maintain prestige and friendship for decades under the constraints of rules. Even today, a small subconscious rule can change the outcome of a transaction or war.
"Dagger" glanced at the old brother beside him who was still talking back, thanked the aunt behind him, and waited quietly until the two stopped talking back. Then, he politely said goodbye to them, and added the old policeman Cai Ming.
Ying's Fujinobu.
Leaving the intersection, "Dagger" walked straight past the barbecue restaurant and quickly came to the artificial lake at the end of the street. He found a dark shade of a tree, sat down against the tree trunk, and pulled out the blood-scaled sword from the shadow.
(My Lord?)
The red mist rose, and the blood scales condensed into an orc-shaped red mist, covering "Dagger"'s body, watching him take off his mask.
(My Lord, this...)
"Didn't you say you want to eat? A one-year-old child?"
Lin Shuwen curled the corners of his mouth, looked at the head of the humanoid Hong Wu next to him lovingly, and extended a bunch of candied haws in his hand to her.
"Eat quickly, Aike and "Old Dragon" will be waiting impatiently."
(Um……)
Xue Scale uncharacteristically put away his yellowish nature, holding the candied haws like a small animal and devouring it bit by bit.
Hong Wu's head turned to the side, catching Lin Shuwen's attention. He looked at the half-bitten hawthorn in his hand and put on a helpless smile.
"You, the salty sword spirit, are the only one~"
Xue Lin looked at the half of the hawthorn stretched out by Lin Shuwen. Hong Wu's body shook violently, and a soft echo echoed in Lin Shuwen's mind.