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Chapter Thirty-Five Alright, Stop Hitting

Fang Qingshi looked at Zhu Hengshan carefully for the first time.

Wearing a sky-blue robe with dark patterns and a beard, three strands of black beard just passed the chin added a touch of elegance to the originally handsome face.

This was in Qingwa Village. If I had met Zhu Hengshan anywhere but here, I would not have associated him with the bandits who robbed homes and houses. It was so unlikeable. This anomaly made Fang Qingshi lament the fate of his people.

"Huh!" Zhu Yuhong was obviously angry and turned away from Zhu Hengshan.

Fang Qingshi stood up and saluted Zhu Hengshan: "The boss, it was the woman who caused the trouble. If it had not been for the woman who brought the eldest lady down the mountain, this would not have happened."

Zhu Hengshan looked at Fang Qingshi and frowned slightly: "How old are you?"

"A civilian woman is sixteen years old." Fang Qingshi was confused and asked herself how old she was and what she was doing.

Zhu Hengshan nodded, sat down next to him, and then said: "Your husband is dead?"

"Yes, the life of a commoner woman is poor, and within three months of marriage, her husband will die." When Fang Qingshi said that Li Jingrui was dead, the word "death" was filled with gritted teeth.

Zhu Hengshan glanced at Fang Qingshi: "It's a bad fate."

"Dad!" Zhu Yuhong quit and stamped her foot: "Are you cold-blooded and cold-hearted? You don't say anything to me! What you say is too unpleasant!"

Zhu Hengshan raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Yuhong, laughing loudly: "Okay, okay, my father doesn't speak well, why can't I change it? But, her words are rough and rational, look at how old she is? She calls herself a citizen at the age of fifteen.

Woman, she kept saying it as if she was afraid that others wouldn’t know.”

Zhu Yuhong looked at Zhu Hengshan dumbfounded: "Are you still my father? Your mouth is too poisonous!"

"Is this poisonous?" Zhu Hengshan shook his head: "The law does not say that a woman must observe the law after her husband is bereaved. What about a civilian woman? Isn't it better to just give her family name Qingshi?"

Zhu Yuhong looked at Fang Qingshi and nodded: "That's right, A Shipo's family is really bad!"

"Without a son, my daughter-in-law is just a burden. If I don't hurt her, who can I hurt? I raised her with my own flesh and blood?" Zhu Hengshan cleared his throat: "If you want to make friends in the future, make friends with Fang Qingshi. Let's still make friends."

I haven’t left the cabinet yet, so I won’t play with the widow!”

When Zhu Yuhong heard the last word "widow", she raised her fists and went up.

Fang Qingshi was much calmer than Zhu Yuhong. Looking at the father and daughter, one fighting aggressively and the other dodging with nimble footwork, he suddenly laughed.

I wish Hengshan is a wise man.

In this world, there are differences between wise people and smart people.

Although she was only fifteen years old, Fang Qingshi had a heart that had seen all the vicissitudes of the world. Unexpectedly, Zhu Hengshan's few words solved the mystery.

If you live your life again, wouldn't you be a fifteen-year-old person?

"Okay, okay, stop fighting." Fang Qingshi called to Zhu Yuhong.

Zhu Yuhong was not even hit, and she was anxious and angry. When she heard Fang Qingshi's words, she turned her head: "You don't dare, I dare! You bully my savior, I will avenge you!"

"The headmaster is giving guidance to Qing Shi. Qing Shi has learned a lesson." Fang Qingshi respectfully saluted Zhu Hengshan.

Zhu Yuhong ran over: "Don't be afraid of him! I am the best in my family!"

"It's true. No matter who asks me in the future, I will still be Fang Qingshi. As long as I don't mention those people, I feel comfortable all over." Fang Qingshi took out a handkerchief and wiped Zhu Yuhong's sweat: "

The master is a loving father who spoils you. Why is Yuhong so good? Because the master is behind you."

Zhu Yuhong chuckled: "I am proud of being favored."

"You're not stupid to the end, there's help." Zhu Hengshan said faintly.

Zhu Yuhong stamped her feet and looked back at Zhu Hengshan holding a porcelain bottle in his hand. She immediately smiled and ran over and grabbed the porcelain bottle: "Dad, do you want the antidote?"

Zhu Hengshan sighed: "I am cold-blooded and cold-hearted."

"No, my father is the best hero in the world. He is much better than those hypocrites who talk about benevolence, justice and morality but do nothing in human matters!" Zhu Yuhong hugged Zhu Hengshan's arm and said coquettishly: "Dad, are you eating? With this antidote, Shen Liangyu will be fine."

"Illness goes away like silkworms, it won't be that fast, but the remaining poison will be eliminated, and you won't die at the hands of others in the future." Zhu Hengshan said.

Zhu Yuhong thought to herself and said: "There is an old man who is dispensing the medicine. That old man is also miserable, missing a leg."

Zhu Hengshan knew that Shen Liangyu was in Fang Qingshi's natal family, and here comes a lame old man. The most important thing is that this old man can actually give him bone-eroding pills?

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. The Fang family, an ordinary family, really has the courage to expose the world.

"I'll give you the antidote, but you can't go down the mountain." Zhu Hengshan said.

Zhu Yuhong was stunned: "Dad! What do you mean? I can't go down the mountain, even if there is an antidote, it will be useless."

"Don't you still have a good sister?" Zhu Hengshan said.

Zhu Yuhong looked at Fang Qingshi and immediately wilted. She turned back and pulled Zhu Hengshan's sleeve: "Dad, Dad, I have to go. I'm not worried about Ah Shi going back alone. Lao Li's family is in trouble! Besides, Shen Liangyu and I also hit it off, I'm thinking about it."

"No." Zhu Hengshan refused simply.

Fang Qingshi envied Zhu Yuhong so much. She thought of her father and mother, although they were very strict with her elder brother and herself at that time, but she felt at ease every time she saw her father and mother. It was a pity that she would never have another chance.

Zhu Yuhong still begged, but the porcelain bottle in her hand instantly fell into Zhu Hengshan's hand.

Zhu Hengshan's attitude was very resolute. Either he would not give the antidote, or he would just learn his skills on the mountain. If he didn't learn his skills well, he would never mention going down the mountain again.

"Okay! Okay!" Zhu Yuhong gritted her teeth and agreed. She took the porcelain vase and handed it to Fang Qingshi solemnly: "You must make her believe me. I will never harm her, and neither will my father. My father is a big brother." A chivalrous person, the kind with a chivalrous bone and soft intestines.”

Fang Qingshi took the antidote and thanked Fu Shen: "Don't worry, Master, Qingshi will definitely live up to his trust."

Zhu Hengshan nodded and walked away with square steps. When he got to the door, he took out a book from his sleeve pocket and said sternly: "Zhu Yuhong! Catch it!"

Zhu Yuhong turned her head, and the book flew over.

Fang Qingshi felt that what Zhu Hengshan threw over was not a book, but a large piece of tile. After all, the breeze was wind, and the book was not blown up at all.

Zhu Yuhong jumped up to catch the book, turned it over three times before releasing the force contained in the book, her face flushed slightly, and she didn't say a word.

Zhu Hengshan nodded with satisfaction: "After you have learned this book, I will let you go down the mountain. Practice more kung fu. Your internal strength is insufficient."

"Yes! Dad." Zhu Yuhong clasped her fists, her attitude had never been so respectful.

Fang Qingshi, who had never had a chance to practice martial arts in his entire life, swallowed hard and looked at Zhu Hengshan's back. How capable is this man?

At that moment, if it were me, I would probably be smashed to death by someone else's book.

It is said that picking leaves and flying flowers can kill people, is it true?

Glancing at the book in Zhu Yuhong's hand, Fang Qingshi took a breath of air. It was actually the Art of War? Bandits know the Art of War? Oh my god...


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