"Brother Chen, I feel that we have suffered a big loss this time! Let me tell you, we might as well have bought some more food just now!" Xiaohu said as he looked at the dark-looking sword in front of him.
"Okay, you've been muttering all the way, aren't you tired?!" Zhou Chen and Wang Xiaohu walked back the way they came after saying goodbye to Uncle Han.
"Besides, you don't need to pay, so why are you in a hurry?" Zhou Chen looked at Xiaohu and rolled his eyes.
"Don't I feel it's a pity! Twelve taels of gold, that's it!" Xiaohu muttered in a low voice.
"Okay, I'll bring you here next time. If you want to buy something delicious then, it's up to you!" Zhou Chen said speechlessly, then raised his head and looked at the dark sky, "But, we
Now I have to go back quickly, it’s getting late, and I have to rush back to make dinner for grandpa!”
"Ah~ Brother Chen, then go back quickly!" As he said that, Xiaohu thought of something, stopped and walked to the street. "Brother Chen, wait for me!"
Zhou Chen looked at Xiaohu's strange movements and had some doubts, so he also stopped.
I saw that Xiaohu took out the package containing drunken chicken that he had just bought at the trade fair from his arms, and carefully opened the outer package. Suddenly, an alluring fragrance gradually wafted in the street. Before he had time to savor it,
Commenting on the taste, Xiaohu then saw Xiaohu take out a dagger from his waist, "Hey~" Under the sparse moonlight at night, the dagger gave off a sharp cold light, and he could only vaguely see a "Tiger" engraved on the front of the dagger.
'Character.
'Shua~' A cold light quickly passed across the surface of the tender drunken chicken and cut it in the middle. A stream of sauce flowed out from the inside of the drunken chicken, giving off a greasy sheen. The fragrance outside was even stronger, mixed with some...
The mellow aroma of wine.
Xiaohu couldn't help but licked his lips, took a deep breath, and quickly packed up the drunken chicken that was divided into two portions. He handed one of the portions to Zhou Chen without any hesitation, "Brother Chen, take this back! You
Let’s try it with grandpa, it’s delicious!” Xiaohu said with an honest smile.
Zhou Chen was startled, looked at the drunken chicken that Xiaohu handed over, and then looked at the sincere smile on Xiaohu's face. He seemed to be infected and smiled too. Zhou Chen felt that there seemed to be a warmth rising in his heart.
The cool breeze of the night was dispelled, and the face that had always been calm and calm became softer.
"Okay~" Zhou Chen calmly took the drunken chicken from Xiaohu.
Zhou Chen looked at the dagger with the word "tiger" in Xiaohu's hand, and couldn't help but look at his waist. There was also a similar dagger pinned there. These were all made by the blacksmith uncle in the town at the same time.
.However, the one in his hand was engraved with the character 'chen'. Speaking of this, Zhou Chen's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the past~
Zhou Chen has never seen his parents since he can remember in Ping'an Town. He has always been dependent on his grandfather. Originally, in his understanding, there was nothing wrong with this. However, as he grew up and got to know
Xiaohu, Erya, Shogan... When he met Uncle Wang, Aunt Liu, and Uncle Blacksmith, he knew that everyone should be born with a father and a mother! But, he was a little special.
Maybe a few years ago he would still be reluctant to ask his grandfather about this problem, but now he can face it calmly. Moreover, he seems to be born weaker than other children. He could only walk a few steps when he was a child.
He would be out of breath on the road, so his grandfather prepared medicinal baths for him since he was a child, and he grew up slowly and smoothly.
To anyone now, he looks like a handsome young man, not at all sickly like he used to be, but still a little thin!
Other children in the town started practicing martial arts at the age of six or seven, but Zhou Chen was the only one who could not practice martial arts because of his physical condition. Zhou Chen was very envious of them at first, but even though he is practicing every day now, he feels that he has made great progress.
Fast, he even asked Xiaohu and Erya indirectly, and he was sure that his cultivation speed was faster than theirs, well~much faster.
However, not long ago, he secretly asked Xiaohu to compete with him for ten moves, but he was knocked down by the upright Xiaohu. Even Erya could hold up twenty moves! Sure enough, Zhou Chen felt that he was still too inflated.
, they have been practicing for several years, and I have been practicing for several more years!
Perhaps due to family reasons or physical reasons, Zhou Chen has seemed a bit withdrawn since he was a child. He is not very gregarious among a group of children, and is even ridiculed and bullied. "Zhou Chen, your grandfather is a seriously ill person, and you are a little sick person, hehe.
Hee~"
Zhou Chen is very stubborn, especially when it comes to his grandfather, who he gets along with day and night! He will never admit defeat, even if every time he resists, he will be bruised and swollen! And every time his grandfather asks him, he only says that he fell
Yes, he won’t cry and tell his parents~ He is a little adult who can take care of his grandpa, even if he only thinks so!
"My dad told me that you can't bully the weak or bully the weak. It's wrong for you to do this!" The young Wang Xiaohu still looked like a tiger with a tough head. He stood in front of Zhou Chen sternly and pointed at the group of people around him.
'The enemy' said.
Wang Xiaohu is a person who accepts death. He is always convinced by the principles his father taught him. Since he believes that the 'weak' should be helped, he will not back down! Wang Xiaohu is tall and strong, and he stands out among the children.
He was born with supernatural powers. Since he was a child, he followed his father every day to learn how to kill pigs and drink pig bone soup. He has a lot of strength, which is more than enough to deal with five or six children of the same age.
However, with Wang Xiaohu as the main combat force on one side, and Zhou Chen who was "thin" and "deficient", and dozens of aggressive "enemy troops" on the other side, the result was naturally self-evident.
The two people who were defeated could only look for opportunities and run away. Compared with Zhou Chen, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, Xiaohu's face looked even more miserable! That's right, Wang Xiaohu, as the main combat force, fought bravely and ran rampant, but he had no momentum at all on his own.
It's true, at first glance, he has the general spirit of "the bravery of all men", so he is naturally the main target of greetings!
If Zhou Chen hadn't pulled Wang Xiaohu to find the right opportunity to escape at the critical moment, maybe Wang Xiaohu would still have to fight with them!
This is true, but Zhou Chen did not accept Wang Xiaohu's favor!
"Zhou Chen, why are you dragging me away? I want to reason with them properly!"
"That's how you reason with them? A good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his life, do you understand?" Zhou Chen felt dissatisfied as he looked at Wang Xiaohu, who was waving his fists.
"This is what my father taught me. When you reason with them and they don't listen, just beat them with your fists and then reason with them!"
Zhou Chen only felt a burst of black lines on his forehead~
"Zhou Chen, why are you so weak?" "Zhou Chen, you're out of breath after just running for a while, your body is weak!" "Zhou Chen, my family is a butcher of pigs. I'll make some pig bone soup for you some other day.
!" "Zhou Chen,..."
"You are so annoying! Stop following me! If I couldn't beat you, I would~"
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Time passed day by day, again and again, and although the results did not change each time, something seemed to have changed.
"Zhou Chen, if you had dragged me away just a little later, I could have knocked out the other front tooth of the guy who just scolded you!"
"Still not running? If I drag you away any later, you won't be able to save your other eyeball! A good man doesn't suffer the loss of his eyes, do you understand?"
"Zhou Chen, how many times have you said this! I'll bring you the pork bone soup my dad made for me later~".
"Well~ it's getting late, go back quickly and see you at the same place later!"
As the sun sets, on the streets of Ping'an Town, the silhouettes of the two teenagers grow longer and longer~