I saw my grandfather sitting where my master was sitting just now, reaching out and pulling my father's clothes tightly.
My father stood aside with a rope in his hand and a look of resentment on his face.
Seeing me coming, he roared: "Did that bitch Zhao Youlong say he wants to destroy you?"
I nodded weakly.
My father looked at my grandfather: "Dad, did you hear that?"
My grandfather waved his hand: "I understand your mood, and I also know that you are very angry now, but Jianfei is protected by his master, so you should not get involved in this matter."
I thought to myself, if my father goes to kill Zhao Youlong, things will get worse.
So I said, "Dad, Master will protect me."
My dad's eyes were red: "Zhao Laosan can't be with you anytime and anywhere! What if Zhao Youlong plays tricks on you?"
When he said this, I didn't know what to say.
Because I think what my dad said makes sense.
Zhao Youlong is the village bully. According to his character, he will definitely not let me go.
It's summer vacation now, I can hide at home every day.
But once the summer vacation is over, I have to go to school.
When Zhao Youlong blocks me on the way to and from school, wouldn't I...
I didn't dare to continue thinking about it, but in my heart I was expecting my father to teach Zhao Youlong a lesson.
My grandfather stood up at this time and raised his hands as a habit to give me a shudder. I also shrank my head as a habit.
Suddenly, grandpa laughed: "Look at how cowardly you are! Why do we have a little coward like you in our old Wang family? I didn't plan to hit you, I just wanted to scare you."
I yelled, but before I could say anything, Grandpa quickly reached out and grabbed my ear.
He didn't do it lightly or hard. Every time he did it, it really hurt.
I covered my ears and looked aggrieved.
I don't understand. When my grandfather was alive, he loved me very much and would never hit me.
But after a murder occurred in my house, when I saw him again, he would beat me every time, and sometimes he would give me a large sum of money when I wasn't paying attention.
The father advised: "Dad, Jianfei is still young and ignorant. Why are you beating him?"
My grandfather held his head high: "If I don't hit him, why should I hit you?"
I thought you could hit my dad, but please don't hit me.
I don’t know how my dad would feel if he knew I was so filial.
Grandpa reached out and rubbed my ears, laughing loudly: "I beat you to make you remember. Now that you are following your master, you must learn his skills from him."
By the way, starting from today, you can only go home once a month. If I find you running home every once in a while again, I will pluck your ears off!"
I nodded in fear.
At this time, the father shook his hand and the rope disappeared.
He said to me: "I will let Zhao Youlong go for now. If he still dares to bully you, I will kill him at any time."
Before I could say anything, he and my grandfather disappeared out of thin air in front of me.
I've long been used to this.
But I still yelled: "Grandpa, Dad. Don't leave, keep chatting with me for a while."
What answered me was dead silence.
I thought I was really bored, so I just turned around and was about to go back to the kitchen to get some pastries to eat, when I suddenly noticed a figure standing in the corner of the main room.
That figure is none other than my sister.
She tilted her head and looked at me with a smile on her face: "Do you want to eat spicy strips?"
I answered the question inappropriately: "Sister, why are you here too?"
"Mom asked me to come and protect you during this period of time."
As she spoke, she took out two packs of spicy strips from her pocket.
I asked out of curiosity: "Sister, where did your spicy sticks come from?"
"I got it from the canteen at the entrance of the village." My sister said with a joking look on her face.
Then, he added: "But I lost two cents and put it on the boss's desk. He should be able to see it."
Although I don't know where my sister got the two cents from, I found that the spicy strips my sister gave me today were particularly delicious.
My sister didn't eat it herself, but held her chin in her hands and watched me eat it, with a smile on her face.
It's just that her face is extremely pale. Looking at her eyes in broad daylight, they are more white than black.
Even when I was young, I could clearly feel that my sister's eyes did not have the vitality that a living person should have.
But I'm not afraid at all. No matter what she becomes, she is still my sister and my family!
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During the following period, I stayed at home almost every day and learned from Master how to read Feng Shui and how to use some secret techniques.
At the same time, Master also taught me how to draw talisman.
By the end of the summer vacation, I already had a basic understanding of Feng Shui masters and ghost hunters.
On the last day of summer vacation, Master took me to the city.
I accompanied Master to look for graves with good Feng Shui for rich people in my city.
From that order, the master made two thousand yuan.
From that day on, I knew that Master was extremely rich and must have saved a lot of money, but he usually kept a low profile.
During this time, Zhao Youlong, the village chief's younger brother, often deliberately led several young people in the village, his lackeys, to wander around the door of my master's house.
Sometimes they even throw things into the yard, including dead snakes, dead toads, dead mice, etc.
The most outrageous thing was that once he killed a wild cat in the village, skinned it and threw it at the door of my master's house.
The master buried the cat with a sullen face.
He did not go to the village chief's house to look for trouble, but told me that Zhao Youlong's retribution would come soon.
I'm dubious about this.
Because when school started yesterday, I saw Zhao Youlong and a few scoundrels teasing the widow in the village at the entrance of the village.
The summer vacation is over and I am officially in third grade.
Early in the morning, I carried my schoolbag and went to school.
The school is quite far from the village. It takes me half an hour to walk. Children from several nearby villages attend this primary school.
Carrying the new schoolbag that Master gave me, I happily walked along the field ridge to school.
After walking for a while, footsteps were heard from behind.
"Little bitch, stop for me!"
"Damn! Did you hear that?"
I looked back subconsciously.
I saw Zhao Youlong running towards me alone.
I was so scared that I ran away quickly.
But after all, I am only a nine-year-old child, how can I outrun an adult?
He caught up with me in an instant and kicked my schoolbag in the back.
I fell flat on my face and fell flat on my face.
It was early in the morning and there was no one around the fields.
He grabbed my clothes and lifted me up.
I was so scared that I cried.
He raised his hand and gave me two loud mouths, cursing: "Damn, you like running, don't you?
What? You hide at home every day during the summer vacation, thinking that I can’t do anything to you?
I said I would destroy you, so I will definitely destroy you!
It won’t be easy for anyone who comes today! I’ll get angry when I see you, a little brat!”
As he said that, he raised his hand to slap me again.
At this time, I clearly saw a ferocious face appearing behind him...
