Chapter 274 Pei Ji's Side Story
My grandfather was a jade carving master. As far back as I can remember, he was already holding a carving knife and haphazardly carving on scraps of jade.
Completely haphazard.
In my grandfather's words, this is about getting a feel for things.
My childhood was different from other children's; I didn't need to go to school or make friends.
All I had to do was practice in my grandfather's yard, sketching and carving day after day.
Literacy is a must, and drawing skills are also essential.
The Pei family also has a set of inherited physical fitness techniques. A person must have a strong body in order to accomplish what he wants to do.
Physical fitness techniques also include close-combat fighting moves.
Grandpa said that in our line of work, if you're too good at it but don't have the ability to protect yourself, you're easily bullied.
I have a greater talent for fighting than for practicing sculpting skills.
My father died a violent death because he didn't practice the exercises properly.
The cause was quite dramatic: a misunderstanding arising from a woman with many suitors led to her death.
The woman's lover gave her a jade pendant, which was discovered by her husband. He then hired a second-rate detective agency, which found out that the lover was my father.
Perhaps it was because my father was handsome that he looked like a pretty boy, but in reality, that photo was just a transaction of money and goods.
The woman's husband couldn't bear the pain of losing her, so he went all out and hired someone.
My dad was stabbed to death like that.
I wasn't particularly sad, because that day I had to practice drawing parallel lines, two thousand times.
If there is a pause in the middle, you have to start all over again.
The old man couldn't let go of his worries. After my father's death, he was burdened with resentment. When I had fully mastered the art of jade carving and worked alongside my grandfather for three years taking on orders, my grandfather finally put down the heavy burden in his heart and passed away.
My father's revenge must be taken.
That woman had a constant stream of suitors, and her husband had killed countless people.
The police response to this series of cases was rather slow.
That time, I stumbled upon the crime scene by accident and got caught red-handed.
Three days and three nights of interrogation, guided by my vague statements, made me the prime suspect.
A new life is something to look forward to.
Because of my constant troublemaking, I was finally transferred from a regular prison to the northernmost jail.
The people here are much more resilient; unlike before, when a single punch could knock someone unconscious for half a day.
Soon, no one in Area A dared to mess with me anymore.
However, after fighting for a long time, I wanted to take some time to calm down and relax.
Unexpectedly, after less than seven days of rest, a black-and-white group appeared in my life.
At first, I was disgusted; I felt that it was too small to be raised.
Later we discovered that it could eat a lot and was also very lively and clever.
Wild and mischievous.
And she's very well-behaved.
Every time I come back from going out and see it squatting by the door waiting, my heart softens involuntarily.
Suddenly I realized that it's nice to have something like this by my side.
I never expected this thing to be so special.
The moment I saw the human form, it dawned on me that what I had been raising was actually my wife all along.
My wife is incredibly cute and beautiful, kind-hearted, intelligent, and quick-witted...
She is my only attachment in this world.
Fortunately, she needs me, cares about me, and cannot live without me, so she has no concerns about issues like racial interracial relationships.
He confessed his love to me, proposed to me, and then made his move on me.
She did good deeds and accumulated virtue throughout her life, which is why she encountered a beauty like me.
I often take off my clothes to show her, and I breathe heavily in her ear. Is that a big deal?
After all, she was so attracted to my good looks.
Furthermore, it's actually quite easy to see what she's thinking and doing, so in addition to cooperating, I also have to help clear up any unexpected situations.
I couldn't bear to see her sad, so I had to make sure her plans went smoothly as expected.
Sigh, actually... I need her more, and I'm glad she values me just as much.
Otherwise, neither of them would have had such a good life for the rest of their lives.
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