"My sister-in-law is so good!" Someone was as happy as if he was worth two and a half million.
"You are really good at picking up girls. How old are you this year?" Liang Wan's talkative second sister-in-law asked with a smile.
Liang Wan's second sister-in-law is Qiuyu, also a tragic character.
Wan Feng always thought her name was not good and insisted on calling her Qiuyu. Even Xiayu and Chunyu were better than Qiuyu.
Qiuyu was ultimately unable to escape from the clutches of the Wahou gang and was eventually captured by a man named Li Hu.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, someone from the Bian family got a piece of jade but had his legs chopped off. Li Hu also got a piece of jade but passed away in a hurry at the age of 45.
Qiuyu had no choice but to become a widow in her forties.
Widows are always surrounded by gossip. After Qiuyu became a widow, she didn't see any gossip, but men did see it quite often.
Fortunately, the society at that time was quite open, and the infidelity between men and women was not so serious, otherwise she would have been sprayed to death by spit.
The locals call flirty chat between men and women "paomaan", and I don't know who invented it.
"Thirteen!"
"You don't sound like a thirteen-year-old at all. I think even eighteen or nineteen-year-olds can't pick you up."
The public's eyes are naturally sharp. Qiuyu's ability to think of this step is already very impressive... What's going on? It's really remarkable.
You are right. Although I look very romantic, I actually have a mature heart.
"Fu! How come I am the talent?"
"You're out of breath when you're fat, Huazi. This guy is really good. If you really follow him in the future, you might be blessed."
“I didn’t like it!”
Liang Hua refused bluntly. She had to tell the truth. She really didn't have any feelings for Wan Feng, and Wan Feng didn't have any feelings for her either.
Wan Feng studied here for a year, and although he and Liang Hua were in the same class, they didn't really have much interaction, and their conversations at school never exceeded five sentences.
According to fortune-telling, it should be a conflict between them, but there is no such thing as conflict between two people of the same age.
When people have a toothache, time always seems to be very long, but when they are chatting, time always seems to be very short. In the blink of an eye, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
Zhu Ping, who didn't listen to Wan Feng, had bad luck tonight. When he left, his face looked as ugly as honeycomb coal.
"Is it me? You are not suitable for gambling these days. You must have lost, right?" Wan Feng followed behind Zhu Ping and gloated.
"It's all your fault, Crow Mouth!"
"Tsk! This is my experience. If you have any important matters in the future, you can ask me for advice to avoid many detours. Don't look down on me. I know more than even a grain of rice you've ever eaten."
Wan Feng was not bragging. He was only a child in age and body, but mentally he was already cunning and shrewd.
He is now a visionary. Everything in this world is what he has experienced and seen, so it is like watching a movie from the past. Even if he does not know exactly where the contradictions and turning points will appear, he at least has a general idea of it.
Although Zhu Ping scoffed at his bragging, Wan Feng showed his foresight when he entered the classroom the next morning.
I remember that when he went to school for the second time, he was knocked down by a pole behind the door as soon as he entered the school gate. Then Tan Sheng, who was hiding by the door, kicked him from behind when he staggered. He lost his balance and rushed forward and finally hit the podium.
The school's podium was made of cement bricks, as hard as a Transformer. If Wan Feng hadn't been wearing a cotton-padded hat on his head, he would have been dizzy from the impact. Even with the hat, his head would have been hurt.
This was also the fuse that caused Wan Feng to have a conflict with Tan Sheng in the second year of school in his previous life. The final outcome was that both of them stood outside in the cold air in early March for an entire class.
But now facing the reborn Wan Feng, this accident would not happen.
When he pushed open the classroom door, Wan Feng did not step in but paused.
There was indeed a wooden stick across the door, and Tan Sheng was indeed hiding beside the door.
But there was one more step, and in a very clichéd way, a bag of dirt fell from the door.
Wan Feng looked at Tan Sheng as if he were an idiot: "What! You want to trip me with a stick and then attack me from behind?"
Tan Sheng was immediately stunned. Could this guy be related to the roundworm in his stomach? How did he know what he was thinking?
He had used this trick on many people in the class before, with a very high success rate. Why didn't it work today? However, Tan Sheng, who was always domineering in the class, didn't show any shame. Instead, he said arrogantly: "I just want to deal with you, what can you do?"
Wan Feng tilted his head and looked at Tan Sheng. "You scoundrel, others may be afraid of you, but I'm not. I'm telling you, I'm not the type to indulge other people's bad habits. You'd better stay away from me from now on. But if you insist on not liking me, how about we find a place to practice properly?"
Tan Sheng punched the Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked the Beihai Kindergarten. How could he be afraid of Wan Feng's challenge? "Then when will you do it?"
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "Saturday is in two days. After school on Saturday afternoon, let's go have some fun in the woods east of here. It's up to you to fight one-on-one or in a group. Let me cure all your nasty problems. What do you think?"
The reason why Wan Feng chose Saturday afternoon to leave school was because the next day was Saturday, and after the two of them had a fight, no matter what happened, they would not know what happened next time they went to school.
By the time the school found out, it was already next Monday. Although there was only a day gap in between, something might have happened and the matter was suppressed.
Children at that time were not as smart as those decades later, and their memory was not much better. They would forget many things, and if they were lucky, they would avoid a lot of trouble.
Tan Sheng said without hesitation: "I'm not afraid of you!"
"Then it's a deal."
That's how the appointment was made.
What Wan Feng didn't expect was that after the first get out of class, Tan Sheng didn't make any movement, and Tan Chun blocked Wan Feng in the toilet instead.
"You want to play with my brother?" Tan Chun stared at Wan Feng with a cold and arrogant expression, as if he might slap Wan Feng if he answered incorrectly.
Wan Feng said bluntly, "What? You want to get involved when the time comes? If you want to get involved, then just do it. I'll fight you two, even if I have to lead two donkeys. I'll fight you two, even if I have to hit one. I'll just see how good your martial arts skills are."
Tan Chun's face turned black: "With your condition, I can make you forget your last name with just one slap."
"Don't brag. Take it out for a walk, it's a mule or a horse. I wasn't brought up to be intimidated by people."
The two sides were on the verge of a confrontation.
At this time, the guy named Zhang De from Wohutun hurried into the toilet: "The teacher is here."
Tan Chun glanced at Wan Feng and said, "Just wait!"
Just wait.
Wan Feng didn't take Tan Chun seriously at all. He thought that just being tall was a big deal!
Comrade Zhang Gaizi is right: the electric pole is tall, but it is made of dead wood.
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