"Didn't your father go to America? He went to Japan, didn't he? This is the Republic of China. And how could he, how could he! How could he do this? I've finally seen the diversity of human species today!"
"Okay, Banxian'er, I know you're very angry now, but don't be angry for now."
"How can I not be angry? Did you see what he's like? What's so great about him? He studies till death like this, and he's still an old fool, sitting at home all day ranting about the current state of the country. If I give him a gun, would he dare to go out and kill the Japanese like a little bookworm?"
"He can't do anything, he just knows how to be incompetent and angry. He is even more useless than Zhao Kuo, who was good at talking about war on paper. If China were full of people like this, it would never be able to stand up in this life!"
Shuo Yu didn't lower his voice intentionally, he just wanted the guy inside to hear. On the other hand, Meng Fanle, who was kneeling on the side, looked terrified, as if he wanted to cover Banxian'er's deadly mouth with his hands. He always knew that Banxian'er had a mouth that was more powerful than their leader's.
He can make any guy like him, no matter if they are cannon fodder whose life is worth less than grass, or the experienced and slick Tang Ji. At the same time, he can also use his mouth to directly kill people and nail them to the coffin so that they can never get up again. He sees things more clearly than himself, but he is not afraid of what he fears, so he dares to speak out, and speaks out loudly.
Shuo Yu looked at Fanla who was kneeling in front of him with a look of disappointment. To be honest, if that old man was not his father, he would have killed that old bastard long ago. He was useless and only caused trouble for others. What an old fool!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He was so angry that he couldn't understand why he came out. He stood up and tried to go back in. Just then, he ran into Shangguan Jieci coming out with two bowls of rice in his hands, which were for the two of them.
"Eat something, didn't you eat breakfast?"
"What are you eating? I'm full of anger. Sister Shangguan, look at that old man's attitude. Does he think he's still the master of the Meng Mansion? We're not servants who cook and wash his clothes for him. It's good enough to just feed him. He's so arrogant. I think he'll feel better if we starve him for a few days!"
So, with the combined efforts of Lei Baoer and Fanla, Shuoyu was once again pressed onto the bench at the door of Milong's house. Shangguan Jieci looked at Shuoyu, who was standing up for him, with a funny face, and hid his laughter with the back of his hand.
"It's really nothing, it's just how it is when you get older. I don't feel wronged, really. We all live under the same roof, so it doesn't matter if there's one more or one less mouth to feed. Besides, you just made Fanla's father really angry. Now he's refusing to eat and is saying he's going on a hunger strike to prove his resolve!"
Shuo Yu looked at Lei Bao'er beside him and felt that he had set a very bad example for the child, but he just couldn't swallow this breath. He just spoke in a lower voice, crossed his arms, and still had an unconvinced look on his face.
"You believe him, but I don't. If he had that kind of courage, he would have fought the Japanese with a bayonet in Heshun. If he really did that, I would have kowtowed to his tombstone a few times to respect him as a Chinese man. Now he is just pretending to be a Chinese man. Who can't do that? I can even go without food for a month!"
"Why are you angry?" The child's thinking is always a bit simple. He didn't understand what happened. He just saw that the guy who played well with him and the old grandfather who lived in his house suddenly started quarreling. But their quarrel was not like the quarrel between his mother and Long Dad. He didn't understand.
Shuo Yu looked down at Lei Bao'er who was sitting next to him, looked at his clear eyes, touched his little head, sighed deeply, picked up the rice that Shangguan sister had specially brought out for them, held it in his hand, and stuffed another bowl of rice into Fanla's hand, but was rejected.
"It's uneatable. Let him know. It's even better if he knows it. It's endless."
"It's not that you just don't let him know, it's fine. He doesn't have three eyes. He's just standing at the door watching you. Eat. If you want me to go in right away and continue talking to your father, you won't eat."
Shuo Yu said nothing more, but turned his grief into appetite and lowered his head to eat. Meng Fanle glanced at Banxian'er who was eating with his head down, then looked up at Shangguan Jieci who was standing at the door with a smile on his face. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He knew that Banxian'er was a man who could do what he said, and he disdained to lie.
Shangguan Jieci turned around and carefully glanced at the courtyard. Fanla's father was so angry about Shuoyu's unfinished words that he closed the door and went back to his room to go on a hunger strike. She stretched out her hand to close half of the door and blocked the other half with her body to ensure that if Fanla's father suddenly appeared at the door, he would not be able to see Fanla.
"Eat, I'll watch you."
Shuoyu finished the whole bowl of rice in one breath, and looked at Meng Fanle who was still kneeling with the bowl of rice, pretending to stand up. Meng Fanle was so scared that he thought that Shuoyu had changed his mind and that he would make his father angry to death today, so he immediately started eating without even raising his head.
"Get up and eat." Shuoyu said this and sat back down. Meng Fanle immediately sat down next to him and fought with the rice in his bowl, almost swallowing it into his nostrils.
Shangguan Jieci watched the actions between the two, smiled slightly, and asked if he wanted to give Shuoyu another bowl of rice.
"No need, Sister Shangguan. I'm full and not angry anymore. I'm really sorry for making things difficult for you just now."
Shuo Yu only then realized that he shouldn't have quarreled with Fanla's father in front of Shangguan Jieci. It was a bit embarrassing.
Shangguan Jieci looked at him like this, smiling, her hands waving nonchalantly. She knew Shuoyu didn't mean it.
"Hey, it's nothing, it's all a small matter. I know what kind of person you are. Milong often tells me about you. The person he talks about the most is you. You are his fellow villager and you have helped us so much. He always praises you to me, saying that you are good in every way, but you are sometimes too soft-hearted. In fact, let me tell you, Milong is quite afraid of you."
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