Everyone lives for themselves, but there is a kind of person in the world who lives for others.

A truly great person never thinks he is great, he just thinks that he is doing something that must be done, and that's it.

As night fell, in the cabin downstairs, Zhang Yifei and the five of them were busy putting on a variety of rich dishes, Meteor opened a bottle of Moutai, and Shao Ningdie and Zhou Bingzhe were frying their last side dishes on the stove in the open air outside.

The old dean, Da Ma Jindao, sat on the top and asked, "Those little rabbit cubs in the courtyard ......?"

Zhang Yifei smiled: "It's already arranged, I asked someone to buy two pork, more than a dozen chickens, as well as fresh fish and eggs, and invited a cook from the market, today is definitely enjoyable for my younger brothers and sisters!"

The old dean nodded slowly and said, "That's good, these children have really suffered over the years, and only during the New Year's holidays, I will give them meat!"

Raising his head and drinking a glass of wine, the old dean exhaled deeply and said, "Good wine, good wine!"

"Old dean, drink with your belly open, as much as you want, the wine is enough, if you are tired of drinking liquor one day, I will get you foreign wine, what kind of remy horse has no face, royal salute, Lafite, you can drink as much as you want......"

Meteor coaxed on the side: "Yes, if you are okay, let's go to Huamanlou to get you two beautiful big girls, you can eat tofu if you want tofu, and if you want to drink and mess with your surname......"

The old dean stretched out his chopsticks, knocked them on the meteor's head, and scolded with a smile: "Little rabbit cub, you opened the brush and actually opened it on my head, it is really like things gather and people gather in groups!"

Zhang Yifei said with a smile: "You don't understand the old dean, over the years, the beauty has already become a cloud in his eyes, can you see the old dean's calloused hands? No matter how beautiful a girl is, can she compare to the dexterous hands of the old dean?"

Jiang Zhegang took a sip of wine, and after hearing Zhang Yifei's words, he squirted out directly, and kept coughing, while stretching out his thumb to Zhang Yifei.

The old dean was stunned, and then he recalled the meaning of Zhang Yifei's words, and he was so angry that he turned his beard up, and he stretched out his hand to hit.

After Shao Ningdie and Zhou Bingzhe heard Zhang Yifei's words, they lowered their heads with blushing faces.

Although a few people have not been here for a long time, the old dean is relatively peaceful, and everyone is familiar with the old dean in just a moment, and they have not made jokes.

This kind of life has always been what Zhang Yifei wants, everyone sits together to eat, drink, make a meaty joke, and laugh unscrupulously.

The meal was very enjoyable, everyone drank a lot of wine, and even Shao Ningdie and Zhou Bingzhe were pretty faces, and their faces suddenly turned red and delicate.

The old dean drank another glass of wine, and sighed: "It's a pity that this rabbit cub is not here today, otherwise we would have more fun today!"

After Zhang Yifei and Jiang Zhe Meteor heard the words of the old dean, their faces showed a look of longing, they hadn't seen Song Liwu for some years, and they missed it too.

"Old Dean, or I'll call him back!"

"No!" After hearing Zhang Yifei's words, the old dean immediately straightened his face: "I must not let the death come back, I have been laying out the layout for twenty-eight years, a full twenty-eight years, and it must not be ruined in one fell swoop!"

"Twenty-eight years of layout?" Zhang Yifei was stunned after hearing the old dean's words, this is the first time the old dean has confided his heart, what kind of layout and layout has taken 28 years.

Zhang Yifei's face changed: "Old dean, tell me, how much are you hiding from me?"

The old dean sighed and said: "The children who go out here are all promising, and everyone has a conscience, and they come back to see me every holiday to see the children who are still here." ”

"I often teach my children that they must have ambition and backbone to be a man, and that the incorruptible are not subject to food that comes from spurting, and that the children are sensible and do very well! But every day I watch the five or six-year-old children go to the market to pick up beer bottles, cans, and waste newspapers, all of which are as dirty as a small meal, and my heart hurts so much that I don't cry out for hunger, and the children don't shout when they're hungry, and they pour cold water into them, and they don't shout cold when they're frozen, and they shiver when they hug each other...... I'm ashamed, look at these children, which one is not sensible, but I have used these children for twenty-eight years, twenty-eight years!" the old dean paused after saying this, and his eyes turned red.

"I am a good grandfather and father in front of these children, but only I know, no, I am not such a person, I have exercised their minds and made their minds as solid as a rock, in fact, it is just for me to set up a ......"

"Now that I have succeeded, watching them shine in various industries one by one, I am happy for them in my heart, and they are also grateful in my heart for why I treated them like that, but they don't know that what I did is actually just for one person!"

"Who?"

"You!"

After hearing the words of the old dean, Zhang Yifei was like five thunderbolts, stunned in place, the old dean has been planning for 28 years for himself?

"Before you were born, I started looking for the Hongming Knife, because I wanted to give him to you as a gift, but who would have thought that the world is unpredictable, the Zhao family ......" The old dean said here with a long sigh and said: "You already know what happened later!"

"So I led you to Lijiang, because in Lijiang I have a friend of life and death Shao Tianzhi, for you, I opened an orphanage here and adopted many orphans, but all of these are premeditated, because I want them to become the sharp blade in your hand, whether it is a shopping mall or a battlefield, they will become the sharpest blade in your hand!"

Zhang Yifei's face was pale, and he looked at the old dean in disbelief and asked, "From the moment you saved me, you started to lay out?"

"Yes, I have already started to lay out at that time, I will lay out this lore game for your use, and I have succeeded, these children have also succeeded, they have bloomed their own light, and when they unite in the world, they will impact everyone's sight!"

"Is it worth it for you, to sacrifice so many children for me alone?"

"It's not a sacrifice, they wouldn't have survived without me, and they wouldn't have been able to have such success without me exercising their minds like this, so all this is more good than bad for anyone!"

"But why?"

"Because you are the master of the Hongming sword, you are responsible for the safety of the foundation of Huaxia, the master of the Hongming sword can't have an accident, otherwise the gods will rise, the magic sword will come out again, the evil sword will appear, the ten sword masters and the other nine sword masters will not be able to stop it, for the sake of Huaxia, even if you pay more, it will be worth it!"