Since actively participating in the war, Jin Siqi's personality has become much more cheerful. Although her performance on the battlefield is not outstanding, there is at least one thing that allows her to complete it wholeheartedly, she is no longer the dispensable creep, but a warrior who really maintains the overall situation of victory and defeat...... Such a leap in value made her feel unprecedented satisfaction.

Usually, if she encounters difficulties, as long as she speaks, she can get enthusiastic help from everyone. Just like the last time Ren Jianfei taught her to practice swords, for example, those logistics soldiers who were looking for ancient books with Meng Zhao would occasionally deliberately call her sister-in-law a few times;

Although Jiang Caini still has that condescending attitude towards her, since she is not the only one in her own world, why should she despise herself because of her disdain for herself?

After returning to her own city after returning from the battlefield, if it was usual, she would always bow her head and walk quickly through the crowd, trying to minimize her presence. But now, she is able to greet people who walk by with her, and every pleasant response she receives always boosts her self-confidence.

She began to feel that other people were not so terrible, and she herself was not so humble.

But seeing her come back today, Meng Zhao's reaction was a little obviously cold. When she was laughing with the other boys, she noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere. After her greetings, he ran to his side, but he deliberately twisted his head, and Cheng Xin was throwing her face.

This is unprecedented, Jin Siqi was puzzled, and his rare good mood also fell down a minute. He sat down beside him and asked tentatively, "Meng Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as her words fell, Meng Zhao turned his head suddenly, swept away his previous coldness, and held her hand tightly: "Siqi, you promise me, you won't go to the battlefield again, okay?"

Jin Siqi looked at him suspiciously: "What...... What I look like on the battlefield...... Isn't it pretty?"

Meng Zhao shook his head vigorously: "No, it's good-looking, it's very good-looking!, but it's because it's so good-looking......" His voice became softer and softer, and he lowered his head in frustration: "I always feel that you are getting farther and farther away from me......"

"You can already go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and there are many people in the team who praise you, but I can only do logistics work here, and I don't seem to have improved at all compared to you......"

Meng Zhao had endured these words for many days.

In the past, Jin Siqi was a quiet and introverted girl, she didn't have many friends, and she was the only one in her world, so she could only revolve around herself everywhere. It is precisely this kind of intimacy that can make Meng Zhao feel that she is his girlfriend, and he can also have a sense of security that "she belongs to herself".

But now, Kim Siqi is becoming more and more popular, she spends less time with herself, and her smile no longer blooms only to herself. Meng Zhao could always see that she was mingling with the logistics soldiers of her own group. It's as if she has become a "public lover". What about herself, does she still care about herself?

"My mother said that if you are looking for a wife, you should not look for someone who is too capable. Meng Zhao said sullenly, "Because if her ability is too much better than yours, she will look down on you, and then, she will get rid of you......"

"Siqi, will you look down on me too?" he raised his head anxiously, "I know I shouldn't tell you this, but I'm just too afraid of losing you, I'm afraid that I don't deserve you......"

Listening to his series of inner monologues, Jin Siqi was shocked and helpless for a while.

"Meng Zhao, why do you think so? Of course you won't be unworthy of me, it's because I've always been worried that I'm not worthy of you!"

"So, I know you want to go to war, so I'm trying to take this opportunity, I just want to be closer to you......" Her face grew redder and redder, and for the first time she confided in a boy like this.

Meng Zhao suddenly became excited: "Really? Siqi, are you really going to the battlefield because of me?"

"Of course it's true!" Jin Siqi didn't care about attracting the attention of others, but held his hand and stared at him seriously.

"Meng Zhao, don't either of us live so carefully anymore, okay? Maybe our strength is indeed inferior to them now, but in the team, there must be things that we can do! As long as we all insist on doing our own things well, others will definitely affirm the meaning of our existence in the future!"

She really didn't expect that Meng Zhao would treat herself as the sun, which made her ashamed and moved.

In fact, Meng Zhaocai has always been her sun, the sun that brings her out of the boundless darkness!

Even if she is much better than she was now, Meng Zhao has always been unique in her heart. After all, without his encouragement and help, it would not be possible to be where you are today.

If you abandon the person who walked with you all the way after you cross the quagmire, won't it become crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?

In the past, she had always been worried that she was not worthy of Meng Zhao, so she worked hard to change, and finally, now this much better self has the courage to stand by Meng Zhao's side in a dignified manner.

She is finally qualified to hold on to her happiness.

……

On the battlefield the next day, before the soldiers of Group B left the city gate, there was a somewhat dramatic scene.

Although Ren Jianfei was sitting on horseback, he couldn't stop smirking all the time. Because of this, the reins of the horses were crooked several times, causing the horses to stagger.

Ling Yaoqing was full of disdain, and also ridiculed a few times, "What kind of wind are you smoking?" Ren Jianfei didn't answer, still smirking to himself.

Ling Yaoqing only felt that he couldn't communicate with him, and he didn't intend to waste any more time, so he raised his horsewhip and killed first.

Ren Jianfei, who was thrown away from afar, still couldn't stop smirking while stroking the sideburns of the war horse. It almost made the people in Group B worry if he had suddenly suffered from madness, and whether he should find someone to replace him before the battle began.

And what everyone didn't know was that before Ren Jianfei left, he had such a conversation with Shen Antong-

"Alas, are you girls so hard to guess what is going on? At that time, Ren Jianfei was still full of sadness, "I was still talking and laughing with you one moment, and I was going to lose my temper with you the next moment?"

After he explained the cause and effect, Shen Antong sighed helplessly.

"People like you are going to be 'lonely'. ”

"Let me tell you this, she got angry after seeing you teach Jin Siqi to practice swords, including you kissing her before, she was not so angry, what does this mean?"

Ren Jianfei subconsciously asked, "What does it mean?"

Shen Antong really wanted to throw the blade of grass in his hand in his face: "It means that she likes you, fool! If she doesn't like you, who does she care who you teach to practice swords?"

"I'll give you another example, for example, if I get off the list today, will you be sad?"

Ren Jianfei was still in a state of ignorance: "No, you have found a boyfriend, I'm happy for you!"

Shen Antong pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile: "Then what if it is Ling Yaoqing who takes off the order?"

"This ......" Ren Jianfei was silent, just thinking about this possibility, he would feel a pain in his chest. He didn't want to make such assumptions!

Shen Antong caught the change in his expression: "Hey, is there a sour feeling in my heart?"

With a light tap on his chest, Shen Antong threw down the blades of grass and stood up in a chic manner.

"Your sister is experiencing that right now. ”

- So, in other words, Ling Yaoqing's reaction was because she was jealous? and she was jealous because she liked me?

Looking at Ling Yaoqing, who was fighting bravely in front of him, Ren Jianfei showed a knowing smile.

"Dad, it seems that this time, you don't have to worry about me not finding my wife......"

……

To say that the Sword Kiln Sect Master is most worried about this son, it is not that he will cause trouble outside, nor that he will be bullied by others, but that it is his lifelong event.

It all started much earlier.

In the beginning, as the only son of the sect master, Ren Jianfei was originally cultivated as the heir of the sect.

However, because this little young master is born with a free mind and does not like the life of one board and one eye, and the craftsmanship of this refining weapon is dull and hard, which is obviously not his favorite.

In the early days, the disciples tried the training of "pottery teaching", that is, to make embryos from clay molds. Although it looks like something similar to a child's thing, for them, it is the foundation of refining weapons that must be mastered.

When the elders came to inspect, the clay molds of others were all upright, only Ren Jianfei made them, and they cracked after not being stable for long. Although he struggled to fill it with mud blocks, the final shape was still quite crude.

Ren Jianfei still remembered that the elder was originally caressing the white beard, and would smile and comment on each clay model work. But when he commented on him, the elder's smile suddenly froze on his face. If you want to scold, the other party is a little young master, how can you give a little face, but you have to praise it, in the face of such a "work", they really can't boast about it.

Clay mold firing, complete defeat!

Disciples who learn refining weapons must also learn the foundation of the formation first. Every day, they need to sit in a small class like a student and listen to their husband's lectures.

This array of Taoism is not just enough to be able to draw formations, it also involves a large number of formulas. In order to explain the formula thoroughly, the gentleman must also give them some arithmetic knowledge from time to time.

Although refiners and talismans are not professional array mages, what they have to learn is only a small part of the formation path, and they have their own emphasis depending on their profession. But even this small part is also difficult for Ren Jianfei.

Every time he went to class, he hid his head behind the textbook, and as his husband explained, his head was very rhythmic little by little. Halfway through the lesson, the sleepy bug completely defeated him, and he would lie forward, and the whole person would completely fall on the desk.

Mr. saw it in his eyes, but he thought that he was the little master of the sect, and it was inconvenient to punish him too much, so he could only sigh and shake his head, and continue to use his unique hypnotic voice to explain the next formula to everyone.

Don't look at Ren Jianfei's usual life, every time he sends out the exam papers, it will be his "Good Friday".

In the last few teams, he always managed to be on the list. It was indispensable to be whipped severely by the sect master.

This time, his score hit a new low, a dazzling 30 points, which remained on the exam paper clearly.

It seems that even Mr. did not expect that he could teach such a student who knew nothing. During the correction, he was emotional many times, and the tip of the pen frequently pierced the back of the paper.

Formation Dao Learning, complete defeat!

Gradually, rumors began to spread within the sect, "The little master of the sect master's family, the refining foundation is not as good as that of the outer disciples." ”

Ren Jianfei naturally heard these rumors. But he never took it to heart, and every day he still held a straw pole in his mouth, swaying leisurely.

In his opinion, the road to success is not only one way to refine the instrument, why is it that if he can't burn the embryo himself, he must be a waste? Yesterday he spent an afternoon finding a shortcut for the ants to move, can the other disciples do it?

If it were in another sect, this kind of "second ancestor of waste wood" would inevitably be bullied by his brothers and sisters. But perhaps because of Ren Jianfei's cheerful personality, even if he is sarcastically spoken, he always laughs it off. There is nothing delicious and fun, and he is never stingy, and he still has a good relationship with a group of disciples.

Initially, Ren Jianfei had to study with other disciples because he lived in this environment, but when he was reprimanded by his father and Sect Elders again and again because of his bad grades, he finally couldn't help but resist.

"What are you talking about, you don't want to refine weapons?" Hearing this, the Sword Kiln Sect Master blew his beard angrily and glared.

Ren Jianfei Zhenzhen said: "Everyone has their own ambitions, my hobby is really not here, even if I barely learn, I will definitely have limited achievements in the future, so won't it still smash the signboard of our sword kiln sect?"

"You ......" the Sword Kiln Sect Master struggled to gasp a few times, "Okay, then tell me about it, what is your hobby?"

As soon as he said this, Ren Jianfei's spirit immediately soared: "I have had a goal since I was a child, I want to visit famous mountains and rivers, recite poems and paint, and be an excellent traveler!"

Seeing his son's smiling face, which "didn't know the taste of sorrow", the Sword Kiln Sect Master burst into a rage: "You're really going to me off to death! What kind of hobby are you? You are completely unprofessional! Without a skill, where will the money for your life come from in the future? What do you eat and drink?"

Ren Jianfei is even more straightforward: "Why does a hobby have to be associated with making money? If you like to do something, just because it can make money, can it still be called a hobby? It is better to simply say that it is 'love money'." For example, Dad, you like refining weapons so much, is it because refining tools can make money?"

The Sword Kiln Sect Master was so angry that he was speechless, so he could only beat his chest again and again, sighing how he had given birth to such a "bad son". And when he was angry, Ren Jianfei had already swaggered out and continued to live his happy life.

(End of chapter)