I didn't go into the house, but came to a small tomb next to the hut, which was the old man's grave.

After ordering the paper and putting the baked cakes on the table, Jiang Fan muttered: "Old man, the baked cakes are here, they taste good, don't be reluctant to eat them, it's the New Year, eat more." ”

After sitting in front of the grave for a long time, until the sun went around due south and began to tilt, Jiang Fan got up and returned to the old house, wanting to clean the old house, but when he pushed the door in, the old house was neat and tidy.

When Jiang Fan was puzzled, a voice came from behind.

"You're the kid the old man adopted?"

Jiang Fan turned his head abruptly and saw an old man with a childish beard, the old man was thin and small, but he seemed to be in good spirits. However, the reason why Jiang Fan was taken aback and turned back suddenly was that Jiang Fan didn't notice when the old man came behind him, which doesn't make sense, Jiang Fan was said by Wei Ming to be the number one master in Shahe County, naturally it is not unreasonable, he has high force, and his vigilance is naturally good.

Jiang Fan said suspiciously, "Who are you?"

Although the old man didn't give him a sense of threat, Jiang Fan still secretly made a defensive posture, and his years of gangster career gave him a strong sense of crisis.

The old man's eyes that had begun to be cloudy looked Jiang Fan up and down, and he slowly spoke: "It turns out that he is still a practitioner. ”

After speaking, he did not evaluate, but put down a pheasant in his hand. I walked to the stove, added water to the pot, and made a fire, as if I was going to cook.

Jiang Fan frowned, this old man revealed this strangeness everywhere, since he knew that he was the son of the old man, and now he occupied someone else's house, but he didn't say anything. "Old man, are you going to live here?"

The old man added firewood again, did not look back, but spoke slowly. "Well, the old man said before his death that if he died, I could live here, in his impression, you should be able to get ahead, and you won't compete with me for this small cabin!"

Jiang Fan frowned secretly when he heard this, a hut, someone lived in, Jiang Fan did not object, but he didn't know what friends the old man had before his death, and he had never seen this old man.

So he wondered, "But I never knew that the old man had such a friend as you?"

The old man seemed to be angered by Jiang Fan's words, turned around, and saw Jiang Fan's suspicious eyes, and in an instant, he became angry, and his hair stood on end, and Jiang Fan could feel a strange momentum burst out from the old man's thin body, giving him a feeling of rushing out of the door.

Jiang Fan's back was cold, knowing that he had met a master, although he knew that it was futile, he still resisted the urge to rush out of the door, put on a defensive posture, raised all his spirits, and waited for it.

However, the old man's momentum came and went quickly, but the old man scolded. "You little calf, do you think I'm lying to you? This is a shitty house, I need to lie to you when I live in! Stupid! Stupid!"

How could Jiang Fan endure the scolding of others, and was about to stop it, but he heard this old man scolding: You ungrateful boy, you owe Lao Tzu such a big gift to you, and you would have let you sit and die in front of the old man's grave if you knew it.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, an old man's face immediately flashed in Jiang Fan's memory, as if it was the old man in front of him, Jiang Fan remembered it and was a little embarrassed for a while.

It turned out that in the year when the old man died, Jiang Fan sat in front of the old man's grave as if he was enchanted, and finally sat unable to move, and then he remembered that he should have been unconscious in front of the old man's grave, but in the end he woke up in the old man's room, when he was very weak, he only heard an old voice shouting for him to drink medicine and help him up!

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw seemed to be the old man in front of him.

Jiang Fan hurriedly apologized: "I forgot for a while, it's been a long time, don't be angry, it's me who is wrong." ”

The old man didn't believe his explanation at all, and said angrily: "Fart, Lao Tzu sees that you are dying, and he has spent all his efforts to wash your essence and marrow, your memory will only be better, how can you forget!"

Jiang Fan also had to explain that he had just woken up from a coma, and he only glanced at it, but the old man had already stopped him from continuing to explain, and only heard the old man say: "Shut up, Lao Tzu is hungry, you get out of here!"

Jiang Fan saw that the old man was really angry, and raised his feet to leave, but seeing the old man cooking in an orderly manner, Jiang Fan had an idea and said: "Old man, I was wrong today, but my cooking skills are okay, or I will make amends for you by cooking a meal." ”

The old man was cutting some weeds indiscriminately, preparing to boil chicken soup, after listening to what Jiang Fan said, he glanced at Jiang Fan suspiciously, saw that Jiang Fan was sincere, snorted, retreated, and agreed.

Jiang Fan stepped forward to look at the size of the fire, added a few sticks of firewood to it, and his mouth was not idle. "If you want to make a good meal, the size of the fire is important. ”

The old man snorted but still didn't speak, Jiang Fan felt funny, the person he met today turned out to be an old child.

Jiang Fan continued to swing the pheasant, the big knife in his hand rolled and flew in his hand, and after a while, he actually peeled off the chicken with a beautiful posture, clean and abnormal.

The old man finally couldn't help but be curious. "Huh, boy, there are two hits!"

Jiang Fan smiled and continued: "Old man, in addition to the size of the fire, what about making a homely meal, another important thing is the size or thickness of the cuts, cut the chicken like me, the thickness is uniform, and what do you think the appearance looks like?"

The old man took a look at it and said in surprise: "Like a phoenix?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "The old man's eyesight is really good!"

With Jiang Fan's affirmation, the old man didn't know what he thought of, and laughed out loud. The second monk Jiang Fan was puzzled and shouted to the old man, but the old man ignored him.

After laughing, the old man's face was ruddy, and he praised him: "Good!

Jiang Fan said helplessly: "Old man, what's so good about this?"

The old man naturally knew that Jiang Fan was puzzled, and he didn't explain, but said with a smile: "Good creativity!"

Jiang Fan shrugged his shoulders, he didn't know what kind of idea this was, and in the end he could only say that this old man had never eaten anything good.

The old man originally wanted to make soup, but Jiang Fan saw that the old man liked the shape of the phoenix so much, so he temporarily changed his mind, but made steamed chicken, made seasonings, and finally put it on the wooden table.

Jiang Fan turned his head and just sat down on the table, but found that the old man picked up the whole chicken domineeringly and ate it directly.

Jiang Fan said helplessly: "Old man, I haven't eaten either, leave me a little!"

The old man didn't listen at all, and finally chewed on the muscle and said, "Little guy, it's not that my old man is stingy, I really can't help it today!"

The old man was eating chicken and asked about Jiang Fan's current situation. "You're not a chef now, are you? ”

Jiang Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "The chef should actually be quite good, but I'm not even as good as a chef now!"

Jiang Fan said lightly, but how could the loss and guilt in his heart be hidden from the old man with a burning eye, the old man slowed down the speed of eating chicken, and asked, "Why don't you cook it?"

didn't hide it, Jiang Fan truthfully told the old man his current identity, and the old man looked at Jiang Fan quietly and said, "This is not your way, has something happened?"

In the old man's words, Jiang Fan had indeed encountered an accident.

Jiang Fan regarded the old man as the old man's friend, and he regarded it as an uncle, and he no longer concealed these things, these things were pressed in his heart, no one knew, and now that someone listened, he would not hide it.

After being healed by the old man, he felt that he should still study and go to school, which was the old man's wish and his way out!

So he began a career of part-time work and study.

In the process of working and studying, he discovered a surprising phenomenon!

My head is becoming more and more effective, I have a good understanding when I read, I can understand what the teacher has said immediately, and then I can learn to understand it directly by reading books. I also remember things very quickly, although I don't have the ability to remember, but I can almost remember it after reading it two or three times!

And his strength is getting bigger and bigger, not the normal increase that he gets older! He found himself able to do three times as much work as others at work, and he could recover immediately after a little rest and a little food!

He couldn't find the reason, it could only be attributed to his good physique!

He's ecstatic! He's excited! He's feeling like tomorrow will be brilliant!

When I think about it now, I still have a feeling of excitement. Jiang Fan looked at the old man and said seriously: "Old man, although I don't know how much effort it took you to make me like this, I am really grateful to you!"

The old man waved his hand and said: "The old man is kind to me, and I am still the old man's kindness, and I saw that you had filial piety back then, and I was willing, don't say thank you!"

After Jiang Fan was grateful, he continued: "But happiness is sad, and soon I encountered an incident. It changed my life. ”

Seven years ago, the year he was about to take the college entrance examination, because of a heroic rescue of beauty, he injured several gangsters, and his life was disrupted since then.

At first, it was only three or four, and then there were more than a dozen, and when Jiang Fan was able to rely on his flexible body and strong strength to avoid the pursuit of twenty gangsters, he was targeted by the big guys, and Jiang Fan was the big man in his eyes at that time!

He had a lot of strength, and when he finally ran out of strength, he was finally knocked down by others.

He clearly remembered that day, a man named Scar on his face looked at him condescendingly and gave him two choices.

One, he broke his leg and threw him into a beggar's heap to beg on the street to help make money.

Second, be a thug for ten years, and then regain your freedom!

Jiang Fan could only choose the second one.

Then, he began his career as a gangster.

After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh, but he turned around.