11. Chapter 11

Facing Ling Chusi's look of annoyance and disdain, the young man in the scribe shirt was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "In Xia Shen Yi, my father Shen Faxing!" ā€

Ling Chusi interrupted the other party's words again, and said with an inexplicable expression: "Shen Faxing? Is it Chen Chaodong, the son of Marquis Shen Ke, that Shen Faxing? I remember that Shen Faxing's son was not named Shen Lun? Where did you come from? ā€

Shen Yi was so angry that his face turned red, but when it came to his own family background, he patiently explained angrily: "Shen Lun is the elder brother of the next family!" ā€

"Oh." Ling Chusi replied disapprerovingly, and then said bluntly: "I've heard of your grandfather, your father, and even your brother's name has been heard a little, but I haven't heard of you, tsk......"

Shen Yi finally couldn't help but raise his hand and slash over, and said angrily: "The demon girl is unreasonable! ā€

This sour Confucian nerd learned some kung fu with his fists and feet, and it was with the folding fan in his hand that he used as a weapon. Speaking of which, the folding fan is quite elegant as a weapon, but what this nerd learns is actually a showmanship, and it is okay to meet those street gangsters who can only punch and kick moves but do not understand internal strength, and when he encounters a master of Ling Chusi's level, his fancy shelves only have some ornamental value, or the kind of street monkey show.

Ling Chusi picked up the ape bone flute he hung on his waist, and impatiently threw a move at the nerd, "Hibiscus and Ty".

The martial arts routine of the Hundred Flowers Whisk Acumen is derived from the ancient thaumaturgy, the secret biography of the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and the foundation of the meridians, the sect of the acupuncture path, which can be called the Wanhua mastery of defeating the enemy in the face of war and saving people from the near death. Hibiscus is taken from the saying "refers to the hibiscus and Tilian", which seems to be soft and delicate, but in fact, it can easily control the enemy, making its body limited and stiff as wood and stone.

Shen Yi's already shallow true qi was directly discharged under Ling Chusi's move, and he couldn't lift it up in one breath, he was still rushing over violently, but at this time, his body became stiff, and because of the momentum he had just now, he couldn't stand on his feet, Ling Chusi's dexterous sideways, the nerd dressed in a scribe's Confucian shirt directly threw himself on the wall with a folding fan in his hand, and the fan in his hand was torn apart in an instant, not to mention, even the face was red and swollen for most of the time. The forehead that collided directly with the rough wall was even more scratched.

"When you go out, be cautious in your words and deeds." Ling Chusi didn't have the heart to look at the wolf who was a Confucian nerd at all, but he just said these eight words slowly, and his tone was as calm as ever.

- If this nerd didn't call her "little demon girl" but replaced it with the "old witch" that has been circulating in the rivers and lakes recently, Ling Chusi felt that he might be impatient and beat him up (āŠ™vāŠ™) Hmm......

After solving the problem that suddenly appeared to stir up the situation, Ling Chusi hung the ape bone flute back on his waist, and then turned to Wei Zhenzhen, who was already stunned, and smiled slightly: "Have you thought about it?" ā€

Because of the shock and shock, Wei Zhenzhen couldn't react for a while. As for Lao Wei and Sister-in-law Wei, their eyes were a little trembling when they looked at Ling Chusi. It was that Feng Dahu, who originally thought that Ling Chusi was just the eldest lady of a wealthy family, but now that he found out that the other party's kung fu, he also knew that he was definitely not an ordinary young lady from a rich family, and saw that Ling Chusi was obviously eyeing Wei Zhenzhen today, for fear that he would offend her by accident, his wandering eyes rolled, and he had already nodded at Ling Chusi with a smile and retreated a few steps, and then said to the old Wei family: "I still have work to do at home, let's forget about today's affairs for the time being, the money you owe, We'll talk about that another day. ā€

After speaking, Feng Dahu turned around and ran away as soon as he slipped away.

With such a small person, Ling Chusi naturally wouldn't stop him, but noticed that Wei Zhenzhen, who had been tense all the time, seemed to have finally eased his panic and anxiety with Feng Dahu's departure.

Ling Chusi sighed in his heart.

"Thank you, girl, for your kindness." After Wei Zhenzhen recovered some of her spirits, she knelt down directly for Ling Chusi, because seeing that she was younger than herself, Wei Zhenzhen didn't know what to call her for a while, and finally called out to the girl vaguely.

Ling Chusi stretched out his hand and directly pulled the person up.

"No need." Ling Chusi shook her head and said lightly, she glanced at Wei Zhenzhen deeply, and asked casually, "What are you going to do next?" ā€

Wei Zhenzhen's chapped lips trembled, she bit her lip tightly, and was about to speak, but Wei's sister-in-law, who was trembling with fear just now, rushed over and pulled Wei Zhenzhen into her arms, with a silly smile on her mean face, she could still squeeze out a few tears, hugged her daughter and cried: "My poor daughter is ......"

When Sister-in-law Wei came over to pull people just now, Ling Chusi didn't stop them, otherwise, an ordinary village woman would never be able to drag people over from her hands.

Ling Chusi stood there, casually playing with his ape bone flute, seeing that although Wei Zhenzhen was a little shrunken, she still did not break free from Wei's sister-in-law's arms, she couldn't help but feel a little excited, and finally took a deep look at Wei Zhenzhen.

After the little girl named Wei Zhenzhen met her gaze, a little bit of struggle flashed on her somewhat beautiful little face, but her body shrank and lowered her head after a slight tremble.

Ling Chusi glanced at the pretending sister-in-law Wei lightly, and then looked at Wei Zhenzhen's father, the rickety man who was no different from dead alive, snorted slightly, turned around and left directly.

Immediately, the sour nerd who had just hit the wall and bumped out a bloody face dared to get up from the ground and limp away.

It wasn't until Ling Chusi and the nerd had gone away that Sister-in-law Wei let go of her hand that held Wei Zhenzhen in her arms, and could even be said to be pinching her arm, and raised her hand to slap her twice on the back.

Wei Zhenzhen stood outside the courtyard, tears rolling down her slender little face from pale to almost bloodless one by one, she was holding her arms in pain, but she only dared to cry silently.

A young lady selling daily groceries walked around the streets and alleys with a burden on her shoulders, and from time to time she shouted a few words of selling in a loud voice.

"Zhenzhen, what's wrong? How to cry like this. The lady who looked sturdy and seemed to have the strength to sell goods saw Wei Zhenzhen crying breathlessly, hurriedly walked a few steps over, took out the worthless old cotton cloth in her sleeve, helped her wipe the tears on her face, and kindly persuaded her: "Don't cry, isn't your father and mother at home, go home quickly!" ā€

"Kou, Kou Niangzi......" Hearing Kou Niangzi's words to let her go home, Wei Zhenzhen's body trembled slightly.

Kou Niangzi's family lives in the village outside the city of Yangzhou, Uncle Kou goes to the countryside to farm on weekdays, and Kou Niangzi walks the streets and alleys to sell some cheap daily groceries to supplement the family in her spare time. At the beginning of last year, Kou Niangzi's family just got a big fat boy, and now she is only a little more than a year old.

"Lady Kou, how is the family lately? How is Zhong'er? Wei Zhenzhen pinched the silk handkerchief that Ling Chusi had stuffed into her earlier, wiped her red eyes, and squeezed out some smiles to talk to Kou Niangzi.

Although Kou Niangzi is also an ordinary village woman, however, when she walks the streets and alleys to sell things, there are always maids from big families who secretly buy some cheap rouge gouache or sweet snacks from the corner gate.

However, when she talked about her son, who was just over a year old, the expression on Kou Niangzi's face immediately danced, and she smiled happily: "That kid is good!" Children grow up fast, almost every day! Now that he has some small baby teeth, he can already eat some rice paste, and the rest of the wheat harvested last year at home has been beaten with some fine noodles, and a small bowl of boiling water has been scalded and fed to him. ā€

Wei Zhenzhen also echoed and said a few words, listening to Kou Niangzi's brisk and hearty voice, her mood was a little more relaxed.

At this time, Wei Zhenzhen, who had almost not eaten water and rice from morning to now, suddenly heard a hungry grunt in her stomach, Wei Zhenzhen's face turned red, but Kou Niangzi was a straightforward character, and after taking out a piece of roasted wheat wrapped in oiled paper from the burden she was carrying on her shoulders, she stuffed it directly into Wei Zhenzhen's hand, and said with a smile: "This is what I left over at noon, don't dislike it." I see that you haven't been home, is it that your father and mother haven't come back? Wait a minute, then go to the neighbor's house to find a companion to play with, and go home early in the evening when your father and mother come back. ā€

Wei Zhenzhen's fingers trembled slightly, holding the oily paper bag that was still fragrant although it was already cold, and couldn't help but burst into tears in her eyes, but she was afraid of being seen by Kou Niangzi, so she hurriedly lowered her head and nodded vigorously, choked up, and tried to smile "um".

Kou Niangzi didn't doubt him, but her eyes fell on the delicate handkerchief in Wei Zhenzhen's hand, and finally kindly instructed: "Zhenzhen, I'm afraid your handkerchief is not cheap, if you stay by your side, you must put it away, in fact, I think that this kind of thing is precious and squeamish and difficult to take care of, it is better to take it to the pawnshop to redeem, and it is more appropriate to exchange some silver money by your side." ā€

Wei Zhenzhen looked at the handkerchief that Ling Chu Sisai gave her with some surprise, and when she heard that it could be exchanged for silver, her eyes suddenly lit up, she nodded vigorously, and said busily: "Xie Kou Lady reminds me, I'm going to find a charge shop to pawn the handkerchief." ā€

Kou Niangzi continued to walk the streets and alleys carrying the burden to sell groceries, Wei Zhenzhen saw Kou Niangzi go away, carefully folded the handkerchief and stuffed it into the rag placket to put it away, then opened the oil paper bag in his hand, and was about to take a bite of the cold roasted wheat in his hand, but suddenly his hand was weak, and he couldn't hold anything at all, and the roasted wheat just rolled down to the ground, and the clean dough was instantly covered with dust and dirt.

In the midst of a burst of laughter around her, a woman in white with fluttering clothes fell in front of Wei Zhenzhen, covering her lips with her hands, and her watery and bewitching eyes looked at Wei Zhenzhen for a long time, picky and a little satisfied.

"It's worthy of being the person that the Venerable Protector of the Flower Sect fancies." The woman in white, who acted with a bit of evil spirit, stretched out a slender and smooth finger, gently hooked Wei Zhenzhen's jaw, and chuckled softly.