Chapter 43: Impetuous and bloodthirsty

Uncle Shi took out a chair from the corner and gave it to Feng Jing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info then continued to bury her head in reading, she was a quiet woman, which reminded Feng Jing of Wang Jingqiong again.

Feng Jing took the chair, sat down on the side of the street, looked up, and looked at the starry sky that was cramped by the houses.

He began to meditate again, perhaps all his life - there was no point in coming to the East Side.

A motorcycle stopped in front of the shop, and Feng Jing saw that it was his Uncle Zhu, so he quickly stood up and shouted, "Uncle Zhu." ā€

At this time, his aunt had already greeted him, holding a glass of water in her left hand and a towel in her right hand, smiling and not speaking.

Zhu Qing waved his hand to Feng Jing, signaling that he didn't need to be so restrained, turned around and said softly to his wife: "Danyu, you go back first, see if my daughter is asleep, I'll be back in a while, there is no water to send." ā€

"Hmm." The uncle and aunt known as Danyu gently pressed her head, glanced at Feng Jing, showed a smile, took the books on the table and walked out of the shop, walked five or six meters and looked back a little uneasy, and shouted cordially: "Qing, don't be too late." ā€

Zhu Qing's smile was even brighter at this time, and it seemed to be to express - there is a woman who truly loves you, and it is worth it no matter how hard and tired you are.

He pouted and smiled at her, but did not speak, and only turned around when she turned and walked into the alley.

"Uncle Zhu." Feng Jing hurriedly withdrew his eyes and paid attention to Zhu Qing.

With a smile on his face, Zhu Qing sat down on the steps in front of the door, waved his hand, and motioned for Feng Jing to sit in front of him.

Feng Jing sat down beside him, and was about to open his mouth to speak, but was blocked by his uncle's raised hand: "You want to ask why your uncle is here to deliver bottled water, right?" ā€

"Hmm." Feng Jing nodded yes, with his uncle's ability, he can live like a god without working.

Zhu Qing raised his head and looked at the starry sky: "You saw the smiles of Qingqing and your uncle, right?" ā€

"See." Feng Jing was puzzled and also learned from his uncle, and looked up at the starry sky, "What's wrong with that?" ā€

Zhu Qing put his arm on Feng Jing's shoulder and said meaningfully: "That's it, don't you think they laugh beautifully, and I'm also very happy?" ā€

Their smiles? Yes, every time he saw Su Rong's smile, he always felt an inexplicable joy in his heart. No matter how much she has been wronged, as long as she sees her smile, the haze in her heart will disappear, why is this?

Today, he finally had a clue that there were still so many happy moments in his life.

"Uncle Shi, then you don't have to send bottled water?" Feng Jing still asked his puzzled questions.

"Uncle Shi asked you, what are you doing in Dongcheng?" Zhu Qing didn't answer his question, but asked rhetorically.

"Come to Dongcheng to study!" Feng Jing replied without thinking.

"Why do you want to come to study?"

Feng Jing bit his lower lip slightly, and his eyes slanted and still pulled his master out as a shield: "Master asked me to come, I don't know what the use of learning those is there, and it is easy to rob with my ability." Feng Jing was exaggerated.

"Stinky boy." Zhu Qing slapped the back of Feng Jing's head fiercely.

Feng Jing covered his head, fell to the side, and pouted slightly: "Uncle Shi, I'm just talking, you don't need to be so strong, I don't dare to give me ten guts!" Feng Jing looked at Zhu Qing in fear.

Yes, he wouldn't dare to give him ten guts, or he wouldn't have stayed in school so honestly a long time ago.

Pop, there was another sound, and Zhu Qing's raised hand fell on the back of his head again: "Tell me, I think you don't just talk about it, you even killed people, or talk about it?" ā€

Zhu Qing raised his palm and wanted to slap him, Feng Jing hurriedly begged for mercy: "Uncle, uncle, I know it's wrong." Seeing that Zhu Qing withdrew his hand, he asked timidly, "Uncle Shi, heart, I have cultivated quietly enough, why did I become so impetuous and bloodthirsty after coming to Dongcheng." Feng Jing still asked this long-thinking question.

Zhu Qing said thoughtfully: "Impetuous, this is the answer you asked why your uncle is here to send water, impetuous people have careers and hard work, which is also why your master sent you down the mountain." ā€

Feng Jing touched his head and said, "I don't understand." ā€

"You'll understand later." Zhu Qing looked at the sky thoughtfully, "Bloodthirsty, you won't stay away from that girl named Wang Jingqiong." ā€

"Why?" Asked without thinking, suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned his head and showed a frightened expression, "Uncle Shi, the person who spies on me can't be you, right?" ā€

Zhu Qing looked at himself with Feng Jing's eyes, and then turned his head to look at the pile of bottled water: "Do you think I'm so free?" ā€

"Who's that?"

"You will know in the future, your master is all for your good, and I am afraid that you will cause trouble with your own ability."

"It's also for my good?"

"You'll find out later."

Feng Jing pursed his lips, angry, but he couldn't show it, and muttered: "Everything is later, and when will it be in the future." ā€

Zhu Qing ignored his complaints, stood up, and threw a message to him while cleaning up the bucket outside: "Stay away from that girl named Wang Jingqiong, otherwise your master will really kill her." ā€

"Why?" Feng Jing stood up and shouted loudly.

"No, just because he is your master, you just need to remember that he is for your good." Zhu Qing looked at the starry sky, "Think about what happened recently before going to bed, you are a smart person." ā€

He's a smart guy? Why haven't I figured it out after thinking about it for so long? Well, he admits that what he calls thinking is aimless thinking, with no starting point and no end point. Now that his uncle had given him a central point, he didn't have to wait until he fell asleep, and he began to have a clue.

His master once said that everything in the world complements each other and defeats each other.

Wang Jingqiong is his nemesis, which makes his calm heart unable to be peaceful, and he begins to be bloodthirsty and likes to kill?

He began to be afraid, and he had promised her to protect her.

But the truth is right in front of you, it can't be a coincidence every time, not to mention that my heart is so calm now.

He sat down on the steps, staring blankly at the street that had become quiet.

He had also planned to call her at night when no one was there and tell her that he was okay.

He also wanted to hear her delicate voice to soothe the dull night.

Master will kill her. It ruined all his thoughts......

"Your aunt and uncle have put away your clothes in bed, the toothbrush and everything are newly bought, take a shower and go to bed early, and help your uncle deliver water tomorrow." Zhu Qing pulled the electric car into the shop and said.

Feng Jing had a lazy expression, turned his head to his uncle, and did not speak.

Help him deliver water? Fainted, don't have to go to school?

Seeing that he was silent, Zhu Qing walked over and kicked his thigh: "Stinky boy, don't you want to?" ā€

"How dare you, you are all for my good, it's too late for me to be happy." Feng Jing still lowered his head and said reluctantly.

Zhu Qing raised his right hand, and it seemed that he was going to pat his head again, Feng Jing hurriedly pointed behind his uncle: "Uncle, uncle." Then he went into the house in a flash.

Zhu Qing turned around in a little panic, didn't see anyone, and when he turned his head, Feng Jing was no longer in front of him. He looked left and right, lowered his voice and shouted, "Stinky boy, if you use your power again, I will break your legs." ā€

"Uncle Shi, you keep fighting." Feng Jing turned his back and walked proudly towards the small room that was six or seven square.

Zhu Qing had an angry expression, and was about to step forward to break his legs, when the iron gate was suddenly pulled down for no reason: "Feng Jing, you can make a joke, this is not a joke." ā€

"Got it, Uncle Shi." Feng Jing's originally proud face brushed off all of a sudden, stood on his feet, and replied solemnly.

Feng Jing offended his teachers who no one dared to offend him, they brought him up, taught him a skill, and let him grow up.

They are like his biological parents, as children, no matter how powerful they are, they dare not raise their hands and attack their parents, which is against morality and heavenly principles, and will be thundered by the sky.

People should know gratitude, which was taught to him by his teachers since he was a child, and he also remembered it in his heart. Everything is according to the wishes of his teachers, and he understands that as parents, they will not teach their children in a bad way, and what they do is for his good.

It's just that as I get older, I don't think it's good, and there is a conflict when I have ideas, but as a "filial son", I won't work hard against my "parents", no matter how avant-garde my ideas are, it's also a disguised way to change the thoughts of my "parents".

Feng Jing is a very "filial son", who has been strengthened by his teachers for seventeen years on the isolated mountain, and if he is not filial, it is a wonderful flower.

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