Chapter 9 What are you waiting for, do it!

When Jiang Wazi's mother heard the child's grievance, she was immediately furious and pulled the child to the door. She cried all the way and accused An Feng of being ungrateful, and even beat the "milk brother". When An Feng's mother got the news and went out, Jiang Wazi's mother shouted louder.

"The child I raised, how can he bite me back when he grows up, and turn around to harm my son, is there any heavenly reason!" Jiang Wazi's mother sang in a long voice, and when she saw An Feng's mother leading An Feng out, she immediately found the target: "Secretary Feng, you are a member of the public family, you have to take good care of your children, you can't let him grow crooked like this, he is like this, your reputation in the unit is not good, right?" ”

An Feng's mother felt very embarrassed when she was scolded like this, she twisted her hands together, and she didn't know how to apologize or explain. An Feng pushed away his mother's cover, stepped forward, and asked with childish surprise: "Mom, am I born to Aunt Jiang?" How come I don't remember? ”

Jiang Wazi's mother replied smartly: "You were not born by me, you were raised by me......"

Next, An Feng couldn't answer, Jiang Wazi's mother recalled, sang and talked all kinds of things, trying to evoke An Feng's memories before he was a year old, but An Feng was even more surprised, he angrily asked his mother, and asked, "Mom, didn't you pay Aunt Jiang's nanny fee?" ”

Jiang Wazi's mother choked up, An Feng turned to face Jiang Wazi's mother, and continued to torture: "After getting paid, after finishing the work, isn't this a matter of course?" You said you raised me, so what's the deal with my mother's payment? Is it now the mainstream to take money and not work, once the person who takes the money does the work, the person who pays must be grateful to Dade? Otherwise, it's ungrateful? ”

The surrounding onlookers laughed, no way, An Feng's reputation in the compound is too good. Jiang Wazi's mother may have taken care of An Feng for a few months, but the time was too long for the people in the yard to remember. Now that it is such a long time ago and such a shadowy thing, besides, Jiang Wazi's mother is not unpaid labor, so grateful, could it be that the whole yard doll should be bullied by Jiang Wazi, once it resists, it will be ungrateful?

Jiang Wazi's mother was laughed at and ridiculed, and she couldn't get off the stage, and she made a difficult defense: "But ......, but, Fengfeng, I take care of you with all my heart, and it's me &%*&......%¥#@&& who and pee, you have forgotten these friendships, aren't these loves?" Why don't you kid remember any feelings, what a little white-eyed wolf......"

Many years later, An Feng became an unshakable educational example for parents in the hospital because of this quarrel. An Feng, who was not yet five years old at the time, had a logic in his words that was unimaginable to adults. Under the attention of onlookers, he tilted his head and thought for a while, and asked curiously: "Aunt Jiang, I don't understand the truth you said, but I understand that the truth is a little different from yours - you took my mother's money and did things carefully, isn't this the bottom line?" This should be the minimum that the payer asks of you. Otherwise, my mother is not related to you and gives you money for Mao? You've done the bare minimum, so why do you have to be thanked?

Oh...... Aunt Jiang just said that I don't remember love, what kind of love? Jiang Wazi secretly drank my milk and ate my sugar, and the aunt stood by and watched, and the aunt said 'ungrateful', is this what she said? ”

No one would have thought that An Feng had self-memory at a very young age, he remembered that his baby milk had been drunk by Jiang Wazi, and he still remembered that the candy that his mother stuffed in his pocket was forcibly searched by Jiang Wazi's brother and divided among his two younger brothers to eat, and he remembered that his toys were ...... An Feng never believed that Jiang's mother had no idea about it. He remembered that every time Jiang's mother stood by and watched, she only weakly persuaded her children not to go too far—that's all.

An Feng's question blew away his mother's last bit of guilt. Next, although Jiang's mother cried and resolutely refused to admit that there was such a thing, An Feng's mother believed it, and the onlookers also believed it. Everyone talked about it and condemned it in low voices.

An Feng's next sentence made Jiang's mother completely silent. He said, "Mother Jiang go home, don't make trouble." Jiang Wazi took the candy that didn't take the child, who should I ask about this? The children taken care of by the aunt can't speak, they can't blame Jiang Wazi, but the Jiang Wazi brothers have never lacked sugar to eat, they like to show off outside, they like to take candy to gluttony, exchange money for toys, and the big children in the courtyard have seen it. Can Auntie tell me where all this candy came from?

Well, this matter is a big noise, does Jiang's mother still want to be a nanny in the future? ”

Mother Jiang was stunned for a long time, and An Feng added unhurriedly: "Aunt Jiang, you always said in the past: Don't mix with the doll matter. When Jiang Wazi used to bully others, she always laughed at those dolls and complained to adults, and asked us not to play with such people...... Aunt Jiang, how did you treat the complainant before? Today, it's Jiang Wazi who sues first, right? ”

Mother Jiang was completely speechless, and under the condemnation of the people around her, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, don't mix up the doll's affairs." You said this, you kid remember what you say today, don't sue me in the future! ”

What Jiang Wazi's mother didn't say was: I have three brothers in my family, and you have a younger brother in your family, don't believe you, don't be afraid.

Jiang's mother rushed away angrily, and her mother was silent for a long time after she left, and said lonely: "Actually, Aunt Jiang took care of you for a while, which is equivalent to reducing my burden and helping me a lot." ”

An Feng responded with a small face: "Mom, I didn't say that she was a bad person, and I didn't say that Brother Jiang Wazi said that she was a bad person, I just hated her for selling this as a favor, as if we didn't pay at the time." I remember that my mother's salary was not high at that time, and Aunt Jiang often raised the nanny fee, which made my mother always sit at home and worry. ”

The mother was silent for a long time and sighed: "It's not easy, her family also has three children, and she is still a family member...... Forget it, let's not talk about it. ”

After a trouble, the prestige of the three Jiang Wazi brothers fell to the bottom, but they had already received the tacit approval and support of their mother, so the three brothers wanted to save all this. Subsequently, the Jiang Wazi brothers embarked on the road of no return of "making trouble, failing, making trouble again, and failing again".

They kept instigating the able-bodied boys in the outer courtyard to make trouble, but once the number of foreign aid they recruited was small, it would not be enough for An Feng to move his muscles and bones alone; In case there are many people...... It was the festival of the children in the hospital, and An Feng would personally lead the children to play "war games", and the target of "torture and killing" was the troublemakers in the outer courtyard. Of course, An Feng's siege strategy is very skillful, but An Feng doesn't explain, and the children can't figure it out.

Initially, the three Jiang Wazi brothers were looking for peers, but after failing again and again, the people they were looking for were getting more and more beyond the level. After Jiang Wazi's two brothers went to school, the children who came to make trouble were all seniors, and this time they were children from sports schools...... An Feng decided that he couldn't bear it anymore.

For Xiao Qiang, who can't be killed, he has fallen into paranoia, and the blows are like springs being compressed for him, and the harder the blow, the more intense the next time, then ...... The bottom of the kettle is drawn. An Feng wanted to make them stinky and make them no longer able to invite foreign aid, so he looked at the three brothers Jiang Wazi with a look of relief, suddenly put aside the sports school students opposite, stepped forward and held Jiang Wazi's hand tightly with gratitude, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Jiang Wazi, you have finally come out, the apprentice of the national martial arts runner-up, such a person is worthy of joining forces with me." His belt is hung up, so he has extra face. ”

Turning around, he looked at the sports school student in front of him contemptuously, and asked disdainfully: "Well, did Jiang Wazi tell you, I hit people very painfully." ”

The little kid put away his martial arts posture and looked at the group of people in front of him in wonder, why was they still tense just now, and in a blink of an eye, they became affectionate and affectionate like a group of people. He felt that there was a ghost in it, so he only heard An Feng say again: "Actually, there is a rule in the fight in our courtyard, the person who loses must leave his shoes and belt, and then go home by himself with his bare feet and pants in both hands."

Ahh Since I went to school, there weren't many loot in our compound, you know, now my brother hasn't gone to school, and there aren't a few beautiful belts hanging in the yard, and I'm afraid that others will come to the yard to bully people...... Thank you for sending the belt, and thank you Jiang Wazi for inviting you to come. Well, by the way, are you ready for wound medicine? ”

"yes, yes, are you ready for the medicine?" The children next to him coaxed together and screamed excitedly: "Are you ready for the medicine?" ”

They felt that this sentence was particularly imposing.

The little boy on the opposite side stopped talking, he clenched his fists with both hands, and when the fists were over, his right leg stretched forward in a lunge, his left leg was drawn back without a bow or bridge, his left hand was in the back of a fist, his fist was covered in front of his chest, and his right hand was clenched and erected between his eyebrows...... It took two seconds to do this, and the little kid deliberately did it unhurriedly to show his demeanor - he felt that he was a big shrimp at this moment.

Seeing that the action was about to be completed, the right fist had been raised to the throat and was continuing to be introduced, and the little kid shouted out the name of the move: "Wave ......"

The words "chasing waves" had reached his lips, and his right fist had been raised to his throat, and the little kid's eyes flickered, and he noticed that An Feng on the opposite side had moved, and he quickly took a step forward and paused slightly...... It was this pause that caused the little kid to fall into the pit.

After years of hard training, the little boy's muscle reflexes are faster than the brain nerves, and seeing An Feng's body shaking, the little boy's right foot is steady, his right fist is retracted, and his left fist is lifted out at once. He doesn't continue to pose for the dance, the beautiful starting style is actually "dance poss", which just looks good, and the fight depends on the fist after all.

This left fist was swung out, and the little boy's brain reacted, and his regular left fist danced, and he did a complete "wave" action, and suddenly, he felt something in his left armpit, and a burning sting pain immediately entered his brain. The little kid subconsciously pressed down with his left fist, and swung out his right fist reflexively......

The punch was empty. At this time, the little kid reacted: he swung his left fist out at the usual speed, but because the opponent paused slightly, his left fist did not hit the person, because he continued to dance and wanted to finish the "wave" pose, but he didn't expect this pose to expose his armpits......

"Master", the second thought of the little kid immediately popped up. The armpits were exposed for just over a second, and what a keen eye and a decisive mind to hit there accurately in such a short period of time......

But that wasn't the end of it, as soon as the kid's second thought came to him, he felt a pain in the hamstring behind his knee, as if he had been kicked. The long-term exercise has made the little boy's muscles extraordinarily strong, and the strength of this kick is not great, but, like the punch on the armpit, how can a fist and kick with little power be so sore...... Of course, these ideas are all later.

At that time, without judging by the brain, the little kid lifted the painful leg like lightning and made a Muay Thai "knee swing", and the knee hit fiercely from the outside to the inside.

I remember that when the master taught this action, he said that this action was very dangerous. Whoever gets a knee will die. But the master also said that if people attacked him closely, if he didn't fight back like this, he would die, so ......, after the little kid put his knees out, he suddenly remembered: "So, I was attacked by someone?" ”

Everything that followed was a nightmare for the little kid. The knee swing action did hit an object, but the object was breaking away from him, so he followed the swing movement as if pushing the other party away from him, and then the little boy felt uncomfortable all over his body, it was not pain, it was an indescribable discomfort - his stomach was shaken by An Feng's hand.

There are some things that humans can't tolerate, otherwise there would be no word for "conditioning". After the little kid was hit hard in the stomach, the impact pushed the food in his stomach upside down, pushing it into his throat, and he felt a wave of nausea and a wave of weakness. At this time, he couldn't care about the moves, he could only reflexively hug his stomach, and then, he felt his head buzz, his ears were circled, and his sense of balance failed......

Next came An Feng's stormy blow.

The little kid felt that all kinds of ravages, all kinds of brutality, all kinds of destruction, all came to his head in an instant, he was like a small boat swaying in the wind and rain, pushed by An Feng's little fist, swaying in the wind and waves, the little fist hit people not heavy, but it was all kinds of soreness and itching.

Now, he finally knew how the group of losers in the past dropped their belts in the courtyard......

When the wind and rain subsided, the little boy collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud. Who made the move and how he coped with it during the whole fight, the little kid was dizzy and couldn't remember it at all.

How so? Why didn't he make a move? Is there such a trick? Is there any heavenly reason!

An Feng withdrew his hand and quietly looked around. Fortunately, it was not time to get off work, and fortunately, there were no adults paying attention.

An Feng became quiet, as if the child who collapsed on the ground had nothing to do with him, he was slightly panting, moved a few steps away, distanced himself from the cheerful child, and made a curious look at the excitement.

The cheers of the surrounding children shook the earth, and a child shouted loudly: "Jiang Wazi, traitor, call outsiders to come to our compound to make trouble, you are traitors to our compound!" ”

An Yang fanned the flames on the side: "That's it, what are you waiting for, do it!" ”