Chapter 11: The First Conflict of Consciousness
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This day's training amazed the four beams and eight pillars who had just returned to the mountain!
And these old bars also saw what these exercises meant!
It's no wonder that these cubs are howling like wolves, and the eyes of people are all green! This is definitely drilled, this thing is, as long as it's a person, it's green!
After watching the day's training, the flying harrier pulled the four beams and eight pillars for a while, and finally agreed to let Zixuan talk about the smashing of the red kiln with the young shopkeeper on their behalf.
In their opinion, smashing a red kiln under such training should not be a big deal! The main thing is that the casualties of the cubs are not too high.
In Zixuan's opinion, as long as the plan is right, it is not difficult to smash a red kiln with a very small loss. The main thing is: these exercises of the young shopkeeper seem to be useful, but I don't know if they are actually useful.
"Less shopkeeper, we have summed it up, we can send someone to explore the bottom of this red kiln first." Zixuan found Tu Qianjun that night, and the two of them sat on the kang and Zixuan gave Tu Qianjun the answer.
"The main thing is, do you have any ideas for the shopkeeper?!"
"Uncle Xuan is polite! Just call me a soldier. Tu Qianjun smiled politely, he could see that this Zixuan should also be a regular soldier.
Those who have been in the military all the year round will have an inexplicable temperament. This kind of temperament can only be felt by people who have also been in the army all year round.
And the reason why Zixuan didn't feel Tu Qianjun's military temperament was also related to Tu Qianjun's need to deliberately erase his military temperament due to his long-term overseas operations in his previous life.
However, as Tu Qianjun, who had been in the army for more than ten years in his previous life, he had already felt the lingering military spirit of Zixuan from the first meeting.
I really don't know where my father dug this guy from, Tu Qianjun muttered to himself.
If the road is to go on, then the level of knowledge of the bearded people must be improved! At the very least, they have to be literate!
But most of the bearded people are very resistant to literacy! Many people are passive and slacking off, and some even turn around and leave! Among them, there are three leading leopards.
For this reason, Tu Qianjun specially found the leopard in the forest for a deep talk. As long as this one is convinced, then the other beards will not have much resistance.
"Third uncle, can you tell me why you don't want to be conscious?!" Tu Qianjun sat on the edge of the kang and said with a smile as he looked at the leopard who was lying down angrily with him.
"What's the use of knowing that thing?! Can you eat it as a meal?! Can you fight?! "To put it in my heart, I like my nephew very much, and he is willing to cooperate with the literate child.
But let the Leopard and a group of cubs learn to read and write, and the Leopard felt that he had lost his face. The dignified three masters actually have to squat together with the cubs to read and write! What a shame!
Besides, haven't we been illiterate in forest leopards for so many years?! Isn't it still on the kiln when it is smashed?! The big shopkeeper is also illiterate, and he didn't build Ertou Mountain like an iron bucket?!
The literate Zixuan and Guanyu are still doing things under the big shopkeeper! Therefore, in the eyes of the leopard, there is no difference between those who are literate and those who are illiterate!
"Third uncle, have you ever thought about finding a third aunt for us to come back??" Tu Qianjun didn't directly answer the words of the piercing leopard, but asked with a smile.
"What's going on here?! Let's be happy with this single! Find a mother-in-law to come back and take care of yourself, isn't that looking for sin?! Piercing Lin Leopard didn't expect Tu Qianjun to suddenly ask about this, but he still smashed his mouth and replied.
Tu Qianjun smiled, he could see from the eyes of the leopard that the third uncle was insincere, if he could really do it, did the leopard really not want to find a mother-in-law?! But that's just a thought.
First of all, the identity of your own beard, whose girl is willing to live with you?! Squatting on the mountain is said to be happy, but there is no meal all year round, not to mention that there are not a few days before you dare to go down the mountain.
And this bearded woman has a bad reputation, and she has to worry about her husband almost every day, maybe one day he will suddenly disappear!
"Third uncle, don't you really want to find a mother-in-law?! You don't want to, but Junzi tells you: I want to! The smile on Tu Qianjun's face gradually faded.
When the leopard heard this, he didn't refute it, but slowly sat up, moved to the edge of the kang, took out a dry tobacco stick, and smoked the dry tobacco silently.
"But, third uncle, tell me how many mothers-in-law in our black land are willing to follow our gang of dreadlocks?!" The forest leopard did not respond to Tu Qianjun's words, still lowering his head and silently inhaling the dry smoke in his hand.
"Why?! Aren't we guys with handles?! We're born to be ashamed?! We don't have the ability to support our mother-in-law?! We're dirty?! We stink?! Why don't we guys who dare to pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers and can't find their mothers-in-law?! ”
Tu Qianjun stood up violently, and the words in his mouth were louder and louder! The questioning sentence by sentence was like a dagger inserted into the heart of the leopard!
"Why?! Why can those soft bones who nod their heads and waists be good mothers-in-law?! Why do those 'clean street tigers' who bully men and women have a few aunts?! ”
Oh, yes! Are we ashamed of these guys?! We don't rob the people, we only smash those who are rich and unkind! Let's distribute food to the people, and let's help those poor brothers who are bullied to get angry! Are we ashamed?!
Why?! Why can't we, iron-clad men, and these bastards who are dedicated to destroying the common people, find their mother-in-law in a fucking way?! Why can those deflated calves who only nod their heads and waists be called good mothers-in-law?!
Those who are rampant and domineering in the township and village, bullying men and women, can lead a few aunts and wives?!