8. Controversy (2)

"You pay? What's the use of you paying, even if he participates in the first awakening, do you know how low the odds are? Even if he really has the talent to fight, who will pay for the money to study at the Combat Academy in the future? Am I out? Or are you out?"

The old man was about to roar, but Li Wu said again: "But don't say that you are out, your old man can't afford to pay this money." ”

"The Combat Academy is not a place for ordinary people to stay, every day of life there is burning money, just your meager village subsidy salary, if I guess correctly, there will be nothing left after deducting the first awakening, right?"

The old man's face was gloomy, but he didn't refute it, Li Wu was right, he was a rural teacher, and the pitiful subsidized salary he had saved over the years was basically nothing left for Li Wenhao to pay for his first awakening.

"Do you know what level of expense it is to be at the Combat Academy?" Li Wu continued to ask.

The old man closed his mouth and did not speak, his face pale.

Li Wu no longer ridiculed him, but said in a low voice: "As for the little money that first woke up, even if it is placed in the lowest-grade combat academy, converted into points within the academy, it will not stay for less than a month!"

The old man's face sank, he had heard that the consumption of the War College was very high, but Li Wu was right: he was indeed just an ordinary person.

But even so, the old man still didn't want to give up, because this was the purpose of his visit today, and it was actually just a incidental thing to come to visit the home and deliver things.

You can send things at any time, but when you wake up, it's only once in your life......

Thinking of this, the old man felt a little more firm, supported the table with both hands, leaned in front of Li Wu and said: "Li Wu, I know that your father and son have lived a very difficult life for so many years, and your lover left ......early."

"Shut up!" Li Wu, who was still sitting in a silent chair, suddenly became furious, roared, his eyes lit up, and he stood up suddenly.

This is an ordinary and even a sloppy man, but when he gets up, he is like a sleeping giant beast opening his eyes, with an inexplicable momentum.

An invisible wave exploded around the man, spreading rapidly, but when it burst out in front of him, it still paused, and quickly disappeared invisibly in the place in front of the old man.

The old man's face was as usual, and he didn't feel anything unusual at all, but he felt as if an evil wind had suddenly arisen just now, blowing his beard and hair flying wildly.

When he settled down again, he found that Li Wu had sat down again, but he was sitting in the original position where Li Wenhao was sitting, and in his original position, there was no trace of the chair......

What about chairs?

Just for a short moment, the old man selectively ignored this question, what does the chair have to do with him, and he didn't come to find a chair.

"Don't mention my wife again!" Li Wu said with a cold face.

"I ...... Don't mention it!" The old man, who wanted to continue talking with his neck in his hand, was glanced at by Li Wu's eyes that suddenly became cold, and swallowed his words back.

"Dad, sir, what's wrong?" Li Wenhao pushed open the door with a "bang" and ran in, still holding a half-torn couplet in his hand.

As soon as he was stepping on something outside and pasting a couplet, he heard Li Wu roar in the room, so frightened that Li Wenhao couldn't care about the half-glued couplet, so he ran in, for fear that the two would not be able to talk and fight again.

"Go back to the house!" Li Wu said coldly.

"But ......"

"Don't understand?" This time, the gaze was as cold as before.

Grunt!

Subconsciously swallowed his saliva, Li Wenhao raised the half-cut couplet in his hand and signaled.

The old gentleman said, "Go back to the house, and I'll write another one when the time comes." ”

While speaking, the old man didn't look at Li Wenhao, and Li Wenhao didn't dare to speak anymore, so he could only walk quickly towards the house.

Call~

After Li Wenhao entered the house, Li Wu suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and his face, which was already soaked in alcohol, turned a little pale.

The old gentleman took a deep breath, took advantage of this time to reorganize the train of thought that was suddenly interrupted by Li Wu just now, and said again: "Li Wu, I know that your father and son have had a bad time these years, but let me ask you, are you planning to go on like this for the rest of your life?" When your family of three came to the village, I followed the village chief and they arranged a place for your family of three. The lover's health is not good, although there is always a depression between your eyebrows and eyes at that time, at least you are still young and willing to work. But what do you look at now?"

Although he didn't want to listen to the ink in his ears from this bad old man, the old man, who had been a teacher all his life, still unconsciously led away his train of thought, which caused him to start thinking: ...... now?

Seeing that Li Wu was in thought, the old man finally gradually grasped the initiative, so he continued to speak: "I don't know what happened between you? But life has to go on, even if you... Gone, but at least think of your son! ”

"Although as a teacher, I am not qualified to criticize you, I also don't care enough about Wenhao, and I never even knew that so many unfair things had happened to him."

"Something unfair?" Li Wu looked puzzled.

"Li Wenhao, in the school, I will always be bullied by some classmates, and I am ashamed that as a teacher, I always thought that they were just a bad relationship. I thought that the writer could handle this on his own, but I never thought that the situation had become so bad that it was now. I've been teaching for half my life, and I'm a teacher!

However, it was my dereliction of duty as a teacher within the school, but what about outside the school? Why is it that on such a cold day, Li Wenhao has always been wearing such thin clothes, this is the most edge of Longteng, the northernmost part of Beijiang! Winter in Bac Giang can blow people to death, don't you know?

A 12-year-old child, with cracked and broken faces and hands, frostbitten ears, and a big winter, doesn't even have a hat, and you, Li Wu, are still drinking a lot of wine here, and I, an old man who has been half-cut into the ground, are calculating for a bottle of wine, and choose to ignore Li Wenhao's future for the sake of your rotten wine money.

I can't stand an irrelevant person, but you are still here intoxicated, indulging in the dreams of the past, indulging in the shadow of your lover's departure, then it's just your lover, isn't it Li Wenhao's mother?

If his mother was still around, what would you think of you now? Have you forgotten what you promised when you entrusted it to you?"

"Bang bang!"

The more the old man spoke, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but slam his fists on the table.

"Poor but ambitious, not complacent! Li Wenhao's grades are among the best in the class, but he is not proud, and even I can't find fault with what he does in terms of learning and not being complacent. But at the point of being poor and ambitious, I believe he must have told you, why did he choose to fight? Because of what? Because of poverty, all because of poverty! But he has never complained about you as a father in front of anyone, on the contrary, he has been defending you and his mother, your lover, so why do you want to stop him when he is unwilling to settle for difficulties and chooses his own future path?

Li Wu, be sober! ”

Li Wu sat on the chair in a daze, looking at the old man with his eyes intended.

The old man sighed, "How long have you... Haven't seen your son yet? ”

How long have you... Haven't seen your son yet?

Crack!

Like thunder, it resolutely swept over my heart.

Li Wu pressed his head, and there was a faint pain.

How long ago was the last time you cared about Li Wenhao? Autumn? Summer? Spring?

Or last winter?

Or the winter before last?

He couldn't remember it anymore, but the memories that had been blinded by alcohol in his mind were flooding up like seawater:

Li Wenhao seems to have been from a long, long time to the point that he doesn't know how long ago, there will always be bruises or purple scars on his body, face, and arms.

He hadn't told him that.

And he is just drinking heavily every day, ignoring him!

In the autumn, Li Wenhao got up early before dawn to go up the mountain to chop dry firewood, spent the winter at home, finished tossing, dragged his tired body and walked several miles to the school, and he just sat at the dinner table more than once, eating the porridge he made in advance, but never cared about whether he ate well, never cared about his tired body and tired eyes.

At night, a person who had drunk a day of alcohol and slept soundly for a day asked him to come back to cook for himself, and after eating, he continued to go back to sleep, while he still had to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, deal with his homework, and then go back to his cabin, lie on the bed, and deal with the wounds left by his classmates and the tired body after work.

Why did he never take care of him, and there was still some faint ...... in his heart Not refreshing......

Perhaps, the former self will insult and reprimand him, and let him not make noise to sleep!

I did these by myself, but why I don't have any impression at all, is it because the fake wine has broken my brain?

Li Wu tore his hair in pain, knocked his head with both fists, and made a "bang" sound!

Why, why is there no impression at all.

Li Wu clenched his teeth, like a wounded beast licking its wounds in the dark, and whimpered in a low voice: Wife, I obviously promised you to take care of Wenhao......

I still... What a bastard......

"Give him a chance!" An old man said slowly with a little sadness.

Li Wu raised his head from between his fingers and looked blankly at the old man in front of him.

"Why?" Li Wu asked in a hoarse voice: "These have nothing to do with you, it's my dereliction of duty as a father, why do you have to bear this?" ”

"Why?" The old man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "When I awakened at the age of twelve, I didn't find out that I had the corresponding talent, and then I spent more than ten years traveling all over Longteng. Since then, he has been teaching in the village.

More than ten years ago, in order to participate in a National Day ceremony, in the center of Longteng, further south of the Beijiang River, I met a person in a tavern, and I asked him a similar question at that time, and that person told me that it was for a better tomorrow, in order not to let the next generation live the same tomorrow as myself.

I'm not the one to fight, and I don't know how many powerful people are fighting for us ordinary people in places I don't know, but that doesn't stop me from respecting every fighter who fights for tomorrow!

And that person, who later heard that he was sent further north of the Bac River, to the place of war outside the country, to carry out a secret mission, and after that, there was no news of him in the empire.

That person, like your father and son, has the surname Li, and even has a martial character in his name, but he is a three-character name.

He is the leader of the previous generation, the heir of the Imperial Sword, known as the person most likely to reach the realm of the legendary three, the most genius of the human race for hundreds of years.

Li Guwu!"