"Wouldn't it be better if you didn't let him say it?" An Xian said softly: "Do you know a word?" It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, you don't need ten years for this matter, at most one day, which of your songs won't he laugh at you? You recite it smoothly the next day, and even know one more song, can he still speak it? You beat him like this, you won't or not, people should laugh or laugh, but they don't dare to laugh in front of you, but a group of people laugh at you behind your back, this kind of feeling, I believe you won't like it even more. ”

Seeing that he stopped talking, An Xian knew that he listened to him a little, and changed his words again: "Now, you think it's cool to beat him, but the consequences are borne by us for you, the money is gone, and the person is still injured, don't you feel more aggrieved now?" ”

Mo Qingyuan really lowered his head and thought about it seriously, indeed, not only was he not relieved now, but he was even more uncomfortable because of his father's injury.

"In the future, do things, do you have to think about the consequences? You are a child, you can't afford it yourself, you can't afford the money, you can't afford that chair, your father's injury is not because of that classmate's father, it's because you suffered. ”

"Think about it!" An Xian touched his head and got up to cook.

There were two masters left in the house, and Mo Zhicai said in a deep voice: "Dad never thought that his son would be so powerful. ”

Mo Qingyuan heard that Mo Zhi was talking back, and when An Xian said something just now, he also thought about it, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry Dad." ”

"You think it's good to learn martial arts, you don't like to study, I know, but what do you think learning martial arts is for? Is it used in this kind of place? If you think so, then you should never touch this thing again! I'd rather you only carry water, at least, not someone who only solves problems with your fists at every turn! ”

Mo Qingyuan seemed to be the first time to see Mo Zhi so angry, although he didn't scold or beat himself, but such an attitude was really the first time, and he couldn't help but panic: "I was so angry at the time that I didn't think about anything else." ”

"You're still young, next time you do it again, I'll still carry it for you, how many times do you think I can carry it for you, then you will keep committing it!" Mo Zhi waved his hand: "Go!" ”

Mo Qingyuan silently walked out of the house, squatted in the yard and took a branch, and unconsciously drew something on the ground.

It wasn't until An Xian cooked and came out to ask him to eat that he silently entered the house, and went out again without eating a few bites, and An Xian and Mo Zhi didn't call him, he needed to think about it.

After cleaning up, An Xian took out the ointment: "Come on, change the medicine for you." ”

Mo Zhi was not pretentious, took off his robe, and went naked.

Although An Xian is a modern soul and is accustomed to men being bare-chested, Mo Zhi's tall and well-proportioned figure still makes her face burn and she is busy concentrating on the wound.

Fortunately, there was no bleeding, it should have left room for it, but despite this, there were still two long blood marks, which still hurt when I looked at it.

An Xian smeared the ointment little by little, and complained: "This kind of thing still brings common suffering!" ”

Mo Zhi didn't speak, her hands were warm and delicate, the ointment was cold, it was a little itchy to the skin, but the wound was not so painful, and for a while, his mood was much better.

"Broke the bank." After taking the medicine, Mo Zhi opened his mouth and said, the silver was earned by her, and he also knew how much risk it was, and he was a little distressed by three taels of silver.