Not long after the rotten face left Ning He Xiaolou, Song Zhang smashed directly into the small building like a sullen thunder.

"Hey, can you move quietly, my floor slab is a high-grade Zitong," Ning He cried out almost like a fried hair.

"Zitong, what's it, isn't it wood?" Song Zhang rubbed his feet, and the floor slab creaked when he stepped on.

"Tasteless reckless man, say, what are you doing?" Ning He picked up the wine jug and lowered the fire angrily.

Song Zhang: "I told you about that incident, didn't you forget it?" Song Zhang looked at Ning He with a grin.

"Just for this, making such a big move, how can you be afraid that I will pay the bill" Ning He is very cool.

Song Zhangdao: "Then don't rely on the account"

Ning He said, "Isn't it wine, five hundred meters outside, you can get the two jars under the peach tree yourself."

Song Zhang was stunned for a moment, and his face flushed with anger, "You are repaying the debt, I am here to pick up Xiao Bing"

Ning He was stunned, "Half a month?"

Song Zhang said, "What do you think?"

Ning He hesitated, "You take it." ”

Xiao Bing didn't know what he had learned here in Ning He, as if he hadn't learned anything, and he hadn't been exposed to anything, so he was unlucky.

On the day he left, Ning He told him, "There is only one word I teach you these days, Jing." ”

Xiao Bing was ignorant that day, and then he was taken to Xiao Qingge.

That day, Song Zhang asked Xiao Bing, "Do you think a person's willpower is where it shows?"

Xiao Bing shook his head.

"It's patience, it's just a split second, but it's a long time before it happens.

Do you know what freedom is?

Some people say that freedom is like a knife, you like knives and want to get this knife, but when you get this knife, you won't use it, and you will slowly abandon this knife.

So freedom is not about getting an infinite amount of time that no one cares about, it's about an infinite amount of time that you can use.

Because this world is not something you can ask for what you want.

I understand your past.

You are not far from the world.

You are absent from the world.

But where there are people, there is the world, and you are human. ”

Xiao Bing looked at Song Zhang in surprise, he couldn't understand Song Zhang for the first time.

Song Zhang saw Xiao Bing's gaze and smiled, "Don't be surprised, you may think that the person who said such things is Ning He, but the reality is not that it is, so don't seek perfection, this world is only complete."

Besides, there is water in the air, it's water vapor, it's saliva vapor, is it disgusting?

In this world, you can be criticized for everything you do, and you can be praised for everything, but you can't care about it, because it will be distracted. Criticism and praise are nothing but other people's opinions, not yours.

”

Song Zhang's first task to Xiao Bing was to chop wood.

It was a piece of wood that was frozen on a high platform, and when the ice melted, the wood would fall off the high platform, and the wood would be cut off in an instant.

One day

Two days

...

Ten days

Xiao Bing basked in the sun for ten days...

Still no success in chopping wood,

Every time he saw that the ice had melted, the wood froze again.

Xiao Bing, who was angry, wanted to scold her mother.

Suddenly, one day, Xiao Ying found Xiao Bing with a sad face...

Xiao Qingge's disciples, how could they not learn to forge swords? In the past, Xiao Ying was stupid, Song Zhang couldn't help it, but now there is Xiao Bing, isn't it?

That day, Xiao Bing found Song Zhang who was drinking in the shade of the tree, Song Zhang seemed to be in a low mood, and briefly explained his intention, Xiao Bing looked at Song Zhang curiously.

Song Zhang, scratching his feet, looked at Xiao Bing lazily, and said, "Have you been particularly angry recently, although you can't see it on the surface, but I know why let Xiao Ying cast a sword, it's very simple, it is to let you scatter your mind, patience needs to be boiled, but patience is not boiled out, people who can't regulate their hearts can't learn to be patient." ”