Jing Dingxian was wearing an old-fashioned army-green long cotton coat, wearing the kind of eared cotton hat that had been popular in the northern region for many years, and a pair of thick cotton shoes on his feet, and he didn't know where this guy got these things.

With his family conditions, how could he not afford better clothes and shoes?

Therefore, Wen Shuo easily understood Jing Dingxian's purpose in doing this - he wanted to narrow the relationship with these children in all aspects, rather than in all aspects, such as clothing and living habits, so that simple children would have a sense of distance that was difficult to express and incomprehensible in children's minds and mouths every day.

The children in Wohuling must have seen Jing Dingxian's appearance when he was wearing luxurious clothes, so the children knew that this "teacher" lived better than them.

Now, the "teachers" are dressed in the same stale as they are.

So the "teacher" is very kind, but if we can listen to the teacher, listen to what he says, and study hard according to what he says, then ...... In the future, we will be able to wear such good clothes, see a more wonderful world outside, eat meat every day, drive our own cars, go to the capital, and buy a house in the city to live in.

In the buildings in the city, it is warm in winter and cool in summer!

Wen Shuo, who was standing outside the door, listened to the chatter and cheerful discussion of the children in the ancestral hall, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion "Tiger father has no dog"

Jing Dingxian did not practice his father's mystical method, but he had a mind as bright as his father.

Perhaps he lacks social experience, lacks the ability to adapt to hardships and crises, and lacks a deep understanding of the ugliness of human nature, but he will do things with his heart, analyze and figure out people's hearts, and strive to do things his best.

A person who can succeed must be a person who understands and is good at figuring out people's hearts.

Although children are the most simple and easy to deceive, the personal ability of a person who can really understand the hearts of a group of children and control a group of children should not be underestimated. This is because it is more difficult to control children who are simple and often lack more awareness of the interests than to control mature adults.

Not to mention a bunch of kids?

Wen Shuo didn't bother the cheerful, not many opportunities for discussion and exchange between the children and the "teacher", he just stood quietly outside, listening to the discussion inside, which seemed to many to be boring and childish for a long time.

I don't know how long it has been.

A thunderous and rough voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hey, Wen Shuo, you kid isn't thin at all!"

Wen Shuo came back to his senses suddenly, frowned and turned away, while raising his hand and holding up his index finger to his lips, motioning for the other party to make a quieter sound.

"What are you doing?" Hong Sheng strode in front of Wen Shuo, looked through the crack in the door, and said in a throat: "What's the unsightly thing that doesn't let people see it?"

"Your uncle!" Wen Shuo raised his hand and pinched Hong Sheng's neck, and covered Hong Sheng's mouth with one hand.

Hearing that the ancestral hall suddenly became quiet, Wen Shuo hurriedly pushed Hong Sheng and walked briskly into the distance.

Hong Sheng struggled hard, but how could he break free of the iron hands of the fat man who was as powerful as a brute bear?

Finally turned the corner of a wall, so that the children who came out of the ancestral hall would not be seen, Wen Shuo let go of Hong Sheng, glared and roared: "Hong Shang, how old are you, why haven't you changed this stinky mouth?"

"Phew!" Hong Sheng said angrily: "You kid is sick, right? I haven't seen you for so long, I greeted you kindly and warmly, and you pinched my neck, covered my mouth, and cursed...... If you don't let go of me, I'll beat you!"

"Are you sure?" Wen Shuo raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves.

Hong Sheng was a little stunned and widened his eyes, waved his arms and said angrily, "You, you...... You really bite Lu Dongbin and don't know the hearts of good people! You really want to beat me? I haven't seen you for so long, you ...... Okay, okay, now that you have a great career, your identity is becoming more and more noble, I can't climb high, okay?"

With that, he shook his hand angrily, turned around and left.

Such an attitude stunned Wen Shuo.

Damn it!

This bastard is better than the fat man!

But he is not as generous as the fat man...... Wen Shuo hurriedly chased after him, grabbed Hong Sheng's shoulder, and forced him over, glaring and reprimanding: "Do you know what is going on in the ancestral hall? I'll tell you now!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to hear it!" Hong Shang said with a glare.

"You're such a scoundrel, I'm really slapping your ears!" Wen Shuo took a step back with a hideous expression, his fists clenched loudly.

A flash of panic flashed in Hong Shang's eyes.

Damn it!

This fat man has never played cards according to common sense, and he is really good at slapping people's ears - being slapped by a fat man, or a young fat man of such a young age, is it very embarrassing to spread it? Besides, this time I came to Shuchuan, and I also brought my son and apprentice.

Wouldn't it be more humiliating to be known by his son and apprentice?

At this moment, Hong Shenglan, Hong Shenglan, the son of Hong Shang, ran over angrily from the back of a house: "Fatty, you dare to touch my dad to try!"

"Yo ......" the fat man looked contemptuous.

Hong Sheng suddenly remembered the scene when he clashed with Wen Shuo in Linyang Mountain, and his son ran out to beat Wen Shuo with a shovel, but was kicked over by Wen Shuo, and then thought of Wen Shuo's terrifying combat power like a brute bear, and immediately shook Lingling, for fear that his son would suffer a loss and be beaten, so he hurriedly reprimanded in a deep voice: "Shenglan, you don't have the right to intervene in your adult talk, go ahead!"

"Dad, he's going to beat you. Hong Shenglan said aggrievedly.

"How dare he?!" Hong Sheng stiffened his neck and glared at Wen Shuo.

The fat man sighed, and hit Lao Tzu in front of his son, his son would definitely fight with him. And if you really do that, you're going too far.

"Lao Hong. Wen Shuo looked angry and indisputable, and said: "Just now outside the ancestral hall, I motioned for you to be quiet, but you just don't listen, can I not be in a hurry? In that ancestral hall, it is Mr. Jing's son, who is giving a lecture to a large group of children in Wohuling Village, and you should have seen on the way here how remote, backward, and poor Wohuling is! These children are so young, but they can't go to school!"

"Huh?"

Hong Sheng and Hong Shenglan were all stunned.

Obviously, in their opinion, the countryside and the rural areas in the mountains of Linyang City are remote, poor and backward enough, but in these years, when compulsory education is universal, there is still no problem for children to go to school.

I never thought that there would be such a backward and poor place in the land of Shuchuan.

"They finally have the opportunity to learn some knowledge and insight, and such opportunities are too few, the time is very short, Mr. Jing's son is still in college, and he has to go back to school after the winter vacation!" Wen Shuo's expression became more and more sad and angry, and he reprimanded: "But what about you, you will shout when you come, and you will not listen to my advice, and disturb the precious class time of these children, you ...... Are you not at all ashamed?"

Hong Shenglan looked at his father in surprise: "Dad, what this fat man said is true?"

Hong Sheng looked at his son with embarrassment and guilt, then at the fat man, and explained with a sad face: "This I, I really don't know, if I knew that the children were in class, I wouldn't be able to kill me like that." ”

"Hmph!" Wen Shuo didn't relent: "You were still angry at me just now, you ...... Lao Hong, you have disappointed me so much!"

"Don't don't, I'm wrong, I apologize, I admit my mistake, can I admit my mistake to those children?"

Wen Shuo sneered: "This time, but for more than two hundred years, the first Xuanmen Jianghu Conference is bound to gather masters. ”

"Don't, I beg you, I beg you, don't spread it. Hong Shang's face was full of sorrow and pleading.

Hong Shenglan couldn't stand his father's appearance, and walked quickly to the ancestral hall with a red face, while saying: "I'll go and see, I promise not to disturb their classes, if necessary, I will help them......"

"You help a bastard, you haven't finished high school yet, don't mislead people!" Hong Sheng said angrily.

"I've run a make-up class, okay?" Hong Shenglan turned his head and said angrily: "It's still okay to teach elementary school students, besides, isn't this also an atonement for you." ”

Hong Sheng waved her hand in embarrassment and let her son leave.

Wen Shuo winked at Hong Sheng with a gloating expression, and bumped Hong Sheng's shoulder with his shoulder-Hey, you were trained by your son......

Hong Sheng turned around angrily and left.

Wen Shuo smiled and followed, and said lightly: "I haven't forgiven you yet, let alone promised you not to spread this matter......

"Oh Yo Yo Shuo, ...... you" Hong Shang hurriedly said with a shy face: "You know the problem of my stinky mouth, how can you be as knowledgeable as me? Besides, you are a big boss with status, status, and wealth, and a top student of Beijing University, so you have to have a bigger belly than my rough man, right?"

"Makes sense. The fat man smiled and nodded.

"So......" Hong Shang was delighted and complimented: "Brother, I've heard that you accepted Gong Yigua's son as an apprentice! Not long ago, when I went to visit Gong Yigua's house, I met that child, it's really good, good eyesight, Brother Shuo!"

The fat man shook his head happily: "Where, where." ”

"It's really enviable. Once Hong Shang's stinky mouth is sweet, he also has a little skill: "You said that you are young, your cultivation is profound, and your talent is high, you have good luck and good eyesight, and you accepted such a good apprentice in your twenties, my old Hong feels that half of his life is in vain, go back, help me teach my son......"

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. The fat man turned his head to look at Hong Shang, and felt that this guy's stinky mouth was actually not a big problem.

Who can be a little flawed?

No one is perfect!

Besides, Hong Sheng is still very upright in temperament, there is nothing bad about him, and he is worthy of deep friendship!

"Brother, I have a sentence in my heart, I don't know whether to say it or not. Hong Sheng said seriously.

"Speak!" the fat man waved his hand haughtily.

"You said that your talent is so high, and your cultivation is so profound, right?" Hong Sheng frowned and said in surprise: "After so many years, you haven't lost the fat in your body, this is too ugly, right?"

"Your uncle!"

"Hey, why are you beating people again?!"

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