After being silent for a long time, Geng Sanniang said: "Mu Jun, you are really a powerful person. I, Geng Sanniang, are indeed not qualified to be your sister, but we are also neighbors and peers, why are you so fierce and make your face show me a woman?"

Mu Jun said indifferently: "Jun is by no means a decent gentleman, pays attention to demeanor, and does not beat women." In the eyes of the equal, men and women are equal. ”

"Well said, I also hate the kind of guy who likes to talk about our women's demeanor, this kind of person seems to respect women, but in fact he still secretly despises women, thinking that women are weak, so men should let women. But in my opinion, women are no worse than men, and they don't need to show any manners at all!" Geng Sanniang suddenly exclaimed.

Mu Jun couldn't help but glance at her.

This woman's mind is very advanced, better than most modern women on earth.

I remember that in that world, women all said that men and women should be equal, but when they were with men, they had to let men let them, thinking that it was natural, otherwise they would have no manly demeanor.

They don't know that such behavior will only make their status difficult to equal with men.

Because dignity and status are fought for by themselves, not by others, blindly demanding that men should give way to women, in fact, they themselves feel that they are under men.

So in that era, it seemed that the status of women was higher than that of men, but the essence of society was still that men controlled most of the power.

There is no other reason, it's just that the woman herself feels that she is weak, so the weak are always weak.

Mu Jun admires Geng Sanniang's mentality, this is the mentality of the strong, the reason why people feel that life is full of suffering, it is because most people are weak, not in strength, but in mentality.

There will never be any savior in this world, and no one can rely on forever, people can always rely on themselves, the strong are those who will only rely on themselves, and the weak are those who count on others.

The weak need mercy, so they will always get mercy, while the strong will be respected, because they want respect.

What you want to get, you will get in the end. Therefore, the strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak.

Mu Jun looked at Geng Sanniang with respect, and looked at Yuhuan on the side with pity, because this was what they each needed.

Yuhuan only felt uncomfortable for a while, but she didn't understand why, Geng Sanniang smiled slightly, she knew that Mu Jun had initially recognized herself.

This is a man with character, a real strong man.

Geng Sanniang commented on Mu Jun in her heart.

She likes to be friends with strong people with character, because the other person will give her real respect, although the process may be a little difficult, but that's the joy of life, isn't it?

And all the weak can bring is to look up.

"Mu Jun, one day I will make you really identify with me as a friend, and then Tao Daoming will have to call me senior, and I am happy to think about it. Geng Sanniang smiled lightly, her voice was like a bell, and she slowly left here.

Mu Jun glanced at her, his face expressionless.

"If you want to get equal recognition, you still have a long way to go. Only the strongest of the strong are qualified to be friends with Jun, and Tao Daoming is just a good junior, not enough to be called Jun's friend. ”

Mu Jun turned around and was about to go back to the store, but Ji Yu hurriedly ran back outside, and said with a sad face: "Teacher, Yu'er, please, save the suffering." ”

"What's going on?" Mu Jun looked at her with a frown, his expression moved, and then he pinched his fingers.

"Lives. Mu Jun sighed and said to Ji Yu, "The teacher you want to talk about knows it, let's go and take a look first." ”

With Ji Yu, Mu Jun crossed three streets and came to a medical hall, but saw Li Laohan sitting silently on the steps, his eyes were dead, and the whole person suddenly seemed to be dozens of years old.

When I saw him for the first time, the hospitable, heroic and generous old man, but now he looked like a dying old man, full of twilight, Mu Jun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Brother Mu, are you here......" Li Laohan raised his head blankly, his cloudy eyes were extremely empty at the moment, and he couldn't see any anger.

Mu Jun didn't know what to say, so he could only glance inside.

There were a group of people inside, and their faces were also full of sighs, among them was Cheng Qipu, this little old man was rarely sitting seriously at the moment, with a sad and angry face.

Ku'er lay on a wooden bed inside, his thin body had been deformed, almost torn apart.

There were several horseshoe prints on his body.

He was hit by a carriage and died.

"When I sent it, I was already out of breath, and there was really nothing I could do about it...... "The owner of the medical hall said helplessly.

Mu Jun stepped forward to take a look, and then walked out of the medical hall with Ji Yu, but saw a carriage coming in the distance, and a middle-aged man in a purple satin robe walked on it.

Seeing the carriage, Cheng Qipu couldn't help but exclaim: "It's this carriage, it's the one who killed Ku'er, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Hearing this, Li Laohan stood up suddenly, looked at the middle-aged man with red eyes, and the latter also glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's your grandson who was killed by the collision?" ”

"Our lady went to the Pudu Monastery in the eastern suburbs today to worship the Buddha and pray for the newborn young master, because the groom was too slow, Mrs. scolded him, he was not careful, and accidentally killed your grandson. The man said with a regretful face, and took out a silver ticket, "Here is a hundred taels, I think it is enough for you to spend the rest of your life, old man, take it." ”

"What do you mean by this, is my grandson's life worth your one hundred taels?" Li Laohan roared angrily: "If you don't give an explanation today, even if I fight for this old life, I will vow to hate my bitter son, and you will pay back my grandson!"

The man couldn't help but snort: "Old man, you don't know how to lift." Do you know who my prince is? He is the uncle of the emperor today.

And today this lady is his favorite concubine, and the son who has just been born may be the son of the world in the future, and even if there are a hundred of them, they are not qualified to be compared with such a noble existence. ”

"Giving you some money to live the rest of your life in peace is already benevolent and righteous. If you don't eat this toast, then the prince will not mind letting there be one more corpse in the moat outside Yujing City. ”

So saying, he threw down the silver ticket, swaggered to the carriage, and walked away.

"Bastards, you will be punished!" Li Laohan cried out in grief, his rickety body trembling.

Mu Jun watched all this from beginning to end, and after the man rode away, his eyes moved, and the carriage was not far away, and one wheel flew out, and the whole car fell to the ground, and the man climbed out of it in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Cheng Qipu laughed and said: "Throw him a dog and eat, the master is really happy to see it, curse your prince for meeting Na Yan Shura tonight and cutting off his head!"

He laughed wildly, but there was sadness in his laughter, and he looked at Li Laohan.

The latter collapsed on the steps, clutching his knees and crying bitterly.

The cry was desolate and desperate.