In the past nine years, Chen Ping has spent nine springs and autumns in the world of Xiao Chen Ping in the state of a transparent person.

For some reason, he was like wearing an invisibility cloak covering no dead ends in three hundred and sixty degrees, in this world, no one discovered his existence, and no one stayed on Chen Ping, even for half a second.

He can't even touch a little dust in this universe. The wind blows, the rain falls, the flowers bloom, and the clouds drift have nothing to do with him. He is more like a spectator in front of the screen, the glitz and glitz of the eyes are just illusory clouds, but sometimes he is in the depths of love, and he will sigh and sigh.

Strange to say, he could only stay in the circle centered on Xiao Chen Ping. It seems that there is an invisible magnetic field in the underworld, turning into an invisible big hand, binding the two Chen Ping together.

One person does, one person watches, and the two are experiencing together, experiencing joys, sorrows, and impermanent life.

In the broken house, Xiao Chen Ping's eyes were red and swollen, stroking the broken sword, obviously after a long time, the tears were still falling, and Chen Ping, who was silently guarding on the side, was also sad in his heart, but he couldn't shed a substantial teardrop, there was nowhere to vent, and the thick sadness was piled up in his heart, which was even more uncomfortable.

It may be that both of them are immersed in the pool of sadness, and they completely ignore the noisy and noisy shouting and scolding outside the house, no matter how bad the tone is, how vulgar.

"This wild cub with a thousand knives has beaten my cub to blood, and today the old lady wants to ask you for an explanation from Old Man Chen......"

"There is a mother, but there is no wild bastard who is taught by a mother, and he only knows how to bite people indiscriminately, so just let me teach him what is right and wrong......"

"Poor my baby, his ribs are broken, and now he is still lying in the hospital, and he hurts to death when he moves, he is still a teenager, and he wants to suffer such a crime......"

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All kinds of insults and denunciations are overwhelming, and they are endless. One by one, these tigresses who guarded their calves pulled out their postures and poured out the most vicious vulgar swear words that they had learned all their lives on the old man sitting at the door of the broken house, smacking inferior dry tobacco.

There are many shrews in poor townships and broken counties, all of them have experienced a hundred battles, a small quarrel for three days, a big scold for five days, and they can eat people when they open their mouths, and their spit is like a nail.

And today's rare united front of the women, the scene was chaotic for a while, and I could only hear it, dog cubs, wild mongrels, donkey days, and Wang Bapoke......

Old man Chen was very calm, not as angry as they expected, not affected at all, patient, sipping smoke from the bar, sitting in front of the door very silently, silently bearing the vicious words.

When the shrews were not so intense, Old Man Chen slowly got up and opened his mouth......

Chen Ping still doesn't know how his grandfather let those fierce women who came to the door and shouted to cut off their hands and feet, and rip out their hearts and lungs.

When he realized that he had caused a catastrophe, the fierce and vicious women all came and went away like the tide. Since then, Grandpa Chen's back, which has been bent by life, has to be a little stiffer.

Seeing the silent grandfather, Xiao Chen Ping felt very uncomfortable, he longed to be criticized and educated, even if he beat his ass with a stick.

But Grandpa Chen didn't look angry at all, he didn't smile either, his face was expressionless, and even the folds on his face didn't fluctuate.

The more this is the case, the more unsteady Xiao Chen Ping's heart becomes, the cumulus clouds are generally clouded, heavy, and Xiao Chen Ping is almost out of breath.

Grandpa Chen's old eyes stared straight at it, Xiao Chen Ping was wrapped in a rag of broken sword in his arms, and he could see that Xiao Chen Ping's heart was furious, and the strength of holding the broken sword was also a lot heavier.

He was afraid, afraid that his grandfather would take back his fuse-like companion. Because I didn't protect it, because I didn't listen to my grandfather, because I didn't hold back, it caused a big disaster.

"Do you know, why do I tell you to endure everything?" After a long time, Grandpa Chen said seriously.

"Because, if you can't help it, you will be scolded more harshly, you will be beaten more painfully, you will cause more trouble, and you will suffer more. Xiao Chen Ping truthfully stated his understanding of forbearance.

I have to say that it is very rare for Xiao Chen Ping, who is only nine years old, to have such an opinion.

But Grandpa Chen shook his head, obviously dissatisfied with this answer. It's not that Xiao Chen Ping's answer is unreasonable, but it's too superficial and one-sided.

"Alas, good grandson! Usually, grandpa only told you to endure when you were in trouble, but he didn't teach you what to endure and why you should endure it. When to endure and when not to endure. Originally, grandpa wanted to let you experience it from life. But now, Grandpa has to teach you a good lesson.

Today, grandpa will teach you a forbearance word. You have to keep it in my heart. ”

Grandpa Chen knocked on Xiao Chen Ping's head with a broken cigarette stick, signaling him to concentrate and listen carefully.

"Forbearance is a knife on the head of the heart, I can't help it, the knife falls on the heart. You're right, you can't help but bring yourself more trouble, more pain.

Bear with a word, calm a anger, spare a move, and take a step back. Those who can do this have a relatively large mind. With a higher vision.

Forbearance is a kind of mind, a kind of wisdom, a kind of determination, but also a kind of weapon to travel the world, and the treasure of life. The so-called spit on its own face, forbearance into gold.

Qi is a nameless fire, and forbearance is an enemy calamity. This world can't escape a contention, whoever can endure it, who will endure it, who can compete for more resources and grab a higher status.

I want you to endure, not only to endure hardship and anger, but also to endure affection and desire.

Love is the source of pain, and desire is the source of all evil. The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have seven emotions and six desires.

Getting too caught up in your own emotions will make you clumsy and lower your judgment. can't bear it, it's easy to get carried away, and it's easy to be heartbroken, which is equivalent to putting one's weakness in the most conspicuous position.

There are always desires in life, and the world is full of temptations. If you can't resist your desires and temptations, you'll lose yourself. If you are not careful, you will never recover. Therefore, the most forbearance is forbearance.

But there must be a degree of forbearance, and people must have a bottom. Blind forbearance is cowardice, and it is the capital of others to bully you. When someone else rides on your head, you can bear it, but you still pee and can't bear it.

But before making a move, you still need to weigh how many pounds and taels you have, and your strength is not good, so you will attack rashly, and you will be dead. It must be known that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and constantly improving his strength is the king. When I am full of wings and full of grasp, I will punish my people, and cut down the grass and root it, so that there will be no future trouble.

Where there is life, there is hope. It's the truth.

Also, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Don't love the name of vanity, expose all your strength and hole cards in plain sight, a few tricks of hole cards, will have the magic of turning things around......"

Xiao Chen Ping is still young, and his grandfather's forbearance is foggy and can't be understood, but he still put it into his mind word for word. And the other Chen Ping on the side listened to it very clearly, every word was fine, and he felt very deeply, except for a very little ignorance, as if these words were deliberately said to him.