I cautiously followed Master, went downstairs, sat down at a table, and ordered two servings of clear noodle soup. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After a while, the man served two portions of noodles, and the master didn't speak, picking up the chopsticks and eating the noodles. Seeing that I didn't dare to move the chopsticks, he said to me again, "Eat." "Eat, eat, do you mean anything else, do you really let me eat?" "Eat, aren't you hungry?" Master said again. While looking into Master's eyes, I picked up my chopsticks, carefully picked up a wisp of noodles, and put it in my mouth with trepidation. Seeing that the master didn't speak, I thought that I shouldn't have any other meaning, and my heart was much more steady. After a while, after eating the noodles, the master got up and left, and did not speak, I did not hesitate and followed.

Master wandered aimlessly around the city of Jinan, at least in my opinion. "What the hell is Master thinking?" I couldn't help but ask myself, how do I get Master's forgiveness? The streets were deserted in the early morning, with very few people coming and going, except for a few small vendors who began to pack up their stalls and goods. Master just kept walking, never looking back, not stopping. We walked from early morning to noon, and there were more pedestrians on the street, and the city of Jinan returned to its former prosperity. Although the scene is prosperous, my heart is barren. I was a little irritable, I couldn't remember what I had to do, the crying of children on the street, the cries of the vendors, the shouting of the shopkeepers, the sound of the boys in the shop, the sound of my brain was even more confused. A nameless fire rushed into my heart, and I suddenly wanted to draw my sword and kill all these people, let the scene in my ears come down, and quiet myself.

"Mother! "When I was most irritable, I heard the cry of the child who disgusted me the most. I looked at him with a fierce look, and I saw a boy of about five or six years old in a pigtail and cloth, crying and throwing himself into his mother's arms. "Mother, mother, mother!" the child buried his head deep in his mother's chest. "What's wrong?Afu?" the middle-aged woman comforted gently. "Sir, he beat me! Sir, so bad! Ah Fu doesn't want to go to school!" It turned out that it was a matter of studying, and he must have not listened to the lecture properly, or he had not finished memorizing the poems taught by Mr. "Oh, don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong? The middle-aged woman gently wiped away her son's tears and snot, smiled and stroked Ah Fu's head, and then asked Ah Fu to stretch out his palm and open it. "Huhuhu~" The woman gently blew Ah Fu's palm and asked with a smile, "Does it still hurt?" "It doesn't hurt anymore." Ah Futong sniffed and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt." ”

"Doesn't it hurt, then go home with my mother, go to class tomorrow, and apologize to my husband." The woman said. "Hmph!" Ah Fu shook off his mother's hand: "I don't! I don't read it! Mr. has beaten me many times! Mr. is a bad person! I am not the only one who plays tricks on Mr., why does Mr. only hit me in the palm of one person! Hmph!" "Hehehe, the fire in my heart is much smaller." The child, still a boy, was naughty when he was a child. But I really can't even think of playing tricks on Mr. However, this kid still played tricks on Mr. with the party, but Mr. only punished him alone, and it was inevitable that he would be resentful. "Little Wu, the dog is also playing tricks on Mr. At the critical moment, they all ran away, and they didn't care about me! It's really unrighteous!" Ah Fu was still complaining there.

The woman listened quietly to the child's complaints, and said, "Ah Fu, do you remember why you went to school?" Ah Fu replied in a low voice, and the resentment had disappeared for some reason. "What's that?" the woman asked again. "I want to be the top student in the exam! I want to be a big official! I want to make a lot of money, so that my mother and father don't have to do all that dirty work anymore!" Ah Fu said angrily, these words, these wishes, are exactly the same as me more than ten years ago, but Ah Fu, look at my brother, what has become now. "Then since Ah Fu wants to be the top student in the exam, he should humbly ask Mr. for advice, why should he play tricks on the teacher?" the woman asked. "Hmm..." Ah Fu was obviously at a loss, unable to speak, and pouted for a long time before saying, "Because Mr. hit Ah Fu's palm a few days ago..."

"Then why did the gentleman hit Ah Fu's palm?" the woman asked patiently, still patiently. "Because... Afu memorized the text wrong. Ah Fu said that he had finally lowered his head, and the original resentment had disappeared without a trace. "Since Ah Fu memorized the wrong text, he should have been slapped by the teacher. Isn't it a mistake again and again that Ah Fu went to take revenge on Mr. instead of self-reflection? Ah Fu went to learn knowledge from Mr., not to play tricks on Mr. with other children. The woman said slowly. "Isn't Ah Fu still going to be the champion and become a big official? Tomorrow, I will go and admit my mistake to Mr., and humbly ask Mr. for advice and study, do you know?" Ah Fu replied. "Let's go, go home with my mother, my mother has already prepared a meal. The woman said. "Hmm. Ah Fu smiled and followed the woman home.

I understood, I finally understood! I made a mistake, but I didn't know how to reflect on myself first, but instead I thought about how to please Master and let Master lose his anger. On the other hand, Master is angry because I made a mistake, and if I reflect deeply and change myself, Master will naturally not be angry. It's that I'm too stupid, and I'm too late to wake up. "Master!" I don't know how long I've been standing here, and Master, I've long been gone. I searched through the crowd, but after a long search, I found nothing. I patted my head, rather than wasting time here, it is better to reflect on myself sooner.

I went back to the inn, went to my room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to reflect on myself. When I heard that I was going to be accepted as an apprentice, I had already begun to get carried away, and the seniors had not nodded yet, and the arrogance had already exuded invisibly, right? Different from the arrogance of the predecessors, I was just a simple arrogance, a kind of arrogance of a villain, no wonder the seniors would say "You are happy?". Is it worth being proud to be an apprentice of a senior? Is it worth being a junior disciple of Zhang Tianyi? Maybe yes, but what a senior wants is not this kind of arrogance, but an inner arrogance that is as strong as iron. I haven't started learning yet, but Mr. is arrogant, this kind of heart, no wonder the seniors are angry.

Later, I didn't know why, I didn't reflect on myself, but I was thinking about something inconsequential, and in my hurry, my jealousy rose again. I was jealous of Cheng Erjiu, and I ridiculously guessed what others thought, lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and later lied to the master. Hehehe, Master has always taught me to be an upright gentleman, and I think that although I didn't become a gentleman, I was not much closer. I have been practicing the kung fu taught to me by the master, and I have the courage to draw my sword to help when the road is uneven; compared with those Lu family dignitaries, I consider myself to be approachable, treat others equally, and never look at the origins of others. After more and more battles, I feel that my kung fu has improved a lot, and I am more than enough than the top. I feel like I've done enough and now I know. I'll be jealous, I'll get carried away, I'll not know how to reflect, I'm still far away.

Just like that Ah Fu, he wanted to learn knowledge, but in the end he went to play tricks on the teacher. Me, too. I have asked me more than once why I want to go to the rivers and lakes and why I want to learn kung fu. I want to get the power, the power to protect myself, the power to protect the people around me, the power to kill the people who hurt me! Hasn't it always been like this? Isn't the sword that I have been practicing for ten years just to avenge my brother? Isn't it just that I can fight the rivers and lakes so that one day I can slash the enemy? But why was it that when the opportunity came, I was lost?

Why?