I don't want to fight anymore

Chapter 20 Psychologically Powerful Remnants

"Why is it that every time I meet you, you are either being beaten or being chased and beaten?" Yu Zhi looked at Mu Mu, she had no other intentions, just feeling emotional.

She met him five times outside, and it happened every time. Isn't this too coincidental?
"When you didn't meet me, I was often beaten." On Mu Mu's face, there was no anger from unfair encounters, but some vicissitudes and numbness that did not match his age.

"That's pathetic!" No wonder he was always wounded.

Yu Zhi said pity on his lips, but there was no trace of pity in his tone.She took a look at the surroundings, and found that this was actually a kennel built with rotten boards at the end of the alley.

Well, it’s actually a bit bigger than a kennel, but it’s not that big. After all, the alley, how much space can it have?
It's hard to imagine how such a big kennel could accommodate five children.

"Where's your little friend?" Yu Zhi asked.

"Going out to eat."

"Can I have enough to eat?"

"Sometimes they can, sometimes they can't." Mu Mu told the truth, "Most of the time they can't." They are too small, even if someone sees them giving some food, they will be snatched away by other big beggars.They cannot resist yet, they will be beaten.

"It's hard to be hungry."

Looking at the woman sitting on the ground, Mu Mu felt incredible, how could she know what it's like to be hungry if she is so rich?

"Aren't you going back?" Mu Mu felt that Miss Yu was a bit strange, the clothes on her body must be very valuable, but she sat on the ground indifferently.

He is just a little beggar, and she talks to him every time she sees him, and she doesn't dislike his dirty body.

"Don't worry, let's chat later." Yu Zhi pulled the grass in the crevices of the stone, tearing it to pieces.

"Don't you think it's dirty?" Mu Mu couldn't help asking.

"What's the matter? Young man, you are still young, so you don't understand." Yu Zhi looked through the vicissitudes of the world, "Who is more noble than who is born as a human being? In life, eating and drinking are two words. No matter how noble you are, it is impossible to have Two stomachs? They were buried in the soil as if they were dead, taking up such a large space."

Yu Zhi gestured with his hand, "After a hundred years, there will be a pile of bones, and you may not be able to tell which pile is yourself."

"No, people are born high or low, otherwise why would we be beggars?" Mu Mu disagreed.

"I'm a beggar now, will I be a beggar all my life? Not necessarily?" Yu Zhi glanced at him, "It's like me, my father and mother remarried, and I used to have enough food and clothing, but look at me now, the days Are you having a good time?"

Mu Mu didn't believe it, this girl Yu was born delicate, her face was as white as that steamed bun, she didn't look like she had suffered hardships at all.

"Don't believe me? Why am I coaxing you? Look at my hands, the calluses from hard work haven't faded yet." Yu Zhi stretched out his hand to show him, "It's only been two years since I was born in the countryside. Doing farm work, going in the wind and rain, otherwise my strength can be so great?"

Mu Mu thought that Ms. Yu could knock a strong man away with one punch, so she believed her a little bit.Seeing that she didn't care about the mess on the ground at all, maybe what she said was true?

Mu Mu hesitated for a moment, "Then how do you live your life well?"

Yu Zhi is also willing to give him some advice, "You can learn some skills, such as being a medicine boy in a medical center. Even if they don't accept you, the capital is so big, there are always kind-hearted doctors, right? Teach you how to recognize some herbs, It’s also a job for you to dig herbs outside the city! After a while, you get to know the people in the medical center, so you’re worried about not being able to learn more?

"Thicker-skinned, sweeter-mouthed, and prettier when you smile, you're a child, what's there to be ashamed of? You can't live anymore, you hypocritical fart!"

"I'm eleven, not a child anymore." Mu Mu interjected.

"Eleven? Can't tell, I thought you were eight or nine years old." Yu Zhi was surprised, "Look, you are hungry, and you are not growing. So in the face of survival, face, dignity Yeah, it doesn't matter at all—"

Yu Zhi babbled and poured chicken soup into him, and then touched his stomach, "Hungry!" She said she was hungry.

wood--
In the end, Yu Zhi gave out the silver and the wood to run errands. The two sat side by side on the ground and ate the flatbread, which was wrapped in meat, and the two of them ate until their mouths were full of oil.Behind is the red sunset.

In the end, Yu Zhi also taught Mu Mu a set of boxing techniques, and Mu Mu learned them very seriously.

When she left, Mu Mu shouted: "Thank you, Master."

Yu Zhi waved his hand, "Teach as you please, don't call me master."

Mu Mu changed his words, "Thank you Miss Yu."

"Let's go." Yu Zhi didn't look back, just stretched out two fingers and swayed in the air, behind her was the brilliant cloud.

Looking at her back, Mu Mu silently called Master.Even if she doesn't admit it, she is also his master.

Yu Zhi was simply flustered, she had been in the Daqing Dynasty for five months and had no relatives or friends.

Well, she's psychologically strong and doesn't need family and friends.But she had so many things to say, she couldn't tell Jiang's mother, she couldn't talk to Cherry, and she couldn't talk to the benefactor, so she had to find someone to listen to her.

Marquis of Wu'an Mansion.

"Father, are you looking for a son?" Wen Jiuxiao saluted expressionlessly.

Marquis Wu An held a knife in his hand, he was practicing against his second son before.

Although he is middle-aged, Marquis Wu'an maintains a good figure without gaining weight.He was known as a handsome man when he was young, and now after years of precipitation, he is still a charming and handsome uncle.

"Are you still busy with errands in the yamen?"

"It's fine."

"You must be humble in front of the top striker, and you must be harmonious with your colleagues, but you must also be careful."

"Thank you father for teaching."

Marquis of Wu'an---
The third son won the first prize at a young age, and climbed to the position of Shaoqing in Dali Temple, earning him enough face.

Originally, he wanted to be a loving father for a while longer, but he couldn't care about the third son's temperament any longer.

"Father, I remember that you have a picture of a lady who was painted by Sheng Jiangxun in the previous dynasty. Your second brother is useful, so you can find it and give it to him."

Wen Jiuxiao thought to himself: How could my father remember what he had, it was clearly the second brother who remembered it.Glancing at the second child who was practicing knives not far away, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that he was silent, thinking he was reluctant, Marquis Wu An said: "We are all a family, so it's useless for you to keep the painting. Your second brother has serious uses, so you can give it to him first."

Wen Jiuxiao, "It's gone."

"It's gone? Why is it gone?" Marquis Wu An frowned, thinking that he was unwilling to give it, and he was very unhappy, which inevitably showed on his face.

"Give it to someone else." Wen Jiuxiao said calmly.

Marquis Wu An couldn't help raising his voice, "Give it to someone else? To whom? Such a good painting, how can you just give it to someone else? Your second brother is very useful, you—"

"Give it to brother."

"What? Here——" Marquis Wu An was like a duck being choked, his voice stopped abruptly, and he said uncomfortably after a while: "I'll give it to your elder brother, you should have said it earlier."

Oh, this is venting anger.

Wen Jiuxiao's expression remained unchanged, "It's not too late."

Marquis of Wu'an---
This poor boy can choke a person to death when he speaks.

"You gave birth, let's practice with my father." Marquis Wu An sullenly thought about teaching this ignorant son a lesson.

Good idea, but reality taught him to be a man.He, a military general trained by Habayashi Wei every day, is not as good as the youngest, a civil servant.I couldn't help but my old face was hot, "No more practice, no more practice."

Wen Jiuxiao didn't leave, but went straight to Wen Chengyao with a knife in his hand, "Second brother, let's compete."

It is said to be a discussion, but it cannot be refused.

Wen Chengyao, who was kicked out of the shelves, had no choice but to bite the bullet, but in the end---naturally, he was abused terribly by Wen Jiuxiao.

Wen Jiuxiao inserted the knife back into the weapon rack, not caring about his old father's livid face, and walked away.

He is used to using a sword, and the knife is not very easy to use, but it still does not prevent him from cleaning up his second child.

It's good to clean it up, so that he doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and yells all day long that he is the only one who can inherit the mantle of the old man, and embarrass the mansion.

　Thanks to Luo Ning'er for the 2 evaluation tickets, thanks to Hebi Pearl Sixteen for the flowers, and thanks to the two little fairies!

　　
　
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