My wife wants to divorce me every day

Chapter 98

Hua Jin's drowsy brain finally turned again, she thought hard, and answered seriously, "I didn't quarrel with him, it should be because he had a unilateral cold war with me."

As soon as the words came out, Hua Jin felt a little awkward. She and Ji Zhengze were not lovers, at best they were ordinary friends in a cooperative relationship. It is always a bit strange to use the word "cold war".

But Ji Zhengze's two days were indeed in a state of cold war.

Ji Maoxing was terrified, and looked at Hua Jin with even more admiration, "Since my brother became an adult, no one dared to make him angry, and even made him fight coldly. You are really a brave fighter."

Hua Jin was a little curious this time, and couldn't help asking: "No one dares? Ji Zhengze's temper is not very bad."

As if tired from standing for a long time, Ji Maoxing sat down next to her, and said with emotion: "That's because you don't understand. My brother was not the Buddhist temper he is now. He joined the board of directors later and picked me up." Dad's burden is gradually changing."

Ji Maoxing didn't say the rest, and Hua Jin didn't ask.The relationship between the two of them is not to the point where you can gossip about other people's brothers, and both of them stop talking.

Hua Jin gave him a sideways look, "So, you came today to ask me if I had a fight with your brother?"

Ji Maoxing immediately thought of his purpose for coming, and looked at Hua Jin with grief and indignation, "Can you discuss it with my brother, and solve any problems between you two internally, so don't implicate the innocent me!"

The first time Ji Zheng was angry, he withdrew his pocket money on the grounds that he cared about his academic performance, so that he ran to Ji Huaian and injured Hua Jin.

The second time Ji Zheng was angry, he directly used him as a training partner, and his younger brother didn't bully like that!

Ji Maoxing was cowardly in front of his brother, and he didn't dare to say that he had a wronged person and a debtor who asked him to go to Huajin, so he could only come to Huajin to discuss it.

Hua Jin wanted to laugh a little, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he nodded with a good temper, "Okay, I will try not to make him angry in the future, and I will try to solve it immediately when I get angry, and try not to implicate you."

Anyway, her injury is about to heal, and she probably won't have a chance to make Ji Zheng angry in the future.

Probably Ji Maoxing's complaint made her know more about Ji Zhengze. Hua Jin was in a good mood until he went to Mr. Zhong's place.

Mr. Zhong wore a well-fitting Chinese tunic suit, and was listlessly sitting on a wicker chair in the back garden basking in the sun. Seeing Hua Jin walking over with a smile in his eyes, he picked up the small teapot on the table next to him, and took a sip of clear tea from the spout. , said angrily: "You are in such a good mood, have you been confessed?"

The smile in Hua Jin's eyes was suppressed, and if she wanted to deceive her master and destroy her ancestors every day, she knew that her teacher couldn't say anything nice.

"You said that you are probably a fake foreign devil, and you are so elegant here." Hua Jin raised the corners of his eyes and attacked the teacher personally.

Probably Mr. Zhong's most proud and youngest disciple, Hua Jin is not as polite to her teacher as her senior brothers and sisters, respectful and lively, she has to be angry with her teacher from time to time.

In the first few years, Mr. Zhong's roar could be heard in the whole building, and the chickens and dogs were also lively.

Fortunately, the brothers and sisters have things to do, not all of them are here, Hua Jin can add some popularity to the quiet house.

Mr. Zhong was not angry either, he put down the teapot slowly, and glanced at her lazily, "What's the matter, isn't my quarter of Huaguo blood blood blood? The things of our ancestors are Fengya, so do you still use it as a vassal?"

Hua Jin: "..." The fake foreign devils are very good at Chinese studies, and their combat effectiveness is getting better and better.

Seeing that Hua Jin was speechless, Mr. Zhong waved his hand like a Lafayette, and said to her like sending off a little eunuch: "Go, go, today your third senior brother will practice with you."

The third senior brother is a handsome white man, he usually looks serious and looks like someone owes him 800 million, and he has a very good-looking face that is dragged down to eight points.

Hua Jin hadn't seen him for more than a year, and I heard that he was going abroad to perform a mission, but Hua Jin didn't expect the third senior brother to come back to practice with her, because the third senior brother never knew what it means to show mercy.

Reluctantly, she dawdled back to the house, and sure enough, she saw the third senior brother standing there in the martial arts arena, with his eyes downcast, wondering what he was thinking about.

He raised his head when he heard Hua Jin's footsteps, he neither exchanged greetings nor smiled, his voice was as cold as the snowstorm of three or nine days, "Here you come? Let's choose a weapon."

Hua Jin knew that he couldn't hide, and wanted to chat with him until the duel was over, so he went to the weapon rack and chose his own short knife.

"I choose the short knife every time. You are not ashamed. Are you not weaned? I took off my glasses. It makes me uncomfortable." The third senior brother looked at her short knife with disgust in his tone.

Hua Jin stared and puffed up his cheeks, "It's too much, don't think that you can bully people casually just because you are a senior."

However, he still listened to his senior brother and took off his glasses and put them aside.

The third senior brother sneered, "It's just you, I will bully you casually."

He bullied himself and didn't say hello at all.

Fortunately, Hua Jin had been prepared for a long time, and those who faced the battle were not flustered.

The third brother's speed was fast, and Hua Jin was able to keep up with his speed. The entire martial arts arena was filled with the sound of metal clashing weapons.

But gradually Hua Jin sensed that something was wrong, and the third senior brother kept forcing her to use her injured arm, as if deliberately trying to injure her more.

Hua Jin was afraid that she didn't feel right, so she deliberately turned to the left side before the next attack, but the third senior brother swung the nine-section whip and went straight to the left arm, forcing her to change hands with the dagger to block his nine-section whip .

It's no coincidence that things happened more often, and Hua Jin thought of the last time he came back, Mr. Zhong beat her wounds without saying a word.

Hua Jin moved towards the weapon rack in the gap of the nine-section whip, drew out the second short knife, moved both hands together, and looked at the neutral position of the third senior brother's attack, wrapped the two short knives together, one card, one pull, The nine-section whip of the third senior brother.

The usual smile in Hua Jin's eyes disappeared. With a flick of his wrist, the nine-section whip fell to the ground, and he said in a relaxed and casual tone as if joking, "Third Senior Brother, it's over."

The third senior brother's pupils shrank suddenly, and his tone was still the same, "You should blame others for your own injury, shouldn't you take advantage of your weakness?"

Hua Jin knew that he wouldn't admit it, and didn't bother, "I won't ask you, I'll ask Mr. directly."

She turned around and walked out, rest assured to leave the opening in her back to her senior brother. Anyway, she saw through Mr. Zhong's trick, and the third senior brother would not attack her again.

As a result, as soon as she appeared in the martial arts field, she heard Mr. Zhong's unfriendly voice, "What do you think you are here for?"

"I'm here to pick up Hua Jin." It was Ji Zhengze's voice, as gentle and polite as ever.

"Oh, didn't Huajin tell you the rules of coming here?" Mr. Zhong sneered, and didn't look at Ji Zhengze directly, making it clear that he didn't like him.

Ji Zhengze was at a loss, "Rules, what rules?"

He just wanted to pick Hua Jin home, and he was afraid that Hua Jin's wound would burst open again. Does he have to know the rules when picking people up now?

"In my place, only those who beat me can pick up my students." Mr. Zhong said slowly.

Ji Zhengze: "..."

Hua Jin, why does your teacher touch porcelain when he disagrees?

(End of this chapter)