Chang Sihao sighed in his heart, thinking that his father-in-law secretly gave me money to sell me for the past year. Wouldn't it be the same? For him, who is old and weak, that is the only thing he can do for himself. Qin Langchuan did more than this for Juexiang. There are many things that elders think of for his children, and the children may never know. It would be rare if Juexiang could understand half of his painstaking efforts. Thinking of his misunderstanding of himself, it was mostly due to long-term training to prevent others.

He was very focused and formed a fixed mindset, but he couldn't blame him. At this moment, the things he told him were very private, so wouldn't it be obvious that he still regarded himself as his close friend? Thinking of this, a little bit of the gap in the former disappeared. Suddenly, he thought of something again, and took two long swords from his waist and handed them over: "Jueixiang, this snow war was originally lent to me by your uncle. Now that the war is over, the things should be returned to the original owner. The Thunder Sword is a relic of Qibei Mountain. You can take them together."

Qin Juexiang blinked, pushed the knife back, and said, "Uncle is dead, it's better not to return this knife, you can take it with you."

Chang Sihao was stunned: "How can that work?" Qin Juexiang said: "Why can't it work? People in the world always have to bring weapons to defend themselves." Chang Sihao laughed and said: "I am not a man in the world."

Qin Juexiang smiled and said, "You have picked Chi Zhengrong and killed Xi Haoxiong in half. The name has spread long ago. Are you still saying that you are not from the Jianghu? If you take this circle further, you will be unable to help you."

When Chang Sihao heard this, he was stunned and could not respond and fell silent.

Qin Juexiang said: "Brother, everyone has a circle, or a world. If you come into contact with more aspects, you will enter which world. It is also impossible to replace the word "world" with the world. There are stories and operas, stories and operas, business and business, and business. Our industry is nothing more than having more people in martial arts world, taking action, fighting, fighting, and competing with forces. There is no difference between two chefs and competing on the same stage. You don't have to think too much."

Chang Sihao smiled and said, "What you said is not bad. It's just that the chef is good at it, so he doesn't need to take off his head every day, and don't put it on his belt."

Qin Juexiang laughed: "It's not that evil. As long as we are hard at our hands and hang on our waists, we always have other people's heads and our own heads. We can be steadily in front of us, drinking and eating meat in big mouthfuls, and not delaying anything!" As he said, he shook his head, looking proud.

Chang Sihao condensed the formation god thoughtfully and murmured: "When I was in the army, I heard Mr. Xu say something: 'Governance of a great country is like cooking small fresh food.' It can be seen that the emperor and prime minister are no different from the chef. No matter what the people in the world do, they are just for making a living. Look at those who buy cattle and horses, cook tea and wine, and farm in the country, live well or badly, and always feel safe. In comparison, people in the world are much worse. Why do you have to fight for the same meal? It's really impossible to make a living."

Qin Juexiang was very funny when he heard this and laughed: "Haha, governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food. That's not what he said. It was clearly what I said, but he was just a quote." Apart from each other, his smile slightly retracted, and seemed to have some recognition in his heart. He sighed softly, "Hey, what the world is like, like what you said, fighting for battle is not just for the sake of rice? But food is different from food. You are cruel and you are a wolf, you are a dog, wolves travel all over the world to eat meat, and dogs travel all over the world to eat shit. Although you have to work hard to eat meat, it is better than eating the leftovers thrown by others along the street. If you think those who do small businesses live well, you don't think about it. This world is a good person who bullies them, and a good horse and a good person rides.

How many taxes are there in a day? Do you want to give me? Do you want to give me any money? If you work hard, you will give me half full and live by others. In this kind of life, you will be so cowardly. What can you do in the world? A knife is inserted into your waist to call the wind and rain. The gangsters are afraid of me. The heroes from all over the mountains and mountains respect me, the local gentry and wealthy businessmen support me, and the government offices dare not touch me. Even if one day I get into trouble and get my head cut off, at least I should eat and drink everything I want to drink, and I have a lot of honeysuckles, and beautiful girls have played with them. I feel comfortable and happy when I am alive. I will die in this life. So, what people are most afraid of is to suffer half-deadly, and I am most afraid of being frustrated."

Chang Sihao was born in a farmer family, so he knew that what he said was true and was speechless. The two were silent for a while. When Qin Juexiang saw that he was still holding two knives and refused to take them back, he said, "Let's do this, the Thunder Blade in Qibeishan is given by my grandfather, so it's better to take them back on his behalf. My elder brother passed on my Kung Fu Stance. He had not yet thanked me. Even if the Snow Zhan Dao gave you a thank you." Chang Sihao said, "Teaching a little kung fu is nothing, but there is no need to thank you." Qin Juexiang insisted repeatedly, and then nodded and handed over the Thunder Blade, and then he put it on.

Xue Zhan was inserted back to his waist. Qin Juexiang turned his scabbard and played with a flower, saying, "Oh, although he had no intention of drinking, he still had to go to the flower hall owner's banquet! Brother, come together?" Chang Sihao shook his head: "Forget it, I'm tired, you should also rest as soon as possible. Also, you can't hurry up in the East Factory. It's better to tell Ma Mingshao not to speak out. The less people below know, the better. As for how to deal with them, let's talk about it tomorrow." Qin Juexiang smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll take the big wolf and the little wolf to eat meat!" He waved his hand and left.

Chang Sihao returned to the North Cluster Courtyard, and Ayao was still watching under the eaves. Seeing him returning, he hurriedly welcomed him to serve him. Chang Sihao said, "It's so late at night, why are you not sleeping?"

Ayao gave a gift: "I have served Mr. Sun and then go."

When Chang Sihao heard the words "Son-in-law Sun", Qin Ziyin's sick look immediately appeared in front of him. He felt annoyed and said, "How many times have I said it? Don't call me "Son-in-law Sun, and don't wait for me anymore. I have hands and feet and don't need anyone to serve you!"

When A Yao heard what he said, his body trembled, and he took a step back and lowered his head: "Yes." The voice was low and thin, almost unheard.

Seeing her weak and pitiful look, Chang Sihao felt very regretful and thought to himself: "She is a delicate maid. She is grateful just because she can escape from Juejiu after following me and avoid being beaten and bullied. She is very caring and considerate. Who else has provoked me? I felt depressed and unknowingly used her as a punching bag. Hey! Chang Sihao, what are you? After being respected for a long time, have you really changed your personality in your heart, thinking that she is a person, and treating her as a servant without dignity, laughing and scolding Sui Xing, and drinking?" He hurriedly came forward and pulled her hand: "Ayao, I'm sorry, I...ah, I'm not deliberately scolding you."

Ayao blushed and looked at the ground with his head tilted: "No, it's me who was wrong. You have told me many times that I am not allowed to call me that, but I always call you the wind, which makes you angry, but I am wrong."

Chang Sihao said: "I'm not for this."

A Yao asked: "Why is that?"

Chang Si sighed and thought to himself: "I hate that the power of the East Factory covers the sky. It is difficult to save the young master Cheng Lian'an. It is even more difficult to avenge Yin'er's humiliation. It is even more difficult to find Miss Cheng in the vast sea of ​​people. What's the use of telling you a weak girl?" He turned his eyes to the night sky and said lightly: "It's nothing, I'm not angry, I'm just depressed."

Ayao raised his head, his eyelashes flashed, and his two big eyes blinked at him. Apart from each other, he saw that he did not talk further. He knew that he was unwilling to let himself know about this sorrow, but he was not convenient to ask more questions. He advised: "Brother Chang, in life, there are many things that can't be changed. If you want to change it, you can do your best to be worthy of your heart. Look at the teacup, if you pour clear water into it, it will be clear water. If you pour tea into it, it will be tea. Isn't it the same in human heart? Think more about those happy things and fill your heart with your heart, and you won't feel depressed."

Chang Sihao smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that people's hearts are not like teacups, but like this sky. Even if there are thousands of unwillingness and dislikes, there will be dark clouds covering the sun. When the rainstorm is pouring, you can't help but let it go."

Ayao smiled and said, "It's wrong, it's wrong! If you feel happy in your heart, you will feel refreshed even if you get wet. You have to be happy to see dark clouds covering the sun."

Chang Sihao's eyes showed a smile: "Is that true?"

Ayao said: "Yes. Look at Liu Zongyuan, who was in a bad mood when he worked in Liuzhou, so he wrote the poem "The rain is over the mountain city, and the flowers are gone, and the banyan leaves are everywhere in the garden are singing." When people see it, they feel depressed. Mr. Lu You and Lu's "Lying at night and listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and ice river come to his dreams!" They are both the song of the rain, but how excited and generous? Rain is rain, it will not be different, but how to view it depends entirely on people's mood."

Chang Sihao nodded, remembering what the old army said in the past: "A person lives for a day, even if he lives for a day, he has more thoughts in his mind. If he thinks of it for 180 days, he can come up with something else?" Although this is rough, the truth is the same. Although it is difficult to save orphans, take revenge, and find people, what is the use of thinking? What is the use of worry? Everything is as A Yao said, just do your best.

He smiled and said, "You are right. Since you are depressed, you can't change the world. Why not let yourself live a happier life? If you are happy, the people around him will be happy as well. It seems that my heart is too narrow, and it is far from the same as you. In the future, I will ask you, the gentleman, to enlighten me."

Ayao looked gloomy: "No, my heart is a small teacup, but Brother Chang's heart is vast and not narrow at all."

"The sky is long, the sky is long... Haha, is my heart really as vast as the sky?" Chang Sihao murmured, "That's a joke, but the heart is empty and there is nothing, a big fool, it's true."

Ayao smiled and said, "No, you sacrifice your life and go to Datong to fight against the Tartars to protect the people. You are concerned about the dangers of the country and have a sense of righteousness. You are depressed and worried about the affairs of the eldest lady. This is the result of love and love. Since you have feelings and righteousness in your heart, you are naturally not empty."

Chang Sihao felt awkward when he heard her mention Qin Ziyin: "I have grown so big, and I have never thought about anything else. The thieves and Tartars are not good things, and they have meat to eat, just kill them! What kind of love is something that makes people confused. Can I be considered affection for her? After learning that something happened to her, I always felt that it was unlikely. First, A Xiang has always been frivolous and his words may not be true. Second, he thought that Mingchengjun would not kill him and did such a thing. Only after meeting him did he realize that all this had come true. I felt sorry for her, but she was beautiful and good. It was of course good to marry a wife, but if time could go back, I would be willing to have nothing to do with her. In this way, she could think of his Xiao Jinshiyue, and I could also find my young master with peace of mind. Everyone was in peace, and no one felt uncomfortable."

Seeing his expression tragic, Ayao asked softly: "Brother Chang, did I say the wrong thing?"

Chang Sihao smiled and said, "No." He thought to himself, "It's already like this, and I can't change it anymore. I'm just thinking about things that can't be changed! How did Ayao advise me just now? She, a little girl, can see things so clearly. I have to cheer up and not be depressed anymore." Thinking of this, he pretended to be solemn, "It turns out that I am sad and unsatisfied, but now I am full of joy and very happy, but I am so heartless?"

A Yao quickly shook his head: "No, no..."

Chang Sihao saw that she was extremely interesting in her eagerness to defend her, and smiled and said, "It's good not to be there. Well, there is love and righteousness in my 'Long Sky'. What is in your little teacup?"

A Yao's face turned red, he turned slightly, flattened his mouth for a while, and said softly: "I'm in my little teacup, I'm pretending to be raindrops."

Chang Sihao is very strange: "What are you doing when you pretend to be raindrops?"

A Yao smiled: "Of course it's useful. Whenever it rains, my teacup is filled with raindrops, so he will say to Yuncai: 'Hey, are you shy? Look at how many tears come out after crying?' When Yuncai saw him, he naturally covered his face and ran away, and the sky was clear."

Chang Sihao laughed: "Hahaha, this is a good idea, I'm afraid Yuncai is a shameless person."

Ayao flattened his mouth, as if he was a little disappointed. Seeing him smiling happily, he no longer felt better. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Brother Chang, I'll wait for you to rest."

Chang Sihao smiled and said, "What did you call me just now?"

"I call you Brother Chang...ah!" Ayao was shocked and wanted to reach out to cover his mouth, but forgot that his hands were still held by Chang Sihao. He was embarrassed and gently pulled back.

Chang Sihao smiled and said, "Haha, don't hide it. You have called out several times just now, but you just haven't realized it."

A Yao said in surprise: "Where is it!" Suddenly, his voice turned lowered and he lowered his head: "...There were not many times, I just shouted... Oh, I forgot for a moment, it was so big or small. How could this be good..."

Chang Sihao smiled and said, "But I hope you keep calling like this and never realize it. Only when you talk to me like you just now will I be happy. I call myself a slave all day long, and it's not annoying."

A Yao's long eyelashes flashed twice and said lightly: "Really?"
Chapter completed!