tiger teacher

() Eat without talking, sleep without talking, during the whole meal, Wang Jian did not speak, neither did the old carpenter, until both of them put away their chopsticks.The old carpenter just poured out a large bowl of wine from the wine jar beside him, and then poured another bowl for Wang Jian.

The crimson wine was crystal clear like amber, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.Wang Jian has never drunk it, but has seen it.This is the Yao Chi Qing brewed by the old carpenter for his grandson in the future. This is one of the three major wines that are as famous as Hou'er Zui and Three-Step Throat Lock.

"Here is a bowl." The old carpenter pushed the bowl to Wang Jian's side: "I can't drink any more, I have to keep it for my grandson."

Wang Jian smiled and reached out to pick up the bowl of wine, but he couldn't touch the thick blue porcelain bowl.This made him suddenly wake up, and then a sore feeling rushed straight to his eyes and nose.

"Hey!" The old carpenter reached out and patted Wang Jian's head heavily: "Men are not allowed to cry over such things, and you are not ashamed!"

Wang Jian rubbed his nose, and then smiled: "I've been crying since I was a child, and it's not like you don't know." ..

Although Wang Jian has always shown himself as a tough guy, in fact, he is a typical natural sentimental guy. Many people think that Wang Jian is a pervert like a Terminator. In fact... the blood flowing in his veins is not engine oil. When he was sad and sad, he hesitated when he encountered a choice. Aside from his strong body, he was not much different from any literary youth in his twenties.

He also has a little-known little skill, that is, high-end harmonica skills. He won a provincial competition trophy at the age of 12, and his "Red River Valley" was used as the soundtrack of a Hollywood movie.

"Father... I'm sorry." Wang Jian looked at the old carpenter and then lowered his head: "I didn't let you live a good life."

"Stupid son." The old carpenter pinched Wang Jian's ear: "What is a good house? Does living in a big house and driving a small car make a good house?"

Wang Jian raised his head silently: "Isn't it? I can let you live a good life now...but you are gone."

"What a silly boy." The old carpenter smiled heartily: "You, you are still too young and innocent, sometimes a little childish." The old carpenter took out a photo with Wang Jian when he was six years old from his pocket: "Are you My hope, is there anything happier in this world than watching your own hope thrive day by day? Watching you develop in a good direction every day. Every day the sun can shine on you, every day I can see your smiling face all day, what day is better than this? Tell me?"

Wang Jian was at a loss for words for a while, and just supported his head with one hand: "But I always feel that I can't do well."

"I used to sit on the world, and every word I said was someone else's imperial decree." The old carpenter gently held Wang Jian's hand: "Am I doing well? No, I am not doing well. Supreme ? Who is supreme? Everyone is a world, who can change a world? You can’t, I can’t, and no one can.”

"So you are hesitant and helpless now because you have seen how big the world is. You are better than me at this point. Let me ask you. Have you ever climbed a mountain?"

"Climbing...Of course." Wang Jian was amused: "I'm a famous wild boy."

The old carpenter picked up the wine and took a full sip: "Silly boy, let me tell you how you feel at the foot of the mountain, on the side of the mountain, and at the top of the mountain."

Wang Jian thought for a while, then raised his head: "When I'm at the foot of the mountain, I often feel...the mountain is really high, and I don't know if I can go up. When I'm on the mountainside, I feel very tired. But I'm afraid I'm sorry if I want to go back. My own strength to get up. But at the top of the mountain...frustration."

The old carpenter looked at Wang Jian and smiled slightly, waiting for him to continue.

"Yes, it's frustration." Wang Jian laughed suddenly: "Because you only found out when you reached the top of the mountain that the mountain in front is higher than the broken mountain at your feet! And the scenery is no different from the bottom of the mountain."

"Yes, you have a sense of frustration, but I only have a sense of accomplishment." The old carpenter shook his head silently: "You can see farther than me. I have been staring at the foot of the mountain, but you have been looking at the clear sky. You are afraid that you will not be able to surpass me, in fact Didn't you notice? You're already surpassing me, at least... I'm just doing nothing. I have nothing but the awe of others. And you, will be crowned king."

Then the old carpenter's voice and picture stopped, and then... Wang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.It was already sunny outside at this moment, a lost seabird was staring at Wang Jian on the window sill, and a breeze was blowing the curtains on the open window.

There was silence all around, probably because it was still early.There is no cries of soy milk and fried dough sticks and noisy traffic and people when I wake up in the morning.

Wang Jian sat up from the bed silently, rubbed his eyes with his hands, smiled slightly, and said to himself, "Old man, you are so righteous, you actually came all the way from thousands of miles to cheer me up."

As he spoke, he stood up and stretched, and slowly took off the weight of the leggings on his legs, then put on his clothes and put on the leggings, and carried the double knives he brought from China on his back, and Put on those nano gloves.A bandage was also tied around the wrist, and more than 20 lancets were stuffed into the bandage.

After he was almost done tidying up, Yang Yue walked in, looked Wang Jian up and down, and said with a smile, "Your spirit looks good."

Wang Jian rubbed his nose: "Yes, very good. Someone came here to cheer me on."

"It must be a confidante?" Yang Yue smiled slyly: "You really have a lot of confidante."

Wang Jian didn't answer, just laughed it off, and then stepped out of the door: "Is the car ready?"

"Well, anytime. But..." Yang Yue paused for a moment, and her expression became serious: "This road is not easy to walk."

"I have always thought that the road to heaven is easy to walk, but it is a road of no return. Only the difficult road can come back." Wang Jian took a deep breath: "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to come back."

At the same time, Shanova was also getting ready. She was wearing tights, two uzis pinned to her waist, and her signature revolver. She was wearing attack gloves, her hair was coiled on top of her head, and she looked heroic. Sassy look.

"Are you really planning to go?" Katyusha frowned. "It's very dangerous. You also said that the first rule of the law of the jungle is to avoid risks."

"You also said that people cannot be measured by the law of the jungle. Just let me go to see the excitement." Shanova smiled: "Don't underestimate me, my fighting power is no worse than anyone else."

Katyusha grabbed her hand: "Is it worth it for a man?"

"No, I'm only for myself." Shanova gently put down Katyusha's hand and said with a smile, "I ask you to understand everything."

After finishing speaking, Shanova turned and left, and stepped on her motorcycle that was as high-end as possible and full of sci-fi elements. After putting on the helmet, she turned her head and gave Katyusha a thumbs-up: "Don't worry, I'm very happy." Awesome. What Kato holds is also my pursuit, even if it is for the future of Heaven's Gate, I will fight for it."

"I'll wait for you to come back." Katyusha bit her lips: "Don't have any trouble."

"no problem."

Then, Wang Jian's car and Shanova's motorcycle were ignited at the same time, and they drove towards the same goal...

I still fell asleep, but woke up at four o'clock... Although it was a little less, I still lived up to my promise.

please call me nice...

By the way, speaking of good people.I actually bought a can of herbal tea called "Chen Guangbiao Good Man" yesterday.I was stunned at once, how much Brother Biao wants to be a good person... It's really hard for him. (To be continued.)