The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 157 Ambush
24 hours a day, except for six hours of sleep, Feng Huaying basically stays in the carpentry room for the rest of the time, concentrating on completing her masterpiece.

A set of study supplies, desk, bookcase.

Not even a single nail can be used. With a simple but not simple artistic conception, Feng Huaying strives to use the simplest techniques to create the most literati-like furniture.

It is also the most difficult point in Ming-style furniture.

When it was finally completed, Feng Huaying nodded with satisfaction. She saw mountains and rivers in the bookcases and desks, which are exactly the literati characteristics pursued by Ming-style furniture.

"Master, when did you come?" Feng Huaying was about to ask her master to come over to see what was going on, but when she turned her head, she saw her master behind her, and her little nephew was also there.

Cao Qingyong's face is full of complexities, people are more popular than others, why is the gap between people so big!

The young master's work as a teacher has been completed, and he has just found the way, tsk!

Liao Mingyuan didn't answer Feng Huaying's words, but concentrated on watching Feng Huaying's works, with scrutiny in his eyes, very serious, and didn't say if it was okay, Feng Huaying was very nervous.

She didn't dare to ask, so she followed the master obediently, waiting for his evaluation.

When Feng Huaying was about to lose her mind, Liao Mingyuan finally said: "Your creation is very thoughtful, the idea seems simple but not simple, and the style is very lively, which is very different from the usual style. This is very good. We As craftsmen and artists, flexible creation is more conducive to the development and improvement of this industry.”

Feng Huaying grinned, trying to control it but couldn't hold it back, so she could only speak modestly: "Master is right, I will continue to work hard to innovate in the future."

It didn't take long before I heard the master say: "But..."

Feng Huaying's heart skipped a beat, ah, what Master wants to say, don't fail to say it, then she will be happy in vain.

In such an instant, Feng Huaying's back was covered with sweat, the corners of her mouth that could not be suppressed before were now stiff, her eyes were staring straight at Master, staring at his mouth, her expression was a little depressed, as if she had been abandoned big dog.

"But your composition is still a bit poor. Although the artistic conception is good, some places are unnecessary and can be more streamlined. Like Yatou, the direction is very good here, and the cloud patterns are more rounded and active. Let you, a mountain and flowing water The artistic conception has improved a lot, but there are two more strokes, which is just a little bit worse."

Feng Huaying was depressed, as if a little bit.

She wanted simplicity but also didn't want it to be too simple, so she made it a little more complicated, but she didn't expect to use too much force and it became a failure.

"The overall structure is good, but it is not perfect. You will learn more about painting and composition in the future, so that you can go further."

"Yes, Master." Feng Huaying was listless.

Now the teacher is gone, and I can only talk about it after I have learned it well next time.

Cao Qingyong should be gloating, but he couldn't bear to see it, and wanted to say something to Shigong, but Shigong's next words made him shut up, showing a cold face.

"Hua Ying."

"Yes, Master." Feng Huaying calmed down and said seriously.

"You can leave the teacher now." Liao Mingyuan threw a bomb indifferently, and looked at the foolish person in front of him, with a wider smile on his face and a more kind breath.

"……"Meow meow meow?Is there something wrong with her hearing?
Feng Huaying looked at Cao Qingyong as if asking for proof, Cao Qingyong had a stinky face, and couldn't help saying: "You are only a few days earlier than me, and I will catch up soon."

He was still worrying blindly.

Feng Huaying didn't hear anything else, just listened to what she wanted to hear, and jumped up, "Great, I'm a teacher!"

Jumping one meter high, Cao Qingyong yelled loudly: "I'm so excited..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged. Cao Qingyong, who had never had physical contact with a girl, was suddenly dumbfounded, his tongue seemed to be swallowed by a cat.

Before he could react and become angry, Feng Huaying let him go, ran to Master and returned to normal: "Thank you Master for teaching me, I will continue to work hard in the future."

"Well, you have just started on the road of carpentry now, and there is still a long way to go, I hope you will not be complacent..."

One of the master and the apprentice was admonishing and the other was listening carefully. Cao Qingyong came back to his senses and muttered "I don't know how to behave" in a low voice, with a suspicious blush on his face, but soon he also laughed.

At the same time, he swore secretly in his heart that sooner or later he would catch up with her!

After officially leaving the teacher, Feng Huaying couldn't wait to go back. She hadn't gone back for more than half a month.

But it was already late yesterday, so she could only hold back and wait until dawn to have a quick meal before leaving.

Originally, she wanted to leave by herself, but Master had to let Uncle Yang see her off, so she couldn't do anything about it.

Liao Mingyuan looked at the apprentice happily leaving in the bullock cart, feeling very uncomfortable.

Cao Qingyong muttered: "I know about Ji Weihe, why is it so urgent?"

On the bullock cart, Feng Huaying looked at the road ahead with a radiant look.

I don't know how Ji Weihe is at home, is the house already dirty?

When they were about to reach Lianhaigang, a group of people appeared on the way, more than a dozen muscular men, and they were not easy to provoke.

"Huaying, go away." Seeing the situation, Uncle Yang hurriedly pushed Feng Huaying away, intending to stay and stop these people by himself.

"What are you going to do, the old guy is going." The burly black man stretched out his hand and was about to lift Uncle Yang away, and the others surrounded the cart.

"Slap!" Feng Huaying slapped the big man without any energy left. The sound of broken hand bones came along with the applause. Before the big man could howl, his body tilted and he fell to the ground and howled.

The people around him didn't expect this kind of result, they didn't have time to hold him back, they could only watch helplessly as his companion was slapped to the ground?
Are you kidding me, a stinky [-] can beat people like this in one go?

The big man's companion couldn't help showing contempt for the wailing man: "Wang San, what are you crying for, get up quickly, isn't it a man!"

Wang San: "..."

Tears of pain are about to fall, I can't say a word, I can only scold my mother in my heart, you are capable, try it yourself and you will know whether it is fake or not.

Only the boss of this group of people paid attention to it, and did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest.

"Who are you, did you find the wrong person?" Feng Huaying's good mood was gone, and no one would be happy when encountering such a thing.

She usually didn't go out much in Yizhou, so she couldn't have been looking for her, but she was looking for the wrong person. Feng Huaying cursed bad luck in her heart, but she didn't dare to relax her vigilance.

"Looking for the wrong person? No, the one looking for is you, Feng Huaying!" The man sneered and said, "Let's go together, don't worry about that old thing, take down this woman!"

They didn't talk too much at all, they went straight up, Feng Huaying grabbed Uncle Yang, swept his leg backwards, two people fell down, and pushed Uncle Yang out: "Uncle Yang, run!"

Uncle Yang is over 50 years old, but he can't beat these dozen people.

Uncle Yang was pushed out and managed to stabilize. He was so anxious that he wanted to break into the encirclement to help her. How could he deal with so many people by himself, and they were all Kong Wu's powerful men. He was not a coward.

"Uncle Yang, you don't need to take care of this place, you go and call the police to help me!"

Uncle Yang weighed it up, seeing that Feng Huaying's punches and kicks seemed to be very strong, and he could hold on for a while, he turned and ran away.

Someone wanted to arrest Uncle Yang, but Feng Huaying stopped them all, but she herself was punched a few times.

"Don't chase." The head shouted sharply, aroused by Feng Huaying: "It's important to catch Feng Huaying."

Feng Huaying felt that her arms and back were numb from the pain, and when she heard what the man said, she almost exploded with anger, and laughed grimly: "Come on, who is afraid of anyone, a group of useless men, if you don't beat your parents If you don’t know me, my surname is not Feng!”

She provoked someone, and went home happily, but in the end, such an innocent disaster happened, so go to hell!

Dare to come to her Feng Huaying, she will let these people eat shit!
In an instant, Feng Huaying rushed out like a female Tyrannosaurus rex, and the bloodshot man who was already beating was so violently stimulated!
(End of this chapter)