Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

Jing Ke immediately raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at Jing Wenshan in astonishment, "What does father mean?"

Jing Wenshan sneered, "If I was able to not stick to those false and false friendships like I am today, why would it have been the turn of Jing Wenhe, a coward who does not think about making progress, to be the head of the family!"

"Son! Sometimes you can't be bound by the inexplicable rules and morals of the world. Those who do great things can only achieve success and move forward bravely if they give up these mother-in-law things, understand?"

Jing Ke paused for a long time before saying: "Yes, the son respects his father's teaching."

Jing Wenshan said earnestly, "I hope my father has not taught you in vain all these years."

Jing Ke lowered his eyebrows and said yes.

That's all, Jing Ke was puzzled again: "Father, many elders in the clan don't want to be born in the family, why did they all respond so quickly today?"

Jing Wenshan smiled, and his smile was somewhat smug, "Everyone in this world has something to attack, some are love, some are wealth and power, and some people are themselves, such as personality."

Seeing that Jing Ke listened carefully, Jing Wenshan continued: "In our clan, the one who is still staying in the village recently and who is the most senior and loves to manage things is Jing Fengguo. Putting on the show, being headstrong and conceited, supercilious, doing things mostly on impulse, really ignorant, he thinks that he is old and senior, and everyone in the family should respect him, worship him, and follow his wishes, a little bit unsatisfactory Just get angry, and he hates people's humility and evasion the most."

Jing Ke only touched his nose when his father called his great-grandfather by his first name and pointed out his shortcomings almost mockingly.

"As for Jing Fan, he just likes to put on a good face, and he always has the hypocritical appearance of a humble gentleman. Jing Fan was elected as the young patriarch, and Jing Fengguo was very dissatisfied with him. The two personalities are really not easy to get along with each other. Let me mention that Jing Fan's kung fu is far superior to mine, so Jing Feng Nation will not believe it, and Jing Fan will definitely be humble, which will definitely make Jing Feng Nation angry."

Jing Fengguo and Jingke knew more or less, but what his father said was quite true.

"As for the martial arts competition, based on what I know about Jing Fan, he probably won't agree, but he won't refute it directly. He probably will push back and forth, reminding me gently that Jing Fengguo doesn't like twists and turns, so he will naturally I'm impatient, so I'll add more details about the Jing family's situation over the years, and Jing Fengguo will respond in a fit of anger."

Jing Ke nodded, "But this young master..."

Jing Wenshan accepted his words, holding his forehead with some doubts, "I didn't expect this, I don't know what medicine Jing Fan took wrongly, not only agreed to the martial arts competition, but also willingly gave up the position of young master to others, I also recommend you."

Jing Ke was surprised, as if he couldn't believe it.

Jing Wenshan: "I was also surprised at the time. Is he making progress by retreating? Or is he losing his temper? But this really ruined Jingfeng's national spirit. Not only did he respond to the martial arts competition, but he also added the rule of "who will win the first place?" , whoever will be the Young Patriarch really surprised me."

Jing Ke frowned: "Does Jing Fan have any conspiracy? There is also the matter of changing the young master by martial arts. Did the great-grandfather take the lead? There are still a few people in the Jing family who are of the same generation as him, and there are also those who are higher than him."

Jing Wenshan snorted coldly, "If it is said that Jing Fan has no conspiracy, I will definitely not believe it. There are quite a few people who have been held in our hands these years. He probably can't hold back. As for the matter of changing the young Patriarch, Humph! What's the use of having more elders in the clan? How many are really in charge? Everyone is the shopkeeper, since they don't want to be the masters, then don't be the masters!"

Jing Wenshan also told Jing Ke, "These days, if you have nothing to do, keep an eye on those who are doing business in the clan. Don't give me any trouble. Jing Fan will also keep an eye on him to see what he wants to do. I We need to plan this competition carefully, the Jing family should change to be the leader."

Jing Ke is busy.

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In the past few days, compared to Jingwenshan's busy schedule of building and renovating the martial arts arena, sending out invitations, preparing yards for guests to eat, secretly watching, and so on, everyone in Jingfan is very leisurely and lazy.

Waking up early in the morning, Qingyou fetched the water and brought it in. Ao Ran stretched her waist and muttered, "Hey, I've told you several times. I can fetch the water myself. The well is nearby. , it doesn’t take much trouble.”

Qingyou ignored his chanting, and handed him the water cup for gargling, "Master, don't babble anymore, my ears are getting callused, and Mr. Yan didn't say anything, so you just have to read it every day." , and the well water is so cold, it’s getting colder gradually, you can’t use the well water all the time.”

Ao Ran rubbed his ears to express his helplessness, if this continues, he will succumb to the evil hierarchical society of the ancient times, where he stretched out his clothes to eat and opened his mouth. Thinking about the past, he was still learning to cook for his girlfriend, which is rare in the world The five-good young man, that gentle and elegant self, is gone forever, too depraved.

"Is the young master talking about me again? Here, wipe your face." Then, he went to pick up the comb again, "Sir, I'll tie your hair."

Ao Ran: "I'll do the hair myself."

Qingyou rolled her eyes silently, "Sir, please don't, I couldn't help laughing for several days since I saw your hair tied up, do you know how funny you look? It's also thanks to Mr. Yan's expressionless face , or else you'll be laughing."

Ao Ran: "..."

Qingyou didn't care about Ao Ran's speechlessness, and said with a smile, "Young master at least gives you the appearance of a handsome young man, gentle as jade, why do you often act stupid on weekdays."

Ao Ran: "..." Goodbye, little girl, there is no more talk.

Saying that there was nothing to talk about, Ao Ran saw that Yan Fengge was no longer there, so he asked, "Senior brother went out again?"

Qingyou nodded, "Mr. Yan has already left."

Ao Ran: "Have you eaten yet?"

Qingyou sighed: "I took a few buns and left. It's still from yesterday, and it's not hot. Fortunately, it's been cold recently, otherwise the taste will change."

Yan Fengge is talented and works hard. His efforts are double that of others. For the past few days, Ao Ran has not seen him every morning, and breakfast is just a hasty solution. Fortunately, Ao Ran ordered Qingyou to go to Give him a meal, otherwise he can probably live on a few steamed buns or dry food all day long.

Ao Ran was inspired by this desperate senior brother Saburo. Every day, if he didn't work hard, he would feel a heinous crime. He sighed and told Qingyou: "You can eat breakfast by yourself. I'll go to your young master's place. If you work hard, you can bring lunch to senior brother."

Qingyou nodded, "Master, I understand, don't worry."

Ao Ran, who was quite "stimulated" by Yan Fengge, hurried to Jingfan House, prepared to have breakfast at his place, and followed him to study medicine. After going there, he found out that Jing Zi He and Jingxiang are also there, although they are not busy with other things, but Yihe Wu never misses, and they have very little time to see each other every day.

The little maid added more bowls and chopsticks to Ao Ran, and Jing Zi said from the side, "Ao Ran, you're here to eat again."

Ao Ran took a sip of the sweet and soft porridge, and sighed, "It's the same food as yours everywhere."

Jing Xiang: "Where's your brother?"

Ao Ran: "I went to practice. There was no one else in the morning. I don't think Jing Zi has much time to see him every day."

Jing Zi has also been going crazy recently, chasing Yan Fengge every day, asking for countless beatings every day, it seems that he is not comfortable if he is not beaten.

Ao Ran asked: "How many times have you lost? How many seconds did you last each time?"

Jing Zi was shy when he lost at the beginning, and became angry from embarrassment, but now he is very calm and a bit proud, "Including the loss at Maoshi today, now we have lost 83 games in total, great progress, and now we can hold on for a moment Too many clocks."

Ao Ran was startled, "It's so early, you are full of energy."

Jing Zi was proud, "According to my observation, your senior brother goes out every day at a quarter of a hour, so I will block him once a day at this hour, and after a fight, he can sleep in the cage again."

Ao Ran clasped her fists at him, without saying anything.

Jing Xiang couldn't help giving a thumbs up, this perseverance is admirable.

Jing Zi looked at Ao Ran with a face full of blessings and didn't know how to be blessed, and sighed: "It's not easy for me, it's not like you live with your senior brother every day, you can fight anytime and anywhere, and you can communicate with each other from time to time Experience in martial arts."

Ao Ran couldn't help but choke, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. When it came to the exchange of martial arts experience with Yan Fengge, it was really a bitter tear. Yan Fengge can work hard on his own, but he definitely teaches Misunderstood my son, Ao Ran asked him for advice on crossing the bottleneck a few days ago, and the person replied solemnly, "I usually cross it after thinking about it for a while, and you can try it too."

Ao Ran: "..." Are you serious?

Jing Xiang raised her stunned chin, "Your brother really said that?"

After nodding, Ao Ran put down the finished porridge bowl and took another bun.

"..." Jing Xiang was speechless for a while, "I think it's easier for your senior brother to get beaten up like this."

Ao Ran chewed the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth and snorted softly, "Then someone else must beat him."

Compared to the helplessness of Ao Ran and the others, Jing Zi felt that there was nothing wrong with Yan Fengge's words, "Martial arts can only be understood but cannot be explained in words, and it is not clear."

Jing Xiang said indifferently: "What did you realize? How many times a day are you beaten?"

Jing Zi gritted her teeth, took a bun and stuffed it in Jing Xiang's mouth.

In fact, Jing Zi's personality is more like Yan Fengge's. Both of them are stubborn, persistent and tenacious. They never take shortcuts and only rely on their own research and unremitting efforts. Therefore, Jing Zi is very able to adapt to Yan Fengge's inability to explain. Clearly, in the teaching mode of playing as soon as they come, they may feel that skills and experience are useless, and only by fighting with all their strength over and over again can they improve themselves.

Jing Fan, who has been adhering to the fine tradition of eating and sleeping without talking since sitting at the dinner table, suddenly glanced at Ao Ran, "If you study medicine in the morning, don't go to the medicine garden in the afternoon. Let's go to the martial arts field to compete."

Hearing this, Ao Ran was quite happy, and hurriedly nodded.

Jing Zi was quite displeased with Jing Fan's behavior of giving Ao Ran a small treatment, "Brother, you never taught me."

Jing Fan: "Never taught before?"

Jing Zi rubbed his ears and laughed twice, "It used to be, but it's gone recently."

Before Jing Fan could reply, Jing Xiang said, "You are more suitable for being beaten, and you can achieve something if you get beaten. My brother's method is too gentle and won't help you."

Jing Zi: "..."

Of course, Ao Ran will experience this kind of "tenderness" in the afternoon.