Attack him ahead of time crazy [rebirth]

Jiang Chen frowned after not hearing any sound from here for a long time: "Where's the person?"

A few seconds later, a cold voice passed through the microphone and landed in Jiang Chen's ear: "Jiang Chen, you lost today."

Jiang Chen felt a little itchy in his ears, so he took the phone away, and just listening to the voice, he could imagine this person talking with a dull face.

"How did I lose?"

Yan Fei said indifferently: "You, surrender without fighting, I, surrender without fighting."

Be concise and to the point.

"Why didn't I surrender without a fight?" Jiang Chen snorted and said disdainfully, "I was delayed by something today, so I'll come back another day."

"Another day is another day. If you don't come today, you have already lost."

Jiang Chen: "..." Is the mind of a top student like this?

"Forget it, forget it, you win this time." Jiang Chen waved his hand indifferently, and when the pain came, he remembered that even if he waved his hand, the other party couldn't see it.

"Bet, I'll go back and think about it, and I'll let you know when I think about it." Yan Fei said again.

"What bet?" Jiang Chen froze for a moment.

"There is a stake in every appointment." Yan Fei told the truth lightly.

Indeed, every time they make a fight, there is a stake, but either Meng Xi provoked the other party first, or Jiang Chen provoked Yan Fei. The two sides need to make a fight to settle the previous disputes. , forget about the previous things.

But this time Meng Xi locked Nan Qing's bicycle, and Nan Qing locked Meng Xi's bicycle again. The matter is over, so there must be other bets.

Xueba Yanfei calculated all these very accurately, and did not allow himself to suffer a little bit.

"..." Jiang Chen never expected such a result.

I always feel that something is wrong, but it seems to be such a reason...

"Does your mother know that you are so thick-skinned?" Jiang Chen couldn't help cursing.

"She knows." Yan Fei said quietly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask her yourself."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Nan Qing, who was holding a mobile phone, already laughed out loud.

He has known Jiang Chen for many years. At that time, he dropped out of school to work as a network administrator in an Internet cafe. Jiang Chen always came to the Internet cafe to play games, and the two became acquainted.

The eldest young master is rich and handsome, and everyone around him praises him. For so many years, he has never seen him suffer from anyone, and Yan Fei is the first.

Every time he made an appointment to fight at the boxing gym, Jiang Chen lost four out of five times. In terms of words, no matter how aggressive Jiang Chen was, Yan Fei could always fight back with cold and choking words.

Just like that, the young master was still rushing to find fault.

In fact, Nanqing still hasn't figured out how Jiang Chen, who is obviously 1.9 meters tall and [-] meters tall, can't beat the gentle Yan Fei every time.

Over there, Jiang Chen sighed slowly: "I am willing to bow down, you are Zhuge Liang's eloquence against the Confucians."

Yan Fei frowned: "Do you still know that Zhuge Liang fights with Confucians?"

There was silence for three seconds, and Jiang Chen's faint voice came: "Yan Fei, who do you look down on? Why can't I know that Zhuge Liang is fighting the Confucians with his tongue?"

Jiang Chen who spoke like this, his voice was a little less clear, but it was almost the same as the 28-year-old Jiang Chen's voice.

Yan Fei was in a daze.

In the few years he lived with Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen vividly portrayed the image of an uneducated scumbag. Every time a family of three watched TV or saw some historical dramas, Jiang Chen could not stop asking: "What is this?" Is Sima Guang the same Sima Guang who smashed the vat?"

"Who is Yongzheng's father, and who is Yongzheng's son?"

"Which Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms are the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms?"

……

Every time Jiang Guo would laugh at his brother for being uneducated, and even Yan Fei would stab him a few words.

Getting used to it came naturally, and Yan Fei forgot that Jiang Chen is only 17 years old now, and he probably hasn't practiced that thick skin like a steel plate yet.

Jiang Chen didn't speak on the microphone side, and Yan Fei didn't speak on this side. Nan Qing held up the phone and felt tired: "Have you two finished chatting yet?"

Hearing Nan Qing's voice, Jiang Chen hung up the phone directly.

Nan Qing nodded, this is the temper that Young Master Jiang should have.

"I've always known the word war against Confucians, but I don't know who said it. It turned out to be the glorious deeds of the brothers, and they have gained knowledge." Said Nan Qing, a child who dropped out of school at an early age.

Meng Xi: "..." illiterate.

Nan Qing put away her phone and waved to them, "Let's go."

If it weren't for knowing that the two parties were here for a fight, the current atmosphere would be like good friends hanging out together.

Meng Xi wrinkled her nose: "Yanzi, you are too kind to him."

Yan Fei stretched his waist, "Why don't you chase him up and scold him now."

Meng Xi: "..."

……

The person who was stimulated by Yan Fei's words heard the sound coming from downstairs, opened the door and went out to listen, the family doctor said: "It's all right, just scratched the skin, it's not a big problem, just be careful not to get wet. "

Hearing this, Jiang Chen turned and went back to the room.

"It's fine, it's fine." Jiang Tianmao breathed a sigh of relief

The family doctor packed up his things and was about to leave, but Liu Feng poked Jiang Tianmao on the shoulder: "Lao Jiang, there is another one upstairs."

"Who?" Jiang Tianmao stared.

"Second Uncle, you whipped Jiang Chen just now, let the doctor show him." Jiang Sining answered.

"What to look at." Jiang Tianmao was still angry, "We should let him know what it's like, and dare to push you."

"He didn't do it on purpose." Jiang Sining lowered his head and said softly.

"Uncle doctor, come with me." The child, who had been holding Liu Feng's leg, hooked the doctor's chubby little hand, and then walked upstairs with short legs.

Fatty swayed, and the doctor followed behind, laughing nonstop.

Jiang Guo brought the doctor to Jiang Chen's door, first carefully knocked on the door, and softly called: "Brother..."

"Why?" Jiang Chen's fierce voice came from inside.

"Uncle doctor is here, you need to see a doctor." Jiang Guo kept patting on the door with her little hand, as if Jiang Chen didn't open the door, so he kept patting.

Jiang Chen opened the door suddenly, and Jiang Guo, who was holding on to the door, fell to his knees with a plop. Not only did the child not cry, but he also smiled and stared at him with big eyes: "Brother."

Jiang Chen frowned impatiently: "Why are you so annoying? I don't need to see any doctor, kid, I warn you, don't knock on my door again, or I will throw you out."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he slammed the door shut, shutting Jiang Guo out.

"Your brother is fierce again." Jiang Tianmao sent Jiang Sining upstairs, and he also planned to take a look to see if he was hit hard. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but get angry, "Old Wang, go away, don't worry." Leave him alone."

The doctor was not surprised, smiled and left a bottle of ointment and left.

Jiang Tianmao personally sent the doctor out. Jiang Sining looked at Jiang Guo who was sitting at the door of Jiang Chen's room and refused to leave, and waved to him: "Would you like to come play in my room?"

Jiang Guo shook his head, took out the Rubik's Cube from his pocket and began to play with it: "I want to guard my brother, what if he faints?"

Hearing this in the room, Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, the brat is really annoying.

Jiang Sining stood there watching Jiang Guo play Rubik's Cube, and returned to his room after a while.

……

When Yan Fei came home from the boxing gym, he stopped by the vegetable market to buy some vegetables, planning to make cold noodles for dinner.

"Cold noodles? Is it just stewed noodles? Rinse the noodles with cold water?" Meng Xi followed him into his house.

"Yes...and no." Yan Fei said.

"What's that?" Meng Xi asked again.

"..." Yan Fei glanced at him, "You'll know when you're eating, shut up, don't ask."

"Okay." Meng Xi lay back on the sofa, playing Snake with his mother's leftover PHS.

Ten years ago, communication was not very developed, there were no short videos, and the special snacks in certain places could only be known through TV and books except when going to the local area. At this time, many ordinary families did not eat out very much.

Some small restaurants are right in front of the house, but it may be several years, and no one has eaten there.

Chen Ying and Yan Fanlin would not be back for a while, so Yan Fei first fried a peanut and chopped up the side dishes for the cold noodles.

About the time the two of them came back soon, Yan Fei put the fresh noodles into the pot to cook, and when it was done, Yan Fanlin and Chen Ying happened to enter the door.

Salt, sugar, light soy sauce, vinegar, garlic, chili, plus two spoons of sesame paste, side dishes cucumber shreds, coriander, Yan Fei also boiled a chicken leg, tore the chicken leg meat into strips and put it in.

Meng Xi was sweating profusely after eating, and said bluntly that it was delicious.

Yan Fanlin also eats delicious food. A few days ago, the dishes Yan Fei cooked were home-cooked dishes. Today, Yan Fanlin suddenly wanted to make such cold noodles, and Yan Fanlin became curious: "It's quite delicious, who taught you how to make cold noodles?" of?"

"My son is self-taught." Chen Ying said proudly.

Yan Fanlin: "..."

Yan Fanlin was going to drive to another place the next day, and this journey would take several days. Yan Fei told Yan Fanlin to be careful when driving.

Yan Fanlin thought it was interesting to see his son, who had always been quiet, being so verbose, so he said to Chen Ying at night, "My son has grown up."

"Is it a good thing that the son grows up?" Chen Yingbai glanced at him, "Because his father is not worried, so he was forced to grow up."

Yan Fanlin: "..."

The son's poisonous tongue followed his mother's lead.

Yan Fanlin set off at three o'clock in the morning, and Yan Fei got up to see him off.

Yan Fanlin stood on the top of the cart's body and checked all the ropes again, and then jumped down along the tires, with skilled and vigorous movements.

At this time, Yan Fanlin was only in his 40s, and he was in his prime.

After losing his legs, Yan Fanlin was silent every day, often staring out the window in a daze. Because of the car accident, his body became very poor, and the dual mental and physical torture made him fragile.

The street was very quiet after three o'clock in the morning, only occasionally a car passed by, and Yan Fei's shadow was dragged under the street lights.

Yan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately everything can be done again.

The Jiang family at three o'clock in the morning.

"when" "when" "when"...

Liu Feng got up to go to the toilet, and heard a loud "dang" and "dang" sound coming from the kitchen.

The voice was unusually clear and piercing in the silent night.

Liu Feng shivered, but she didn't know where the courage came from. She slowly touched it with shaking legs, and then saw a man in black standing in front of the chopping board, chopping up the scarlet meat on the chopping board, and Blood flowed down the chopping board to the ground.

"Ah...ah..."

Liu Feng's voice woke up everyone in the villa.

Everyone stood in the kitchen with their clothes on, with different expressions on their faces.

Jiang Tianmao pointed at Jiang Chen who was still holding a kitchen knife with shaking fingers: "You, you, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Chen waved the bloody knife and sighed, "Chop the meat."

"What kind of meat do you chop without sleeping in the middle of the night?" Liu Feng was still shivering in Jiang Tianmao's arms with fright.

"I..." Jiang Chen couldn't explain.

He couldn't say that he was so restless that he wanted to kill someone, so he thought of going to the next door to drag Jiang Sining up and beat him up, right?

He is irritable, he is irritable, he is irritable, he can't sleep all over, he has to find something to vent the irritable factor in his body that doesn't know where it came from.

He walked back and forth in the room for an hour, almost suffocated, and finally he could only come to the kitchen to chop meat.

When Jiang Chen saw Jiang Sining standing beside Jiang Tianmao, he hurriedly turned his eyes away from him. He couldn't look at him now, and wanted to beat him to death as soon as he saw him.

Jiang Sining didn't offend him, so Jiang Chen thought it might be because it was too hot.

He is young and full of fire.

Jiang Chen took a bucket of Haagen-Dazs from the refrigerator and walked upstairs in a daze.

Liu Feng trembled: "Lao Jiang, your son is crazy...Is he sick?"

Jiang Tianmao: "..."

The author has something to say:

Jiang Chen without culture: Thank you, I am a genius.

Xueba Yanfei: Then you act like a fool.

Nan Qing: Play your true colors.

Meng Xi: A bunch of illiterates.

Just to clarify, my brother Chen is not really uneducated...