The general is wise and mighty

That night, An Sheng had a good night's sleep for the first time in three months. The bed was solid and the bedding was clean. He no longer had to endure the stench of horses, and he didn't have to worry about being raped by Xiang Zhuang while he was sleeping soundly. Wake up with a kick.

When he woke up the next day, the sun was high and An Sheng was still lying on the bed, unwilling to get up, and no one came to call him.An Sheng was sitting on the bed watching the shadows cast by the paper lattice windows on the ground by the sunlight, moving slowly with the sunlight.

"Squeak—"

The door was pushed open, Long Qie showed his head, saw that An Sheng had woken up, and walked in.

"Are you all awake?" An Sheng lazily, his eyes haven't fully opened yet.

"Yeah." Long Qi sat by the bed, thought for a moment and then said, "I thought about what you told me last night. Since you came with them, no one in the Xiang family will abandon you. They see What is in it is righteousness, not other things.”

An Sheng directly made up one hundred and eight generals in Liangshan, and the burly men ran past his eyes. For some reason, they were naked and naked, just like the former friends who went to the back mountain to relieve the heat in summer, so The expression is wonderful.

Long Qi felt that this should dispel An Sheng's doubts, so he got up and said, "We are going to go out for a walk, are you coming?"

"Huh? Go, wait for me." An Sheng, a child from the north, also wanted to visit the cities in the south, so he put on his shoes and got out of bed.

Breakfast was porridge and side dishes, very light, An Sheng praised Ji without hesitation: "Chicken, you are doing better and better."

Xiang Ji: "You're welcome."

An Sheng: "..." Who told you thank you.

The four children went out together and started wandering around the city.

Wucheng is not very big, and the dialect of the southerners can be misunderstood by An Sheng, but the other three people can understand it.Because Long Qi had just been here before, he was able to chat a few words, and not long after, Xiang Ji and Xiang Zhuang were also able to chat a few words, leaving An Sheng alone as if he didn't live in the same country as them.

After a day of eating and drinking, An Sheng looked at the empty entrance of the courtyard, and suggested: "Would you like to hang a big plaque on it, how imposing it is!"

"It's a waste of money..." Xiang Zhuang shook his head.

An Sheng: "Ha, if you don't want it, then don't. You still use idioms?! How many do you know?"

Xiang Zhuang rolled his eyes and decided to ignore him.

It seems that Xiang Liang really knows a lot of people in Wucheng, and he is often invited to deal with some things when he just arrived, funerals, worship, at least in An Sheng's view, this should be a big event of this era.

In less than a year, Xiang Liang hastily moved again, to a larger courtyard in the center of the city, and even hired a cook and handymen. Xiang Ji could finally bid farewell to his "cook father" career.

Xiang Liang found an old man for Xiang Yu, and the two of them stayed in the house all day, not knowing what to do, and occasionally they could hear the heated arguments between the two, which even reached the point of "coming out to fight".

An Sheng was about to go back to his room to drink some water, but was grabbed by Xiang Zhuang who was hiding outside the gate of the inner courtyard.

"What? I'm dying of thirst."

"Listen to me, you definitely don't want to go in now." Xiang Zhuang's eyes were sincere and his tone was sincere.

"Why?" An Sheng quietly looked into the courtyard.

I only saw Xiang Yu standing with his back to them and his left hand behind him. Opposite him was an old man with gray hair and beard.

An Sheng quietly moved his head back, squatted on the ground and listened to the corner with Xiang Zhuang: "Then what does the old man want?"

"Why don't you ask my brother what he wants to do?" Xiang Zhuang wondered, "No matter how you look at it, it should be my brother's choice. What can he do as an old man."

"Uh, okay. Hurry up!" An Sheng was impatient.

"I didn't hear clearly..." Seeing that An Sheng was going to get angry, Xiang Zhuang hurriedly shared what he knew, "Anyway, it was because of something that the quarrel broke out, so brother said he had the ability to come out and fight, don't hide in the house Chirping crookedly. The sound is quite loud, and I just passed by."

Just as An Sheng was about to say something, he heard the wind coming from the courtyard, so he quickly poked his head to look, and found that Xiang Yu had beaten the old man to the ground, with his arms twisted behind his back, and it hurt to look at him.

An Sheng was worried that the old man's bones were fragile, and he didn't develop spiral fractures in both arms in a while, so he ran over without hesitation.Xiang Zhuang watched An Sheng enter the courtyard without time to stop him, he slapped his thigh and gritted his teeth, and followed him, thinking that he could at least hold back when Xiang Yu got angry and beat someone.

An Sheng ran to the two of them, stretched out his hand and pulled Xiang Yu's hand away from the old man's arm: "Be careful."

Xiang Yu took a step back with his hands behind his back, and the old man stood up with An Sheng's support. He was about to thank An Sheng gratefully, but he heard An Sheng talking to Xiang Ji.

"If he gets injured, Uncle Xiang will definitely be with you forever. If someone dies, he has to move."

The corner of Xiang Ji's mouth curled up, and he didn't answer, which was regarded as acquiescing.

The old man was helped by An Sheng to sit down on the stone bench in the yard, and patted An Sheng's hand: "The old man is not that weak."

An Sheng was suspicious: "Really?"

Old man: "..."

An Sheng: "I see you two staying in the room every day, what are you discussing?"

Xiang Ji walked up to An Sheng and stood there without speaking.

While stroking his beard, the old man shook his head: "Mr. Xiang asked me to teach the art of war, but I can't teach you the art of war." He seemed very emotional.

"Didn't you learn it?" An Sheng looked back at Xiang Ji, "Why do you still learn it?"

"Uncle said he's not good at learning." Xiang Ji finally spoke, not angry, and Xiang Zhuang heaved a sigh of relief beside him.

"Well, okay." An Sheng looked at the old man again, "Old man, can I learn too?" I had nothing to do all day, but An Sheng didn't say the last sentence, and his intuition told him that there was a chance not to say it. bigger.

"Oh? Okay." The old man stroked his beard and squinted and smiled, looking more energetic.

After listening to it for a few days, An Sheng felt that this old man really understood a lot, but he was a little impatient, and he would be unhappy if he didn't listen to him, just like a child, he needed to be coaxed.

"Teacher..." An Sheng was about to ask the old man a question, but was interrupted by Xiang Zhuang who came running from outside.

"An Cheng, uncle let two people come to live at home again..." Xiang Zhuang was still out of breath.

"So what?"

"Wait for me to finish talking..." Xiang Zhuang was in a hurry, "I also asked my brother to learn martial arts with them-do you want to watch the fight?"

"Look, let's go." An Sheng dropped the letter and ran out the door following Xiang Zhuang, "Teacher, I'm sorry..."

The old man clenched his fists and jumped behind: "Stinky boy, wait for me!"

Xiang Ji had already stood still in the courtyard, without a weapon and empty-handed.The other party was a burly man who was holding two axes.

An Sheng spoke to Xiang Zhuang in a half-loud voice: "It's not fair for only one person to take the guy."

The big man blushed slightly, and threw the ax aside, An Sheng felt the ground tremble.

"Come on!" The big man's voice was full of arrogance, and he put on a posture.

Xiang Ji observed for a while, then took two steps forward, and directly punched the big man on the head.The big man hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it, and caught Xiang Ji's punch, his foot was steady, and he didn't even retreat.

Xiang Ji withdrew his fist, and then punched continuously, all hitting the big man's head.The big man was a little embarrassed. While receiving Xiang Ji's punch, he staggered and retreated. Finally, he withdrew his right leg to stabilize his figure and shouted loudly.

Xiang Ji was not worried either, his fist hit the big man's heart with the sound of wind.No matter how stable the foot was, the big man was beaten back a meter and lay down on the ground, rubbing his heart.

An Sheng was dumbfounded, and Xiang Liang didn't seem to have expected the result.

Xiang Ji walked over calmly and held out his hand to the big man.The big man held his hand, and both sides exerted force, Xiang Ji didn't move at all, and the big man was pulled up directly.

An Sheng was worried that Xiang Yu would be beaten badly, but now he swallowed and couldn't help being a nymphomaniac—it's too strong.

"Thank you." The big man cupped his fists, Xiang Ji shook his head slightly, and walked to Xiang Liang, "Uncle."

"Uh, very good." Xiang Liang came back to his senses and comforted the big man, "Yu Fanjun, is there anything serious?"

"It's okay, little brother is good at martial arts and has great strength." Yu Fanjun smiled heartily.

Xiang Liang introduced another one named Zhujishi who was obviously thinner, and An Sheng held back his laugh: How cheerful are these parents to come up with such a weird name.

At this time, the old man rushed over and asked anxiously: "Have you been beaten? Hurry up!"

An Sheng couldn't bear to tell him that he had finished typing the news, and the old man stomped his feet: "You can't wait for me, anyway, I'm also an old man!"

"Isn't the old man afraid of running so fast?" Zhu Jishi interjected.

Hearing the words, the old man looked over, his eyes were cold, and he didn't answer, Zhujishi got bored, and stood behind Yu Fanjun despondently.

In fact, if one of the children said that sentence just now, the old man would be very interested in answering the conversation and joking with them.However, that grown-up's tone is really uncomfortable, so I don't want to play with him—the old man said.

"Xiaozhuang, take the two of you to the west courtyard." Xiang Liang entrusted Xiaozhuang with the important task of leading the way, "Xiaoji, I'm here to tell you something."

Only An Sheng and the old man were left. An Sheng remembered the question he wanted to ask before, and was just about to speak.

"I want to eat pancake fruit."

"Huh?" An Sheng's thinking was not very jumpy.

"Chinese savior crepe!"

"No fruit." An Sheng spread his hands to express helplessness.I was staying at home and wanted to eat some snacks with memories, so I asked Xiang Ji to use wood to cut an artifact for spreading pancakes, fried some charred leaves, and ate it myself.I didn't expect to be discovered by the old man, and he clamored to eat it every day.

"It doesn't matter. If you can't eat, don't talk about the topic." The old man cheated, relying on the old to sell the old.

An Sheng stared at him dissatisfied, but finally he was defeated and compromised: "All right, all right, let's go to the kitchen, I'll make it for you."

Only then did the old man cheer up, and quickly dragged An Sheng to the kitchen.

For dinner, Xiang Liang asked the cook to make a big banquet. One was to let the two newcomers eat something good, and the other was to let Xiang Yu recognize him as a godfather.

Although Xiang Liang said "Ya Fu" when he raised his wine glass, the translated modern text means godfather.

An Sheng looked at the expression of Xiang Yu who was sitting on his left, and was not surprised. He thought that maybe this was what he was talking about this afternoon.

The process was relatively smooth, and the old man was very serious once, holding a cup of tea and standing up straight, accepting Xiang Ji's kneeling.The other two also received Xiang Liang's toast, with flattered expressions on their faces, and it was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.

The Xiang family's yard is quite big now, and the children live in the east yard.An Sheng was about to fall asleep when he heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" An Sheng hugged the quilt, and the movement of lying down stopped in mid-air.

"Me." Xiang Ji's voice.

An Sheng put on his coat and went to open the door for him, outside the door was full of moonlight.

Xiang Yu walked in directly, without giving An Sheng a chance to reject him.

"Do you have something on your mind?" An Sheng climbed to the table, saw Xiang Yu holding a small jug of wine, and drank directly from the spout.

Xiang Ji didn't answer An Sheng's words, and drank on his own, taking small sips.

An Sheng had never seen Xiang Ji like this before, so he was a little worried: "If you don't want to recognize your godfather, go talk to Uncle Xiang, he might agree... Don't drink it, you won't be able to quit if you become addicted ...Why don't you talk to the teacher and ask him to tell Uncle Xiang... No, no, it's not easy... Oh, you really don't drink, it's not good to drink too much, it's easy to get drunk... "

Xiang Ji just leaned back to drink the last drop, dropped the jug on the ground, got up, picked up An Sheng and threw it on the bed.

Fortunately, there was a quilt on the bed, but An Sheng's butt hurt a little from the fall, and before he could stretch out his hand to rub it, Xiang Yu threw himself on the bed and pressed him down, unable to move.

An Sheng waited for a while, but he didn't see Xiang Ji move, so he poked his face with his hand, but there was still no movement, so he poked again, then Xiang Yu grabbed his finger and bit him punitively.

An Sheng almost screamed, this action was too misunderstanding.

"I've never seen such an uncle..." Xiang Ji said softly, his voice very lonely.

"He said he wanted to keep Yafu, so let me recognize him as Yafu..."

"I don't know how he could be like this, obviously he never did it before..."

"Although I don't really mind it, I still feel uncomfortable..."

An Sheng didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to pat Xiang Ji's shoulder with his other hand: "Actually, it's not too difficult to accept... just think of having an extra relative, and you can get an extra red envelope during the New Year .”

Xiang Ji chuckled: "Well...I drank a little too much, let me sleep..." Then he lay down next to An Sheng, stretched out his long arms to hold An Sheng in his arms, and closed his eyes.

An Sheng could smell the faint smell of alcohol from Xiang Yu's mouth, but it was not as unacceptable as the Nanyang on his own fat pig boss before. Instead, there was a special aroma. The wine is not adulterated.

The bean light on the table was getting weaker and weaker, but An Sheng could clearly see the outline of Xiang Ji's face. He quietly reached out and slid his hand down the bridge of eyebrows and nose, and when he reached the tip of his nose, he suddenly realized what he was doing.Quickly draw back your hands, look at your nose, nose, and heart, and sleep obediently with your eyes closed.

The Douguang went out, and the curvature of Xiang Ji's mouth was not seen.