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Minglou went back to the study, and Mingcheng followed him in.

Minglou sat on the chair, and Mingcheng went to the nearby bookshelf to get a ruler and handed it to Minglou.

Minglou looked at Mingcheng: "Why, what trouble did you get into again?"

Mingcheng said in a low voice: "I shouldn't have contradicted Eldest Sister."

Minglou took the ruler, Mingcheng hesitated, and asked Minglou, "How do you want to punish?"

Minglou stood up holding the ruler, and walked slowly to Mingcheng: "Before Eldest Sister came, did I tell you not to make Elder Sister angry?"

"I said it." Mingcheng replied in a low voice, his body tensed up straight.

"You don't know how to punish for disrespecting your elders and knowingly committing a crime?" Minglou looked at the ruler in his hand.

It is still tied together with two bamboo boards. Although the workmanship is exquisite, it is not as good as the purple bamboo ruler passed down from the old house in Shanghai.This kind of ruler will not cause too much damage when it hits the meat, but it will make a crackling sound.

"Big brother..." Mingcheng flushed with embarrassment and was at a loss: "I have grown up and joined the revolution..."

"You don't need to remind me of your identity as a comrade in the party." Minglou reached out and patted Mingcheng on the head.

"Ah Cheng doesn't dare." Ming Cheng said with a guilty conscience.

"It's a family matter to guard the eldest sister at home." Ming Lou said indifferently: "Ming family rules, disciples make mistakes and are punished, so there is no need to show him mercy. If he dares to speak cunningly to resist the punishment, the punishment will be doubled."

"Brother, I know I was wrong." Of course Mingcheng knows the Ming family's rules for punishing disciples. Although the elder brother has not put on a fight for a long time, after all, he grew up following those rules since he was a child, so how dare he forget them.

"I'll go downstairs to move a stool." Mingcheng turned around and wanted to leave the room.

"Come back." Ming Lou said softly, "You don't need to bother."

Mingcheng turned around and came back, looked at Minglou's desk, had no choice but to grit his teeth and start to untie his belt.

When he bent over the desk, his trousers slipped down to his ankles, and Mingcheng felt that his face was so hot that he could bake sweet potatoes.

Minglou glanced at the ruler in his hand: "How can you not make a sound when you are beaten?"

Mingcheng was also stunned.When he was beaten, he always gritted his teeth and kept silent.But the sound of the board falling on the meat should be very loud.

Minglou tapped Mingcheng's buttocks on the table with a ruler, and Mingcheng tensed up unconsciously.

"Okay, let's get up. It's good to know the rules." Minglou suppressed a smile and said, "Surprise the elder sister again."

Mingcheng got up with a whoosh, quickly tidied up his clothes, and looked at his elder brother angrily.

Minglou reprimanded him: "Resist not hitting you, have you lost your temper?"

Mingcheng didn't dare to be wronged anymore, he bowed his head and responded, "Ah Cheng dare not."

Minglou handed the ruler to Mingcheng: "Kneel down and hold it up."

Mingcheng's face was a little red, he took the ruler according to the words, knelt down, and raised the ruler up, his face became even redder.

"Eldest sister spoils Mingtai, it's not a day or two, it's been like that since she was a child." Minglou sighed softly: "Back then, Mingtai's biological mother died tragically on the street to save the lives of elder sister and me. I feel very guilty about Tai's loss of mother. That's why I love Ming Tai very much."

"Yes, I know." Mingcheng whispered: "I can understand. It's just that sometimes... I still feel wronged."

Minglou couldn't help laughing: "You, I'm so embarrassed to say it."

Mingcheng stopped talking.

"Ah Cheng. You have to remember that the eldest sister is the eldest sister, but she is also a woman. The eldest sister has paid too much for this family... We are the men of the family. We must not only respect and love the eldest sister, but also understand and protect the eldest sister. " Minglou said slowly.

"Yes." Mingcheng replied.

In the early morning, Minglou was awakened by the smell of rice.The eldest sister Ming Jing and Ah Xiang are busy in the kitchen, and Ming Tai, who always likes to sleep late, gets up early and follows Ming Jing's side to make troubles.

"Morning, brother." Mingcheng was putting food on the table.

"Morning." Minglou and Mingcheng greeted each other, and walked to the kitchen door: "Eldest sister cooks herself?"

Ming Jing was ladling soup into the soup bowl in Mingtai's hand, and said to Minglou, "Sit down quickly and try my cooking skills. I have specially brought ingredients here to make homemade dishes for you."

"Yes, thank you, big sister." Minglou instructed Mingtai again: "Be careful with the soup, don't spill it."

"I'm reluctant to spill the soup made by the elder sister." Mingtai walked out with the elder sister with a sweet face.

Everyone sat down to eat, the breakfast was very rich, and everyone ate happily.

There is an exam tomorrow tomorrow.Both Minglou and Mingcheng have academic affairs meetings.Minglou originally wanted Mingjing to take a tour of Paris, but Mingjing wanted to accompany Mingtai to take the exam.

Minglou's persuasion was useless, so Mingcheng had to let Mingcheng drive and drive the four of them to school together.

Mingtai is full of confidence in today's exam.Ming Jing was also very happy. When Ming Tai entered the classroom, she sat down on a bench by the grass and waited for Ming Tai.

Minglou and Mingcheng went to a meeting and bid farewell to Mingjing temporarily.

Ming Jing said to Ming Lou: "After Mingtai finishes his exams, I will take him to the street to buy some things. You and Ah Cheng can go, you don't have to wait for us."

Minglou nodded and said: "Today's meeting is the last academic affairs meeting of this semester, and the time may be a little longer. I'm afraid Ah Cheng and I won't be able to go back to have lunch with eldest sister in time."

Ming Jing smiled and said, "That's the best. At noon, Ming Tai and I went out for a big meal."

The academic affairs meeting is lengthy, and all professors have to make academic affairs reports.Teaching assistants are also assessed.

Almost all the professors present here are white-haired elders, young talents like Minglou are rare.And a young and promising teaching assistant like Mingcheng is the only one.

Mingcheng's report is very exciting, and he has unique insights into the current situation and economic situation.However, an old professor questioned the feasibility of Mingcheng's report because he disagreed with Mingcheng and used the Sino-Japanese war as the topic.

Although this old professor is knowledgeable and a leader in the economic field, he is somewhat biased in terms of political inclinations and has a strong fascist complex.

Mingcheng has long despised him as a human being, and has never had any contact with him.It was I who sent it to the muzzle today.Mingcheng immediately retorted, and it was inevitable that he lost his sense of proportion and politeness in the exchange of words.

Ming Lou couldn't help frowning.Mr. Pierre, the head of the academic affairs team, felt that the debate between the two had gone beyond the academic scope, so he immediately came forward to end the discussion between Mingcheng and the old professor, announcing that the morning meeting would end here first, and everyone would go to the cafeteria to eat together. An hour later , and then start the subject in the afternoon.

After the collective meal, the meeting started on time even though it was noon.After several old professors gave academic reports, Mr. Pierre gave a final speech and assigned the next semester's topics.

Mingcheng knew that Minglou was ready to go back to Shanghai.The next semester's topic is naturally no longer relevant.He was inevitably a little absent-minded.The pencil sketched randomly in the notebook, and the profile sketch of Reiko Sakuragi quickly appeared on the paper.

Mingcheng didn't pay attention to it yet, and most of the people present didn't pay attention to it either.But he never thought that the old professor who had quarreled with Mingcheng in the morning has been aggrieved and paid attention to Mingcheng's actions.

After Mingcheng's sketch was completed, he immediately raised an issue: "Mr. Mingcheng not only has unique insights in economics, but also has unique achievements in painting skills."

When he said this, everyone couldn't help but look at Mingcheng.Shocked, Mingcheng immediately closed the notebook, but many people still saw the portrait in Mingcheng's notebook, including Mr. Pierre who had been standing in front of the conference table to arrange the topics.

Mr. Pierre is not only the oldest professor in the department, but also Minglou's tutor.The old man did not express any opinion on this, but just glanced at Minglou, coughed lightly, and continued his topic.

But Minglou's complexion changed. He gave Mingcheng a hard look, suppressed his anger, sat upright, and listened to Mr. Pierre's speech.

Feeling Minglou's gaze, Mingcheng's heart jumped wildly with horror, and he straightened his body, listening attentively to Mr. Pierre's speech, not daring to focus on other things.

When the meeting was over, Minglou helped Mr. Pierre get the documents and materials and sent him back to the office.Mingcheng followed behind Minglou, not daring to say a word.

Minglou instructed Mingcheng in a low voice, "You go back to the office and wait for me first." Mingcheng replied yes, and went back to Minglou's office first, full of apprehension.

Ming Lou is in Mr. Pierre's office, apologizing to Ming Cheng for his rude behavior.

Mr. Pierre said to Minglou: "Mingcheng is a very good young man with a bright future. But young people are young after all, and you should teach him more about such important qualities as respect and politeness."

Minglou had no choice but to apologize to Mr. Pierre again, and promised to teach Mingcheng well.

When Minglou returned to the office, Mingcheng was standing upright in front of Minglou's desk and waiting.

This office is shared by Minglou and Mingcheng.A large desk is placed in the center of the room, belonging to Minglou.Near the wall, there is a smaller desk, which belongs to teaching assistant Mingcheng.

After Minglou came in, he closed the door directly, went to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out an iron ruler about 70 centimeters long.

"Hand." Ming Lou ordered simply.

Mingcheng didn't dare to hesitate, he stretched out his left hand and hung it over the desk.

With a "snap", the iron ruler hit Mingcheng's hand heavily, and bounced again.A purple-red purlin was immediately printed on Mingcheng's palm.

The iron ruler in Minglou's hand came down with a loud "pop" and "pop".

Mingcheng endured the pain without saying a word.Seeing that one purlin was stacked on top of the other on the palm of his hand, it slowly swelled up.

After holding back for more than twenty times, Mingcheng's arm could not help but tremble slightly, and the palm of his hand was even more painful.

"Brother, I was wrong." Mingcheng responded in a low voice.

Minglou looked at Mingcheng's swollen palm that seemed to ooze blood, and stopped temporarily: "How many times have I taught you to keep a strong heart and keep calm. If you can't do that, you should be more vigilant and be prepared if you make an enemy." , are you ignoring it? Or are you just eating?"

Mingcheng was so scolded by Minglou that he dared not speak.

Minglou pointed at Mingcheng with an iron ruler. He was puzzled and afraid that he would really hurt Mingcheng's hand, so he shouted in a low voice, "Come here."