I want to run.
Definitely run.
How can you live such an empty, tasteless life.
The headmaster deliberately deceived him, and this situation is somewhat unexplainable. Reading and writing is not a bad thing. Based on my life experience, she naturally had to agree, so she fell into the headmaster's trap.
He is a cunning old man who tries his best to trick him.
The power of contradiction is indeed huge.
noon.
"Mom, it's time to eat now. My son wants to make lunch for my mother. I wonder if my mother can let my son go out and prepare the ingredients." Lin Fan said.
Wei You said: "Want to be lazy?"
"No, I definitely don't want to be lazy. Mom, please wait a moment. I'll go get ready now." Lin Fan closed the book and immediately ran towards Zhentian Peak. The colorful rooster was used to extract feathers as weapon refining materials. It was really awesome. wasted.
Only when they are made into chicken soup is their true destination. Although the colorful chicken belongs to Ye Zhentian, it is Ye Zhentian who is responsible for the trouble. Who made him disrespect my master, and the master is very likely to be beaten by him? Had a meal.
Zhentian Peak.
Lin Fan was running amok and no one dared to stop him. All the disciples witnessed Lin Fan throwing himself into the chicken coop, beating up the colorful rooster, and then happily walked away with a colorful rooster in his hand.
As for Ye Zhentian, he didn't show up. Maybe he knew there was nothing he could do, so he didn't want to show up.
But the specific situation is hard to say.
But these are not important at all. Regardless of whether Ye Zhentian knows it or not, nothing will change anyway.
After Lin Fan left.
Ye Zhentian stood in the distance and looked at where the colorful chicken was.
"Lin Fan, I, Ye Zhentian, will definitely make you pay the price." Ye Zhentian wanted to stop him, but he knew that the other party was so popular that he couldn't compete with him. Even if he came forward, it would be the same. You can compensate yourself.
Isn't it just a colorful chicken
Although it is very precious, it is up to you to see how long you can last.
For the disciples of Zhentian Peak, they feel that Senior Brother Lin is so domineering. The Colorful Chicken is Senior Brother Ye's treasure. Now that Senior Brother Ye doesn't come out to stop it, what is the meaning of this
It didn't take long.
Lin Fan walked into the house carrying the food.
"Mom, come and try my handiwork."
He prepared three dishes and one soup, among which the colorful chicken was the main dish. The taste of this chicken soup was so fragrant that there was no need to add any auxiliary ingredients, and the fragrance was formed naturally.
Wei You was shocked. She didn't expect Fan'er to have such skills.
After practicing to her level, she has stopped eating anything for a long time, but Fan'er naturally can't refuse it.
For this meal, Lin Fan exerted 300% of his strength. If he wanted me to change my mind, he must start by changing himself.
Now that I am someone else's son.
That requires filial piety.
Even if the old man in charge targets me, he can still serve my mother like me.
"Mom, let me serve you a bowl of soup. Have a taste." Lin Fan worked very hard, filling the bowl of soup and adding a chicken drumstick. The fragrance was so wafting that he couldn't bear the smell.
It's so spicy and fragrant, why don't you praise it
Wei You's eyes were filled with relief, and he took a sip slowly, "Well, not bad, Fan'er's craftsmanship is really good."
"Hey, can this be a joke?" Lin Fan was secretly proud. He was very confident in his craftsmanship.
Wei You's food is delicious, and it seems that cooking depends on the person.
Lin Fan slowly walked to the window and looked up at the dazzling sun, but even with such dazzling sunlight, it still could not block his sight.
"Fan'er, are you thinking?" Wei You asked.
"Mom, my child is thinking about this situation." Lin Fan's tone was a little low, as if he was recalling something.
Wei You felt distressed, "If you have anything to tell me, don't keep it in your heart."
Lin Fan shook his head and sighed, with a hint of longing hidden in his eyes, and said leisurely: "Mom, the child just fell in love with the situation, and there is a poem in my heart that is enough to express what the child is thinking."
Wei You became interested. She didn't expect Fan'er to be able to compose poetry. This was something a literati could do, and she was immediately looking forward to it.
Lin Fan stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up at the sky.
"The sunlight in front of the window seemed like fire on the ground. I looked up at the sun and lowered my head to cry."
"homesick."
The scene at this time, in line with Lin Fan's mood, was somewhat artistic.
Wei You thought about it, something seemed to be wrong, but she had no way of knowing what was wrong. After all, her education level was not high. If it was really high, it would be impossible for her not to be able to educate children.
"Mom, it is inappropriate to use the sun as the scene for the scene at this time. If it is night and the moon hangs at night, this poem will be a different artistic conception."
"The child speaks for his mother."
"There is bright moonlight in front of my bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown."
"Haier has lived in Jiangdu City for a long time. Although he has no relatives or friends, he has some close friends. They have no chance to cultivate immortality, but they have hope for him. He once promised them that as long as he can enter the immortal gate, he will bring them to see him. look."
Lin Fan didn't want to study. With his knowledge, there was nothing else to study. He just wanted to wander around and feel the warmth and warmth of the world. There was nothing else.
If the old man in charge cheated him, he would definitely fight to the end.
Not for anything.
He just wants to tell everyone that no one can cheat me.
Wei You looked at Fan'er with shining eyes. He never thought that Fan'er could have such literary talent. In just a moment, the poetic talent displayed was extraordinary.
"Fan'er, if you want to go back and have a look, my mother will agree with you and will arrange for someone to escort you back."
She felt the sadness radiating from Fan'er's heart, which was homesickness.
Wei You also thought of her hometown. Unfortunately, she had been practicing for too long and her hometown was no longer there. Even if there were descendants who passed it down, no one knew that she was a member of that place.
"But this kid is reading and writing... Hey, mother, tell the truth, kid, I can't stand these books, because these books are just words on paper."
"Reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles."
"Children have experienced all kinds of sorrows and sorrows in the world. Their hearts are like mirrors, filled with countless truths. Children have their own principles in their hearts. If you follow the path of your predecessors, you will only follow in their footsteps."
"The ultimate goal of cultivating immortals is to live freely in the world, act with your heart, no matter what is good or evil, just have a clear conscience."
Lin Fan transformed into Zhi Fan, saying that he didn't even know what he was talking about.
But no matter what, if they are brought together, that is the truth.
When Wei You heard Fan'er's words, he didn't feel much at first, but after taking a closer look, his heart suddenly trembled and he started to think.
"Fan'er, you are right. These books are secular books, and they only educate mortals. Regardless of good or evil, a clear conscience is the foundation for cultivating immortality."
"These books can't teach you, it's because my mother has fallen into a devilish trap."
Get it done and call it a day.
Fight with me, old man, you are a bit too young.