"That's why your sister Zelan said that we should look at the essence through the phenomenon." Seeing Ning Hongzhao feeding the little beggar, An Zhi withdrew his gaze and smiled Yingying, "It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them. Yiyu, if he is smart, he should be able to see that no matter whether he buys a handful of dried fruits or a basket of dried fruits, he can’t really help the little beggar. This is the only way to help the little beggar get out of trouble. The real solution to the problem."
This is the first hurdle set up for him by their sisters.
Leng Mingyu's eyes widened: "It turns out that selling dried fruits is just a trick, no wonder my sister said that we must pick a little beggar who is being bullied."
Zelan exchanged the peeled dried fruit with the one in Leng Mingyu's hand, and said, "Learn more, it will be easier to ask a wife in the future."
"I'm still young, and Dad said that you don't have to marry a daughter-in-law in order to be happy. The foster father also said that there are many pursuits in life. I will be very happy with my sister protecting my sister and helping my sister. "Leng Mingyu held the peeled dried fruit and ate with joy.
Moreover, the assessment of the sisters was extremely difficult, and he felt a little sympathetic to Young Master Na Ning now.
An Zhi laughed after listening, "But sooner or later your sister Zelan will marry, and your brother-in-law will spoil her very much."
Leng Mingyu was a little happy: "That's great, one more person protects my sister."
Sitting with two people, Zelan can easily touch his head: "Yes, my sister will always be your sister. My sister's husband and son-in-law are also your brother-in-law, and he will be nice to us."
Mentioning the future husband-in-law, Sedum could not help but appear in his mind.
I don't know what he is doing now, dealing with major national affairs, or writing to her.
In fact, after returning with her mother that day, she wanted to see him again.
But I didn't particularly think about it. If I really wanted to think about it, she would go to see her.
"They went downstairs." An Zhi's words disrupted Zelan's thoughts.
Looking up, I saw that Ning Hongzhao's little servant led the little beggar out of the teahouse.
"Brother, go and see." Zelan said.
"Okay!" Leng Mingyu clapped his hands immediately, holding the sword and rushed out again.
"Sister, do you think he wants the little boy to beat all the people who bullied the little beggar?" An Zhi stared at Ning Hongzhao, who continued to drink tea, suddenly asked.
The young man carrying a sword is obviously also a practicing family.
Zelan looked at him and shook his head: "I don't know."
Just like what they said to Leng Mingyu, if only helping the little beggar to beat the person who oppressed him, it will not achieve the effect of completely freeing the little beggar from the predicament. After all, you can fight for a while, but you can't fight for a lifetime, unless you kill all the people who oppress him, but is it worth entrusting someone with such an extreme practice
The two sisters sat for another two hours before they saw Ning Hongzhao's little servant leading the little beggar with a swollen nose back to the teahouse, followed by a smaller little beggar who looked only four or five years old behind him.
Being curious, Leng Mingyu also came back.
"That little beggar, one person beat the other little beggars to the ground." Leng Mingyu took a sip of tea, and immediately explained the situation with two sisters vividly.
It turned out that Ning Hongzhao's little servant waited for the little beggar to eat and led it out and told the little beggar to return to the beggar's den first.
Seeing the little beggar who didn't ask for anything, the other beggars would naturally not let it go, and immediately greeted the little beggar with punches and kicks.
Ning Hongzhao's little servant appeared at this time. He didn't do anything directly, but taught the little beggar step by step to use everyone's weakness to fight back.
The little beggar is too thin and even has injuries on his legs. There are more than a dozen people in the whole beggar's den, and three of them are adults, but he has no way out. This is a desperate battle.
Fortunately, he won.
Zelan asked, "There is such a big difference in strength, did Ning Hongzhao's little servant really miss it?"
"It's out, he popped small stones three times, very cryptic." Three big beggars, exactly three times.
Zelan smiled and looked at An Zhi: "It seems that Young Master Ning is indeed a talent."
Letting the young man follow and teach the method to control the enemy face-to-face not only protects the young beggar from winning the battle, but also acts as a deterrent. The little beggar wins other beggars through his own ability, and there is no such thing as waiting for the little beggar to be bullied again after Ning Hongzhao returns to China.