The wild wolf stood at the door of Dongfang’s manor and wandered for a long time. When he entered the door with the broken sword in his hand, his favorite Shandong sliding strip rushed over and rubbed him affectionately.
Uncle Huang still sits by the pond and fishes, squinting, his half-dead look makes people absolutely unimaginable that he used his palms to gallop on the beach in the past.
The wild wolf’s "sexuality" is cold. After being adopted by Dongfang Yu as his adoptive son, apart from Dongfang Yu and his daughter, he can only say a few words to Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang will also give pointers when he is in a good mood. He was one or two. It was just this kind of opportunity. In more than ten years, he had also appeared twice. Naturally, he would not understand the regret when Uncle Huang hated iron and failed to make steel so that he no longer gave instructions. . .
The roots are good, but not necessarily achievements, but the wild wolf still remembers that Uncle Huang seemed to say that he should not be too obsessed with the sword, perhaps the body itself is the best weapon.
The wolf didn’t listen to this sentence before, but now he understands a little bit, but he is still confused. He has some insights but can’t get it through. The fight with Chen Muqing shocked his fighting spirit. For a while. He hasn't been able to get out of that shadow yet. He has never had a defeat in his debut years, but this time the defeat made it difficult for him to accept. . .
"Have you suffered?" Uncle Huang finally turned his head, staring at the wolf with a calm expression.
The wolf nodded.
"It's a terrible loss?" Uncle Huang asked again.
The wolf's head hangs lower.
"Okay, you lost well." Uncle Huang sighed inexplicably.
The wolf was only ashamed and a little bit wronged. . .
"Humans are alive, swords are dead. As I said back then, people who practice martial arts rely too much on weapons and will never become a powerful weapon. The other party also uses swords?" Uncle Huang lay on a chair, closing his eyes. self-mumbling.
"Yes." The wild wolf raised his head with a hint of expression in his eyes: "His knife is very fast."
"I know." Uncle Huang said lightly.
The wolf was taken aback: "You know?"
"I haven't seen the process of your matchup, but I know your shortcomings. Maybe you should think about it. You might as well abandon your sword if you fold your sword! You may be most fortunate to meet him. Otherwise, you may not be able to make further progress in your life!" Uncle Huang finally stopped talking, as if he was asleep. . .
Uncle Huang's words, the wild wolf thought for a long time before figuring it out, resolutely threw the broken sword in his hand into the pond, and then strode towards the living room.
Seeing the strong and lonely back of the wild wolf, Uncle Huang sighed, but smiled with some relief. . .
The title of wild wolf was taken by Dongfang Yu, but the wild wolf does not have the wisdom of Uncle Huang, so it is naturally difficult to realize anything from his nickname. Wolf is a characteristic of being ruthless, but it is not so hungry that the wolf is not. Cunda is particularly powerful. Only the wolf that is really hungry is the most aggressive. It is invincible. Obviously, whether it is Dongfang Yu or Uncle Huang, they all hope that the wild wolf will become a wolf. As a result, if you are not careful, the wild wolf becomes a tiger. It looks like the king of the beasts, but in reality, there are a few tigers who are not locked in cages and roar, but they did not expect that they have been drawn into prisons and hurt people. But what about wolves? How many wolves have you seen in the zoo
The wolf is lonely, but it is really strong. . .
Dongfang Yu was sitting on the Grand Master’s chair in the living room, closing his eyes, rubbing a pair of health-care steel balls with his left hand, but "touching" a string of Buddhist beads on his neck with his right hand. That string of beads was his long-dead wife’s favorite during his lifetime. After the death of his wife, the Buddha beads never left Dongfang Yu for a moment, whether it was murder or sleep, it never left it.
Huang Guifang, who was born with a bodhisattva heart, was also a beauty before his death, and her family had some background. The people who pursued her were like crucian carp who crossed the river, but in the end he chose Dongfang Yu. It was not Dongfang Yu’s family background that moved her. Said it is an insult. Huang Guifang, who has long seen Dongfang Yu’s ambitious ambitions, almost married Dongfang Yu with my determination not to go to hell, but did not have enough time to spend Dongfang Yu. The old fox with aggressive "sex" and evil "sex" did not exist during his lifetime, and even after his death. On the contrary, it made the Dongfang family develop and grow stronger in Dongfang Yu's hands. It must be said that this is no small regret, but this regret is for her Perhaps it’s not a pity. At least, Dongfang Yaoqing, the only one who remains in this world, is very sensible and smart, and is recognized as the number one wise man in the four major families. Although Dongfang Yu did not continue to have a wife and children, but Dongfang Yao's female generation just supported the entire Dongfang family, and perhaps no one had thought that Dongfang Yaoqing had Buddha's heart deep in her heart. Perhaps this was Huang Guifang worthy of comfort. . . . .
Another thing that may be beyond the expectation of many people who were not optimistic about the marriage arranged by Dongfang Yu and Huang Guifang’s family is that although Huang Guifang died early, he really won Dongfang Yu’s heart and fundamentally changed Dongfang Yu. The life style when he was young made a well-known playboy in Shanghai when he was young to become an infatuated man. Perhaps only a woman like Huang Guifang could do it. After all, Huang Guifang did not have a "color" in his name at the time, even a bit vulgar. , But whether it’s wisdom or temperament, whether it’s appearance or figure, it is worthy of being the city flower of Shanghai. Perhaps Dongfang Yaoqing has left too much mother’s genes on her body, and she is faintly the city flower of Shanghai again. . .
The Dongfang family seems to be deserted, but the family is not small. There are many people surnamed Dongfang, and most of them are well mixed in the political and business circles, but Dongfang Yu is always in charge of the house, and Dongfang Yu has always spoiled herself. The only daughter of Dongfang Yu, this made some people who were interested in inheriting the Dongfang family's industry feel aggrieved and indignant. In the end Dongfang Yu looked down on his cousins and cousins, and those people didn’t bother to look at Dongfang Yu’s face. There is an unwritten unwritten rule in the manor. People from the Dongfang family will not come here unless it is the Spring Festival. It is just an annual family gathering, which is still necessary. Dongfang Yu gets it from many henchmen. In the case of the family industry, the progress of the family business can only be drawn from Dongfang Yaoqing’s mouth. New Year’s gatherings, one is to improve the family’s centripetal force, which is to fill the hunger with a cake, which has long been meaningless, but on the other hand, Also listen to those family members who have important positions in the industry report their results. . .
Dongfang Yu didn't seem surprised at all when he saw the wolf. After a while, he said, "He's dead?"
The wolf nodded.
"Well, I should have died a long time ago. Those little moves he did in private thought I didn't know, huh, I just didn't bother to take care of him." Dongfang Yu sneered: "No need for the sword?"
The wild wolf said: "No need."
"Well, it should have been thrown long ago. From then on, you will practice the knife at home. When you are fine, ask Uncle Huang for advice. Your future achievements are limitless!"
Dongfang Yu actually laughed.