Swordsman?

    Beiyuan xiuci straightened her waist and remembered what Xueli said about her mother - a first-class drunkard, a second-rate swordsman, a third rate doctor, a fourth rate cook and a fifth rate husband.

    The second rate swordsman in his wife''s mouth? Although it is a joke between husband and wife, it must have some strength to put the swordsman in front.

    However, he felt it carefully for a moment, but he didn''t find that Zhilong Fukuzawa had a fierce spirit, which was completely different from the ronin swordsman''s temperament in the meditation war - was it not generally strong and had reached the point of returning to nature?

    Seeing that he was thoughtful but didn''t answer, Fukuzawa couldn''t help laughing and said, "don''t you understand?"

    Kithara xiuci straightened his posture and politely said, "please give me advice." the so-called learning is endless. If you don''t understand, you''ll never be ashamed.

    Fukuzawa Zhilong pointed to his head and said with a smile, "swordsmen should use their brains, Mr. Beiyuan! There are so many people in the store. The three women have heart knot for me and won''t come to me. Who else would knock except you?"

    Beiyuan xiuci choked between her chest and abdomen for a while, and her chest was stuffy for a long time. The middle-aged uncle was strong enough to have a sense of breath and secret skills, such as flying flowers and falling leaves within ten meters. It turned out that he only raised a group of salted egg daughters, and none of them was polite.

    This is really speechless! But then he had some sympathy. It''s not easy to have such a group of daughters.

    "Just kidding, Mr. Beiyuan, come on, please use it!" looking at his appearance, Zhilong Fukuzawa smiled and held up the wine bowl to drink. Beiyuan xiuci took a look at the wine glass and found that the wine was very turbid. There were many green cotton wadding objects floating inside, and there was a glimmer, which made the whole bowl of wine look like glass. Seeing that Fukuzawa Zhilong had been dry and was intoxicated with his eyes closed, he took a sip less.

    It tastes sour and astringent, but the tip of the tongue starts to be sweet again. It doesn''t disperse for a long time. It feels like some Chinese wine Mash - maybe turbid wine refers to this. Rice wine is not filtered and distilled after liquid fermentation, and there is residue in it.

    It''s said that children used to drink this stuff as a drink. It''s really not much.

    He took a shallow sip, mostly for politeness. He is a strict and self-disciplined person who is generally not interested in tobacco and wine, but Ichiro Fukuzawa likes it very much. He closed his eyes for a long time and said, "can you get used to it? Unfortunately, I can''t entertain you with sake. Now I''m only allowed to drink this..."

    Kithara xiuci put down the wine bowl and politely said, "it''s not bad. It''s not bad." as he said, his face looked more sympathetic - does your bully eldest daughter even care about you? You''re really miserable, but it''s estimated that she hasn''t gone crazy enough to fight you. It''s still the worst luck of those small ones.

    "Just like it." Fukuzawa Zhilong seemed very interested in talking, added some to him, smiled and asked, "by the way, has Beiyuan Jun practiced fencing?"

    "I''ve been practicing for some time," kithara said vaguely.

    "Which dojo is it in? I heard the second daughter say that beiyuanjun''s swordsmanship schools are very diverse. Have you practiced in many Dojo?"

    "No, they teach themselves in front of books."

    "Self taught?" Fukuzawa Zhilong looked more serious, his figure was tall and straight, and asked softly, "what books are they?"

    Beiyuan xiuci casually reported the title of the book. Things like the five wheel book are all modern printed matter. Although it can not be said to be the goods of rotten streets, it is definitely not a secret that is not spread, and there is no need to hide it.

    Fukuzawa Zhilong nodded slowly as he listened. Finally, after listening to him finish, he thought for a long time and slowly asked, "is that all?"

    "Yes, Mr. Fukuzawa."

    Fukuzawa Zhilong looked confused. After a long time, he muttered to himself, "I really can''t even be a teacher?"

    Kithara xiuci didn''t know why, so she whispered, "Mr. Fukuzawa?"

    Fukuzawa longed back to himself, poured himself a cup, and said with a bitter smile, "Mr. Beiyuan is really talented and enviable..." he paused, looked carefully at xiuci Beiyuan, and said, "I''m not surprised that Mr. Beiyuan can defeat the eldest daughter. Although the eldest daughter is competitive, she is a child without talent. At least she can''t achieve anything commendable in her life even if she tries hard. But I didn''t expect you to beat the second daughter. Except for being a girl, I always thought she was the most perfect achievement in my life. I didn''t expect..."

    At last, he was confused and shook his head slowly. Xiuci Beiyuan instinctively said modestly: "in fact, Miss Xueli''s strength is much better than me. Mr. Fukuzawa, she just got a slight disadvantage for a moment. If you try again, I''m not necessarily your opponent. You''re too serious."

    Fukuzawa Zhilong still shook his head gently. "No, Mr. Beiyuan, I asked you in detail about the fight between you and ER NV. Although she said something wrong, I can hear that Mr. Beiyuan is powerful. The reason why I say so... Does Mr. Beiyuan know how long er NV has practiced fencing?"

    "This... Is not very clear."

    "Eleven years and two months, since I discovered her talent, I have carefully taught her for eleven years and two months, and Beiyuan Jun has surpassed her by self-study with only a few books - self-study probably began in his youth? Has it been more than three years?"

    Hideki kithara hesitated for a moment and shook his head gently - not a lie. In fact, he has only practiced for more than a month now. It''s really no more than three years. Although he has suffered some hardships and practiced hard, he really just borrowed the skill of plug-in.

    It''s just that it involves the biggest secret of his life. I really can''t tell the truth to outsiders. I can only look sorry.

    Fukuzawa Zhilong looked at him silently with a complex look in his eyes. Finally, he whispered, "less than three years of self-study is comparable to my more than ten years of teaching. Talent is really enviable!" when he said this, his loneliness became stronger, his face was waxy yellow and blue gray, like he was suddenly several years old. After a long time, he said slowly: "I am a person without talent, that is, an incompetent person. I have accomplished nothing in my life. I really envy Beiyuan Jun such a talented person, which makes Beiyuan Jun laugh."

    As he spoke, he touched the wine pot and wanted to pour the wine, but xiuci kithara stretched out his hand and pressed the wine pot and whispered, "Mr. Fukuzawa, I''m sorry, please don''t drink any more."

    This fuze Zhilong looks good to drink, but he doesn''t know whether he is not good at drinking, or he is too weak now, or he has drunk a lot of dirty wine, which is worse than beer. He feels a little drunk - he says he has no talent, at least in terms of drunkards.

    Fukuzawa Zhilong has a good temperament. Perhaps he has lost his spirit due to many major failures in his life. He wanted to drink and was stopped by the young man, xiuci Beiyuan, without getting angry. He didn''t take the opportunity to go crazy. Instead, he sighed and let xiuci Beiyuan move the wine pot aside.

    He was silent for a moment, turned around, took out a white envelope from the bookshelf behind him, handed it to kithara Xiuji, and whispered: "These decadent words are not suitable for young people like Mr. Beiyuan who are just going forward. Let''s get down to business... Mr. Beiyuan is here to leave? This is the employer''s recommendation agreed before, and there is a little severance pay. It''s not much. Please don''t refuse."

    Beiyuan xiuci hesitated, took it with both hands, bowed his head and said, "thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa." it''s time-saving and labor-saving to communicate with smart people. In fact, it''s very pleasant to work here if her daughter is not too stupid.

    "I apologize to you again for my daughter, Mr. Beiyuan." Zhilong Fukuzawa changed his seat and bowed his head deeply.

    Beiyuan xiuci quickly returned the gift, bowed his head and said, "you''re too polite. I''m troubled by your politeness. Please don''t do that, Mr. Fukuzawa."

    He is also soft rather than hard. If others respect him three feet, he will return one foot. Dong Mei''s parents put their attitude so low that most of his resentment disappeared directly.

    After all, Zhilong Fukuzawa is old. It is hard to have such a gesture. He raised his head on his own and said with regret: "I had hoped that Mr. Beiyuan could become friends with my daughter. The eldest daughter has a bad temper and has no friends since childhood. The enemy has written down more than 30 pages. Mr. Beiyuan is the same age as her, but he is dozens of times more mature and stable than her, and his strength is better than her in all aspects... Sorry, this is my little selfishness as a father. I had hoped that Mr. Beiyuan could sharpen her temper and make her happy Know something good or bad. After getting along for a long time, you may find her advantages and make her have the friendship of her peers, but... It''s a pity. "

    Beiyuan xiuci bowed and whispered, "I''m sorry to live up to Mr. Fukuzawa''s expectations." He really didn''t find any advantages in little Rob''s head. He felt that she was a powder keg and exploded at all. No, most of them exploded without waiting. They were like psychosis - unreasonable, savage, impolite, uneducated, careful and willful... She had no less shortcomings in all human beings, which was a textbook negative example.

    "It''s my goddaughter''s incompetence that makes her too naughty." Ichiro Fukuzawa looks really sorry, "When she was a child, I was too addicted to my own things and didn''t care about her. She was always supervised by her mother. Her mother was a very gentle lady and couldn''t be strict with her. However, it was OK at that time. Finally, there was a constraint, but when her mother was gone, she became more eccentric. When I wanted to discipline, I didn''t know how to talk to her... It was all mine Wrong. "

    Beiyuan xiuci once again owed himself and didn''t say anything - there was nothing to say. When the father scolded his daughter, it was inconvenient for him to raise his thumb and say, "you''re so right, your daughter is a bastard"!

    In that way, no matter how good-natured and generous Fukuzawa Zhilong is, he may turn his face and beat him.

    Fukuzawa Zhilong also stopped talking, and now it''s too late to say anything. He can also understand that Xiuji kithara can''t stand anyone who crosses people''s eyes when nothing happens, or the daughter of the employer - as soon as the eldest daughter and kithara fight, the old four and five came to report at the first time, but he didn''t care. He let the young people hone each other, which made the old four and five very disappointed.

    He asked softly, "is Mr. Beiyuan going to leave directly?"

    "I can wait until I find a new person." it''s the character of kithara xiuci to do things from beginning to end. What''s more, he is really a conscientious boss. Even if he doesn''t want to breathe the same air with little Rob''s head, he is willing to endure for a few more days.

    Fukuzawa Zhilong smiled: "in fact, it doesn''t matter. Just cancel their vacation in turn, but thank you, Mr. Beiyuan. It''s lucky that we met each other. I boast that I''m barely half of Mr. Beiyuan''s elders. I have to think about this parting gift..."

    Beiyuan xiuci quickly stopped: "thank you for taking care of me for a long time. Please don''t bother."

    The man was so particular that his heart wavered, and he began to feel a little ashamed of beating little carrot on the head - at least he shouldn''t fight so hard. The guy is expected to spend the next four or five days going to school.

    It''s powerful to overcome the hard with softness. Not only did he lose his temper, but he also seemed to have done something wrong. It''s really a good fighter without great achievements.

    "It''s not worth anything, just a little thought." Fukuzawa Zhilong turned and looked through the bookshelf for a while, pulled out two thread bound books and handed them to Beiyuan xiuci. "If you don''t dislike it, please accept this, so I feel better."

    Seeing the book, xiuci Beiyuan was relieved. Things with low prices can be accepted. He gently took it over and thought about how to repay the favor - the annoying little carrot head doesn''t count. If Xueli encounters any trouble at school, he can help. I think the middle-aged man also has such a meaning. Try to help the eldest daughter dispel her anger, don''t really become an enemy, and let himself take care of the second daughter as much as possible.

    Alas, it''s hard for him to have these troubled daughters.

    However, he felt that the father in front of him was a little careless. Xueli might not encounter any trouble. It would be good if she didn''t hit others like that, and no one could bully her - fortunately, she was a girl with good nature. If rob had a good temper, she might have become a campus bully.

    After thanking him, he looked at the cover of the paper bound book, and was immediately slightly surprised - the mystery of Ono''s knife flow and the art of rigid body, or handwritten body hair pen, with a sharp brush like a sword.

    That''s not right!