Mo Shang Yu Han

The next day, Lu Shang finished his training early and returned to the base. He personally cooked a large pot of stewed pork rice, simmered a pot of wine, took a large plate to Yinhu's house, and shared a bowl with Cao Shuaishuai. After eating, he took out another portion and sent it to Ye Yongkang.

Lu Shangqing touched the door casually, then pushed the door open and entered. Seeing Ye Yongkang sitting on the ground in a daze with a haggard face, he thought to himself that this kid is quite up to the mark, and his master deserves to work hard for him.

"What are you doing sitting on the ground?" Lu Shangqing asked calmly, "Get up and eat." As Lu Shangqing said, he put the food on the table, and then he pulled the chair and sat on the side, lazily raising his legs and crossing his arms I won't say any more.

Ye Yongkang's face was pale and his lips were a little chapped. He sat on the ground and curled up beside the bed, looking very haggard. Most people couldn't bear to criticize him when they saw him like this, but unfortunately, Lu Shangqing was obviously not an ordinary person.

Seeing that he was just crouching on one side, Lu Shangqing kept watching with cold eyes, until he exhausted all his patience, and then asked coldly: "Do you still have to hug you?"

Ye Yongkang was really stabbed by the icy words, and the chill climbed up his spine to his cerebral cortex, and he shivered immediately, and he didn't dare to stand up any longer.

But Ye Yongkang, who had knelt for a day and was hungry for four meals, was really exhausted. He felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and his heart and lungs were full of sadness and weakness. He staggered lightly when he stood up. But when he raised his head aggrievedly, what he met was the brother's piercingly cold gaze, and he was shocked immediately, not daring to pretend to be delicate and reserved. , I saw that the stewed pork rice is very delicate, the color is rich, and the rice is fragrant, and you can tell whose craftsmanship it is at a glance.

As soon as Ye Yongkang was steamed by the heat, his heart immediately warmed up a lot. He picked up the bowl and started to eat it. At first, he thought it was delicious, but the more he ate, the more difficult it was to swallow, and his mouth was still full. Tears welled up uncontrollably. Thinking of my brother's cold and quiet temperament, I didn't dare to cry, so I swallowed it with my tears, and ate up a big bowl of rice. My favorite braised pork rice, the first Once like a stick in the throat.

Lu Shang had seen through this man's mind early in the morning, but he didn't point it out. He just ordered indifferently: "Go and wash the dishes, and then clean yourself up. Be quick, I'll wait for you here."

Lu Shangqing is not Yinhu, he has no pity for Ye Yongkang, and he only has three points of patience. He only thinks that this person is one year older than himself, but he is naive and stupid enough.

It seems that naive people always have extraordinary intuitions. Although the master and senior brothers seem to be very gentle and approachable, Ye Yongkang understands this very well, even he himself can't explain why.

Ye Yongkang dared to play tricks in front of his master, like a nursing child who only dared to play tricks on his mother, nothing more than arrogance and arrogance, but he never dared to challenge the bottom line of his senior brother, because he knew instinctively that his senior brother was not like Master, I will not forgive him.

Ye Yongkang immediately and efficiently carried out his senior brother's orders, tidied himself up, and then stood in front of his senior brother again.

Lu Shang looked at him calmly, and asked softly, "Are you full?"

Ye Yongkang really couldn't figure out the senior brother's way. In fact, he didn't talk to the senior brother alone, so he nodded honestly and said, "I'm full."

Lu Shangqing nodded, looked at him coldly, and said slowly, "Master asked me to do it."

Ye Yongkang was startled, and raised his head to meet the cold and clear eyes of his senior brother. He was stunned for a moment, his nose was sour, and he lowered his head deeply in shame. When it came out, it seemed that nothing could be wiped off.

Seeing him crying pitifully, Lu Shangqing felt that the scene seemed a little familiar, and after thinking about it for a while, he was sure that this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from Xu Yueming's training students.Lu Shangqing felt that he didn't have the love and qualifications of a people's teacher, so he was also quite entangled with Ye Yongkang who was crying. He is a good big man who talks as soon as he talks, why cry?

Lu Shangqing's scalp was numb from his crying, and he couldn't help frowning, and his voice became a little cold: "Don't cry."

Ye Yongkang ordered to stop, and the tears that burst the embankment a second ago immediately closed the gate, bowed his head and stood still.

Seeing people who were as tall as him standing with their heads bowed waiting to be scolded, Lu Shangqing just felt a pain in his head, why did he accept this job at that time?What is this errand?Lu Shangqing gritted his teeth and raised his hands to pinch the center of his brows. He suppressed the lawsuit on his forehead, and just wanted to say a few words of sincerity to someone, but when he looked up and saw this guy started crying again, the words flickered when they reached the tip of his mouth, and couldn't help it Cursed: "Did you wet the bed last night, or was the sugar stolen? How old are you? Do you really want me to hug you?"

Ye Yongkang still lowered his head, wiped his tears and didn't speak, but was sobbing all the time, as if he could cry at any time.

Lu Shangqing suppressed the urge to let go of the pick and quit, and felt that if he started early and finished the job early, he would never be able to take on such errands in the future, which would save his life more than killing a life.So he didn't bother to go around the corner, and simply said like a mallet: "I have to beat you up, has Master ever beaten you? How did you do it?"

When Ye Yongkang heard that his brother wanted to beat him, not only did he not panic, but was inexplicably comforted. He seemed to have some support in his heart, wiped away his tears and replied: "Master beat him with a cane."

Lu Shangqing looked around carefully, and felt that one head was two big, so he had to ask patiently, "Where's the rattan? How to beat it?"

Ye Yongkang blushed, and stumbled and said: "The rattan is at Master's place, just...just...take off your pants...pants...and then..."

Lu Shangqing's expression was wonderful for a moment, and he adjusted immediately, coughed dryly, and sat upright, "I don't have canes, and you don't need to take off your pants, do you have a belt?"

As soon as he heard that he didn't need to take off his pants, Ye Yongkang became more calm: "Yes." Then he turned around and took the belt over.

Lu Shangqing stood up, reached out to take it, pushed the person to the side of the bed, and said concisely: "Lie down." Then he went to lock the door.

The airtight room made people feel sudden changes. For some reason, Ye Yongkang suddenly remembered that his senior brother was actually one year younger than himself, and his face was so red that his neck was flushed. He bowed his head in embarrassment and stood still.

Lu Shangqing locked the door, and when he looked back, he knew what he was awkward about, so he shook the belt in his hand and asked coldly, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Ye Yongkang's face turned even redder, being taught a lesson by someone like his younger brother, this is really...

Lu Shangqing was too lazy to talk nonsense, walked over at a leisurely pace, pulled over the person's body, squeezed his strength, and shook his hand very sharply, Ye Yongkang immediately screamed in pain, turned away and wanted to dodge, but was dragged back by Lu Shangqing , stacked on top of each other several times, hitting Ye Yongkang until he screamed again and again, but he didn't dare to reach out to block it, Lu Shangqing pushed him smoothly, and he rolled and crawled on the bedside.

Lu Shang said coldly: "My rule is, no hiding, no blocking. If you want to let everyone know that you are being beaten in the house, then you can call whatever you want."

Ye Yongkang was stunned by the sudden blows, and broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. Now he was lying on the bedside and shivering. He only thought about when he would finish it, so his brain went offline and asked: "Hit... how many hits?"

Lu Shangqing really didn't think about the question of "how many strokes". He just wanted to judge whether the lesson was enough based on people's reactions, so he said coldly, "You just have to suffer." Then without further ado, he picked up the belt and whipped go down.

Ye Yongkang was startled by the sound of breaking through the air behind him, and with the sound of "pa", the pain exploded behind him, and immediately he cried out in pain uncontrollably, and begged for mercy: "Be gentle, be gentle..."

Lu Shangqing didn't respond, and let the man throb in pain without mercy, just pumping hard on his own.

The hopeless beating is the hardest to bear. Ye Yongkang only felt that the world was about to perish, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't care about anything else. It seemed that even shouting would distract the strength to resist the pain.Just when Ye Yongkang couldn't even yell and was lying limp on the bed, Lu Shangqing finally managed to stop.