Master is not to be provoked

What shocked Guo Zhendong even more was what Jing Yunsong said to Ke Muai later, and the posture of a western knight kneeling to protect the princess, which made him feel very cool. He staggered over and grabbed Ke Muai's arm : "I also protect Mumu."

Jing Yunsong despised him as a war scum: "Can you become a golden saint?"

"Of course!" Guo Zhendong puffed up his small chest, "I'm a Gemini, I'm Saga, and I can explode the galaxy!"

Jing Yunsong continued to be contemptuous: "The Galaxy Star Explosion, can you blow this brick?"

Guo Zhendong shut up, and compared the half brick in Jing Yunsong's hand with the small tender fist in his right hand: "Then you can't break it either!"

"Although I can't break it now, I will definitely be able to break it in the future. I will first practice the Sonic Fist and become a Bronze Saint Seiya, then I will practice the Double Sonic or Triple Sonic Fist to become the Silver Saint Seiya, and finally I will practice the Light Speed ​​Fist Fist, become a golden saint! I have a plan, and I can achieve it, unlike you who just talk about it."

Listening to Jing Yunsong's very naive but extremely pure feelings, Ke Muai felt funny, but was also very moved. He has never been a human being in two lives, including Hao Jianxiao back then. He never said to protect himself, let alone Don't talk about using your life to protect it, he pulled Jing Yunsong over: "Don't fight, I will take care of myself, and I don't need anyone to protect me. The small universe is a lie. You can't practice Sonic Fist, but you can't do it properly. It's still good to exercise more. Besides, I'm a man, not a goddess."

"Then the god Athena!" Jing Yunsong said in a tone of "you don't understand", "you will know when I practice it."

Guo Zhendong questioned: "Athena is a woman, okay? How could she be a male god? It's not right for you to compare him to Mumu."

"Then...Apollo! Apollo is a male god, and you are my Apollo god. I will still be a saint. By the way, the golden zodiac revolves around the sun. I will be a golden saint in the future. That's right."

Ke Muai lost her temper completely: "You can call me whatever you like."

According to his thinking, Jing Yunsong was enthusiastic for a while, and he gave up within a week, but he didn't expect Jing Yunsong to really persevere. From this day on, he woke up every morning and punched two thousand punches first. Go into the house to wash your face and eat, come out after eating and punch another [-] punches, carry a small schoolbag on your back, go to Ke Yongli's small shop to go to school by car, come back at night, go to the courtyard to punch, eat after punching, fight again after eating, and come back after punching Do homework, finish the homework and hit the last [-] punches, and then go to sleep on the kang.

He is only ten years old this year, his small fists are not as big as a rice spoon, his skin is tender, and he started bleeding after a few hundred blows, but he refused to give up. Ke Muai washed two clean cloth strips and wrapped them around him before beating him. , Blood gushed out from time to time, and finally dyed the white cloth strips into red strips.

Ke Muai looked distressed, tried to persuade him more than ten times to no avail, so he had no choice but to let him go, thinking to himself that he must keep up with his nutrition, otherwise his body would be exhausted, and he might have to suffer from the root cause of the disease in the future.Every morning, he steamed steamed buns with white noodles for Jing Yunsong, fried the venison with steamed buns for him to eat, and asked Qi Zhuang and the others to kill a chicken every now and then to make stewed pheasant with mushrooms, or a pot of stewed crucian carp. Tofu, get him a jar of brown sugar and jujube soup that has been boiled for four or five hours at night.

Jing Yunsong asked him where the money for buying chickens and fish came from, and he said that he earned it by picking mushrooms and selling them in autumn, which made Jing Yunsong very distressed: "I will go pick mushrooms and sell them with you later, on the way I'll help you carry the bag." He waved his small arms and squeezed his thin biceps, "I'm stronger than you, so I can carry more."

After New Year's Day, Jing Yunsong went on winter vacation. He got double hundred in the final exam, and tied for the first place in the grade with the other two in the central school.

However, he didn't look very happy, and he didn't show the paper to Ke Yongli and Bai Yuhuan, nor did they ask about it.

Ke Muai was thinking about the New Year, and wanted to buy two sets of clothes for herself and Jing Yunsong, as well as some New Year's goods.

The two children came to the town together, Ke Muai brought him to meet Xu Leyang, but Wu Xingsheng stopped at the door when he arrived at the car repair shop: "Why are you here again? Hurry up and don't come here again."

Ke Muai asked in surprise: "What's going on? I'm here to find my uncle."

Wu Xingsheng waved his hands impatiently: "Your uncle is not here anymore, hurry up and leave."

He was still puzzled when Wu Guangming, Wu Xingsheng's son, shouted at the door, "You came back to steal our family's money, and this time you did it again! If you come again, I will send you to the police station!"

Jing Yunsong said angrily, "Who do you call a thief?"

"It's him! Ke Muai! Xu Leyang's nephew!" Wu Guangming shouted while identifying him, "Catch the thief! Catch the thief!"

All the passers-by around were attracted, and Ke Muai was also very angry: "You said that I stole your family's money, so you sent my uncle home?"

"Who else can it be if it's not you!" Wu Guangming said with his arms crossed, "My piggy bank is placed on the cabinet in the room. You came and sat in the room for a while last time. When you leave, my piggy bank will be gone." It’s gone, there’s more than six yuan in it!”

Facing the pointing around, Ke Muai said with a strong breath: "Since this is the case, let's go to the police station, call the police, and investigate carefully to find out who took your money!"

Wu Xingsheng pushed his son into the house: "What are you doing out here! Go in and get chickens with your mother." Turning around, he waved at Ke Muai, "Hurry up, don't come here again, I'm not like your child care about."

"That can't be done!" Ke Muai said loudly, "You have no proof, why do you say that I stole your family's money? You pretend to be generous, I can't let you pour dirty water on me casually, today I will go up and down Police station, let the police come and solve the case! If I didn’t steal it, you two will apologize to me in front of everyone! Otherwise, I’ll go to court and sue you for damaging my reputation!”

"Little Biga, what are you making a fuss about! You stole someone's money, and they don't care about you, and you still refuse to let me go, so get out of here!"

Ke Muai sneered, and pulled Jing Yunsong to the Shiqiao Town Police Station.

Wu Xingsheng tugged at his son casually, almost staggering: "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly chase them back to me!"

Wu Guangming disagreed: "Let them go find it, just let the police arrest them!"

In the time it took to speak, Ke Muai and Jing Yunsong had already trotted away, heading straight to the police station by the town, knocking on the glass out of breath: "Uncle policeman, I want to report the crime!"