No matter how correct the principle is, it will not be effective if incorrect methods are used.
Yang Guan, who kept talking about "absolutely correct", finally succeeded in hypnotizing Wang Chang. At first, he gave some face and listened carefully, but as time went on, his upper eyelids could no longer hold up. As Yangguan's "big principles" were spoken in series after series, the eyelids became heavier and heavier. Before long, there was only a crack left, and only the white eyes were left.
Seeing that Wang Chang fell asleep while being talked about, Yang Guan was not angry. He turned his face to Yang Zhen and continued to talk.
Although Yang Zhen didn't fall asleep, he really couldn't listen anymore, so he turned to Yao Qiao and shouted: "Sister-in-law, please give me an arrow! Aren't you going to shoot me to death? Come on. !quick!"
Yao Qiao smiled so hard that she could hardly stand up straight, and responded: "My dear grandson! I can't bear to shoot you, aunt! Hahaha... Yangguan, Yangguan, you have set another record: you can speak to others. I fell asleep on the spot, awesome, awesome! Haha..."
Seeing these two little ones, one was asleep and the other would rather die than listen any more, Jiao Yue couldn't help but laugh, pointed at Yang Guan and said: "You, lose!"
Yang Guan closed his mouth angrily, stood up, shook his sleeves, straightened his clothes, and comforted himself by saying: "No, they are just too young and don't understand me."
The one who repeated this sentence loudly with him was Dumu.
"I've talked it over for you, but I can't convince you every time. That's it. Are you annoyed?!"
Dumu put his straw hat on his head and walked in a leisurely catwalk, approaching the brothers Yang Zhen and Wang Chang, preparing to replace him in the battle.
Yang Guan's last words sounded a bit familiar to Jiao Yue. She remembered that a long time ago, Master Mu Yi once told them exactly the same words. At that time, the master tried to take a micro-invisibility bath in an open fire, saying, It's from a pair of brothers.
"Is it possible that those brothers have anything to do with Yangguan and Dumu?"
Jiao Yue's thoughts stirred in her heart, but she was interrupted by Du Mu's voice: "Come, look at me!"
Yang Zhen held Wang Chang in his arms, and Wang Chang woke up again. The two of them stared at the Dumu walking towards them with vigilance.
"Boy, I know who you are, no need to hide."
Dumu took out another small pastry wrapped in paper, opened it, stretched out his hand to pour it for the sheep, and said generously: "This is your favorite!"
Yang Zhen is very familiar with this taste! Although he has not completely let down his guard until now, but facing the Weiguo pastry that he has loved most since he was a child, his little psychological defense was broken so easily for some reason.
"Don't worry, it's not poisonous. You made it yourself from Cong Cong! Come on, try it!"
"Congcong Aniang?"
Yang Zhen was surprised how this Du Mu knew Cong Cong, and knew exactly that his favorite food was the Weiguo palace pastries she made after learning her father's craftsmanship.
"Eat, eat, I want to take a nap, what's so scary about it!"
Seeing Yang Zhen take the pastry and break it in half, he tasted a small piece first to make sure it was okay, and then gave it to Wang Chang so that he could eat it too.
"Look, look! There is no child in the world who doesn't like to eat cakes, hahahaha!"
"It must be a delicious pastry!"
Yao Qiao stretched out her hand and took out a leaf from the tree, which was covered with chubby and wriggling caterpillars. She took out an arrow from her sleeve, strung it together, and shot the leaves and insects into the open palm of the tree.
"How about you let him eat this again?"
Unexpectedly, Wang Chang, who was about to fall asleep just now, was not afraid at all when faced with this string of worms. He grabbed it with his hand and took a bite of the worm meat and a bite of pastry like a barbecue, while nodding his head. Praise: "It's delicious! It's delicious! It's delicious!"
No one expected that this kid who looked the weakest would be the strongest one here!
Just when everyone was shocked and stunned, Wang Chang had already eaten all the insects, and carefully wiped the small bamboo arrow clean with leaves. He raised his hands respectfully, walked to Yao Qiao, and handed it back!
"Thank you, my aunt!"
At this point, the older ones didn’t know how to continue.
"How dare I ask my aunt to leave our horses and come back, okay? A gentleman's word comes first!"
Wang Chang's words were so charming that there was no reason to refuse.
"Yes, yes! Bullying children is not considered a skill, haha!"
Dumu wiped the hand that had caught the bug on the edge of his clothes a few times, then turned his hand away and continued to cheer.
"Haha, that means that this round, you brothers have given up!"
Jiaoyue put her hands behind her back, twisted them proudly, and replied.
"Admit defeat? What's the matter? I haven't even started yet! Yao Qiao, you wait until you find the horse." Dumu's competitive spirit was aroused again, and he was determined to try again.
"Wang Zhen, you are an elder brother and you will love your younger brother, right?"
Yang Zhen pulled Wang Chang back and hugged him tightly, fearing that Dumu would be harmful to his brother.
"But, how do I always know that others call you 'Yang Zhen' instead of 'Wang Zhen'? Have you ever thought about the reason? Obviously, you are Wang Dan's eldest son! Yes! , or is it wrong?”
Dumu's question made Yang Zhen stunned. How could this secret about his life experience, which had been buried deep in his heart, be brought out by this stranger, who would not open any pot and only pick up which pot? What about him?
"What are you going to do?"
Yang Zhen's psychological defense has been raised to the highest level.
"You have no doubts. You can be taken back, so why have your mother and father only come to see you for so many years, but never mentioned taking you back and raising you personally? Don't they know? , are you here living a life of 'depending on others'? There is not a day when you don't want to go back to your home, but they don't mention it, and you don't dare to mention it, what is this? Have you thought about it? "
Dumu put his hands behind his back and began to circle around Yang Zhen and Wang Chang, continuing his "heuristic" questions.
"Are you a guest? How well do you know this? And how well do you know my aunt?"
Facing Dumu's increasingly unfriendly and malicious guidance, Yang Zhen decided to fight back and asked a series of rhetorical questions.
"Me? I'm Dumu! Didn't you hear their screams just now! Of course I will know. Not only I know, Yang Guan and I, we all know everything about you, your family, everything and I know all the people you have had relationships with. But I can’t talk about it! These fates are all written in a chapter of your own destiny. I just know, but I can’t interfere or reveal it. This makes me such a Do you know how uncomfortable it is for people with a strong sense of justice? I can only remind you that you can only rely on yourself to understand the specific answer!"
After Dumu said this, he slapped himself hard on the face and blamed himself: "Torture! I really shouldn't know so much!"
