Broken wings

Nanfeng had just come back from outside, and happened to meet Yuan Zhen drinking tea in the hall, so he casually called his father-in-law. Yuan Zhen put down the book in his hand and asked softly, "How have you been practicing kung fu lately?"

"It's done. Nanfeng glanced at him inexplicably, and replied, could it be that he was going to test his homework?

"Go to the courtyard and practice for me. Yuan Zhen got up to leave, Nanfeng had just come back from outside, where did he still want to move, so he sat directly on the chair, "Don't go, next time." "

"Recently, there have been a lot of things in the DPRK and China, and I'm also busy, so today, you can rest for a while, and then go to practice and show me, and I can also help you give you some advice. "

"I'll just practice it myself, so I don't need you to watch. "

Yuan Zhen lowered his eyes, couldn't see the emotions flowing in his eyes clearly, and said: "You are usually lazy, your brother has a lot of things, and when it comes to practicing, someone will guide you to progress faster." "

Nanfeng didn't want to go back and forth about one thing, so he put down his legs on the chair and followed him to the courtyard. He practiced for most of the hour, and the sweat on his body spilled out, Yuan Zhen stepped forward to greet him, although his mouth pointed at him from time to time, but he was still beaten and screamed: "I don't practice anymore!".

"What did you say?" Yuan Zhen frowned.

"What kind of person are you instructing people to practice? I think you're using me as a punching bag!" Nanfeng rubbed the swollen area and wailed.

Yuan Zhen suddenly became angry: "Where am I trying my strength? I can't stand the slightest injury, I look like a man!

"You should keep your strength and guide Lao Qian, I won't practice with you. Nanfeng turned around and was about to leave, Yuan Zhen grabbed him by the shoulder, "Nanfeng, do you know what the court says about you?" Yuan Zhen's face was gloomy, and Nanfeng missed a beat in his heart, "What do they like to say and say, what does it have to do with me?

"The news that you always go to the land of fireworks is well known, and they say that your way of acting all along is not worthy of being the son of Nan Shijue, and it is a shame for him to spread that you are his eldest son. Yuan Zhen's words seemed to have someone slapped Nanfeng hard, and Nanfeng sneered, "I also said that they all deserve to die, why don't they die? What's wrong with the land of fireworks? Aren't all people in the land of fireworks? are all monsters? Where do I want to go, it's my business to get in the way of them eating and sleeping? Why point fingers at me? In this world, no one is absolutely clean, maybe those who point fingers at me are much dirtier than me." "

Yuan Zhen has obviously heard a lot of such rumors, and he is not happy in his heart, if Nanfeng was really brought up by their Nan family, maybe he would be very good now. But he followed him, but he learned to be like this, blaming himself for letting him go too seriously and not teaching him well.

"You think

the same way?" Nanfeng stared at Yuan Zhen's eyes and asked solemnly, "You also think that I Nanfeng is not worthy of being Nan Shijue's eldest son, right?" Nanfeng's gaze followed his lips tightly, and when he said an answer, somehow, his heart was in his throat.

"You're not young, you should be mature, don't do anything serious all day long. Your father is a capable and righteous hero, what you should do is to win glory for him and continue his glory, you know?" Yuan Zhen's earnest words did not soothe his anxious heart, he could see from Yuan Zhen's attitude that they all disliked themselves for being useless, they would only cause trouble, and they would not make some achievements.

Nanfeng sneered: "In that case, then why do you bother to raise me? You just raise Lao Qian? As long as you say a word, I can roll up the cover and get out of the house immediately!"

"I'm talking to you about things, don't talk to me so weirdly!" The speaker's earnest listener contempt is the most unacceptable attitude of Yuan Zhen, and the fire in Yuan Zhen's stomach has been hooked and burned to his chest.

"Aren't you? Haven't you always hated me useless? They don't think I'm worthy to be my father's son, and just because I didn't go the way you wanted, you think everything I'm doing is wrong, I'm wrong as an being!"

Yuan Zhen's eyes darkened by his anger, he didn't understand whether he didn't express it clearly or he misunderstood, why did he misunderstand his meaning every time?

It seems that what they said is right, you are such a selfish person who only cares about your own feelings, never knows what self-examination is, and never knows how to empathize with other people's hearts. If your father were still alive and knew that his son would grow up so bad, he would be sad. "

Yuan Zhen's disappointed eyes stung Nanfeng's eyes, and Nanfeng stubbornly smiled: "It's a pity that he is dead, I don't have a father anymore, he will never know again, all this is thanks to you." You all dislike me, then please the emperor, return my father and mother to me, and I will take my sister away immediately!

Looking at the back of Nanfeng in the distance, Yuan Zhen's heart was full of self-blame and guilt, his parents and family were all destroyed because of the protection of the Yuan Kingdom, but he did not educate him well, nor did he let him experience warmth and love, he was really ashamed of his parents. But there is infinite frustration, why from childhood to adulthood, there will always be a gap between me and the south wind, and I will never be able to communicate calmly.

Nanfeng walked to the backyard, saw a little straw man on the ground, kicked it ten meters away, looked at the sky above him depressedly, suffocated and almost out of breath, staying in this place, it was really sadder than tightening his neck, everything was watched, and he couldn't help himself. Nanfeng sat down on the steps, picked up the little straw man on the ground, and threw it on the ground with his whiskers.

I'm already sixteen years old, maybe, I can go out and break through, and when I break into a famous place, I will take my sister with me.

Ouyang Qian came out of the barracks when the moon hung high in the evening, and it was already three minutes when he got home, he was already sleepy, his brain was almost unable to turn, and he didn't even have the energy to be happy when the matter was solved, and most of his energy had been stripped of his hard work for several days, and he just wanted to sleep well now, and he didn't even bother to care about his empty stomach. You must rest quickly, fall asleep quickly, there are still a lot of things to do the next day, if you don't rest well, everything has to be pushed back, and the progress of things will be affected.

Handing Chiyun to the little servant at the door and leading him to the stable, he walked to his room with half-squinted eyes, and as he walked, he saw a dark figure sitting on the steps, still fiddling with something in his hand. When he stepped forward, he saw that it was the south wind, and he was holding a torn little straw man in his hand, and there were words in his mouth.

Ouyang Qian looked at this posture and felt a bad feeling in his heart, and he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Nanfeng was immersed in his own world, and was startled by the sudden voice, hurriedly avoided the little straw man behind him, his expression also panicked, and he stood up and took two steps back: "Brother......

".

Seeing that he was so

weak-hearted, he felt that that little straw man must be something evil, could it be that he was cursing something? Ouyang Qian had never disliked these ghosts, snakes, and gods, so his face immediately sank, and he stretched out his hand: "What is hidden behind you, give it to me." "

"No...... It's nothing...... There's nothing behind me......" Nanfeng knew that he didn't like these evil things, and for a while he had the mind to dodge, he shrank back and back, Ouyang Qian couldn't help but say that he vigorously pulled his fingers and snatched the villain over, "Show me! What tricks are you doing!".

After snatching the little straw man, Ouyang Qian saw that the little man had been torn to pieces by him, and there

were a few needles on it, almost piercing Ouyang Qian's hand, and he didn't see the special features of this little straw man over and over again, but the needles on it definitely represented a curse, Ouyang Qian held it to his throat in one breath, and said angrily: "It's okay to clean up these weird things, what are you doing! Do you think you hate someone, so you can curse him to hell if you just prick a villain? Hear me!".

"I didn't pierce it. Nanfeng snatched the little straw man aggrievedly and threw it on the ground outside, "This is what I picked up casually, and I just pulled it twice." "

With such a throw, a small white cloth corner was exposed inside the little straw man, Ouyang Qian was suspicious, walked over to pick it up, pulled out the white cloth, and stayed for a quarter of an hour without reacting, only the violent rise and fall of his chest and his eyes in disbelief reminded him that he was still alive. The younger brother who he regards as a treasure, the villain who cursed with his own hands, has a strip of cloth hidden inside, and the birth date of his father-in-law is written. He's cursing his father, he's cursing his father, he's cursing his father!

When Ouyang Qian came back to his senses, he realized that anger and sadness had taken control of his brain, and a mouthful of blood rushed up and blocked his throat. He forced himself to calm down, pointed his finger at the ground in front of him, and shouted, "Kneel!"

Nanfeng knelt in front of him with a 'poof', for some reason.

"Tell me, why are you doing this!" Ouyang Qian wanted to calm his mind a little, but how could this be controlled by willpower, the most important person in his heart was cursed, and the strongest thought in his mind was to kill the cursed person, but this cursed person was equally important to himself, which made him even more heartbroken and cold.

The strip of cloth floated in front of Nanfeng, Nanfeng took a look, and his brain exploded with a 'boom'.