Cannon Fodder Counterattack System Chapter 90: Cannon fodder counterattack the scum Jianwen (6)
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With the exquisite pages of the book spread out on the desk, Zhao Feixiao stared at the beautiful teeny seal on it with scorching eyes, and his complexion was flushed with excitement.
Different from the usual scripts that Jasper secretly bought to her, the scripts brought back by her brother were obviously more refined, the wording and sentence making in them was more elaborate, and the content was quite different!
There are no lingering talents and beautiful women who are bound by the world, no parents and relatives who love vanity sticks and mandarin ducks, and no boudoir girl who is sad to the flowers and the moon...
The women in it are all tough enough to surprise Zhao Feixiao. They didn’t just confine their attention to the back house and the love of men and women. Instead, most of them have their own thoughts and ideals, and they even rely on their own. Work hard with both hands to create a career of your own!
The book says that such a tough woman is called a strong woman, a model for women in the world...
The slender white fingers lightly brushed the graceful handwriting on the script, and Zhao Feixiao frowned slightly, which was different from the usual shamelessness. For the first time, the content of the script was lost in thought.
Because of physical reasons, she has been raised in a deep boudoir, and she has not touched the outside world too much. Her parents and brothers are not very strict with her. Although she knows the standards set by some people in the world for women, It is not very clear after all.
So, she is quite uncertain now.
She usually learns about the outside world through narratives, and she didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with the practice of talented and beautiful women in the textbook, but now...
The boudoir girl who is soft and weak but can die for love resolutely, the strong woman who lives hard but has a tough heart and finally achieves success and happiness with her hands.
Which one can I be? Which one is oneself?
Zhao Feixiao frowned slightly, and the heavens were fighting in his mind.
Zhao Feixiao's heart tightened as he glanced across his slightly pale face in the bronze mirror.
In the storybook, isn't the woman named Lin Fei also born with bad health?
Even, she is worse than herself! Somehow she still has her parents and elder brother protect her. She was discarded by her parents because of her physical condition after she was born!
But she is far better than herself.
I have been mourning and mourning, and sometimes I even complained in my heart that it is so unfair to live in heaven. Why is it that others are healthy and happy and can lead a normal life, but they are sick and even less than twenty years old? !
Lin Fei is different. She is so miserable than herself, but she has never complained about injustice. She has been working hard for life! Work hard to make your short life become as brilliant as fireworks!
Why, can't you?
The nails painted with red Danko left a white mark on the palm for a month. For the first time, Zhao Feixiao’s eyes filled with an unyielding look. She clenched the veil in her hand tightly, only feeling that there was something in her heart. Slowly rise and overflow.
But then I thought about her physical condition and the time wasted over the years, the courage of struggle that had just been ignited in her heart was like a pot of cold water being poured on her head, only a trace of faint red light remained. Tinder.
In the script, Lin Fei's strong and kindness finally touched God, and the pain that had entangled her for more than 20 years finally disappeared, and she eventually had to meet her beloved, and the two went hand in hand to reap a happy life.
So...what about yourself?
Is there no chance for myself who has been living under the protection of my family?
Or... as long as you make up your mind and start working hard now, one day you will also be touched by God, like Lin Fei, living a splendid life like fireworks?
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Different from Zhao Feixiao, who was deeply excited and yearning, inside the carriage, Ye Sinian sneered on his lips, and his phoenix eyes flashed with cold, full of evil taste.
Zi Yuan, who was still in the mood just now, seemed to be muted at this time, lying straight on the thick bedding, all her black hair was tied to the top of her head, and her red ear tips had nowhere to hide. In this way, he was directly exposed to Yesinian's sight.
He pulled the corners of his lips, and Ye Sinian slapped the man's sturdy back, with a threatening tone: "Brother Ziyuan? Doesn't hurt anymore?"
His muscles trembled, Zi Yuan looked at the complicated patterns under his eyelids, his eyes straightened, he swallowed, thinking of the painful and comfortable feeling when his hands were hanging on his back just now, not afraid Deadly said: "Brother Ling Qiu rubbed it again, but the result won't hurt much!"
Yesnian almost laughed angrily by him. He rolled his eyes madly and didn't want to fix him anymore, so he just sat up from his lap.
A weird regret flashed in his heart, Zi Yuan slowly propped up his body and sat up, as if inadvertently, he quickly smoothed the Taoist robe on his body.
Yesnian glanced at the man's three inches below the navel which was blocked by the robe, and glanced at him with a smile.
Coughing pretentiously, Zi Yuan frowned, tried to make a serious look, and said: "Brother Ling Qiu, how are you thinking about it?"
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Sinian raised his eyebrows, and asked inexplicably, as he casually smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes because of the previous posture, did he promise to consider anything just now?
"Cough cough!" A hint of redness flashed across Zi Yuan's face, and the hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly, saying: "It's... the marriage..."
After a pause, Ye Sinian pursed his lips, and a smile flashed in his eyes, but he asked pretendingly on his face: "What did Brother Ziyuan just say? What does it mean to be far away in front of you? There is no young woman here!"
If you have your own way, what kind of young woman is there!
Zi Yuan roared wildly in his heart, and there was nothing unusual on his face. He smiled and said, "Brother Ling Qiu said this is very bad. The world is so big. Although male and female yin and yang are the way to conform to the sky, there are exceptions to everything. , Who said that marriage can only be a young woman?"
"Brother Zi Yuan means..." Ye Si's face was red, and his eyes filled with a distinctly surprised look, his eyes quickly swept across Zi Yuan's smiling face that tried to maintain a sincere face, and the tips of his ears were also sharp. Dip a little blush.
Zi Yuan's eyes lit up, and his heartbeat was almost uncontrollable. He nodded excitedly and said: "Just as Brother Ling Qiu thought, being far from the horizon and in front of you means that your marriage is..."
"Master! You're home!" The young man who was flushed with anger on the outside of the carriage sank Dantian, turned his head and yelled at the curtain of the car.
His grandma's, almost made the old movie of Jianghu speak out!
Fortunately, Xiaoye is witty! Otherwise, even if the character of the young master feels bad, he might not be able to wipe his face and refuse to face to face!
When he was about to blurt out the words, he choked in his throat abruptly, and Zi Yuan blushed with suffocation.
A smile flashed quickly in Ye Sinian's eyes. He tried to squeeze the expression on his face, with a faint regret in his eyes. He glanced at Zi Yuan and said: "...Brother Zi Yuan , Come with me!"
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Since the birth of Zhao Feixiao, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother have always respected the monk and Taoist priest because he often went to the temple to pray for his beloved daughter. At this time, I met Ziyuan with handsome face and detached eyes, and I firmly believed that he was a man. A master!
There is no reason for him. Although this Taoist looks quite young and handsome, his undisturbed temperament and wide and free eyes are not something ordinary Taoists can have.
After all, they have also been to many Taoist temples and have seen many Taoist priests. Although Zi Yuan's dress is relatively unruly, the appearance of such an outsider makes them feel that this person is more extraordinary!
So, when they heard that Ziyuan still knew some of the art of qihuang, their eyes almost all brightened up!
The expectant gazes of his parents fell on him, Ye Sinian raised his eyebrows slightly, and silently glanced at the elegant and calm face of the man opposite.
At this time, he and Ziyuan, who is like a disciple in the carriage, are really different. Although they still have the same unruly hairstyle, the same handsome face, and the same free and easy dress, the temperament of the whole person is very different.
He has a faint smile on his lips, his eyes are wide and gentle but always with a faint distance, as if standing outside the red dust watching the worldly people struggle in vain, without a trace of tacky, detached and free.
Yesnian's eyebrows frowned unconsciously when he touched those eyes that seemed gentle but indifferent.
Perceiving his gaze, Zi Yuan subconsciously curled his lips and smiled, as if he had broken some kind of mask, and the expression on his face instantly became real.
The eyes that fell on him were warm, and Ye Sinian slowly stretched his eyebrows, saying: "It's not early today, if Brother Zi Yuan doesn't dislike it..."
"Don't dislike it!" Zi Yuan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help blurting out. After speaking, he realized that his tone was too eager and joyful, and it didn't fit his image as an expert outside the world.
With a light cough, he evoked an inscrutable smile, nodded slowly, and said in a calm tone: "It's better to be respectful than to live. If you are poor, then you will be embarrassed to stay."
Father and Mother Zhao glanced at each other, thinking that the Dao Master who was full of surprises just now must be her own illusion.
Thinking that after the Taoist master stayed in the mansion, he would definitely have the opportunity to take a look at his beloved daughter. Mother Zhao was overjoyed and hurriedly looked back and said to the maid beside him: "Go and prepare the guest room!"
"Wait, ma'am!" Ziyuan's face was tight, and he said hurriedly: "The poor Taoist temple is so precious that he must be blessed by heaven. The poor Taoist has been cultivating for many years, but he has never been detached. Ling Lang had a lot of feelings during the conversation, and he wanted to live beside him, hoping that his wife would make it happen!"
Yes' eyes widened suddenly, and he never thought that this man would be so brazen that he would dare to say such a thing in front of his parents!
But before he had time to object, he heard his mother Zhao, whose beloved son was praised, covered her lips with a smile, and said with excitement: "It is his blessing that the Daoist wants to live with Ling Qiu!"
Speaking, she smiled and turned to the maid and said: "Hongyu, take someone to clean up the room next to the young master!"
"Mrs. Xie is perfect!" Zi Yuan's expression was calm and calm. Seeing his appearance, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother felt he was unpredictable!
"..."
Yesnian opened his mouth and glanced at Zi Yuan in an angry manner.
Receiving his startled and helpless gaze, Zi Yuan raised his eyebrows, and made a "marriage" mouth shape from the angle that Zhao's father and Zhao's mother didn't pay attention.
The expression on his face was stagnant, and Ye Sinian quickly glanced at the Zhao father and Zhao mother who was sitting on the seat with some guilty conscience, and found that they did not notice the abnormality, then he was relieved and gave him a stern look.
Receiving his enthusiastic eyes, Zi Yuan opened his eyes slightly flattered, and turned away embarrassedly.
Sweeping his eyes over his red ear tips, Yesinian: "..."