Being scolded by his own martial nephew.
In addition to Qiu Sheng's mockery earlier.
Wu Fang had long held back his anger and could not take it anymore. He pointed at Feng Hao and said,"Little brat, is this how Lin Jiu taught you to talk to your elders?”
He relied on his identity as Martial Uncle Feng Hao.
He actually cursed.
Wu Fang thought in his heart. No matter how bold he, Feng Hao, was, he would not dare to offend his superiors.
Indeed, during the period of the Republic of China, feudalism was still extremely serious.
A junior being lectured by an elder could only listen carefully.
Talking back was treasonous. This kind of thinking had been ingrained in his bones since he was young.
I dare not disobey.
However, how would Wu Fang know that Feng Hao had transmigrated from the modern world?
He didn't have such a stubborn thought.
Feng Hao didn't say anything. He was very fast and raised his hand to slap her.
Pa!
The hall fell silent.
Perfected Qian was stunned.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were dumbfounded.
Wu Fang's head was buzzing, his cheeks were red and swollen, and his ears were still ringing.
"Who the f * ck spoiled you?”
Feng Hao did not hold back at all. As he spoke, he slapped Wu Fang's head again.
The huge force almost knocked him out.
She couldn't even stand properly and staggered twice.
However, Feng Hao grabbed his collar and pushed him. Wu Fang sat on the ground in a sorry state.
Facing Feng Hao, he did not dare to have any thoughts of resisting.
The mocking laughter of Commander Cao's soldiers could be heard.
Wu Fang wished that there was a crack in the ground for him to crawl into.
"Qiusheng, Wencai, let's go."
Feng Hao called out to the two dazed senior brothers and brought them back to the room.
The Immortal Qian wanted to say something but hesitated. He thought that it would be better to go to the mortuary in person to bring gifts and thank them another day.
Commander Cao's soldiers saw Feng Hao walk past.
They hurriedly made way for him.
Marshal Cao himself didn't dare to ask him to stay.
Wu Fang didn't dare to say anything.
Feng Hao directly made a name for himself.
After such a delay, it was almost late at night. His good mood was ruined.
Now, he had nowhere to go to pick up girls.
He didn't like Happy Red Court.
Feng Hao lay on the bed helplessly.
The night was silent.
At noon the next day, the three of them slowly left Provincial City.
They chatted and laughed as they rode the carriage back.
Feng Hao turned around and looked at Provincial City. He sighed with regret.
Two hours later.
When they arrived outside the mortuary, Feng Hao's sharp eyes saw Ninth Uncle sitting in the courtyard, turning his head to look outside from time to time.
Suddenly, Ninth Uncle turned his head.
He was stunned.
He quickly turned his head back.
She pretended to take a sip of tea.
When the three of them reached the door, Ninth Uncle pretended to notice them and looked over."Eh, when did you guys come back?”
"Sigh, my days can't be idle again.”
[Feng Hao: When Slayer Tyrant comes, you still have your mouth left.]
Even though Ninth Uncle said that, he still quickly took the things from Qiu Shengwen.
"Hey, what did you buy? Why waste this money?”
Not long after, Ninth Uncle, who was in high spirits, walked out of the room and shouted,"Wencai, Wencai, what do you think of Master in this?”
"What about this?"
"Qiusheng, where's my pendant? Where did I put it?”
After returning, Feng Hao divided the four protective talismans he had taken from the pawnshop.
The four of them each took one.
Ninth Uncle didn't say anything, but he was obviously very happy.
It had always been hanging around his neck and had never been taken off.
In the afternoon, Feng Hao was lying dead in his room. Putting everything else aside, the mortuary was definitely a good place to escape the heat during summer.
That effect was even more effective than air conditioning.
However, not long after he lay down, Wen Cai came in and said happily,"Junior Brother, Master told us to drink some foreign tea. Old Master Ren is treating us, so it must be of high quality.”
"Alright, I'm coming!"
Feng Hao paused for a moment and felt that it was better to go and take a look.
Even if he didn't care about Ninth Uncle, he should at least care about Ren Tingting.
* Cough cough *
Outside the door, Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai were already waiting. Feng Hao slowly came out of the room.
Both of them were wearing new clothes.
On the other hand, Feng Hao was still wearing a green shirt. Coupled with his delicate face, he had a different kind of temperament.
He was like an indifferent expert.
Ninth Uncle glanced at Feng Hao and then at Wen Cai.
I wonder if these two disciples know how to drink foreign tea?
They didn't want to embarrass themselves together.
The mortuary was outside the town. Soon, the three of them arrived at Ren Town.
Qiusheng left at noon.
He said that if he told his aunt that he was safe.
The Ren Family Town was very prosperous. As the Ren Family was rich, they were equipped with Captain Ah Wei's private army.
Therefore, with good order, there were naturally many people who came in.
The townspeople who sold all kinds of toys on the street would greet Ninth Uncle with a smile when they saw him.
"Hello, Ninth Uncle! Was he visiting relatives? Why was he dressed so well?”
"Haha, good afternoon, Ninth Uncle. Where are you going?”
It could be seen that Ninth Uncle still had a lot of prestige in Ren Town.
He smiled and responded to them one by one.
Wen Cai was wearing new clothes today, and it was obvious that he was showing off. It was as if the wind was blowing when he walked.
His face was radiant.
Feng Hao followed at the back with his hands behind his back. He smiled and said nothing.
Many girls on the road looked at him shyly.
He had a tight grasp on his looks and temperament.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the entrance of the restaurant. The decoration was not inferior to that of the provincial capital.
When they reached the door, Wen Cai remembered and secretly asked,"
"By the way, Master, have you tried foreign tea before?”
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