Everyone was shocked by the sudden sound. Although the whole thing was to target Fan Decheng, he was only six years old after all, and he had no parents overnight. The person who committed the crime was his brother. Chen Bing didn't want him to suffer such great pain at a young age, and he was very innocent, and felt even more pitiful to him. So he sat beside him and hugged him gently. But Fan Decheng gently broke free from Chen Bing and asked politely: "Sister, why do you hug me? I don't know you? My brother said, don't talk to strangers, don't eat food given by strangers. I don't know you, I don't want you to touch me, and I won't eat what you give."

Chen Bing was scolded by him but was not angry. Instead, he was very arrogant to what he said to him. He squatted down and said softly: "Oh, Decheng is so obedient. Since Decheng calls my sister, you and I are not strangers. Then my sister asked Decheng, you are not a student age yet, is your brother teaching you the knowledge you usually have?"

Fan Decheng was a little dizzy when Chen Bing was surrounded by Chen Bing, and he nodded. Chen Bing then asked, "What has brother taught Decheng?"

Fan Decheng said, "My brother taught me to write, play with me, and also taught me to read the Book of Filial Piety. I can recite all these. My brother also said that I can't go to the county school until I was eight years old. It's better to learn more now and be more knowledgeable. Once I enter the county school, I will not be worse than others. My brother is very powerful, and I listen to what he says."

Chen Bing patted his palms, his eyebrows and eyes curled, and praised, "Decheng is so powerful. At a young age, he can recite the filial piety. Come on, tell my sister, what else can you recite?"

If it were an ordinary child who was praised by this, he would be quite proud at this time, but Fan Decheng was completely different. Although he was a child, he was quite humble. He was not complacent about Chen Bing's praise, but instead said humbly: "Sister is wrong, I have read it repeatedly and repeatedly to memorize it many times. My father often said that I am stupid. My sister asked me what else I could recite. Apart from three hundred and a thousand, my brother asked me to read poetry and speak new words to the world, but, but..." As he said that, Fan Decheng lowered his head and remained silent.

Chen Bing was curious and asked, "But what? Can't you tell my sister?"

Fan Decheng looked up, looked at Chen Bing, and said, "I tell my sister, sister must not laugh at me, nor can she say to others."

Chen Bing nodded, stretched out his little finger with his right hand and said, "Sister promised you not to laugh at you, you and I will hook you!"

Fan Decheng and Chen Bing clinked their little fingers, then relieved their hearts and said, "But I don't recognize many words in the new language of Shishuo. It's so hard to read, and it's even more distressing to memorize them. I want to ask my mother, but my mother doesn't recognize words. I ask my father, but my father doesn't have the patience to teach me. Whenever I ask, he always wants to teach me how to memorize, but I always recite it wrongly and always scold him."

Chen Bing understood what Fan Decheng meant and thought to himself, "It is not easy for this little child to recite all the three hundred thousand and the Book of Filial Piety. Some of the words and sentences of the Book of Songs and the New Words of the World are indeed not something that these six-year-old children can recognize and understand." Chen Bing even looked at Fan Decheng in his heart and praised, "That's not easy, my sister is as old as you, but she still doesn't recognize words."

Van Decheng said, "Brother said that it is beneficial to let me learn more and understand more principles. He also said that in the future, I cannot just do business and become an official. Sister, I actually don't want to be an official. I study hard and just want to do my daily homework earlier, so that I can play with my brother when I am free of charge."

Chen Bing secretly applauded in his heart, agreeing with Fan Deguang's approach. She asked Fan Decheng softly, "What are you playing with your brother after Decheng finishes his homework? Can you tell your sister?"

Fan Decheng tilted his head, thought for a while, and said, "There is a date tree in the east garden of my home. I love to eat dates, but the date tree is too high and I can't reach it. My brother can use a bamboo pole to help me beat dates. I picked up the dates on the ground, wiped them with a handkerchief, and ate them with my brother. My brother kept praising the dates, saying that I was sensible and well-behaved, and could eat them with people. In summer, my brother would weave bamboo cages and put the caught golden bells in the cage for me to play with. He also made a little bamboo horse, and said that when I grow up, he would take me to ride a real horse, but my brother said that he could not ride a horse. Sister, my brother was very kind to me and always played with me." Speaking of this, Fan Decheng's face seemed to be filled with a longing light.

Chen Bing was stunned when he heard this, and said to himself, "From what this child said, it seems that Fan Deguang is not bad for his half-brother, how could he do anything to him? Why would I ask him more." Thinking of this, Chen Bing asked Fan Decheng and said, "Did it be your brother who plays with you? Where are your father and mother? Don't you accompany you?"

Fan Decheng lowered his head slightly, quietly pinched his hands, slowly stretched it behind his back, and said, "Dad is not very good. He rarely plays with me. He often calls me to his study and asks me to recite poems and the new words of the new world to him. If so, if he doesn't recite well, his father will hit my palm with a rattan. But although his father hit me, he is also very good to me, even though he is a little bit fierce on weekdays. Mom is also very nice to me. She has always told me to be nice to my father when I grow up, saying that my father only has me, and everything will be mine in the future. But sister and brother are also father's children, why do you say that my father only has me as a son?" Perhaps speaking of his father and mother, Fan Decheng's expression seemed to be a little dim, and his tone was not as lively as he had just come.

Chen Bing took out the golden silk puppy wrapped in a handkerchief from his arms and said, "Sister has a few golden silk puppy here. Decheng is so good. I will reward you with one. Come on, put out your little hand and give it to you."

Fan Decheng stretched his hands in front of him, but still clenched his fists. He turned his head and glanced at Fan Deguang, but saw that he was talking to Liu Zhiyuan and did not notice himself. He turned around and looked at Chen Bing and slowly spread his hands. Chen Bing felt sad when he saw his hands red, and he thought to himself, "This child quietly put his hands behind his back when he was speaking. How could these escape my eyes? As I expected, he must have been beaten by his father tonight. And it seemed that his father and mother were very strict with him, and his mother seemed to have a desire to use it. Alas, it really hurt him." Chen Bing felt sorry for him, but when he gave him the golden silk plum, he used orchid gestures and gently brushed his hole.

Fan Decheng felt a cool air flowing from his fingertips into his limbs and bones along his arms, and his palms didn't hurt much. Naturally, he didn't know that these were caused by Chen Bing's exquisite orchid acupointing hands. He only thought it was the effect of this golden silk plum after he got it. He hurriedly pinched the two plums in his fist, hoping that the cool air would last more, and he kept thanking him.

Chen Bing thought about his parents' affairs and didn't know how to speak out to him, so he thought about it in his heart and asked Fan Decheng in a low voice: "Decheng, your father and your mother are going to go on a long journey. Some very important transactions must be taken by him. They must go there for a long time. Decheng is very well-behaved. If your father and mother cannot come back during this period, can you take good care of yourself?"

Van Decheng looked at the sky outside the window, but asked, "Sister, why did Dad and Mom go out before dawn?"

Chen Bing patted Fan Decheng's back and said softly, "It's urgent, so he left overnight. He didn't have time to greet Decheng and asked me to say it on his behalf. Your father said, "If Decheng wants to be good, eat well, and grow strong in the future, so that no one can bully you." He also needs to study hard, and gain fame in the future, he will be able to honor his ancestors and will not humiliate the expectations of your father and mother for you."

Van Decheng looked at Van Deguang standing by the door, but smiled and said, "With my brother here, no one can bully me."

Chen Bing's nose felt sour and said, "This is quite difficult. Your father and mother may not come here. Your brother may have to go to find his father for some time, so Decheng will be the only one left."

Van Decheng lowered his head slowly with his face, and whispered, "Is even my brother leaving? Do you want me? Sister, can you tell me about it? Just say Decheng must be obedient and must recite the new words of Shishou. Let brother not be angry with me, okay?"

Chen Bing sighed in his heart, but he was unwilling to hurt the little child's heart. So he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, sister must bring the words to his brother. Decheng, it's not dawn yet, do you want to sleep for a while? Maybe when you wake up, your father and mother will finish the work and come back?"

Fan Decheng only thought that his parents would come back after a sleep. He nodded with great joy. Chen Bing helped him to sleep, hummed a song, and patted his back. In just a few breaths, Fan Decheng fell asleep.

At the same time, Liu Zhiyuan on the other side was extremely ruthless about Fan Deguang's murder of his father and mother.

He despised himself, however, Liu Zhiyuan valued friendship very much, especially when Fan Deguang was a child, he often stood up for Liu Zhiyuan. Although he had not seen him for many years, Liu Zhiyuan still regarded Fan Deguang as his friend, so he felt even more angry with him.

Liu Zhiyuan and Fan Deguang looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. After about half a cup of tea, Fan Deguang was the first to break the silence. He sighed slightly and said, "Ha, Liu Zhixing, don't look at me with that kind of pity."

Liu Zhiyuan sighed, "Do you still remember how Li Wenhu bullied me when he was a child?"

Van Deguang nodded.

Liu Zhiyuan continued, "Li Wenhu is older than me, and I was not in good health at that time. I often had to drink medicine. If I forgot to drink, I would pant and cough. Li Wenhu and others often used these to laugh at me, calling me a sick and short-lived ghost, and saying that my mother was destined to defeat people and killed my two sisters and an older brother. I was furious after hearing this. He scolded me, but scolded my mother would not do it. However, Li Wenhu was born with a strong and powerful person. How could I be his opponent at that time? He often beat me to the bruised face."

Fan Deguang smiled and said, "Yes, you didn't know martial arts at that time, you were very short and sick. Li Wenhu relied on his strength to bully you all. I couldn't bear to see his behavior of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, so I often stood up for you. I am about the same age as Li Wenhu and my strength is also similar, but he can't beat me if he doesn't have the agility I came."
Chapter completed!