"Who is your uncle? Call him dad--!" Xuan Lin said casually and perfunctorily: "I didn't say anything, let's go."

He got up and threw two twenty-two bills on the table, and didn't want to make any change. Who knew that before he could reach out to pull Ye Zhen, the Japanese man who spoke stiff Chinese laughed and said loudly: "Yes, we shouldn't have collected our money! How could it be that grandpa came to visit his grandson's house? Grandpa still had to collect his grandfather's money?"

It’s not just Ye Zhen, but the faces of many people in the store have changed at the same time.

If this was said elsewhere, it might be just a simple insult. But in Lushun and Nanjing, this is a great shame that is integrated into the blood.

In cities that have suffered massacres, countless women were banished by Japanese invaders. The war ended and that era ended, but the pain that was engraved in their souls is forever - some Japanese right-wing elements still claim that the Chinese in these two places are actually descendants of the Japanese!

This malicious speculation, when it comes to any nation in the world, is an untolerable national humiliation! Moreover, the Chinese attach more importance to their ancestors and bloodlines than any other nation!

Ye Zhen's hands were trembling, Xuan Lin grabbed his shoulder tightly, lowered his voice and shouted: "Don't be impulsive! Wait for a moment!"

The Japanese laughed, and his companion threw a whole bill on the table and pulled him out.

Ye Zhen could hardly hear anything else. Seeing that they were about to leave, his eyes were almost red. Xuan Lin pressed him down, slapped him, and said sternly: "Do you want to make trouble in the street!"

Ye Zhen's whole body was shaking and his teeth were clattering. Xuan Lin stared at him for a long time before he gradually recovered a little bit of his mind.

"I want to destroy them," he repeated nervously, "I want to destroy them."

Xuan Lin frowned and said for a while: "In this era, there are police and laws. If you are caught, it will be difficult to protect you from it- do you understand?"

Ye Zhen woke up a little more and said, "I understand."

The blood in his eyes gradually faded away, but his eyes were still cold and harsh.

Xuan Lin let go of the hand that clamped his shoulders, stared at him for a few seconds, and said, "I'll wait for you twenty minutes, go and go back quickly."

Ye Zhen gasped, nodded slowly, turned around and ran away quickly, and soon disappeared from the street corner.

(2)

When Ye Zhen came home that night, he covered his face with a coat and hood, and the corners of his mouth were bruised. He looked like he was beaten up at first glance.

Long Jiwei leaned on the sofa to look at the documents, reached out and waved, saying, "Ye Shisan! Come here! Who beats you?"

Ye Zhen shook his head in front of him, without saying a word, and hid in the room.

Long Jiweichi said: "Is this child a broken heart?"

Xuan Lin pinched his finger joints, walked over with a arrogant look on his face, and said with a grim smile: "I haven't lost my heart, but I've been beaten by his dear father."

"..." Long Jiwei asked: "Why are you beating him?"

Xuan Lin then sat down next to Long Jiwei, and tilted his body at a twisted and incredible angle, adding fuel to the fire and repeated what happened at Xiaowonun stall today. When he talked about the two Japanese talking in Japanese, Long Jiwei understood it all at once, and said in surprise: "There are such a strong Japanese in the Northeast these days? Are you not afraid of being sacked when walking on the street?"

Xuan Lin said carelessly: "There are 250s everywhere. Two years ago, there was a Japanese exchange student in Nanjing who spitted phlegm in a crowd. He was pressed and slapped more than a dozen times on the spot... To be honest, even if the two of them didn't meet our son today, they would definitely not be able to do anything. There were so many people in the store at that time."

He reported to Long Jiwei about Ye Zhen's experience of finding the two Japanese again, and his tone was a little complacent: "Our son is still very smart! He snatched his wallet and ran away! He ran to the alley where there was no one and started fighting directly! The battle was resolved in five minutes!"

Long Jiwei said: "It's great Comrade Xuanlin. Ye Shisan, with you, not only learned to fight and frame, but also learned to grab someone's wallet... Take your hand off me! If you are such a big person, don't come up all day long to rub your face!"

Xuan Lin said angrily: "Don't you love me anymore!"

Long Jiwei flipped through a page of the documents and said coldly: "You can also punch my face as you looked at Ye Shisan, and then try to see if you can walk out of this door alive..."

Xuanlin: "…"

玄鳞立马乖了,双手捂胸做热泪盈眶状:“爸爸我这是在对亲爱的儿子进行爱的教育啊!爸爸我要是不揍醒他,那俩小鬼子现在就已经可以送去烧了啊!你知道吗孩子他妈!咱儿子把那小鬼子踩在脚底,十个手指一根一根拧下来,拧一根问一声:谁是谁爷爷?嗯?谁是谁爷爷?”

Long Jiwei said angrily: "Who is the child's fucking?!"

Xuan Lin said shyly: "Anyway, that's it. When Ye Shisan's classmate was crazy about slaughtering, my dear father, I rushed up and shouted loudly on the ground, awakening the lost lamb! Then I took him home."

“…What did you say?”

"Ahem, I said!" Xuan Lin raised his head and said with a righteous heart: "I slapped him on the head and said: Mao Qingxi! Stop slapping it! Your mother told you to go home for dinner!"

Long Jiwei: "..."

Long Jiwei stared at Xuan Lin with a blank expression and said slowly for a while: "You father and son are really bad..."

The lights were not turned on in the small room, and Ye Zhen was lying on the bed, staring at the blurry outline of the ceiling in the dim light.

He originally thought that the afterglow of his anger would last for a long time, but who knew that when he lay down, his spirit would only feel exhausted, and even his body would feel numb.

He remembered that when he was a disciple of his master, his ancestors once taught him: "We martial arts practitioners need to endure what ordinary people cannot tolerate, and even more, to transcend the moral character of ordinary people, to repay grievances with virtue and influence others in order to achieve the highest level."

When Ye Zhen was young, he immediately rejected the ancestor: "Sage Confucius said: How can you repay kindness with virtue? How can you repay kindness with the master?"

The ancestor asked unhappily: "Zhu Zi! What should you do if you think?"

Ye Zhen said: "Repaying grievances with righteousness and repaying virtue with virtue can be called a gentleman; repaying grievances with virtue with virtue is the true nature of a person!"

Ye Zhen suffered a lot because of this sentence and was eventually sent home by his master. His master's evaluation of him was: a young man was naughty and paranoid, and he was not a person who could practice martial arts. However, his father did not agree with it so much. Ye Zhen's martial arts genius is famous in all directions, so he quickly found another master to learn acupoint secret techniques for him.

Acupoints are not as written in martial arts novels, as if they are a skill that anyone can learn. In fact, in some places, disciples who are allowed to learn acupoints have been tested layer by layer, and their character and virtue must be perfected, and even a little flawed in their personality is not enough.

Ye Zhen’s second master was different from the master who “repaying grievances with kindness”. He liked this young and energetic young apprentice very much. He praised him many times: “A pure and pure heart, a clear and pure spirit will surely become a great person in the future!”

If there was no war, Ye Zhen might be able to continue practicing until he became a rare master or even a master.

But that massacre broke out. Ye Zhen's life in that era passed by fifteen years old, and then died under his childhood belief:

Complaint with grievances, repay kindness with virtue; use tooth for tooth, return blood for blood.

He will never be able to advocate "tolerance and understanding" like people of this era. What he wants to do most is to vent his resentment and anger ten times, no matter whether the other party is a descendant of a mountain family or an ordinary Japanese who acts unrestrainedly.

Even with Xuan Lin pulling him tightly behind him, he could not avoid going to the abyss.
Chapter completed!