463 The decision of the Zhang brothers and sisters (Part 1)

Zhang Ling and Zhang Ruheng were sitting on a chair, tapping their fingers lightly on the table, looking a little impatient.

This room is not big, it is a standard room in a small hotel. Although it can be seen from the luggage in the room and a few pieces of clothes randomly thrown outside, it should be a room where a woman lives, but anyone who has just

Everyone who comes in will definitely be shocked...

It was so messy. I saw that the room was piled with all kinds of novelty goods, tables and cabinets... Even the floor under the bed was full of all kinds of gadgets bought from Qionghai Market, which made Zhang Ling

There is no way to stand up and move around - indeed, if a girl from the countryside of Shaanxi is allowed to freely visit the Qionghai Market every day, and given enough pocket money, this will inevitably be the outcome.

——Yes, this is the small hotel where Zhang Ling placed his sister. Zhang Ruheng did not own any property on Hainan Island, and the military camp where he lived did not allow outsiders to enter, so he had to arrange for his sister to live in the hotel. But Zhang Xiaomei was right

This is very satisfying - because no one can control her anymore

This little girl was a well-known naughty girl at home. Zhang Ruheng hadn't seen her in a few years. He always thought that after a girl's eighteenth birthday, she would be more gentle and virtuous. He didn't expect that girls would become quieter when they grow up. This girl

But it is developing in the opposite direction. She has only been in Hainan Island for a few months, and she has already gotten into trouble three or four times - including one last time she went back to spy on Qiong Haijun's training. This was just to let her brother know that she needed Zhang.

There are countless people who just went to wipe their butts and settle the funeral affairs, who were secretly kept secret, or who were too lazy to care about...

I think Zhang Ling has been staying in Qiongzhou Prefecture for three or four years. When mentioning Zhang Qianhu in the streets, everyone would raise their thumbs up and say "good guy", which can be regarded as a somewhat respectable person. But since his sister came over, the three of them have

He causes trouble every now and then, and in the end Zhang Ling often has to put in a good word to settle things, and sometimes he has to bow his head and apologize, which makes him feel a little unable to hold his head up even when he is patrolling the streets.

Zhang Ling began to wonder if the family was planning to marry her off because they couldn't stand the little devil's troubles - otherwise, with their doting on the youngest daughter, their parents would never have allowed her to run away quietly for so long.

Time has not yet responded. Even though the girl has fled all the way to Hainan, it has been more than a month, and it is time for the family to send letters of inquiry and even search personnel.

Hey, do her parents really expect that they, as the eldest brother, can control her, just like they did when they were children?

Thinking of the trouble, Zhang Ruheng hit his head with a headache. At this time, he heard a "squeak" from the door, and someone walked in.

Zhang Ling no longer thought about it, secretly moved his butt off the seat, squatted on his crotch to refresh himself... Sure enough, the next moment, he heard a shout of "Hey!", and a jujube stick rushed from the door.

The stab comes out, straight to the front door. The move is simple and powerful, an authentic battlefield killing method. If it is stabbed hard, it does not look like it is just a hardwood stick, it can still pierce the skull.

However, Zhang Ling was already prepared. He raised his arm, put the wooden stick aside, and flew up with his feet to kick the opponent's lower abdomen. But just as he lifted his feet, he saw the opponent on the opposite side stretched out a small hand and shook it.

:

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Zhang Ling was stunned, with one foot hanging in the air. On the opposite side, Zhang Xiaomei quickly moved a group of clay figurines on the ground away from where he was about to land, avoiding the fate of being trampled. Just then he raised the wooden stick again:

"Okay, keep going"

Zhang Ling snorted, put away his posture in a bored manner, and shook his head:

"How can we continue if our momentum is gone?"

——The two brothers and sisters are not ordinary people, and the way they meet is also different. Of course, they don’t have to fight every time they meet, but like now - a man suddenly appears in Zhang Xiaomei’s room, this shrewish girl must want to

According to her, if it had been her brother who had taken the shot, it would not have been injured anyway, but if it had been some other young person... he would have deserved to be beaten to death.

Zhang Ling was troubled by her hot temper. He told his sister many times that this was not Shaanxi, let alone Baoji County, where the Zhang family had the final say. If anyone was killed or injured here, even if they were his own servants and slaves,

The short-haired law enforcement team will also come to the door. And it will be handled strictly according to the laws, without any possibility of favoritism - because they will immediately announce the matter on the notice board in front of the government office, letting all the people know that if the government wants to do anything again at this time

It's impossible to keep it private.

Zhang Xiaomei was surprised when she heard this and asked why the government still announced it? But Zhang Ling told her a little depressed: There are two yamen responsible for law enforcement and announcement, and they are not under each other. If it is not handled well, then

It is the responsibility of the former, and if it is not made public, it is the latter's dereliction of duty - unless your relationship is very strong, it is impossible for others to let themselves be accused of dereliction of duty in order to protect you.

But even though he said it clearly, Zhang Xiaomei still couldn't change her hands-on habit. She just claimed that her hands were absolutely measured and would not accidentally hurt others. Zhang Ling had no choice but to occasionally practice a few moves with the girl like this.

.After all, it’s not reassuring for a girl to have no time to defend herself.

…………

After stopping, Zhang Xiaomei ran to her brother like any girl who loves to act coquettishly, hugged his arm and chattered, and began to report to her brother one by one all the delicious and fun things she had enjoyed in the past few days.

Zhang Ling also listened patiently one by one, with a smile gradually appearing on his face - this was when his sister was the cutest and most innocent, and it was precisely because of this moment of intimacy that Zhang Ruheng was able to endure all kinds of weird nonsense of his little sister.

, trying his best to clean up the mess for her.

Zhang Xiaomei is now sixteen years old and has reached the age of marriage. According to those scholars, in fact, she should have paid attention to the so-called "male and female defense" a long time ago. Even her biological brother should not be too close. However, the old Zhang family is a martial artist.

Born, he never cared about this, and Zhang Ling even scorned it - the relationship between his own brothers and sisters is so bad that it interferes with ethics.

He didn't care about this when he was at home in the past, let alone the past few years in Hainan Island. Under the influence of short hair's thoughts, he subconsciously looked down on Confucian scholars - even though he was raised as a family heir when he was a child.

I really tried my best to read Confucian books for a while, but at that time I felt a headache whenever I read the books, and I would rather go to the yard to practice martial arts and sweat profusely.

Later, when I came to Hainan, I occasionally borrowed a few books from Short Hair to read when I was bored, but the more I read, the more addicted I became - I am also a scholar, why do I often feel that after reading a book given by Short Hair, I feel like I am in front of my eyes?

Suddenly enlightened, you can at least know some methods or principles to solve practical problems; but the more you read the books of Confucian scholars, the more confused you become, and you often don’t know what you are talking about after reading them for a long time? Those old Confucians still say "read the book a hundred times"

, its meaning manifests itself" - nonsense, judging from the experience of the past few years, those Confucian scholars themselves are just a bunch of losers who only know how to talk.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Ling adopted a supportive attitude towards his sister's escape from marriage - the young man she was engaged to was also from a family of warriors, but he wanted to change his family and join the ranks of literati. He kept reading books and talking all day long.

The same is true of Zou Zou's dropping of his book bag - Zhang Ling himself was like this back then. He always felt that those who spoke without a hint of "Hu" were not elegant enough. However, after living here for a month or two in Short Hair, he got rid of this problem, and now he wants to

I think I was such an idiot at that time...

However, the young man who was too obsessed with the obsession would probably never change in his life. One of the reasons why Zhang Ling had a very bad impression of him was that the young man once saw the brother and sister standing together and talking intimately, and he actually muttered something.

It was against etiquette and so on. He even openly said in public that he would never want such a woman... which made Zhang Ruheng want to beat him on the spot. However, he was worried that he was engaged to his sister and was afraid that his sister would not be a good person when she got married in the future, so he forced himself to endure it.

——I was really innocent at that time, and I didn’t even think that I could break off the engagement... If I were on the short-haired side, I’m afraid I would have been slapped with a big ear-scratcher.

While listening to his sister's nagging with a smile, Zhang Ruheng's mind turned elsewhere. However, while he was aggrieved, he forgot a little thing - the first few short-haired books he borrowed were not reference books, but novels.

, the lender’s name is Zhang Yu...

"...It's so delicious. So, I decided to eat Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles and Steam Pot Chicken again tomorrow. They say they are Yunnan specialities, but several Yunnanese I met in the big market said that they are Yunnan specialties.

I have never heard of this kind of food in my hometown, it’s really strange... Hey, brother, are you listening to me?"

Zhang Xiaomei found that her elder brother was distracted, and she was very unhappy and pinched his arm hard - this was something she had only learned after coming to Hainan. It is hidden and fierce, suitable for those dark-hearted women who are ladies on the surface but tough on the inside.

That simple girl from Shaanxi doesn't know how to do this.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Ling was angry. These "new things" his sister said were actually not novel to him. What he cared about was just the warm feeling when the little sister held his arms like this and chattered... As for the content, it was different from the short story.

After Mao stayed for a long time, what else in the world could surprise him?

"I'm just reminding my brother that he should be polite. According to the saying here: when a lady speaks, a man should look into her eyes to show that he is listening carefully..."

"Have you come into contact with shorthairs again?"

As soon as Zhang Ling heard this, he knew where this fallacy came from. Zhang Xiaomei laughed:

"But it makes sense."

Zhang Ling shook his head helplessly. Shorthair's remarks always make sense, especially when they hold sophisticated fire guns in their hands...

-
Chapter completed!