OBS Chapter 11 You should learn more from my Cui Cui
Chapter 11 You should learn more from my Cui Cui
Fang Shuwen released his grip, and Liu Mang's body collapsed limply to the ground.
This was his first murder.
But strangely,
His heartbeat was steady, his hands were steady, and his mind was very clear.
In his previous life, he had never even killed a chicken.
Now, two lives have been lost at his hands.
He did not have the disgust, fear, or other negative emotions described in the novels from his previous life.
On the contrary, it was quite calm.
He's different now.
The world is different now.
The old dynasty collapsed, and the new kingdom of Dayan was established.
The world was in turmoil, and warlords were fighting amongst themselves.
Within, evil spirits devour people; without, powerful nations lurk in the shadows.
A lackey and sycophant is willing to kill him for a possible opportunity to accompany him to school.
Another street thug was willing to kill someone for just a dozen or so silver dollars.
Human life is worthless in this world!
Fang Shuwen squatted down, patted Liu Mang's body, and pulled out a slightly worn wallet.
He weighed it in his hand, and a crisp sound of silver coins clinking together rang out.
Fang Shuwen didn't even look at it, and simply put it into his cloth bag.
Subsequently,
He dragged the two corpses to the nearby Qingshui River and, under the cover of night, pushed them into the river.
With two muffled splashes, the water churned a few times and then swallowed it up.
After doing all this, Fang Shuwen made sure there were no traces left in the alley before turning and leaving.
Instead of going straight home, he wandered through the alleys of the county town, taking seven or eight turns.
They started walking towards the Zhao residence, but slowed down when they could see the shadow of the old locust tree behind the Zhao residence in the distance.
As soon as he turned into the alley, Fang Shuwen caught a glimpse of two figures standing at the corner of the alley not far ahead.
One of them was slender and thin, with a long braid. Just by looking at her from behind, you could tell that she was Wang Ma's daughter, Cuicui.
A young man in a short jacket stood opposite Cui Cui, and the two were very close to each other.
It's unclear what they said, but the young man reached out and put his arm around Cui Cui's waist, and the two kissed.
"This is the good student that Wang Ma was talking about!"
Fang Shuwen remained calm, but paused slightly in his steps.
They hugged the wall and went around into another side path, pretending not to see it.
Entering the Zhao residence through the back gate, one could smell the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.
Walking along the connecting corridor, I hadn't even reached my own house yet.
Fang Shuwen then heard Wang Ma's loud voice.
"Old Fang, you have no idea how hard my Cui Cui studies. She gets up before dawn every day to study and tutors her classmates at school in the evening."
"They not only provide tutoring and meals, but also give you a few extra coins as a tip for your hard work!"
"Tell me, what do you call this? That's real skill! A girl like you can earn her own money; who else can compare?"
Fang Shuwen shook his head slightly upon hearing this, but remained silent and continued walking forward.
Just then, Old Fang, who was dealing with Wang Ma with a blank expression, saw Fang Shuwen come in.
His cloudy eyes immediately lit up, and he pulled up the corners of his mouth to reveal a few missing teeth.
"Shuwen, you're back? Are you tired? Hungry?"
"good."
Fang Shuwen took off his cloth satchel and handed it to Old Fang.
At this moment, Wang Ma saw Fang Shuwen, her face crinkling into a chrysanthemum-like wrinkle, and asked in a clearly smug tone:
"Xiao Fang, school starts the day after tomorrow, how are your preparations going?"
"It's alright," Fang Shuwen replied.
Then, he walked past Wang Ma and returned to the house.
"Auntie, I still need to go find Hu Da to get food for Xiao Fang, I'm leaving now."
Old Fang turned and left, leaving Wang Ma alone in the courtyard.
"Tch~"
"Old Fang spoils Little Fang so much, he'll suffer later."
"My Cui Cui is the best. She knows how to be ambitious. Once she gets into the elite class, she'll definitely marry a rich young master and live a good life."
Wang Ma muttered to herself, the annoyance on her face from being interrupted while sharing about her sensible daughter dissipating, and she turned and left.
.......
Fang Shuwen returned to the room.
He took out a flask of wine and two roast chickens wrapped in oil paper and placed them on the table.
Old Fang's eyes nearly popped out. He looked at the roast chicken and then at the wine pot, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, but he didn't reach out.
"Shuwen, where did this come from?"
He looked up at Fang Shuwen and moved his lips slightly.
"Dad, this is for you, have some."
Fang Shuwen sat down opposite him, tore off a shiny chicken leg, and handed it to him.
Old Fang took the chicken leg, but didn't eat it.
He turned the chicken leg over and over twice to examine it, then carefully wrapped it back in the oil paper.
His cloudy eyes welled up with tears.
Just now, Xiao Fang called him "Dad," just like when Xiao Fang was a child.
When they first learned to walk, they babbled and called out "Dad" this and "Dad" that.
However, after Xiao Fang went to school, he gradually stopped calling him "Dad".
We just call him Lao Fang.
He knew that Xiao Fang was destined for great things.
Wearing a suit and having a pen in his pocket, he's aiming to become a cadre or a high-ranking official.
It's a good thing that Xiao Fang no longer calls himself "Dad," so as not to embarrass him.
And now.
Xiao Fang called him "Dad".
These are the wealthy families who, having learned Western culture, would call their father "Dad".
Today, Xiao Fang not only bought him roast chicken and wine, but also called him "Dad"!
"I've already eaten. You can keep this chicken for tomorrow."
Fang Shuwen shook her head as she looked at his reluctant expression.
He wasn't the original owner of this body who only knew how to leech off Lao Fang and looked down on him.
However, he also knew what kind of person Lao Fang was.
He immediately straightened his face and said in a somewhat cold voice:
"Dad, here, have some. Just eat it, or I'll throw it away."
Sure enough, Lao Fang immediately picked up the chicken leg.
They happily began to eat.
After finishing his meal, Lao Fang spat the half chicken leg bone onto the table, then picked up the wine pot, unscrewed the lid, and took a sniff.
But he couldn't bear to drink it, so he twisted it back and put it on the corner of the table.
"Shuwen," Old Fang said, wiping his mouth with his sleeve, his voice a little dry.
"Your Aunt Wang just came over and said that Cui Cui did really well in her revision this time, she'll definitely get into the elite class. Why don't you skip your stall these next couple of days and spend more time studying..."
Old Fang's voice grew softer and softer towards the end.
He wasn't unaware that Xiao Fang's grades had always been poor; he just didn't want to believe it.
Thinking to myself, Xiao Fang is so smart; he learned to speak before other children from a young age.
I'll definitely work hard this time, there won't be any problems.
"Don't worry, there won't be any problem."
Fang Shuwen responded, picked up his cloth satchel, pulled back the curtain, and went inside.
Seeing this, Lao Fang stopped talking, quietly tidied up the table, and hid the wine pot and chicken in the cupboard.
Then he went out to find Hu Da, not staying in the house so as not to disturb Xiao Fang's studies.
After Lao Fang left,
Fang Shuwen took the money bag out of the cloth bag and emptied its contents.
"Twelve dollars and seventy cents, this guy is really rich."
After counting the money, Fang Shuwen discovered that there was a copper piece among it.
This copper plate is slightly larger than a regular copper coin and is quite heavy.
The front of the copper plate is engraved with several lines of crooked characters, the strokes rough and full of a wild and untamed atmosphere.
It was neither the standard script commonly used in the new Great Yan Kingdom, nor the seal script or clerical script commonly used in the previous dynasty; it resembled an incantation.
He turned the bronze plate over; on the back was cast a vertical pupil.
The pupil was a thin slit, like a snake's eye.
Fang Shuwen frowned.
He stared intently at the vertical pupil.
The next moment, in the dim yellow light, the vertical pupil seemed to blink!
Then,
A wave of dizziness suddenly washed over me.