northernbook 270: The correct usage of Sun Tzu
270: The correct usage of Sun Tzu
Fu Yueci had been given so many ugly things since he was a child, and he always placed them neatly in his room.
Those that are somewhat presentable are put out in the open, and those that are really unsightly are resealed and put in the cabinet.
傅月辞的气消了大半，大哥的这个态度给他一种父爱降临的感觉，果然，揍他的人都是同一个类型的。
"You sent me to learn flower arrangement just because you thought it was ugly." Even though he calmed down, he still had to be tough.
Fu Fengzhao paused for two seconds, then looked him in the eyes and said truthfully: "It is indeed ugly."
Well, the anger that just subsided is rising again.
Fu Fengzhao seemed to have predicted his next move and stood in front of him in advance, "But he didn't say he didn't like it."
If he didn't like it, he could just take it out. Why did he keep it right in front of him to get in his way? He even reinserted it.
"I sent you to learn flower arrangement because your skill wastes the lavender in it. I feel bad for the lavender."
Feeling that he was in a bad mood, Fu Fengzhao explained patiently.
But after he explained, the angry people became even angrier.
"You feel bad for Lavender, but you don't feel bad for me! You are such a cold-hearted person, I hate you!"
"........."
Fu Fengzhao fell into deep thought, his brows slightly furrowed. He looked mature and calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
What should I do if my brother is angry? Waiting online, it’s very urgent.
In the end, he decided to explain everything to Fu Leci.
After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed him who was too cold when he sent the person over this afternoon.
"The class there is only three days long. You've already attended one day today. You only need to go twice more next Sunday and then it will be over."
After a pause, he lowered his eyes slightly and said patiently, "Your progress today is obvious. Can you hold on for two more days?"
Fu Yueci's mind moved slightly, and he had an illusion that he seemed to have seen this scene of his elder brother talking to him somewhere.
After thinking carefully for a long time, he finally figured it out.
Isn’t this the same tone and attitude his father used when he was coaxing Qingqing with sweet words at home?
After figuring it out, Fu Yueci's expression kept changing.
I give in. I'm someone's son again.
What is this innate holy body of sonship?
Seeing the expressions on this man's face changing, Fu Fengzhao's expression remained the same, and he continued to look at him patiently.
He has watched this man grow up since he was a child, so how could he not know how to coax him?
As expected, after he finished these two sentences, the other party's hand holding the vase loosened and his eyes became clearer.
But there is still a step to go down.
Fu Fengzhao looked at him, his pale lips moved, his face looked a little tired and pale, and outsiders would feel distressed when seeing him, let alone his own brother.
"Keep giving me the flowers, Xiaoyue. I can sleep well with them by my side."
This step is very good, at least Fu Yueci thinks it is very good, he can go down directly along this step.
It went down very smoothly, without any awkwardness or pressure at all.
So he looked "reluctant" and handed the flowers in his arms to Fu Fengzhao's arms.
"Then I'll give it to you." A little arrogant.
Fu Fengzhao took it, nodded, and said thank you lightly, "Thank you."
Now that the flowers have been coaxed over, he can also be coaxed into continuing the flower arrangement class.
Ten minutes later, Fu Yueci, who was coaxed into a daze, stood outside the room.
When the wind blew, he felt a little more awake.
Thinking about what he had just agreed to, his face was full of question marks.
No, what just happened?
How was he led to sell himself out word by word?
Fu Yueci didn't understand. From his grandfather to his third brother, everyone in his family was a cunning person, but why was he the only one who didn't have any cunning at all?
This is a sad story.
After he left, Fu Fengzhao placed the vase on the bedside, with the lavender facing the pillow.
He was not joking with Xiaoyue about this. With this flower beside him, he seemed to be able to fall asleep.
It’s amazing, more effective than medicine.
Because of this incident, Fu Yueci was unhappy for many days.
He didn't know where he bought a book, and now he goes into his room to read it every day after returning home. Mr. Fu saw it once. On the cover of the book were written a few big words: The Quick-Accomplishment Method of the Heart and Eye
The old man, who thought he had been heartbroken, was speechless with the words of comfort he had prepared.
This kid, what is he fiddling with again?
Although he didn't know what had happened to him, as a person who had experienced this, the old man decided to persuade his grandson after finding that he had reached a dead end.
He knocked on the door, walked in and sat next to Fu Yueci.
She first flipped through the book he was reading, and then comforted him with a look of regret.
"The things in the book are dead. No matter how much you read, you can't apply them in practice. It's better to just let nature take its course. Think about it, it's been more than ten years. Who in our family dislikes you?"
The growing environment and life experience have already determined a person's state of mind. Even if a book is the most exquisite, he or she will not be able to absorb much.
It is useless to teach others with a hundred words, but things can teach people once and for all. For a simple girl like Xiaoyue who has never experienced anything, she still needs to be taught by things.
Fu Yueci raised his head from the book and looked at him expressionlessly.
They spoke with equal sharpness, and neither grandfather nor grandson gave in to the other.
"What's wrong, Grandpa? Weren't you planning to take Qingqing out to play a few days ago? Why have you been hanging around at home these past few days? Don't you want to take your sister with you? Don't you want to?"
Mr. Fu, who didn't get the right to take the child out, said: "...Ah...me."
Xiaoyue, a mean-spirited grandson who wants to make others unhappy just because he is unhappy himself.
The old man stood up from his chair and left his room without saying a word, while secretly swearing in his heart that he would give him less New Year's money this year.
Give Xiaoyue’s share to Qingqing!
Let him take an empty card and touch it to get some New Year's spirit.
Mr. Fu, whose heartbreak was revealed, wandered aimlessly in the yard. He felt that he couldn't take Qingqing out to show off, and his life seemed to have lost its meaning.
Originally, he was very trusted by the little girl, so even if he was weakened, he would not be unable to take the child out to play.
But who could have thought that Xiao Xubai suddenly came back. As Qingqing's uncle, he was handsome and he had been away from home for a long time. The little girl would definitely like him when she saw him. She was enthusiastic and happy, so she stuck to him.
Then Mr. Fu’s invitation fell through.
He felt jealous and while strolling in the yard he happened to meet his other two grandsons who were tending flowers in the corridor.
The two people looked very harmonious, one standing by and talking, while the other was working hard to move things without saying a word.
They had just finished their work when the old man came over.
Fu Fengzhao glanced at him, said hello, and went to wash his hands. He came back after washing them.
As soon as the three of them sat down, the old man sighed deeply, "Ah!"
The other two looked at him in confusion, and Fu Xueji asked, "What happened to Grandpa?"
Glancing at his two grandsons, Mr. Fu felt a pang of resentment rekindled in his heart. He said in a sad tone, "Xiaobai next door is back, and your sister doesn't come to play with us again!"
Fu Xueji said "oh" and lowered his eyes, his appearance was clean and clear, but he gave people the feeling that he didn't take it too seriously.
"Uncle Xiaobai." His eyelashes fell and raised, his voice calm, with a hint of tenderness, "He is busy with work, and he won't be staying for many days."
In the entire Xiao family and the Fu family, few people can make Fu Xueji feel a sense of crisis, so it is normal that he does not take it to heart.
This is probably just the confidence of talented players.
Fu Xueji himself had no way to take Qingqing out to play, so he was not in a hurry, but the old man was anxious, he really wanted to take the child out to play!
I don’t know how many days Xiaobai will come back to stay. If he stays for too long, won’t he go crazy?
After thinking about it for a while and feeling that it wasn't possible, the old man struggled in his heart for a moment, but still took out his cell phone and asked someone to find some work for Xiao Xubai.
Mr. Fu, who has never competed fairly, continues to follow the same style from his youth until now.
After sending the message, he thought of another thing, "When will Xiaohua have a holiday?"
Ever since he knew that the little girl was obsessed with looks, he unlocked another way to use his grandson, which was to seduce her.
As long as he is good-looking and speaks nicely, she will definitely follow him.
Fortunately, all four of his grandsons meet this condition, so the old man wants to call all four back and use their faces to keep the pretty girl to play with him.
He is so smart, this is how a grandson should be used.