The big bandit in the Red Mansion robbed Lin Daiyu at the beginning

"You maggot-hearted evil creature, you're still thinking about those irrelevant things?"

Wang Tefa didn't care about Wang Dacai's anger at all, and walked straight to the small table beside him.

He picked up an apple and took a bite, then sat down on a chair, crossed his legs, and said leisurely,

"Dad, I don't agree with what you said! I am now an official member of the Qingfeng Village Wulong Hall, and you are just a peripheral member."

"And just imagine, that's a Type 38 rifle! One shot can take the enemy's head from 800 miles away!"

As he spoke, a look of longing appeared in Wang Tefa's eyes.

"Wow! How awesome would it be if I could have my own Type 38 rifle?!"

Wang Dacai's eyes twitched when he heard this. What the hell is eight hundred miles away? It just doesn't make sense!

Seeing that this bastard was still so troublesome, he looked around and picked up a feather duster.

He swung it straight towards Wang Tefa.

"Eight hundred miles?"

"I told you to go eight hundred miles! I'll beat you to death!"

Wang Tefa was hit by Wang Dacai's feather duster and jumped up and down.

“Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!”

"Dad! Let's talk it over nicely, let's talk it over nicely!"

"Why are you hitting me? If you keep doing this, I'll complain to my brother-in-law, saying you're innocently assaulting a formal member of Qingfeng Village."

"You, bastard! I'm going to beat you to death!"

After hearing this, Wang Dacai gritted his teeth and beat the chicken with the feather duster even harder.

Although Wang Tefa is fat, after two months of training in Qingfeng Village, he has become a flexible fat man.

Previously, Wang Dacai caught him off guard and got beaten. Now, facing Wang Dacai's fatherly love,

Relying on his agility, he moved around in the study and didn't get hit by Wang Dacai again.

Finally, Wang Dacai himself was exhausted. He was so angry that he leaned on the table and cursed with a red face.

"Evil beast! Evil creature! How dare you hide?"

"You...you come here! I'm going to beat you to death!"

Wang Tefa rubbed the part of his arm where he had been hit.

"No, if I go over there you'll definitely hit me again. I'm not stupid!"

Then he said aggrievedly.

"Besides, you're about to hit me, and you won't let me hide?"

"You! Humph!"

Wang Dacai snorted angrily, then looked at the feather duster in his hand, threw it aside, and said to Wang Tefa,

"Close the door and come here so I can tell you something!"

As he said this, he stood up, held on to the wall, and walked towards the desk in the study.

After taking a look at Wang Dacai, he was sure that his old father really didn't have the strength to beat him anymore.

Wang Tefa then said "Oh", turned around, closed the door, and then walked in front of Wang Dacai.

"Dad, what do you want to say? Why are you so mysterious?"

Seeing his son's reckless temper, Wang Dacai wanted to scold him.

But when he thought that he only had this one son, and that this kid had been trained in Qingfeng Village, he could no longer beat him.

The Wang family will still rely on this kid to support them in the future, so he finally forced himself to endure it.

He looked at Wang Te with a serious expression and asked,

"Fa'er, Dad is asking you, do you really want to be a general charging into battle in Qingfeng Village?"

Wang Tefa looked at his father in confusion.

"Why not?"

"Everyone in Qingfeng Village treated me very well, and the training was also very good. Didn't you just not hit me?"

"And the brothers inside are all nice and speak well."

At the end, he added another sentence.

"Of course, the nutritious meals provided for training on the mountain are also very good. I heard from my sister that they are even better than the meals my brother-in-law, the Peak Master, usually eats!"

Wang Dacai nodded with emotion and said,

"The Peak Master values ​​the members of Qingfeng Village so highly and is so strict with himself. With such a style, it's no wonder that Qingfeng Village has been able to develop to its current level!"

A powerful ruler who commands an army of over one hundred thousand and occupies a state, his daily meals are almost the same as those of ordinary people, except that they taste better.