The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

"Mother, why is your face so red?"

Little Bell spoke in amazement, as if discovering a new continent.

When she said this, Yan Wei's face turned even redder.

"Kids, what do you know?"

Between his wife and daughter, Lu Bu decisively chose to rescue his wife, and then skillfully changed the subject: "Speaking of which, didn't you go to that ancient tree when you were young?"

"When? Why can't I remember?"

Little Lingdang blinked her big watery eyes, thinking and thinking in her mind, but she still didn't have the slightest impression.

Lu Bu smiled and said, "It's normal that you don't remember. At that time, you were only over a year old, and Zhuan'er and Xiao'er were not born yet!"

"I don't care, I just want to see it!"

In today's world, probably only Little Lingdang dared to talk to Lu Bu like this.

So, after the family had lunch in the market place, they took a rest and went out of the city to the south.

The afternoon sun was a little hotter.

Lu Bu held up the umbrella he bought at the market just now to shade his wife from the sun.Yan Wei didn't say anything, but anyone who wasn't blind could see the smile on the corner of her mouth.

The three siblings were chasing in front, sweating from running, while Lu Bu and his wife watched from afar with warm smiles on their faces.

The so-called happiness in the world is probably like this.

The three siblings ran a long way ahead, and stopped in front of a huge rock with a height of more than ten feet and a strange shape.

Compared to the way here, there are many young men and women here, and most of them seem to be couples who are out on a date.

The stones are engraved with numerous names.

Little Bell was puzzled, and a kind young man next to him explained to him: "This is the famous marriage stone in our Shangdang, called 'Three Lives'. It is said that as long as you write your name and the name of the person you like on it , the two of you will be able to raise the case together and grow old hand in hand. Girl, if you have a sweetheart, you might as well give it a try. "

Little Lingdang understood, but she didn't have a man she liked, so there was no need to carve his name on the Three Lives Stone.

"Sister, look here!"

Suddenly, Lu Xiao called out to his sister as if he had discovered a new treasure.

Little Bell ran over and looked along the position of Lu Xiao's finger, only to see the two names of Lu Bu and Yan Wei engraved on the stone. The passage of time did not fade the handwriting, but became clearer.

After a while, Lu Bu and Yan Wei also arrived here.

The three children looked at their father with smirks and winked.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Yan Wei didn't know why.

"We found the names of my father and mother on the Sansheng Stone, so my brother and I made a bet on who wrote the name. Whoever loses will have to carry on and move on behind his back."

Little Bell was elated, she said it was written by her father, while her younger brother said it was written by her mother.

The dispute between the siblings could not be concluded, so they waited for the two parties to reveal the answer in person.

Yan Wei froze for a moment, she didn't even know there was such a thing, let alone write it.

She glanced sideways at her husband.I remember that she asked her husband if he wanted to try it, but Lu Bu, who was not married at that time, said, no, I never believed it.

Sensing the stares from his wife and children, Lu Bu blushed, and quickly coughed twice, trying to maintain the majesty of the patriarch and father as much as possible. He took the first step, and said with a guilty conscience: "Anyway, I didn't write it."

Lv Bu didn't admit it, Little Lingdang was very surprised, she asked her mother: "Could it be that this is really written by mother?"

Having shared the same bed for many years, how could Yan Wei not know what her husband was thinking? She didn't reveal it, and nodded with a smile, as an admission.

"Mother, your handwriting used to be so ugly!" Little Bell was a little frustrated, because she was confident that she would win the bet, but in the end she lost.

Yan Wei squatted down, and under the guidance of the little bell, she found the two crooked handwriting, she couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering: "It's really ugly."

Even if it was Lu Bu who had a thick skin that had been cultivated in court, he couldn't help but feel his face burn when he heard his wife's jokes at this moment.

Afterwards, the family arrived at the ancient longevity tree within a short time.

"Wow!"

Looking at the towering ancient trees covering the sky and the sun in front of her, Little Bell raised her head and let out exclamations.

The trunk of the huge old tree exceeds three feet, with countless branches spreading out, the green leaves are lush and cool.The branches of the ancient trees are covered with red wishing sticks, dancing in the wind.

Lu Bu told his children that this tree was planted by Emperor Yan Shennong who passed through this place thousands of years ago, and it has a history of thousands of years.People write their wishes on the wishing sticks and hang them on high branches in order to convey them to the ears of the gods.

So, little Lingdang hurriedly bought a lot of wishing slips and distributed them to his father, mother and younger brother, each of whom distributed five or six.

After the family wrote their wishes on the stone table, Lu Bu threw them to the tallest branch of the ancient tree.

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and it is time to go home.

On the way home, Little Bell asked curiously, "Brother, what did you write?"

"I want to surpass my father!"

Without even thinking about it, Lu Xiao said it directly, with a serious face.

"I want to work harder."

Lu Zhuan also expressed his wish.

"Sister, what about you?" The brothers were particularly curious.

"Hee hee hee, I won't tell you, it won't work if you express your wish."

Little Bell's eyes were full of cunning, and then he ran away.

"Sister, you lied to us again!"

The two brothers spoke in unison and immediately chased forward.

Looking at the three children full of vitality, Lu Bu showed a gratified smile on his face, and at the same time took the opportunity to hold his wife's hand.

In public, Yan Wei seemed a little embarrassed, struggling slightly, trying to pull out her little hand, but her husband held it tighter.

The afterglow of the setting sun elongated the figures of the family of five.

Along the way, there was laughter and laughter.

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