[Comprehensive Martial Arts+Red Mansion] National Master Wushuang

"Hey, who the hell is in this latrine?" The family servant stood outside the latrine and said anxiously. Judging from his posture, it is not difficult to guess his eagerness at this time.

"Here is my grandfather. He has been in for a while. If you are in a hurry, you might as well go to the next door to borrow." Zhen Yu walked over, holding his nose, and looked at the closed toilet with deep eyes.

The servant responded gratefully, and ran out quickly.

"Grandfather, how are you doing inside?" Because he was covering his nose, Zhen Po's voice changed a bit, Feng Su's face turned blue, his legs and feet were weak, and he has been having stomach troubles since this morning, and it is now the tenth time. I'm back.

"What's none of your business!" Feng Su couldn't help asking angrily.

A smile flashed across Zhen Yu's eyes, and he said, "In this case, I will leave first, grandfather, and I won't bother you."

Feng Su gritted his teeth and thought that this bastard really didn't fit him, otherwise he would be fine after coming to Zhen's house for so long, but this bastard would have diarrhea as soon as he came, so he had to sell the bastard quickly, otherwise he would be fine Isn't my old life about to die?

Thinking of this, Feng Su felt a cramping pain in his stomach, and the familiar urge to defecate hit him again, so he quickly squatted down again.

"Father, mother." Zhen Po walked into Mrs. Zhen's room. Mrs. Zhen was leaning on the couch and squinting halfway. When she heard Zhen Po's voice, she opened her beautiful eyes and waved to Zhen Po.

Zhen Yushun casually walked to her side and sat down, "Ji'er seems to be a lot taller recently, sir, you see, he was not as tall as my waist before, but now he is almost taller than me."

When Mrs. Zhen said this, Zhen Po almost laughed out loud. To be honest, Zhen Po's current height is only about 1 meter. Mrs. Zhen.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhen Shiyin's mouth, and he barely held back his smile before he said: "Ma'am is right, I think, these days, I have to ask the kitchen to prepare some chicken soup for Xiaoer to drink. He has to learn both literature and martial arts, exhausting his energy." It’s too big, I heard from those old people that children need to eat more during this period, and the children should also make up for it.”

Madam Zhen nodded solemnly, then turned her head and said to the servants beside her, "Jiao Xing, go to the kitchen and bring the freshly stewed chicken soup for Sang'er to drink."

Zhen Zhen hurriedly shook his head and refused, "Mother, I'm not hungry right now, you're eating alone for two, so you should drink this chicken soup."

Mrs. Zhen was delighted at Zhen Po's filial piety, but deliberately put on a straight face, and said, "Aren't you listening to my mother? I'm tired of drinking this chicken soup. If you are really filial, you can drink this for me." A cup of chicken soup."

Zhen Po was speechless for a while, but his usually flexible mind could not think of an excuse at this moment, Jiao Xing had already brought in the chicken soup.

Zhen Po looked at Zhen Shiyin asking for help in embarrassment, and Zhen Shiyin stroked his beard with a smile, and said, "Since your mother told you to drink it, you should just drink it."

Seeing what Zhen Shiyin said, Zhen Yu had no choice but to agree, thinking about turning around and waiting to find some good things to nourish Mrs. Zhen.

Zhen Po had just picked up the porcelain bowl, and before he could drink it, he was hit hard. The porcelain bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and the chicken soup splashed out. Fortunately, he was quick and didn't get burned by the chicken soup.

"It's a good thing, how can I let you, a little bastard, drink it?" Feng Su glared at Zhen Po angrily, looked at the porcelain bowl on the ground, and cursed again: "You can't even serve a bowl well, you This guy is really an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

As soon as he came in, he just scolded his head and covered his face without saying a word. Zhen Shiyin's face turned blue, and he stopped him and said: "Old Taishan's words are too ugly. He'er is my son. How about some chicken soup?"

"Oh, my good son-in-law, you are so kind in your heart. It is a great kindness for such a bastard to feed him. You may not be able to repay him in the future if you treat him so well!" Feng Su looked at Zhen Shiyin with hatred, as if seeing a poor man who was going farther and farther on the lost road. He wondered in his heart that this bastard was born in Zhen Shiyin's side room outside, otherwise why would he protect him so much? With this wild species.

"Father, you're talking too much. Zhe'er is our child, not a bastard. Please don't say such things again." Mrs. Zhen's eyes were red with anger. Although Zhe'er was not born to her, But she has long regarded her son as her own, and she is strong as a mother!He actually refuted boldly despite his fear of his father in the past.

Whenever Feng Su heard his daughter talking to him like this, he immediately blew his beard and stared angrily. If he hadn't considered that she was pregnant and couldn't stand it, he would have yelled at her.

At this time, Zhen Po hated Feng Su even more. In order to prevent Mrs. Zhen from getting pregnant, he pretended to smile nonchalantly and handed the chicken soup to Feng Su, "Grandpa, you are right, my little boy Blessings are thin, this cup of chicken soup should be good for you as an old man."

He had already added a few seasonings to the chicken soup indiscriminately, and he believed that it would definitely satisfy Feng Su's appetite.

Feng Su's face turned pale, and he took the chicken soup with a snort. The greed in his eyes was obvious, "This is decent, daughter, take good care of your baby. If you still have chicken soup in the future, you can't be cheap." He said I wanted to say wild species, but when I saw Zhen Shiyin's cold eyes, I quickly changed my words, "This outsider."

Mrs. Zhen was so angry that he almost didn't come up. After he left, tears fell down. Pregnant women should not cry, for fear that they will fall to the root of the disease in the future.

Zhen Po hurriedly comforted her, "Mother, don't cry, the chicken soup smells terrible, I feel uncomfortable when I smell it, it's better to give it to grandpa than to let me spoil it for nothing, if mother really loves me Just buy me some more pine nut candies later." Zhen Po acted coquettishly for a while, and was quite conscious of entertaining her relatives in colorful clothes, before she stopped Madam Zhen's tears.

Only then did Zhen Po feel relieved, and kept rubbing his face against Mrs. Zhen's arm, "Mother, please ask Daddy to buy me more pine nut candies."

Mrs. Zhen burst out laughing, and poked Zhen Po's face with her finger, "You, you just said a few days ago that you had a toothache, and swore that you would never eat it again, why do you want to eat it again now?"

Zhen Shiyin also cooperated to divert Madam Zhen's attention, and deliberately said with a straight face: "A gentleman can't chase after a word, and he must do what he says."

Zhen Yu rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Then I am not a gentleman for the time being, and I will be a gentleman in the future."

Zhen Shiyin and Mrs. Zhen were amused by his childish words, and the atmosphere returned to warmth and warmth.

Zhen Po is indeed not a gentleman, and he doesn't want to be a gentleman, so Ye Fengsu tossed and turned in bed all night, feeling hot all over, wishing to soak in cold water, and feeling cold all over, covering two brocade quilts I didn't feel warm, and I didn't close my eyes for a moment throughout the night, and I muttered in my heart that Zhen Yan really didn't fit him!