[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

In the valley for several years, chickens and dogs jumped like a day, the roar of adults and the cry of children for help came and went, and the frightened birds outside were circling in the sky, daring not to land for a long time.

It’s really not a good idea to build nests outside the valley. I’m too scared to settle down for three days. From time to time, neighbors are beaten down to make dishes. But if these birds are smarter, they won’t build nests on this island. .

Shen Lang felt irritable every day. Before the little apprentice could run and jump, he thought the most difficult time was when Wang Lianhua made troubles. It wasn't until the little ancestor was able to make troubles that he realized that he was still the same as before. too naive.

The hardest part was when Wang Lianhua was making troubles, the most difficult part was obviously when the two living ancestors made troubles together.

He also watched this child grow up, and he clearly taught him very carefully, but the little guy did get close to him, and he made troubles for him. Could it be that Wang Lianhua is so frightening that she can be infected as long as she is around him? the point?

No, while the apprentice is still young, he must get his temper back.

Shen Daxia clenched his fists tightly. With his martial arts, no matter how fast the kid running in front could catch him, not to mention the brat who was too young to learn martial arts and didn't even know light work. Flutter couldn't run fast either.

Zhao Mingyu shouted while running with his eyes closed, and suddenly realized that his feet were off the ground as he ran. He opened his eyes carefully and looked at the grinning master, and in the blink of an eye, water vapor filled up, "Master~~~"

"It's useless to cry. Your second master has gone to clean up the room on the boat. Even if you shout out loud, you don't even think that someone will come to save you." Shen Lang mentioned the little apprentice who was worried, and refused to look at him with a heart of stone. Just about to go back to the study to watch him write big characters in person, but when he turned his head, he saw Wang Lianhua who was looking at them with arms folded.

Prince Wang stood in front of the wooden house with a smile, looked at Hero Shen whose hair was about to explode, and asked softly, "What did you just say?"

Seeing the backer coming, the child quickly began to fake cry at the top of his throat.

"Second master, master master, he doesn't count what he says, wow, wow, wow~~~"

"I agreed to take me out tomorrow after writing the big characters, but after I finished writing, he insisted that my writing was wrong and beat me up~~~"

"I can't live through this day, whoah, whoah, whoah~"

The cry of the child like a jade baby was almost hoarse, and he was so pitiful and aggrieved. If Shen Lang didn't know that he hadn't had time to do anything, he would have thought that he had already beaten the brat, "You Let me explain, I really didn't hit him."

Wang Lianhua did not speak, stretched out her hand to hold the crying child in her arms, then turned around and closed the door, leaving Daxia Shen squatting outside to pluck his hair.

God!

What crime did he do!

Why did you send these two living ancestors to torment him!

Shen Daxia looked up at the sky, and after questioning God once a day, he calmed down and went outside to hunt wild game. Although he is young, he is not picky about his food, but he cannot lack meat.

It's hard to make the children so big that other people's children must have their own children.

Wang Lianhua carried the poor crying child back to the study, put him on the specially made small chair, knocked on the table and said, "Okay, I have already left."

"Really?" The child who wowed his fingers exposed his eyes separately, jumped down from the chair and ran to the window, hey hey stomping toes, watching the yard without a picture, then he patted his chest and grew out. Take a breath.

Wang Lianhua leaned on the table, looking at the eccentric little guy with a smile in his eyes, "So, why did you provoke him?"

"Where is it, the master himself is unreasonable." The child wrinkled his nose, climbed up their master's long legs, hugged his neck and complained, "you can finish writing the big characters as agreed, two Master, you clearly heard it yesterday, but he refused to admit it today, which is really too much."

Wang Lianhua carefully supported the little guy's back. The soft little guy drank too much goat's milk, and his body still smelled of milk. Rubbing on his neck, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, his heart will soften. It's a mess.

This kid hasn't started learning martial arts yet, and he doesn't know what kind of talent he is. Leaving aside whether he can learn martial arts, his lively temperament is more than enough to inherit his miscellaneous learning.

If he had known that he would be able to pick up a child on the road, he would not have left "The Treasure of Lianhua" in Li Yuan, but it doesn't matter now, he can teach a genius as well as teaching it himself.

It doesn't matter how powerful this little guy is in martial arts, as long as he can master those miscellaneous things, no one will dare to underestimate him when he walks in the rivers and lakes in the future.

As for now, let's write in big characters obediently.

Wang Lianhua hugged the child in one hand, and flipped through the messy papers on the table with the other hand. When she saw the crooked words on it, she shook her head and showed an expression that she couldn't bear to look directly at, "My dear grass, since he doesn't admit it, you can just give the other one away." Write the name ten times, and after finishing writing, Second Master will take you to beat him."

"No, another name is so difficult to write." The little guy shook his head like a rattle, and he didn't want to write another thirty.

"However, your handwriting is too ugly. If it will always be like this in the future, Master will not be willing to take you out to play if it is embarrassing to take you out." Wang Lianhua put the precious apprentice back on the chair and cleaned the table , cut a new piece of rice paper, and then stood beside him grinding ink, "My boy, the island is only so big, if the masters don't want to take you out, you can only stay here forever."

The child opened his eyes wide, watching their master say terrible things in a serious manner, and the horrible scene of him staying alone on the island and the two masters going out together in a cool and unrestrained way appeared in his mind. I was about to cry, "You are too much, can't I write?"

After the little guy finished speaking, he pursed his lips and stopped talking, his pink and tender little face bulged slightly, looking aggrieved and sad, his teary little appearance was cute and painful.

Wang Lianhua put the ground ink beside her, and watched the child sob and pick up the pen. The characters written were not only limp and weak, but also lacked arms and legs. He knew that the word Wei Rui was not easy to write. , but you can't even write your own name.

His requirements are not high, he doesn't need to open with a dignified and majestic momentum, and he doesn't need to be overwhelmed by Jin Shu and his spirit, as long as he writes the words correctly and correctly, it's really worrying to be wronged after a few words of scaring.

This squeamishness must have come from Shen Lang's habit.

The second master, who was worried about the hard work, sighed, walked around behind the little guy, held his chubby little hand, and taught him how to write stroke by stroke.

Shen Daxia came back with two pheasants, quietly walked around the window, saw Wang Lianhua teaching his precious apprentice to write, and went to the nearby kitchen to make soup happily.

Hey, Wang Lianhua has to teach children this kind of thing. The stinky boy is mischievous in front of him, but he is very well-behaved by Wang Lianhua's side.

Zhao Mingyu felt that it was too difficult for him. Other children only needed to write one name for punishment. Because the two masters could not reach a unity, he had to write two names for punishment. Fortunately, they didn't know that he had a third name. Otherwise, this day is really impossible.

Fortunately, the master found out with his conscience, and specially stewed delicious chicken soup to make up for him. Otherwise, he would write "Shen Lang, the villain" on the paper in the future. The world-famous hero must be terrified of this kind of revenge .

The little ancestor didn't realize that he was becoming more and more naive. When he woke up after eating and drinking, he found himself on the boat and jumped up excitedly.

He was too young before, and the masters never took him to go shopping outside. This was the first time he left the island, so of course he was very excited.

Wang Lianhua came in with a water basin when she heard the noise, and brought back the child who was running around to wash up. Raising the child is good or bad. When the little guy is obedient, he is a caring little padded jacket. Fortunately, the little ancestor of their family didn't often be naughty, otherwise he might turn into an evil master who beats up children.

Zhao Mingyu obediently brushed his teeth with a willow branch, raised his face to let the gentle master wipe his face, changed into the clothes he was going to wear when going out, and then ran out of the cabin like a child.

the sea~

full of water~

Shen Lang stood on the deck, and couldn't stand up straight after hearing the voice of the little ancestor, "My dear boy, come to Master."

The sea is very windy, and their little ancestor is only so small, what if it is blown away?

The little baby ran around on the deck for a few laps, and when he lost his energy, he threw himself into the arms of their master, said "mua~" to that handsome face, and shouted, "Oh~~It's all water~ ~~"

"Like a little lunatic." Shen Daxia pushed the little guy's head to the other side in disgust, but the smile on his face never faded, "We're going to stay on the boat for a long time, boy, do you want to write a few more words?" Big character Zhang?"

"No." The little guy refused very simply, shaking his chubby little hand in front of him, "Look, there are red marks on your fingers, are you willing to let this hand suffer again?"

In fact, it was just yesterday that there were some red marks when he just finished writing. At night, Wang Lianhua pinched him for a long time while he was sleeping. With the almighty Wang Gongzi around, there would be no problem writing another three hundred sheets with this hand.

But the little ancestor is still wronged. He has never written so many words. Although the first thirty sheets are written randomly, it is no different from painting. Son, but it's a grievance.

He is just a child, why let him write so many words, they have already lived in seclusion on the island, is it difficult for him to be a little waste who knows nothing?

Well, it is indeed difficult.

Shen Lang didn't really want him to write big characters on the boat, but just wanted to see the little guy's aggrieved appearance. Their little ancestor was born with the skill of pretending to be pitiful, and he hadn't seen it much when he was really aggrieved.

He has always been wronged, the little ancestor will only torment him with Wang Lianhua, it is rare that this time Wang Lianhua is generally unwilling to let the little guy be lazy, the next time I see him crying, I don't know when it will be Hahahahahaha~

Zhao Mingyu looked at the master who was getting more and more happy, and angrily pinched his face and pulled him from side to side, "Bullying children, are you still a hero?"

Shen Daxia easily broke away from the little ancestor's chubby hand, and began to laugh unscrupulously, "Of course not a hero, master, I haven't been a hero for many years hahahahaha~"