Xiaoshan Yeyu Susili

My name is Yang Bukui, and my name is Wuji.

When I was ten years old, a very influential event happened in my life.

I have always lived with my mother.

Once, I asked my mother who my father was, but she just touched my head and sighed.

"Maybe your father... is gone, maybe the grass on the grave is taller than you now..."

Well, without a father, I still have a mother. My grandfather and uncle love me, and I barely count my cousin Yin Li.

Not long after my mother took me out of Mantuo Villa that day, we ran into Aunt Ji and Sister Buhui.

But the good times didn't last long, and Aunt Ji was slapped to death by her cruel master Miejue Shitai. Before she died, she asked us to send Bugui sister to Kunlun to sit Wangfeng to find her father.

Since Mother wanted to take Aunt Ji home, the task of sending Buhui's sister fell to me.

I took my sister who did not regret trekking through mountains and rivers, and finally saw the gate of Zuowangfeng open to us.

Excited, I pulled Bugui and was about to go in when I found two people had buried the gun, saying they were going to blow up Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao is my idol.

The first time I heard this name was from Mr. Storyteller. Everyone said that he was a big devil who kills without batting an eyelid, but I don’t think so.

I heard that he is the Bright Left Envoy of the Ming Sect, and my grandfather also came out of the Ming Sect and changed to the Tianying Sect.

I went home and asked my mother, what kind of person is Yang Xiao?

I saw a look of nostalgia flashing across my mother's face. She told me about Yang Xiao's deeds. The more I listened to it, the more I felt that he was really amazing!

From that day on, I decided that when I finished practicing martial arts in the future, I must have a sparring with him.

Unexpectedly, the wish came true so quickly, the owner of Zuowangfeng is Yang Xiao.

Dressed in white

The most is the moon between the bright and bright clouds, and the gentleman still loses three points.

The young master should only see the paintings, and I am alone in them; if you write to the end of the world, you must not be a man in the dust.

"Your name is Wuji?"

Just this one sentence made me completely lost my mind. It was the first time in my life that I saw an idol like this. It was really disappointing.

Secretly spurned himself in his heart, followed him back to Zuowangfeng in a daze like this

Because I had no regrets and could not let go of myself, I agreed to stay in Zuowang Peak for a few days.

Uncle Yang is really nice!

The more I got in touch with her, the more I liked her, and I even had the idea of ​​"It would be great if Uncle Yang could be my father".

So that night, I proposed to Uncle Yang to marry my mother as my stepfather, and Uncle Yang didn't directly refuse, so I thought it was a joke.

It turns out that sister Buhui's biological father is Fan Yao, the right envoy of the Guangming, and it is embarrassing to say it

Back then, Uncle Fan fell in love with Dai Qisi, the Zishan Dragon King of Mingjiao, but it was a pity that King Xiang had a dream and the goddess had no heart.Dai Qisi likes Mr. Yinye Han Qianye, and even betrayed Guangmingding for him.

Uncle Fan was hit hard. He thought he would never love again after being hurt once, but he never expected to meet a woman he never regrets for the rest of his life. That is Ji Xiaofu from the Emei School.

When we met at the inn for the first time, Aunt Ji attracted Uncle Fan's attention, and then we got in touch with each other again and again. Unfortunately, the two were not in the same household. After a spring breeze, Aunt Ji left Uncle Fan. Unexpectedly, she found out that she was pregnant soon , and then gave birth to no regrets.

Until Uncle Yang sent a letter, Uncle Fan, who had ruined his face and planned to go to the Ruyang Palace as an undercover agent, received his letter, learned of Aunt Ji's death, and left behind a daughter who didn't regret it, and hurried back to Zuowangfeng .

Seeing their father and daughter embracing each other, I can't help but think, what would it be like to have a father?

The moment I saw the sky, I knew my mother was coming.

I couldn't wait to drag Bugui to the foot of the mountain to pick up my mother, and I didn't feel complete until the moment I threw myself into her arms.

I found the atmosphere between Mother and Uncle Yang very strange, but for the sake of this stepfather, I still tried my best to create opportunities for them.

I didn't expect a rainstorm, and the opportunity came so quickly.

My mother fell ill, and Uncle Yang was very worried. This was the first time he had seen such an expression on his face since he had known him for so long.

I thought to myself, this father didn't run away.But never expected...

Uncle Yang's "temperament changed drastically" after he hit his head, and Mao Mao, whom he saw, took the opportunity to run out and say that it was boiled medicine.

After all, he is an old man, so he should be respected.

Silently cheering myself up, when I walked in again with a smile on my face, I saw Uncle Yang kiss my mother!

Although I want you to be my stepfather, you can't take the opportunity to eat my mother's tofu like this.

I accused him righteously, but he looked at me more and more dotingly. When I was thinking "this person is probably sick", he said something that made me freeze on the spot

He said, I am your father

it's your dad

your dad

爹

Then my mother woke up and hugged him, and then he really became my father.

From then on, they started their days of cultivating love and spreading dog food, destroying my eyes.

My father's name is Yang "Xiao", he is arrogant, and he also has a brother named Fan ""Yao", who spread rumors.

Once I couldn't help but ask

"Father, how did you make my mother fall in love with you? Could it be that my mother couldn't beat you so she was forced to stay by your side?"

Hearing the words, he crossed his legs and his expression was like that of two hundred and five.

"I, Yang Xiao, never use force, only tease."

I believe you a ghost, you bad old man is very bad.

The Bugui from Uncle Fan Yao's family has grown up, and after getting along with her for a long time, I was slow to react

I like her and want to marry her as my wife.

But how should I confess?

I went to ask my father for advice. On a beautiful afternoon, I led Buhui to a flower garden, cleared my throat, and then read affectionately

"If you can't wish for it, you toss and turn; it should be the only one. It used to be wine, but now it's you."

Then she threw herself into my arms without regret, and agreed to be my wife.

I didn't expect the bad old man to be reliable in such a matter.

My name is Yang Bukui, my father Yang Xiao took this name.It is not a loss for him to have a son like me.

My mother has always only picked up the name for me. It turns out that it is a big name waiting for my father to pick it up.

On the second day after I recognized my father, I looked at him with great anticipation. I was already imagining various names in my mind. I saw my father wave his hand

"It's better to call Yang."

I'm afraid you're not a fool, I looked at him contemptuously, and weakly withdrew my hand under my mother's disapproving gaze, and gave another suggestion

"Why don't you call Yang Yuanyuan?"

If it weren't for the fact that he was my father, the creaking chair I was pinching had already greeted his head.

Finally decided, my name is Yang Bukui.

To be honest, if possible, I still prefer my name to be my name.But my mother was happy when she heard it, so she went with her...