Happy-Yang Xiaowen

Yang Xiao and his wife were walking hand in hand on the road, and Xiao Wu was eating the little sugar figurine sweetly.What is "meeting on a narrow road" refers to Zhang Wuji and his wife who are coming towards us now.

"Yang Zuoshi..." Zhang Wuji called him.

"lady."

"Run." Xiao Wu pulled Yang Xiao back and ran away.

"What are you running for?" Zhang Wuji and Zhang Wuji followed closely behind.

"Then what are you chasing after!"

Zhang Wuji flew down in front of them, blocking their way.

"Yang Zuoshi, Mingjiao needs you."

"Fuck, Mingjiao still needs you, why did you run away by yourself?" Xiao Wu didn't listen to them.

"I'm not someone who does big things, Yang Zuoshi..."

Yang Xiao raised his hand to stop his words, "You are not the leader now, and I am no longer the left envoy of the light."

"So?" Zhang Wuji was puzzled.

"So why should I listen to you, run quickly." After speaking, he picked up Xiao Wu and flew away.

Zhang Wuji watched the two run away, Zhao Min pulled his ear, "They ran away."

"I see." He touched his aching ears.

"I don't believe it anymore, I can definitely catch them." Zhao Min's eyes glowed.

Half a year later, they found Yang Xiao and his wife in the bamboo house.

In order to impress them this time, Zhao Min recruited Fan Yao, the acting leader.

"Yang Zuoshi, Mingjiao needs you." Fan Yao's head hurts, Mingjiao's academic affairs are heavy, and now he has to admire Yang Xiao for being so orderly.

"My wife is pregnant, and I want to take care of her." Yang Xiao tenderly looked at Xiao Wu, who had a bulging belly in the small courtyard.

Yang Xiao thought you were cruel, Fan Yao gritted his teeth, "Okay, then I'll come back after giving birth."

months later

"Can Zuo Envoy Yang come back?"

"I want to take the baby, I can't go away."

"You..." Fan Yao was about to vomit blood.

"Brother Fan, you are wasting time with me, why not persuade Wuji to go back."

"I think so too, but how smart Zhao Min is, I can't do anything to coax Wuji."

"You are stupid."

"Yes, yes, I am stupid."

"Just admit it."

"Then Yang Zuoshi, what tricks do you have to teach me?"

"No." Yang Xiao hugged the child with a look on his face, and made a gesture to Fan Yao to see off the guests.

Returning to the Bright Summit dejectedly, Fan Yao felt that he was not far from being bald.

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Write a little theater later haha