[Jian San] Zhuang Hua is happy to be a father

Ye Ying frowned, and said: "My son is devoted to swordsmanship, and has no intention of starting a family. My son is willing to become the supreme sharp edge, protect my family for a hundred years, and inherit the family's fireworks. Four younger brothers are enough."

Ye Mengqiu looked back at the two or three big cats and kittens of his own grandchildren, and immediately felt sad.The old man’s eyes sharpened, and he said in a deep voice: "If you don’t have a family, you can. You must have a child! Although your brother is from the same mother as you, his child is not yours. My Ye family has no heirs, and I can still let Hui’er Is it okay to pass it on to you?"

Ye Ying: "..." Where is the Ye family not having many children? !

But after thinking about it, there are only two children in this generation's family, Ling Lie and Qi Fei, which seems to be... a bit rare (=.=)

After reprimanding the eldest son, Ye Mengqiu looked among the disciples who greeted him, but he looked and looked, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for.Ye Mengqiu felt strange, so he had to ask his second son in doubt, "Where's the little guy who was tested yesterday?"

Ye Hui hurriedly said: "Uncle once promised to give him a pair of swords as a congratulatory gift when he can pass through the Sword Tomb, now it's time to go to the Sword Cottage."

Ye Mengqiu nodded in relief, and said: "He is indeed a good boy, and he is worthy of being the seed of my Ye family."

"..." Ye Hui & Ye Meng & Ye Fangzhi & all disciples of Tibetan Sword...

"..." Ye Ying...

Ye Yingfu's heart was full, and he suddenly understood why his father would clean up and beat him as soon as he came out...

This feeling is to vent his anger on his "grandson"...

However, this child is indeed not mine, why is it that no one believes it? !

Ye Ying's mood is a bit indescribable...

Ye Ying felt very hurt...

The trust we have been together for 40 years is not as good as a face→_→?What the hell is going on in this world?

Or, let it be like this...Anyway, no one believed it after a long time of pleading, everyone still sees it that way...Since the father wants a grandson, let him make a deal...Anyway, he has already made up his mind, right...

Forget it, let you go, love what you think.

——After struggling for a year, Master Ye finally gave up treatment.

Carrying the two swords "Hanxing" and "Shencheng" specially made for him by Ye Boqiu, Ye Xingtian was very happy in his heart, humming a little song, jumping up and down very happily, even looking at the surrounding scenery, Extraordinarily bright, I don't know what is waiting for me in the villa.

When Ye Xingtian returned to the villa, he went straight to the senior brothers to show off, but he never wanted to hear the news that the old master returned to the villa, and the senior brothers went to visit the old master, so Ye Xingtian had to go back to Canxue Pavilion regretfully.

——Although he is very curious about the legendary old owner, but no one has come to announce that he is a junior, it is really difficult to gain a sense of existence, especially, he is the fifth owner who has been very unpopular in recent years disciple.

——He has been in the master's school as the first disciple for more than half a year, but the old owner has never summoned him. Ye Xingtian feels that the old man's attitude towards him is very clear_(:_」∠)_.

At this time, it is better to keep a low profile and make a quiet background board yourself.

Although Ye Xingtian was a little depressed, but he still wanted to drive, and immediately bounced back to Can Xue Pavilion.

At the gate of Canxue Pavilion, he saw a disciple who hid a sword, and when he saw him stretch out his hand to stop him: "Master Xingtian, the owner of the villa is here to invite you."

Ye Xingtian's eyes lit up: "Who? Who do you think is looking for me?"

"Big Manor Master." The hidden sword disciple said: "Great Manor Master, please go to Xiaoying Garden to have a talk."

"Then, then, is the owner in a hurry? I'm not in a hurry to change my clothes!" Ye Xingtian was nervous and incoherent. He looked down and became more and more dissatisfied with his clothes: "I wore this and ran for a day, so I went like this It's not good to meet the big manor!"

"..." Hidden sword disciple...

I see you every day!

The hidden sword disciple said: "Please hurry up, the master has been waiting for a while."

"Yeah! Come out right now!" Ye Xingtian said happily, and quickly ran all the way to Canxue Pavilion: "Xuefei! Help me prepare clothes! I'm going to meet the big manor owner!"

Xuefei Xueluo came out to meet him when he heard his shout. Seeing that he was in a hurry, Xuefei went to prepare clothes by herself. Xueluo smiled softly: "Why are you so anxious, young master?"

Ye Xingtian said: "I'm going to see the big manor owner!"

Xueluo said: "Young master, don't you often see big villa owners?"

Ye Xingtian said sternly: "That's different - this is the first time the owner of the villa summoned me. Although I don't know the reason, I should take it seriously!"

Probably to avoid suspicion, Master Ye never took the initiative to talk to Ye Xingtian, let alone the so-called summons.No wonder Ye Xingtian was excited.

Dressed up from the beginning to the end, Ye Xingtian walked towards Xiao Yingyuan following the summoning disciple as energetic as a little golden phoenix.

Xiaoyingyuan is Ye Ying's daily living place, located above the West Lake, and Ye Xingtian has never been there.Standing at the gate of Xiaoying Garden at this time, I feel my heart is about to jump out.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath, subdued his excitement, and walked steadily towards Xiaoyingyuan step by step.

Ye Xingtian thought, it must be a big event for the big owner to summon him in Xiaoyingyuan.

At this time, the sun was setting, and there was no wind, no waves, and no waves on the West Lake. It was like a huge mirror, reflecting the sunset in the sky.

Ye Xingtian looked at the gorgeous and beautiful scenery, and his mood was bright and joyful, just like the beautiful sunset.

He walked across the curved bridge on the water and saw Ye Ying's tall and thin back. The golden figure instantly occupied his entire eyes and mind, making him feel dazed.

……Father……

Ye Xingtian looked up at the person he was thinking about, and didn't care about anything else.

"Disciple Ye Xingtian, pay homage to the master of the villa."

"You're here..." Ye Ying said indifferently, he raised his head slightly, stood by the railing and faced the vast lake, and asked, "Is it beautiful here?"

Ye Xingtian looked at the lake in his direction, and said softly: "It's beautiful. The sunset glow has burned half of the sky red, and the strangely shaped clouds are colorful and constantly changing their postures. The water surface is quiet and peaceful, like a carefully polished The mirror reflects the boundless beauty. As the autumn evening gets colder, smoke waves and mist rise from the water, and the turmoil obscures the sky, making it look like a fairyland."

As he spoke, he couldn't help feeling distressed and uncomfortable when he thought of the boundless beauty that the owner of the villa couldn't see.The voice was also getting smaller and smaller, and he didn't want to say any more.

Although he knew that the owner of the villa would never regret it if he closed his eyes and used his heart as a sword, but as a diehard Electra complex, he thought that he could not see all the colors in this world, but he still felt sorry for his "father".

The heart of a child is the most touching. Although the owner feels that Ye Xingtian's existence and persistence have caused him a lot of trouble and distress, he often feels helpless and displeased, but every time at this time, he feels a little relieved and touched, and his heart is soft, as if those The annoying and ubiquitous entanglement is much easier to accept and understand, and he even doesn't want the child to really stop and leave-in fact, he didn't entangle, he restrained himself more than anyone else.It's just that his existence itself is distressing, and it's not his fault.

Ye Ying couldn't help thinking this way.

Even without looking at it with eyes, Ye Ying could still imagine his expression at this moment—it must be calm and self-possessed.Like a well-bred teenager, calm and calm, calm and respectful.But under the calm and self-sufficient appearance, he must also be full of admiration and admiration, just like a child who wholeheartedly worships and loves his father.

It's so heart-warming, yet so distressing, heart-wrenching, and headache-inducing.

It has only been half a year since Ye Xingtian worshiped Tibetan Sword, but Ye Ying has already received countless doubts for him, and has taken the blame for unknown people.

No one knows the feeling of knowing that the other party is not their own child but can't explain how no one believes it, and being suspected and condemned by their own people.

Except Ye Ying herself.

Ye Ying didn't want to pay attention to these chores, but was dragged into that vortex and couldn't get out.

But he couldn't blame that child—that child never said that he was his father, and everything was someone else's guess, and had nothing to do with him. He did a good job and didn't make any mistakes.Even if Ye Ying suffers from him, if the other party doesn't mention it, she can't take the initiative to grab him for no reason and say that she has nothing to do with him, that she is not his father, he misunderstood.

So, they can only continue to take the blame.

... But today, Ye Ying changed her mind.

If you have been unable to refuse, it is better to accept.

He is a good boy, and he will definitely not marry a wife and have children, so it is better to accept him, the best of both worlds.

——Left and right, no matter how much he declares, everyone believes that this child has something to do with him, and he can't be cleared up for a long time.

Ye Ying was a little lost in thought, and after a while said lightly: "Have you found your father?"

Ye Xingtian was startled when he heard the words, and slowly lowered his head, "...I don't know."

"Maybe I found it, maybe I didn't. I lost my memory. Even if I found him, I wouldn't be able to recognize him. If I want to recognize my father and son, it probably depends on whether my father can recognize me. If he recognizes me, naturally Father and son are reunited, sharing family happiness. If he doesn't recognize me, he is naturally a stranger who has met and is a stranger at the end of the world."

"...But I will wait for him until the day he recognizes me."

Ye Ying paused, and said slowly: "Do you want Dad?"

Ye Xingtian raised his head suddenly, staring at Ye Ying's back with scorching eyes, his heart was beating fast, a guess that made his fingertips tremble with nervousness emerged in his heart, making him blush with excitement.

His uncontrollable breathing was messy, but he replied firmly and loudly, "I want to!"

I want my father, but, father, do you want me?

"...In that case," Ye Ying turned around, "Then how about I be your father?"

Ye Xingtian's hot heart was like pouring a basin of ice water on his head, it was extremely cold.

His expression froze on his face, and he said blankly: "You, you will be my father?"

Ye Ying nodded and said, "Would you like to recognize me as your father?"