The story of raising a baby in the Yellow Chicken Villa of Sword Three

"Little piggy, do you understand?" Ye Mengqiu stopped, standing still like a mountain.

The years did not leave too many marks on his face, and he still favored this guy like that.And the little piggy standing in front of him was a lot taller, but still Yuxue was cute.

The beautiful and exquisite little Zhengtai held a special light sword, and looked at her Yeye in a daze, completely incomprehensible.

"What's the matter, don't you understand yet?" Ye Mengqiu's patience is good, he squatted down and looked at him straightly, "That's right, do it again, how about it, yeah, practice it first, and then move one move at a time How about taking it apart for you to see?"

Xiaozheng looked at Yeye's smiling and gentle face, listened to Yeye's patient words, looked down at the sword in his hand, and nodded.

"Well, little piggy must see clearly."

Ye Mengqiu first slowed down and played the Four Seasons swordsmanship, and then the first move was to completely disassemble and subdivide every movement.

"Little piggy, can you learn it?" My little ancestor, can you seriously give you a face and learn to look good?Ye Mengqiu was crying in his heart.I've been studying this shit for a year, can I show you some face?

Little Zheng raised his head and frowned, but seeing Yeye's earnest eyes, he pursed his lower lip and swung his light sword...

This move is really messed up and I don't know what it means. It's so different that it can make the ancestors of the Ye family crawl out of the coffin in anger.

Ye Mengqiu resisted the urge to cover his face and burst into tears and stop watching, and patiently again, "Little piggy, do you not understand what Yeye said? Tell Yeye if you don't understand."

Xiao Zhengtai tilted her head, because Li Yeye cared for him very much on weekdays, and satisfied all kinds of requirements and things as much as possible. Xiao Zhengtai was not afraid of Ye Ye, and dared to say many things.

Although... a lot of times he silently vomited blood and hit the wall.

For example, at this time, the very cute and cute little Zhengtai raised her head, her eyes were dark, and her voice was as glutinous as a freshly pounded rice cake, "I don't know."

Hey, hey, adding the word "Yah" is so cute and cute. It directly increases the stupidity of the silly father by ten percentage points, making it even more hopeless.

"Then do you want to try again?"

Xiaozheng shook her head.

Ye Mengqiu took a deep breath, "Then, is Little Piggy going to practice calligraphy and read books? You can't do it all the time, why not take you out sometime?"

"Ok, ok, ok." The little brows that were originally frowning loosened when they heard it.

"Well, let's go back first, yeah, practice yourself..."

"I want to see..." Little Piggy raised his wet eyes, "I want to see."

"I want to see Yeye practice sword."

--After seeing you, you can't practice well... Ye Mengqiu is very sad.But he nodded at the child smashing.

Even if Daer smashes it like this...Look at him practicing swords, and then at the sky and the earth, and he is very lively and bubbling like a mountain spring to see the butterflies...

Ye Mengqiu still... didn't say a single serious word, while slowly increasing the proficiency of his moves, he kept staring at him. No matter how good this little piggy is, he is also a mischievous boy. The speed is very fast, sometimes in the blink of an eye, I will go to the side, and in the blink of an eye, I will stuff some grass and flowers into my mouth. .

Ye Mengqiu was exhausted physically and mentally.

But he never said that Er Zai should be good, after all... Er Zai is very smart, right?

At this time, he selectively forgot that Er Bao Zai could learn to swing a few times softly. Although the movements were not standard, he could roughly draw an outline.

Every child is a jade in the rough. Maybe Little Piggy is not good at learning swords, but he is more talented in other areas.Why did he force him to go further and further down the road he didn't like?

Moreover, Little Piggy hasn't learned a single move for so long. In the final analysis, there is something wrong with his teaching method.Otherwise, how could my son, who is so smart, so cute, so sensible and so obedient, not be able to learn it?Obviously he can read and read so fast, and obviously the words he writes now are all in style, which is many times better than when he was before time travel.

So, to sum it all up, it was all his fault.

Even if he was really stupid, it was the fault of his genes.

His wife is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he can chew out the meaning of nonsense and plagiarized good sentences. Hui Zhilan's heart always makes him feel that he has made a lot of money, so he should bear the blame himself.

If Er Zai is not smart, it is all his fault! ! ! !

He must introspect, must review...

After coaxing the son happily with the salted tofu flowers sprinkled with seaweed mustard, and then letting the little piggy go to study, Ye Mengqiu was also busy arranging his own affairs, arranging the affairs of the villa.

Now that there are three sons, does he feel that his property is still a little less, does he have to work harder to let the sons not worry about spending money?In other words, shouldn't the current weapons be improved to sharpen the big knife faster and brighter?And my wife has given birth to three babies now, does she need to take a good rest?

Originally, Ye Mengqiu wanted his wife to go to another village for recuperation for a few days, and by the way, let go of these trivial matters in the villa and be completely brisk, but Li Erniang refused desperately.She had to say that she was reluctant to leave him, why she was afraid that those trivial things that she would leave for a few days would disturb Lang Jun's major affairs.

What's the big deal with him?It's nothing more than practicing swords and making money to support the family...

What is more important than the wife's body?But his wife refused to go, and after he said a few more words, his wife burst into tears, and then he was completely lost.

All I can do is secretly tell the housekeeper not to disturb my wife with some things, and he can handle some things himself.I didn't dare to care too much, because I was afraid that my wife would find out that her eyes would turn red again, and she would cry.It was too late for him to go crazy.

When the matter at hand was basically completed, it was already dusk, and he went to have dinner with his wife and children.

No matter how busy or tired, the family cannot miss meals together.

"Lang Jun, how is Da Lang doing now?" Li Erniang was also very concerned about her son's studies, and she wholeheartedly hoped that the three buns would be as outstanding as Lang Jun.Even if the lord has said that he will not force the child, and that he hopes that the child can do what he likes to do in the future, but the hidden sword villa is so big and the lord's career is so outstanding, there should always be an excellent heir.

Mr. Lang is so tired and busy, sooner or later someone needs to share it.

She can't do much as a woman, she just hopes that a few blows can make her feel better.

Especially Little Piggy, as the eldest son and grandson, carries more hopes.

The same is true of Li Erniang, hoping that Daer Zai can be outstanding, hoping that one day Daer Zai can take over the burden of the husband, and hoping that one day, she and Lang Jun can be proud of their sons.

"Uh, not bad." Ye Mengqiu smiled, "Why is our child so poor?"

"Really? Dalang, what moves did you learn today? When will I show mother?"

Little Piggy shook his head, "I didn't learn well."

Li Erniang frowned slightly, and was about to say something, when Ye Mengqiu interjected, "Eat, eat, eat, why are you talking about these things while eating? Little Piggy has worked hard, he is so modest."

Little Piggy gave Yeye a big smile.

The author has something to say:

Cough cough, of course I dare to say it because I was pampered and loved since I was a child... Although Father Ye wanted to scratch the wall when he was hit by his son...

In addition, friends, I really, really, really want to see the cp of Ye Wuniang and Tang Wule?? Let me see your opinions.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival Happy Mid-Autumn Festival

PS, thank you Li Ge for throwing the mine

Ruoshui Sanqian threw mines

Throwing down the author and throwing mines at his chrysanthemum (hehe, I dare to write the whole thing)

Red Moon threw mines

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