Chapter 192 Father's love is like a mountain, it has collapsed (violent
Chapter 192
"Hey, ha! Drink!"
Yang Qian dressed up in a smart outfit, holding in his hand the blunt sword that his mother had specially made for him, and began to practice every day.
Especially yesterday, after relying on his martial arts to defeat the green-skinned Chai Shao, Yang Qian's enthusiasm for practicing martial arts became even higher.
However, as I practice, there will always be a trace of discordant noise.
"Suck... ha..." That was the old father who was sleeping today, drinking tea. No, he was drinking tea.
The complex taste coupled with the scalding temperature made him wince at each bite for a long time before exhaling with relief.
The mother looked at her husband happily, watching him drinking tea, frowning, exhaling, stroking his beard, and smiling.
It simply made her linger more than the most beautiful flowers in the world.
"Mom, I feel like I'm not doing this move right. Is there something wrong with my strength?"
The noisy voice suddenly interrupted Han's artistic conception of admiring her husband, making Han's mood suddenly very unhappy.
"Oh, you try it a few more times and feel it for yourself... Come on, husband, let me change your tea. It's all cold..."
"Drink, ha, eh... it's still not right, I always feel like there's something wrong with this move..."
With a sweet smile, Han, who was virtuously offering tea and water to Yang Ning, remained calm and sincere.
"Come on, Fuwei, and give the young master some practice.
Be loyal, please stand by and see if there is anything wrong with the young master... Husband, be careful, don’t burn your hands."
"Thank you, madam, for being so attentive."
"My husband has praised you, but you are all bored? How about I play a game of chess with you again?"
"Haha, of course that's perfect."
Yang Ning showed a smile that could rival the bright sunshine, and suddenly thought of what she had just promised her son.
"Uh... Madam, please wait for a moment. I have promised my husband to enjoy Qian'er's martial arts performance."
Yang Qian, who was slashing at Du Fuwei with a big knife with a dark face, almost stopped the knife and just laughed.
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That's enough for you! My own son is here practicing sword skills and working hard, but it's better for you to look at each other and express affection...
Do you still have any sense of charity? Do you know that you need to care for singles?
After slashing away Du Fuwei with three swords, Yang Qian turned his head as the depression in his heart finally dissipated a lot.
Then he saw Xiao Wugou actively moving away from his eyes, with a heart-piercing aura of affectionate eyes.
Holding the ugly and cute stuffed tiger, Caihu, standing on the steps, wearing a white fur coat, the whole person is cuter and cuter than the snow elf.
Seeing Yang Qian's gaze, the smile on Wu Kuan's face became brighter and brighter.
A pair of round eyes curved into a cute crescent moon, and she also held up her little pink fists to cheer for her good-looking little brother.
Awesome, this is our little Wu Guan, so cute and adorable, and he knows how to be considerate of my older brother.
Yang Qian smiled at Xiao Wugou, turned his eyes, and his face turned a little dark.
The man vowed to watch his own son practice his sword skills.
As a result, in front of everyone, only the man who flirted with his mother-in-law was seen. Do you still have a biological son in your eyes?!
Yang Qian laughed angrily and said hypocritically.
"It doesn't matter. Father, if you want to accompany your mother, then go ahead. Anyway..."
Before Yang Qian could finish his words, Yang Ning, a veteran cadre whose father's love was like a mountain, had already collapsed and couldn't wait to get up.
"My son's words make sense. As a father, I will first accompany your mother.
Qian'er, you should practice hard, your father is very optimistic about your martial arts skills, and you will definitely shine in the future."
My mother happily took her husband's arm and said perfunctorily in the same hypocritical manner.
"Yes, Da Lang, Mom will go with your father for a while, and I'll be with you later. Just don't worry and practice hard..."
"Wugou...Wugou, you have to watch your brother carefully and cheer him up. Husband, let's go..."
"Madam, please slow down. Sigh...Snowy scenes like this are really rare."
"My husband likes to watch the snow. That's great. How about I cook some wine for you and my husband will play a zither for me to accompany the winter snow?"
"The lady is indeed so considerate and considerate of others, and she is very comforting to her husband..."
In the deep winter when the cold wind was steep, the couple, wrapped in deep love and sweetness, did not feel the chill at all, so they walked away gracefully and calmly.
The singles present seemed to have seen a broken bowl clattering in front of them, with dog food scattered everywhere...
The bleak cold wind blew and screamed, blowing past the stunned singles, and everyone shivered in unison.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Keep going!" Yang Qian kicked away the broken bowl filled with dog food with a dark face, "Wow, wow... look at the knife!"
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"A bowl of golden-flowered egg and minced meat porridge, and a basket of meat buns... Hurry up, don't keep the guest waiting."
"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you hurry up and clear that table? Many guests are still waiting without even blinking."
It was windy and snowy outside, but not only was it warm as spring inside, it even made Yang Decai, who was so busy that his feet didn't even touch the ground, break out in a sweat.
It was already half an hour before dinner time, and Junzili Restaurant, which had more than doubled its area, was still full of guests.
Looking at the room full of guests, Yang Decai felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Since there were no new guests for the time being, Yang Decai, who was very busy and hot all over, walked to the door of the restaurant and took a deep breath of the cold air.
He glanced across the noisy streets and looked back at the villagers who greeted him frequently.
Only then did he notice, not far away, a young man who looked a little thinly dressed and had a haggard face.
He was looking at the plaque above his head with confusion on his face, which was given to the young master by the people of Daze Village.
Yang Decai chuckled, took two steps forward and saluted, and asked.
"Is this young man here here because of his reputation? He is going to try the special delicacies of our Junzijiu Restaurant."
The young man glanced at Yang Decai and pointed to the plaque: "This "Junziji" restaurant is the property of the Yang family in Yingze?"
"It's natural." Yang Decai nodded, but he was murmuring in his heart, what did this young man mean by this?
"That is Yang Qian and Mr. Yang's property, right?" the young man asked again.
Seeing the confused look on Yang Decai's face, he nodded, and the tired young man's eyes immediately turned red.
His mouth, which was slightly blue from the cold, began to tremble slightly.
Seeing this scene, Yang Decai, who had experienced a lot of life, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and looked at the young man who was starting to tremble all over with vigilant eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey... this young gentleman, what's wrong with you?"
"My poor sister...you, brother, I finally found you..."
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