Dong Ping was surprised, "Sir, do you really believe it?"
Luo Guan patted his shoulder and said, "Well. Let's go and clean up first. We'll have breakfast later."
"Got it sir!"
Dong Ping was in a good mood. He knew that his husband was not an ordinary person, and he would not be like his friends in the village who thought he always liked to brag about his dreams.
Breakfast is very simple, millet porridge, steamed buns and pickles.
Dong Li came when he was halfway through the meal, waving his hands repeatedly, "I've eaten, I've eaten. Sir, you continue to eat, I'll just wait."
He sat at the door and kept rubbing his hands together. His expression looked very nervous. He looked at Luo Guan and then Dong Ping, and stopped talking several times.
After dinner, Dong Ping hurriedly got up to clean up, but was stopped by "Su Qing". She said in a gentle tone, "You talk to sir here, I'll do it." .??.
The mistress was still beautiful, like a fairy in the sky, but she seemed to be a different person to Dong Ping, and those beautiful eyes made people awe.
He nodded subconsciously, and after the master's wife left, he whispered, "Sir, is the master's wife okay? I think she...well, she doesn't seem to be feeling well..." Dong Ping said it tactfully.
Luo Guan glanced at him and said, "It's okay. Please ask your father to come over and make another pot of tea."
Dong Li waved his hands and refused to sit down. He stood and drank two sips of tea. He gritted his teeth and put down the tea cup, and directly pulled Dong Ping, "Come here, kneel down!"
Dong Ping knelt in front of Luo Guan without saying a word.
Seeing that he didn't stop him, Dong Li was overjoyed and bowed and said, "I don't dare to deceive you, sir. I don't want Dong Ping to be like me, trapped in this small world all his life, living a life where he can see the end at a glance. I beg you, sir, to
He remains with us, and the entire Dong family will remember him deeply and never forget him!"
Dong Ping made a "bang" sound and his forehead hit the ground heavily, "Sir, Dong Ping wants to follow you and listen to your teachings. Please take me in, sir!"
Both father and son are very impressive.
Luo Guan picked up the tea cup, took a few sips slowly, looked at Dong Ping, then looked at Dong Li, and said, "Brother Dong, your family is related to Luo. I also like this kid Dong Ping, but sometimes I can see him all at once."
Life is not a happy one."
After a slight pause, "Perhaps, when your eyes are opened, the more you see, the more torture and pain you will feel in your heart. Dong Ping may regret it and feel resentful. He could have lived a stable and peaceful life. It is yours and mine."
Decided to let him suffer."
Dong Li's eyes widened. He didn't quite understand what Luo Guan said, but his heart was beating "bang bang" non-stop. He felt unspeakable fear and uneasiness. Even his originally firm thoughts were hesitant at this moment.
stand up.
At this moment, Dong Ping said loudly, "Sir, all of what you said may happen in the future, but if I have never seen such a future,
,I can not be reconciled."
He raised his head, his forehead was slightly swollen, his eyes were bright and firm, "Please, sir, give me a chance to open my eyes and see the world clearly. Even if I am bruised and bruised, I will not regret it!"
"Ping'er..." Dong Li spoke subconsciously.
Dong Ping said, "Dad, my child has made up his mind."
Luo Guan met his eyes, "Don't you regret it?"
"I will never regret it!"
"Okay." Luo Guan nodded, "From today on, please call me sir."
They are both "sir", but from now on, the meanings are obviously different.
Dong Ping was overjoyed and respectfully poured a cup of tea for Luo Guan. He knelt down and offered it with both hands, "Sir, please have some tea."
Luo Guan took it and took a sip.
After a while, Dong Li said goodbye and left. Today he will take people back to Shangenzhai. When leaving, he told his son, "Don't worry about the family. Your mother and I will take good care of grandma. Be obedient by your husband's side and don't cause trouble for him."
Wiping the red corners of his eyes, he bowed respectfully to where he came from, turned around, and strode away.
Dong Ping was very reluctant to leave, but he just looked in the direction his father left, looked quietly for a while, then turned back to the courtyard, "Mr."
"Your father is gone."
"Um."
"You have to get used to this kind of separation. Maybe in the future you will leave Liyuan Town and go to a place far, far away. I don't know how long it will be before you come back." Luo Guan looked at Dong Ping, "Remember, this is today.
It's your own choice, don't cry when you feel bitter and tired in the future."
Dong Ping shook his head and said seriously, "I can't." His eyes were bright and he was eager to try, "Sir, what are we doing today?"
"Forging iron."
"ah?!"
…
one year later.
Next to the stove, Dong Ping, who has grown taller and has become obviously stronger, is swinging a hammer. The iron ingot he hits makes a "ding" sound, and large sparks fly everywhere, reflecting the tenacity and calmness in his eyes.
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At first, Dong Ping was a little disappointed when he didn't get the "true biography" from his husband and instead asked him to just work step by step every day.
But he quickly adjusted his mentality and slowly found the joy of blacksmithing - observing Mr., learning from Mr., becoming Mr., and surpassing Mr.!
This was the goal Dong Ping set for himself, but he found it difficult. He could only get to the second step at most... No, to be precise, he was stuck between the first and second steps.
.
Because when Mr. Forge, it seems to be simple and the same boring movements are actually very different. Dong Ping doesn’t know what to say, but he can see that every time he learns it, there will be something new.
Something appears.
Perhaps, this is what the teacher taught him.
Half an hour later, with a burst of white mist rising, the newly beaten hoe revealed its appearance. It was simple, but the surface of the hoe reflected the skylight, and there was a trace of light on the fine beating marks.
The unique luster of ring metal. ??
Dong Ping looked at it carefully and nodded with satisfaction, confirming that he had learned some of Mr.'s "Protestant" things again. Today's work was almost completed. He carefully tidied up the stove room, classifying the supplies and placing them neatly.
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Grabbing the wooden sword, Dong Ping walked to the yard, closed his eyes and adjusted his whistling for a while. The young man suddenly moved his wrist, and the wooden sword whizzed out.
It's just a thirteen-year-old boy, and it's just a wooden sword made by hand. At this time, it gives people an indescribable sharp edge. Although it is not too strong, it is bright and burning, as if it wants to give the sky above its head to the sky.
Shred directly.
However, this sharp edge was suppressed by heaven and earth, and could not even escape at all. However, it did not dissipate, but continued to gather into the wooden sword in Dong Ping's hand.
Luo Guan was sitting under the eaves. He was now less hands-on. Most of the blacksmithing work was left to Dong Ping. Looking at the young man dancing with the sword, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.
"Dong Ping is a rare child. It's really curious. If he were born in the outside world, how amazing he would be." The Flower God slowly spoke, his eyes showing a trace of affection, but more of it was unbearable.
Luo Guan shook his head, "There are no ifs in the world."
Flower God hesitated and said, "Are you going to take him away?"
"Yeah, but I'll ask him one more time before leaving."
Hua Shen said, "He will definitely follow you." Over the past year, she watched Dong Ping's every move and got to know him very well.
This time, Luo Guan remained silent for a long time before saying, "I know."
Take Dong Ping out. As the new owner of "Fengshan Ruins", he has this ability.
But he couldn't really bring out a Dong Ping who had "nothing to do with his ideas and all his avenues". This would be very difficult.
The flower god had already guessed something, but she never asked. She said softly, "If there is anyone who needs my help, I can help."
Luo Guan was not surprised. He just nodded and said, "I have some ideas. You can help me with this."
Sword training is over.
Dong Ping wiped his sweat, ran over and said happily, "Sir, I just said something
For a moment, I suddenly felt that my sword was so fast, fast enough to catch up with the fastest flying bird. But when I looked carefully, it became so slow again, as if it was being held back by something. You know this
What's going on?"
Luo Guandao said, "This is because you have improved." He paused and continued, "Dong Ping, remember, no matter when or where you are, you are a genius in practicing swordsmanship. Do you understand?"
"Genius?" Dong Ping grinned and smiled brilliantly.
This is the first time my husband has praised him.
In the evening, the Flower God set out the dishes and called them to come and eat.
After Luo Guan sat down, Dong Ping saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Master."
He is now used to the changes in his wife's temperament. Sometimes she is very out of touch, like a little girl who has not grown up. She is greedy and a bit lazy, but she is very close to him. She always smiles with her white teeth showing, which makes Dong
I feel very warm.
But sometimes the mistress is very majestic. She doesn't do anything or say much. Just a look in her eyes can make people feel awe.
After dinner, Dong Ping wanted to start cleaning up, but his wife glanced at him. He laughed twice and saluted, "Sir, Master, I'm going back to rest first."
After he left, the flower god put away the dishes and made Luo Guan a cup of tea, "I think it's still a bit too risky."
Luo Guan took a sip of tea and felt the heat between his lips and teeth, "If you don't take risks, how can you change your life?"
Back then, if he hadn't fought hard for his father and braved the abyss of fire with the belief that he would die, there would be no Luo Guan today.
Now, it's Dong Ping's turn.
The Goddess of Flowers nodded, leaned over him, felt the soft bullet, and then bit Luo Guan's ear, "Fellow Daoist Luo, otherwise, if we have a detailed discussion tonight, maybe I can come up with some good ideas."
, can you help Xiao Dongping?"
Luo Guan's eyes flashed slightly. Su Qing plotted against the corpse dragon of the Great Evil Abyss, and then plotted against the Flower God. He escaped from the desperate situation of death and no life, and now he has gained a status that is almost on an equal footing with the Flower God.
, the means are all top-notch.
Maybe she really has some ideas.
Furthermore, after sleeping in separate beds for more than a year and often eating corn and drinking nourishing porridge, her face is rosy now, so she should be fine, right?
"ah!"
Su Qing whispered and folded her arms, "Fellow Daoist Luo, what are you going to do? I am an innocent girl. You must not mess around, or I will call someone!"
She looked frightened and on the verge of crying.
This goblin!
The acting skills are even better...
That night, the moon was hidden and the stars were dark, and I was too embarrassed to open my eyes.