Zhao Cheng came to the backyard early with his bamboo pole.
I looked around, but there was no sign of Master.
Maybe he hasn’t gotten up yet? Then I’ll wait.
An hour later...
Zhao Cheng's legs were sore from standing and the soles of his feet hurt. He had no choice but to go back to the house and bring another bench back. He hugged the bamboo pole and rested his chin as he sat waiting for class to start.
Two hours later...
“It’s time to eat——!!!”
The eldest brother shouted loudly in the backyard.
Zhao Cheng frowned, put away the bench and bamboo pole, and ran to the kitchen to serve the food.
"Uncle, has Master gone out?" Zhao Cheng asked as he caught up with Feng Chen while carrying the dishes.
Feng Chen touched his chin, thought for a moment, and replied: "She didn't go out, she was busy getting started."
"Getting started? Master, has he learned a new technique?" Zhao Cheng looked confused.
"Pfft~!" Feng Chen couldn't help laughing and touched Zhao Cheng's head, and said with a wicked smile: "You will understand when you grow up! Don't worry!"
After hearing this, Zhao Cheng felt that he might as well not ask, and became even more confused after asking.
The food was served and everyone took their seats.
"Where's Xue Kui?"
Although Xuekui is a loser and loves to get into trouble, Master Qin still has a look of concern on his face. Who knows that he is the disciple he raised, just like his own child.
"Here it is! Master!" Xue Kui walked out of the room slowly, with a forced smile on her face, and strode towards the dining table.
"Master loves me the most!" Xue Kui chuckled, pulled up a chair and sat next to Master.
Feng Chen looked at Xue Kui's face and asked with a wicked smile: "Eh? Junior sister? What's wrong with your eyes? Are you... getting beaten? Who did it!? Tell me! Senior brother, help you take revenge!!"
"Eat your food! There are so many nonsense!" The old man rolled his eyes at Feng Chen and scolded him, then turned to Xue Kui with a smile and said: "There are boiled eggs in the kitchen. I just cooked them this morning. I'll go get them later.
several."
Xue Kui smiled awkwardly at the boss, then raised one hand to cover her eyebrows and picked up vegetables to eat with the other hand.
"Master... why don't I go call them... I'm afraid... someone might be killed if this goes on..." Feng Chen had laughed enough, and then he leaned into the old man's ear with a serious face and whispered softly.
.
The old man nodded, glanced at Xue Kui next to him, turned to Feng Chen and whispered: "Wait until your junior sister leaves the table before you call her. Now..."
"I heard it, it's okay, I'll eat quickly!" Xue Kui added with a smile, and then started eating quickly.
The old man and Feng Chen smiled awkwardly, went back to their seats, and continued eating.
Xue Kui gulped down a bowl of rice as if she was swallowing a date. She wiped her mouth with her hand and puffed out her cheeks and said, "I'm full, please take it easy."
After saying that, he turned around and ran to the kitchen, then returned to the room with two eggs in his arms.
Feng Chen looked up at her from beginning to end. It wasn't until she closed the door tightly that he turned his head and whispered: "There is something wrong with Xue Kui... She didn't talk back today!?"
Uncle Qin sighed... without saying a word, he continued to eat while holding the bowl.
"People...will always grow...eat your food! You are the only one who talks a lot today!" After the old man finished speaking, he turned to Zhao Cheng and said: "My dear disciple, go call your master to eat. You can go to the end."
suitable."
Wang Li and Zhou Zeng nodded wildly on the sidelines.
If they were allowed to go, I'm afraid they would be beaten again.
Zhao Cheng blinked, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands with a confused expression, turned around and walked out of Yan Bing's room.
"Master—it's time to eat, Master—"
Zhao Cheng shouted, but when no one responded, he moved closer to the door. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard Yan Bing's voice coming from inside the room.
"You guys eat first! We'll be out in a minute!"
both??
Could it be that Sister Lingyue hasn’t come out since yesterday!?
Only then did Zhao Cheng suddenly realize what his uncle meant by "getting started". He quickly said "oh" and ran back to the dining table with a blushing face, holding the bowl and chopsticks in his arms, his heart still beating wildly.
As for the conversation between them, everyone at the table naturally heard it. The old man cleared his throat and said to everyone in a deep voice: "Young people are thin-skinned. Everyone...eat quickly...give it to me after you finish."
They both cleared the ground."
In the room, Yan Bing and Lingyue were getting dressed with blushing faces. They had not left the house except to pay respects for a whole day. It was indeed a bit too much...
"Oh... Qihua... then... what should I do with this sheet..." Lingyue pointed at the two blood stains on the bed with a blushing face... hesitantly said.
"Ah...this..." Yan Bing smiled evilly, looked at Lingyue and said: "What do you think I find a carpenter to frame it and hang it on the wall!?"
Lingyue suddenly made a long face, pointed at Yan Bing and said: "You dare to hang up! I dare to beat you to death!"
"You're kidding! You're kidding!" Yan Bing hurriedly smiled, hugged him, leaned against Lingyue's ear, and whispered: "But I really can't bear to throw it away... Can I hide it in the cabinet?"
Listening to Yan Bing's thumping heartbeat, Lingyue blushed and nodded.
After the two of them silently tidied the bed, put on new sheets, and tidied their clothes, they sat in front of the bronze mirror and nodded to each other.
After a while of laughing and playing, Lingyue's hair style was perfect.
Looking back at Yan Bing's hairstyle, it's hard to describe...
"My wife's skills... need to be improved..." Yan Bing looked at his messy "chicken coop" in the mirror, smiling and complaining at the same time.
"What did you call me?" Lingyue's face turned red.
Yan Bing turned around and shouted to Lingyue with a wicked smile: "Madam"
Lingyue responded shyly: "Then why am I not the husband and you are the wife?"
"Because I'm... older than you!" Yan Bing thought for a moment and then found a good excuse.
"But my martial arts skills are better than yours!" Lingyue said proudly with her hands on her hips and her little nose straightened.
"Well..." Yan Bing touched his chin, then his eyes lit up, he raised his hand and tapped Lingyue's little nose and said, "But I make money to support my family!"
Lingyue frowned and said unconvinced, "But you can't beat me!"
"Uh..." Yan Bing was speechless for a while after hearing this.
"Is this good?" Yan Bing tapped his chin, thought of a compromise, put his arms around Lingyue's slim waist and said, "One day at a time, I will be your husband today, and I will be your husband tomorrow."
Lingyue smiled slightly and replied with only two words: "Me first!"
…………
Well... who said I can't beat you!
"Okay! Then you go first!" Yan Bing said, pressing Lingyue's shoulder, turning her around and pushing her to the door. When he saw Lingyue pulling the door open a crack, he quickly said: "Mrs.
Open the door for your husband."
Lingyue's face darkened immediately, she closed the door again with a bang, turned around, pushed Yan Bing back to the bed, held her shoulders, and said, "I think you just need to be taken care of!"
As soon as the words fell, they kissed...
Yan Bing didn't know whether to cry or laugh...
This door... I'm afraid it won't be possible to get out for a while...
