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Time flies by like a white horse.

During the Spring Festival when Qi Xiaobao turned three years old, he returned to the Qi family's old house in Kyoto.

This is the first time he has come back since he was born.

Mr. Qi, who was over 90 years old, finally saw his little grandson in person. Tears of joy involuntarily overflowed from his old, sunken eyes.

This is Xiao An’s child. He is fair and cute, and very well-behaved, sensible and polite.

When they first met, he straightened his clothes and bowed, "Zining greets grandfather."

He knows when to advance and when to retreat, which shows that he has been well educated.

"Zining, grandpa calls you by your nickname, how's that, Xiaobao?"

Old Master Qi walked forward with his crutches and helped the young boy up, with a kind look in his eyes and a broad smile.

Looking closer, I found that the little grandson in front of me and his Xiao An were like cast from the same mold, very alike.

My heart was already filled with love, and now it is about to overflow.

Qi Xiaobao was loved by his elders and was neither arrogant nor impatient. "The elders came first, the younger came later. Zining always followed his grandfather's wishes."

It can be your full name or your nickname, whatever the elders in your family want to call you.

When Grandpa Qi heard his grandson respond with the six words from "The Rules of Disciples" expressing respect for elders, the smile on his lips became even happier.

The hand that was as dry as a dead tree gently stroked Qi Xiaobao's head, "Xiaobao, have you learned the "Rules for Being a Good Pupil and Child"?"

"Yes, Grandfather. Under my father's instruction, Xiaobao has also read the Four Books and Five Classics, namely, The Analects, The Great Learning, The Doctrine of the Mean, Mencius, The Book of Songs, The Book of History, The Book of Rites, The Book of Changes, and The Spring and Autumn Annals, as well as the four great classics of Chinese studies, Water Margin, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, and A Dream of Red Mansions."

The childish voice, neither arrogant nor humble, echoed clearly in the hall. Except for Mr. Qi and the four masters, all the other children of the Qi family were shocked.

My uncle's (grand uncle, great uncle's) bloodline is too amazing!

It is indeed an excellent bloodline, and it will only surpass its predecessor.

Grandpa Qi looked at his little grandson in front of him, who was not at all impetuous, and it was as if he saw Xiao An when he was a child.

At that time, the youngest son had already read the Four Books and Five Classics and the Four Great Novels by the age of two. Before he was one year old, he could fluently recount the obscure "Yueyang Tower Inscription", "Xiaoyaoyou", "Chu Shibiao", "Li Sao" and "Pipa Song", all in the original classical Chinese.

He touched Qi Xiaobao's fair face with satisfaction, "It really proves the old saying, a good father will have a good son."

Qi Xiaobao's brilliant performance in the Qi family's old house was unknown to Qi Jinan and Zhao Chuyu who were revisiting Wuzhen.

This Spring Festival, the family of three celebrated the New Year separately for the first time.

Even though it is winter, Taoyuan Valley, where the temperature is around 20 degrees Celsius all year round, is still "full of spring colors".

In addition to the scenery, what we are talking about here is the "race" going on in the hot spring pool.

Lady Zhao was swimming in the milky white pool like a mermaid, completely naked with dazzlingly white skin, extremely alluring.

She scooped up water with both hands and splashed it towards Qi Jinan who had pushed her to the edge of the pool without noticing the danger. "Master Qi Wu, is this all right?"

Just a few minutes ago, they had finished two perfect sexual intercourses, but he seemed tireless and kept pursuing it.

Just now, her legs were so weak that she almost sank to the bottom of the pool. It was only because he rushed forward and hugged her tightly that she didn't choke on the water.

Then, she pushed him away and ran away when he wasn't paying attention.

Unexpectedly, he still chased after me.

Is it possible that we have to come for the third time?

Isn't it said that men will become less capable in that area as they get older?

Why is he becoming more and more powerful?

It seemed as if Qi could see what was in her heart. He supported himself on the wall of the hot spring pool with one hand, trapped her in his arms, and leaned over to close his mouth to her slightly pink ear.

"Xiao Chuyu, don't you know best whether I can do it or not? Huh?"

The voice is deep and hoarse, with a unique sexiness that makes people feel numb.

In order to keep her by his side forever and not get bored with her, he would exercise every day to keep his body young and energetic.

Even if she continued working for a few more decades, the possibility that she was worried about would not happen would not occur.

As long as she wants, she can do it anytime and anywhere.

The next second, before she could answer, a new round of "battle" began again.

It seemed as if her perfect body was born for him, and it bloomed brilliantly again because of him without reservation.

It was not until after the Lantern Festival that the young couple, who had enjoyed a carefree life for more than half a month, took a flight to Kyoto to pick up their only son who was "staying" in the old house of the Qi family.

Qi Xiaobao had been "abandoned" for more than twenty days, but there was no anger on his little face. Instead, he glanced at Zhao Chuyu's belly thoughtfully.

In another nine months, will my mother give birth to another brother or sister?

His son's little thoughts could not escape Qi Jinan's sharp eyes.

His strong arms tightly wrapped around the waist of the beauty in his arms, and he gave Qi Xiaobao a warning look.

"Clear out the useless clutter in your brain. I will only have you as my son."

Qi Xiaobao received the cold gaze and immediately stood up straight, "Yes, father, Zining understands."

The dream of having a younger brother (sister) was shattered.

Just as the family of three was about to get in the car and leave the old house, an old and elegant voice came from the right rear, "The girl in front, please wait a moment."

Zhao Chuyu looked back and saw that it was a strange old man. He put away the smile in his eyes and nodded his chin at the visitor in a distant manner, "Old sir, are you calling me?"

"Yes, yes, it's you. They look so much like you. So much like you."

Old Master Zhao came forward with a cane, and excitedly repeated words that Zhao Chuyu couldn't understand, and then asked: "Miss, my last name is Zhao, is your mother's name Wen Yi?"

After mobilizing all their connections and searching for a needle in a haystack for four years, there was still no trace of Yixuan's posthumous daughter.

Four years ago, Mr. Qi said that Yixuan's daughter had become the daughter-in-law of the Qi family, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find out, let alone meet her.

In order to have the face to see his youngest son after his death, he had to come to Kyoto again to find the Qi family.

God really helped him and he finally found it.

Zhao Chuyu's eyes turned cold when he heard this, "Sorry, you got the wrong person."

Needless to say, she had roughly guessed who the person was. His surname was Zhao, and he must be someone related to her biological father.

Those old memories happened so long ago that she didn't want to recall them anymore.

No matter what the reason was back then, I don't want to have anything to do with it.

Qi Jinan's eyes were cold and he winked at Zheng Zhi who was waiting beside him. He hugged his beloved little wife, ignored the old man of the Zhao family's anxious pleas to keep him, called his only son, and resolutely got into the car and left.

Qi Xiaobao was extremely intelligent and could tell what was going on at a glance.

With his father around, he didn't dare get close to his mother. He could only sit alone in the leather seat opposite, fastened his seat belt, and said sensibly:

"Don't be sad, mother. You still have father and me."

Zhao Chuyu was held tightly in Qi Jinan's arms. The coldness in her eyes gradually faded, and a gentle smile appeared in her eyes. "Well, I still have you."

Then, she turned her eyes to him who only had her in his eyes, raised her head and slowly moved closer to his ear, making a sound that only he could hear.

"Jin'an, from now on, you are the only one for me."

"Little first encounter, it just so happens that I only have you."

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