Guide to raising male gods [Comprehensive + Sword III]

Maybe Ah Luo's words had some effect, or maybe the father was still soft-hearted after all. For several days, Ye Mengqiu never turned down Ye Ying, let alone punished him.

In fact, he didn't have much time to come here.

He is the owner of Cangjian Villa. Apart from the big and small affairs of Cangjian, he also needs to worry about the relationship with the various sects. Therefore, even if it is the eldest son who is especially important, he can pay attention to Ye Ying. Not many.

The only few times, it was just taking out free time to teach and guide the eldest son's swordsmanship with all his heart, but every time he found that he was extremely stupid, and a complete set of swordsmanship was not perfect.

Ye Mengqiu himself is a person of high talent, he is full of talent, and he is making rapid progress in the way of swordsmanship. He is at the time of the spring breeze, but every time he sees his eldest son who has carried his endless expectations and will inherit his mantle in the future, he can't bear it in his heart. Zhu was angry, and then punished the eldest son.

It's not that he hasn't restrained himself before, but whenever he thinks of the Jianghu that will change in no time, and the hidden sword that looks so small in this huge Jianghu, he can't help but get a little impatient.

He really needs a hundred years later, when he no longer has the strength to protect Hidden Sword, someone who can support the foundation of Hidden Sword Villa.

Under such high expectations, the eldest son's performance disappointed him greatly. With such a fall, he couldn't help but lose his temper with him.

Ye Mengqiu shook his head and sighed slightly in his heart. The eldest son was dull, and the second son didn't like swordsmanship. Could it be that the huge family business of Hidden Sword Villa will return to the loess after a hundred years?

Owner Ye was worried, and just as he was free today, he hung his sword and walked quickly towards Ye Ying's yard, thinking of taking the time to teach his eldest son's swordsmanship. Make up for it.

Thinking about it this way, his complexion looked a lot better. Although he knew what he was about to face, he was still thinking optimistically today. It would be nice to make a small mound.

Ye Mengqiu thought about it, and couldn't help but relax a little. He couldn't help stretching his brows a little. After thinking about it in his heart, he still felt that it made some sense, so he speeded up immediately.

The corridors of the Tibetan Sword Villa are surrounded by twists and turns, and the layout is elegant. This is a reference to the style of the small garden in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is different from the gentle and soft Jiangnan garden. There are many majestic sword-shaped stone sculptures standing in the courtyard , adding to it the chivalrous spirit of the arena.

In the early morning, there was still a layer of fog that had not dissipated, covering the villa with a hazy layer of tulle, but it failed to stop the faster and faster footsteps of Ye Zhuangzhu. in the courtyard.

There was the sound of breaking wind in the courtyard, which sounded like he was practicing swordsmanship. Ye Mengqiu listened and stopped slowly, with a little satisfaction showing on his face.

Although his eldest son is mediocre, he is diligent enough.

Ye Mengqiu didn't approach, he was like every parent who accidentally saw his child studying in private, his heart felt like soaking in a hot spring, but he didn't want to show it on his face, and even deliberately concealed his whereabouts.

This made him see something different.

——In the courtyard, there seemed to be not only his eldest son who got up early and practiced swordsmanship, but also a girl in purple and black robe sitting quietly under the crabapple tree.

The girl sat quietly under the crabapple tree in the yard and read the book. She read carefully and slowly turned a page after a while, but it seemed that her attention was not all there. He looked up at Ye Ying, who was practicing sword at the side.

Ye Mengqiu thought it was interesting, he didn't come over for a few days, but he didn't know what the situation in Tianze Tower was like now.

Speaking of how Ah Luo would accompany Ye Ying to practice swords, it was actually an accident.

That day after talking with Master Ye, although Ah Luo spoke forcefully, he didn't have any bottom line in his heart. Fortunately, Master Ye didn't seem to turn the corner for a while, so the matter was temporarily closed. stop here.

The good thing is that Ye Tuanzi was not punished, and was rescued safely, but there are also bad things, probably... Ah Luo's heart is getting weaker and weaker.

After Ye Mengqiu left, Ah Luo walked over, half squatted down in front of Ye Tuanzi, stretched out his fingertips and gently poked the corner of his deeply pursed mouth, trying to make him relax.

She can't help but have a natural but extremely firm trust in Ye Yinghuai.I just think that he will be an extremely outstanding person as she said in the future.

He will never be as stupid and useless as others have said.

Thinking of this, Ah Luo looked at Ye Tuanzi not only comforting and encouraging, but also with a sense of affirmation that this should be the case.

A Luo bent her eyes to tease Tuanzi, she had no idea what such trust meant to a young Tuanzi who was still young and immature, and was often looked at by his father with disappointing eyes, so let her go When I come back to my senses...

And so he looked at her.

Ye Ying's face is extremely handsome. Although he is still in the cub stage, his eyes are rounder and his cheeks are a bit fleshy, but this will not hinder his great lethality to people in the slightest.

He raised his head to look at Ah Luo for a long time, his eyes were moist, even though he restrained himself a little, he couldn't help showing a trace of gratitude and closeness.

No matter how strong and determined he is in the future, but at this moment, Ye Ying, the heart sword who will be famous all over the world in the future, is still a short little dumpling. He is still not afraid of doubts, but it's not that he doesn't like being called trust.

This gaze fell into Ah Luo's eyes, and her heart softened when she saw it, as if something touched her soft heart lightly, not heavy at all, but extremely powerful, Disciple Wanhua grabbed his sleeves, Unable to hold back, he walked over and hugged Ye Tuanzi.

Suddenly I was a little reluctant to leave him, even if I wanted to leave, I should wait until he was grown up and able to be alone.

Except for the brothers and sisters in Wanhua Valley, Ah Luo rarely cared about others so much, a soft ball fell into his arms, Ah Luo hugged him, but he was thinking in his heart, in fact, this is also easy to handle.

Although it is not good to bother about Tibetan sword all the time, she is very free to go out on this trip, and she has no tasks. She can't let go of Aying, who is around the Ye family, for the time being. It is better to find a store in a town beside the West Lake and open it first. A medical hall, stay here for a while.

Rubbing Ye Tuanzi's soft black hair, Ah Luo thought to himself, and felt more and more feasible, and when he was about to go out, he asked Master Ye to ask if there was any suitable accommodation around.

Because of this, Ah Luo never mentioned the matter of leaving to Ye Ying again, instead, he would bring a book to Ye Ying's yard in his free time, and accompany him to practice swordsmanship.

Ye Ying's sword practice is different from other people. Ordinary people learn swordsmanship, first learn the moves completely, and then slowly understand the mystery of the moves. He is different. He rarely uses swords, but his comprehension is rare in the world. The hair is smooth.

Ah Luo watched him grow up day by day, and he couldn't tell how happy he was. No matter whether he could read or understand, there would always be some compliments.

Ah Luo will never disturb Ye Ying when she is practicing, or read medical books for a while, or study some new prescriptions, or make a picture in her spare time, Wan Hua's disciples will never be bored .

When Ye Ying is resting, he will take the initiative to come and have a look. He is not particularly proactive, and he really doesn't get along with people very much. Also get used to it.

"Aying." Seeing that he should be resting, and walking towards this side, Ah Luo bent his eyes and waved to him, calling, "Come and sit."

When he came over, Ah Luo looked at him with a smile and didn't speak. After laughing for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and stuffed something into his mouth. open.

Ye Ying had a candy in her mouth that was attacked by surprise, she didn't care about Disciple Wanhua's offense, her eyes became softer, and after a while, a smile gradually appeared on her lips.

When Ah Luo saw it, he couldn't help rubbing his head and laughing again.

Ye Ying actually likes to eat some sweets, and few people must know about it. Ye Mengqiu has extremely high expectations for his eldest son, and his requirements are extremely strict. It is better to get rid of such soft habits as liking sugar.

Ye Ying seems to understand this too, and has never expressed her preference, even if she eats cakes on weekdays, she has not expressed any special preference, if it is not that Ah Luo is a doctor, sometimes she has to coax children who do not like hard medicine , so I carry some candies with me, so I probably won't be able to discover this secret.

The courtyard was a scene of joy and harmony, but Master Ye, who was hiding at the side, was full of doubts, and his mood was extremely complicated.

He had never seen the eldest son be so close to anyone.

When facing him, the eldest son is usually reticent, he doesn't like to be noisy, and he doesn't like to be coquettish. When facing his wife, because he is a second son, he is more than respectful, but not close enough.

He originally only thought that he had such a personality, but he never thought that one day he would be able to see that he was so close to people.

Ye Mengqiu looked at the Wanhua girl in the middle of the courtyard who was talking to her eldest son with slightly curved eyes, and felt that something in his heart was gradually collapsing, shattering inch by inch, making him feel sore.

In fact, how can there be a father who doesn't like his child, and doesn't long for his child to be close to him? It's just that his expectations are too high and he's a bit too aggressive. Seeing this scene now, Zhuangzhu Ye only feels sore in his heart.

Did he really treat Ah Ying a little too harshly?

It was rare for Master Ye to have some doubts about himself. He was slightly shocked, and he didn't want to disturb him. He was about to leave quietly, but for some reason, he couldn't help but turned his head and took a peek.

Ye Jia Aying, who has always been taciturn, is like a glutinous rice dumpling whose hard skin has been poked open, soft and well-behaved, she heard something, and there was even a little smile on her lips that fathers don't often see.

Ye Mengqiu: "..."

The author has something to say:

Ye Mengqiu: I'm not envious at all (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻.

This can be considered a bit of a change... The character of the old owner... has deceived many people in the future _(:з」∠)_

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