Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 278 Looking Back

General's House.

A young boy was holding up the long sword in his hand and earnestly practicing the swordsmanship his father had just taught him. He was sweating profusely under the scorching sun, but he still refused to stop.

"Brothers can go to battle and kill the enemy one by one, I have to hurry up to catch up!"

In the distance from him, two middle-aged men were walking side by side. One was tall and tall, wearing light armor, and his face was somewhat refined, while the other was very thin, with sharp eyes, and he was holding a powder carved jade in his right hand. cut little girl.

"Young master is extremely talented. He is the best martial arts prodigy I have ever seen in my life. But I never expected that he is not only talented, but also so hardworking. It seems that General Ye has someone to succeed him." The thin middle-aged man said with emotion.

The middle-aged man named General Ye smiled: "I still hope that Feng'er can be an ordinary person. Now that the world is peaceful, there are so many battles to fight."

"The general was joking. When did the war in the world really stop?" The thin middle-aged man stroked his beard.

The little girl glanced at the young boy who was practicing sword seriously in the distance, and looked up at her father: "Daddy, he looks so hard."

"Those who want to be generals in the future will naturally have a hard time when they were young." The middle-aged man explained to him.

"Daddy, I don't want to be a general, so I won't practice martial arts in the future, okay?" The little girl pouted.

"That's not allowed. You are the descendant of our Yi family, but you want to protect this imperial city. The general is in charge of the outside, and you are in charge of the inside." The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"Daddy, what you said is like, your relationship with mother?" The little girl frowned.

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly looked at General Ye, and then smiled: "General Ye, I suddenly have an idea."

General Ye also laughed loudly and said: "Maybe it's a good idea." He stretched out his hand and waved towards the distance: "Feng'er!"

The boy put down the sword in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked not far away, and shouted happily: "Daddy!"

"Feng'er, come here." General Ye called out.

The young man hurriedly ran up to General Ye: "Daddy, Daddy, I have almost practiced the sword technique you taught me yesterday. Shall I show it to you now?"

"No hurry, Feng'er met Uncle Yi first." General Ye slightly moved the young man's body.

The boy raised his head and shouted, "Uncle Yi."

The thin middle-aged man looked at the boy, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the boy's head, his eyes were full of admiration: "Not bad, born with martial arts. This is the first time I've seen it in so many years. Do you want to follow me in the future?" Shall I learn martial arts together?"

The boy shook his head: "I can just learn from my father."

"Your father's martial arts skills are different from mine..." the middle-aged man said persuasively.

"Hey, don't force him if he doesn't want to learn. Father, you are always like this. You treat martial arts as a treasure, but not everyone should treat martial arts as a treasure." The little girl suddenly let go of the middle-aged man's hand, Yi grabbed the boy's hand, "Don't bother with them, let's go out and play, shall we?"

Seeing someone make a rescue, the young man was relieved. He was a little tired after practicing for half a day. Although he was very diligent, it was still a child's nature to be playful. He thought for a while and looked up at his father.

General Ye nodded and said with a smile, "Go ahead. Take care of my sister."

"En." The boy nodded fiercely, and ran out with the little girl.

"Hello, my name is Ye Feng, what's your name?"

"My name is Yi Wenjun."

General Ye looked at their backs and said with a smile, "My son will not be your apprentice anymore."

"Then it would be great to be a son-in-law." The thin middle-aged man laughed.

Ye Dingzhi suddenly opened his eyes, his wife beside him was sleeping soundly facing him, the moonlight shone through the window, reflecting her face was extraordinarily gentle, Ye Dingzhi smiled, stretched out his hand to gently stroke, Said softly: "It turns out that we had a baby kiss."

Regarding childhood events, Ye Dingzhi can't remember many things since he fell into the ice cliff that time. Tonight, he suddenly dreamed back to the past, but he didn't expect that he and Yi Wenjun still had such a past.It's just that these are stories that really happened when I was a child, or a dream for no reason, I don't know.He got up from the bed, looked at his son sleeping in the cradle, shook his head and smiled involuntarily.

Who would have thought that such a day would happen to me, how do you say that sentence?Wife and children are hot on the kang?
Shouldn't the world be insane?Just like that guy named Baili Dongjun, according to people in the city, he is now the top player on the list.I wonder if Baili Dongjun will laugh at himself when he sees himself now?If he dares to laugh, just punch him to the ground.Although I have been living here in seclusion these years, my skills are not inferior at all, not much weaker than Baili Dongjun.

Ye Dingzhi walked out of the house and began to practice boxing under the moonlight.

Inside the room, Yi Wenjun frowned slightly.

She was still in the dream, but it seemed that the dream had changed from a beautiful dream to a nightmare.

She dreamed of a resplendent and resplendent palace, on which there was no servant, but a cradle, which swayed and swayed alone there.

"An Shi?" Yi Wenjun called softly.

The child in the cradle ignored her, as if in a dream.

"An Shi?" Yi Wenjun approached step by step, and the more she walked, the more she felt a little chill in her heart. She walked to the cradle, hesitated for a long time, and finally poked her head over.

She subconsciously felt that there seemed to be something terrible in the cradle, but she couldn't help but look inside.

Fortunately, just an ordinary baby.

It is very similar to An Shi, except that there is a small mole between the eyebrows. The baby grinned when he saw Yi Wenjun, and called happily: "Mom."

Yi Wenjun frowned and shook his head: "I'm not your mother."

"No, you are." A cold voice sounded.

Yi Wenjun broke out in a cold sweat, turned around immediately, and saw a familiar figure standing in front of him.

"Master... Senior Brother?"

Luo Qingyang, who was dressed in blue, stood there with an indifferent expression. He glanced at Yi Wenjun, then at the baby in the cradle, and said in a deep voice, "He is Xiao Yu."

"Yu'er?" Yi Wenjun woke up from the dream, turned over and sat up.

The cradle beside her rocked gently.

When Ye Dingzhi heard the movement in the room, he closed his fists and rushed in, wondering, "What's wrong?"

Yi Wenjun wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled at Ye Dingzhi: "It's okay, but it was just a nightmare."

(End of this chapter)