Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 86
"Mom, when will daddy come back?" Xia Qilie raised his head, his usual steady and adult appearance disappeared, and he turned back into a cute baby again.

Feng Jin handed Xia Qixi to the nanny, and touched the elder son's head with a smile.

However, the concubine Feng next to her could see the loneliness in her cousin's eyes. If it wasn't for her son, she would have burst into tears.

Feng Yu sighed in her heart, why didn't she miss her husband.

"Ariel, the birthday cake is being made for you in the kitchen, do you want to go and have a look and make it with them?" Feng Mi suggested.

The birthday cake is naturally the invention of the husband.

Husband is a great inventor, a great poet, a great scholar, a great educator, a great businessman... Anyway, everything is great.

Xia Qilie pursed his lips, not in high spirits, "I don't want to celebrate my birthday anymore."

Feng Jin was both angry and amused, "Mother knows that you and your father have a good relationship, but it doesn't mean that he won't even celebrate his birthday when he's not around, right?"

Xia Qilie continued to purse his lips, with an expression on the verge of tears: "My parents are by my side for all my birthdays. I don't want to celebrate my birthday without my father."

Feng Jin smiled and pulled Xia Qilie into his arms: "Silly boy, when you grow up, you will start a family and start a business by yourself. It is impossible for your parents to stay by your side all the time. In the future, they will be your wives and concubines, and your children will accompany you." Birthday."

Xia Qilie buried his head in his mother's arms, tears streaming down his face.

But he clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and made no sound.

Dad said that a man should not cry and cry, no matter how difficult or sad things he encounters, he should smile.

At this moment, he missed that strict and kind father very much.

……

Xia Yongchu looked at "Second son: Xia Qixi. Age: 1 year old. Intimacy: 11", feeling a little helpless.

When I go back, I guess this little guy doesn't even know me.

Look at "Adoption son: Xia Qiying. Age: 12 years old. Intimacy: 1", Xia Yongchu curled his lips in disgust.

Why don't you drop to negative numbers?

I really had a big hole in my head at that time, so I also taught you the "Changchun Gong".

The white-eyed wolf is not so excessive.

In addition, Xia Qilan and Xia Qiwen have been away from him for several months, and their intimacy has not decreased but increased.

Although a little unexpected, it makes sense after careful consideration.

Xia Yongchu knew them well.

They are all grateful children.

It is estimated that by now they have realized how excellent their cultivation qualifications are.

In their understanding, it was the pills that they fed to them that helped them improve their cultivation qualifications.

This naturally makes them grateful.

I wonder if they have received enough attention in the Huaming Sect?

……

Xia Qilan was wearing a small-sized standard robe for male disciples of the Huaming School—the standard robe, which is specially worn by disciples below the Qi training level and under the age of 40.

If you have reached the Gang Sha Realm, you will be considered a teacher, and you can no longer wear standard clothes.

Or those who have not reached the Gang Sha Realm at the age of 40 are considered to have cut off their way forward and can no longer stay in the sect to concentrate on cultivation, and are often sent out to take charge of a party's general affairs, so there is no need to wear standard clothes.

Xia Qilan is petite and cute, with a pretty face and an underdeveloped figure.

She was dressed in a male disciple's costume, like a delicate little boy.

At this time, Xia Qilan was happily sitting by a small pond full of lotus flowers, kicking the water with her bare feet.

She held a net in her hand, with a wooden handle nearly ten feet long, thin and long; the net was submerged in the water, and she fished it back and forth.

While salvaging, she hummed a ditty, "I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode it to the market..."

Beside him, a white-haired disciple of a handyman in the Qi training realm begged bitterly, "Little ancestor, please hold your hand high, this silver thread fish with jade bone is too precious, it is raised here by the master, and I plan to give it to you when it grows bigger." Other Jindan real people made gifts."

"The fry are expensive and difficult to survive. After raising them for so long, only ten fish have survived in total. You have already eaten one, so please hold your hand high and stop fishing!"

Xia Qilan turned a deaf ear, hummed a ditty with an innocent smile, and continued to salvage.

"Wow, I got it!"

Excitedly, Xia Qilan tugged hard, and a small silver fish that looked like a willow leaf was brought out of the water by the net, fluttering in the net.

"Should it be braised in red or steamed..." Looking at the little fish, Xia Qilan licked her lips, drooling uncontrollably.

"Little ancestor, don't eat it anymore, if the head finds out, he will blame him!" The handyman disciple turned pale with fright, and he didn't dare to use force on Xia Qilan.

Xia Qilan's big eyes flickered: "Will the master beat me?"

A voice came from behind: "No."

The handyman disciple quickly knelt down, "Really!"

"Really," the handyman disciple said a little aggrieved, "Junior Sister Lan said she wants to eat silver thread fish with jade bones!"

Master Liu didn't care at all: "Just eat it!"

"But……"

"Get out!"

"Yes, disciple is resigning!" The handyman disciple was aggrieved on the surface, but he was really relieved in his heart.

Zhenren Liu came to take over this matter, no matter what happens in the future, he is not responsible for it.

Zhenren Liu asked Xia Qilan softly, "Xiao Lan, why do you want to eat this jade bone silver thread fish?"

Xia Qilan was not afraid of him at all, she smiled innocently: "Because it's delicious!"

"Oh. Reach out!"

Xia Qilan stretched out a hand ignorantly, and Liu Zhenren held her wrist, inputting mana carefully.

After a while, his eyebrows stretched: "Have you succeeded in building the foundation?"

This is not a question.

"Foundation building top grade!" It seemed to sigh.

The handyman disciples don't know what it's like.

When he first established the foundation, he took many pills, and it took a full six years... and he just barely established the foundation.

And this little ancestor didn't take any pills, and it took only three months to build a top-grade foundation.

Before leaving, he boldly raised his head and glanced at Zhenren Liu, but seeing Liu Zhenren's benevolent brows and kind eyes, with a friendly smile, he sighed in his heart.

It seems that this jade-bone silver thread fish cannot escape the evil hands of the little ancestor.

The jade-bone silver thread fish, which is worth three thousand spirits and used as a precious alchemy material, was spoiled by the little ancestor, but Liu Zhenren, who has always been strict, didn't care at all.

Can you do whatever you want with good talent?The handyman disciple was a little sad and indignant.

But dare not show it.

It can only be turned into a sigh.

……

Xia Qiying swaggered into the kitchen with a sword in his hand, picking things up and down.

Everyone in the kitchen was busy making the young master's birthday cake, but no one paid any attention to him.

Xia Qiying didn't care, she found half a roast duck, took it and left.

As he walked, he hummed a little country slang song in Chudi.

When passing by the pool in front of Chaoshou veranda, suddenly an indistinguishable voice came, "You are quite comfortable."

Xia Qiying's heart trembled, and she lowered her head to look at the pool, only to see a masked face appearing dimly on the surface of the water.

The slightly sarcastic voice seemed to be blurred with ripples, "Young Master Ying, now that you have even learned how to cultivate immortality, you can let go of the enmity between your own parents, right?"

Xia Qiying's eyes became dark.

(End of this chapter)