I don't want to fight anymore

Chapter 87

In the evening, Yu Zhi bathed the little cub and carried him to bed.He didn't want to sleep, so he had to play a game with Yu Zhi.

Just play, it's family time!

"Mother, you throw the Frisbee out." The little brat handed Yu Zhi his toy.

Yuzhi didn't know why, but he did as he asked.

The frisbee was thrown out, and Yu Zhi deliberately controlled the downward direction and strength, and landed at the end of the bed.

I saw the sitting pup instantly turned into a puppy, on all fours, and crawled very fast.Climb up to the Frisbee, lowered his head and bit with his mouth, then quickly crawled back.

He also proudly shook the Frisbee in his mouth at Yu Zhi, and Yu Zhi took it subconsciously, stunned.

what game is this?Forgive her ignorance, she really doesn't know.After a while, her eldest son became a dog?
"Mother, throw it, throw it again." The little brat urged, "I can go faster this time."

leftovers--
The numb Yuzhi threw the Frisbee out again and again, and the little boy crawled back again and again with his mouth, and his emotions were soaring.

Seeing that he was so happy, Yu Zhi swallowed the words "stop playing".

Just play, just play, the dog is the dog, she doesn't dislike it.Personally, she doesn't dislike it at all.

It's just, cub, let's discuss it. It's okay to learn how to hold things from a dog, but don't learn to tear down a house like a dog, because your mother's heart can't stand it.

That night, the little boy who slept with his belly exposed started talking in his sleep and giggling.Yu Zhi leaned in to hear it, but couldn't quite hear it, but she guessed what it meant: he ran faster than the big dog!

The next day, the little boy ran off to play a game with the big dog, and he was playing a frisbee.The little brat was thrown out, the big dog took it back, and one person and one dog had a lot of fun.

Yu Zhi yawned and went back to the room to catch up on sleep with a blank face.

I had a dream all night, all about dogs.

The sadness of the old mother!
Wen Jiuxiao didn't expect to hear Mr. Yu's name again so soon.He saw the portraits of wanted criminals posted on the wall outside the yamen, and was surprised that this method of painting was so similar to the popular pictures of handsome men in Beijing.

"Master Wen." Zhang Xingshu saw that he was interested in the portrait and walked over.

Wen Jiuxiao asked him, "Whose hand did this painting come from?"

Zhang Xingshu said: "This portrait is from the hand of Xue Shuli. He is the best student in the whole yamen."

Wen Jiuxiao's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "Teacher--"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xingshu answered diligently, "Mr. Yu taught us, we adults have discerning eyes, and we saw at a glance that this type of painting technique is particularly suitable for catching murderers, so we invited Mr. Yu to come to the house. When the Ya taught, there were many people who followed it at the beginning, but only a few people actually learned it. To tell the truth, the lower official also learned it, and I am ashamed—" He smiled embarrassedly.

The reason why Zhang Xingshu told Wen Jiuxiao so much and exposed his shortness was because he learned from his own adults that even though he was young, he was of the same rank as his own adults.He is the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple in Beijing, and he judges cases like a god.

Zhang Xingshu is in charge of the punishment room, and he is in charge of solving cases and investigating matters.He just thought about showing his face more in front of Lord Wen, maybe he could be pointed out a thing or two, what a good thing?

"Mr. Yu? Mr. Yu, who opened the flower shop, is also good at danqing?" Wen Jiuxiao was surprised and guided him without a trace.

Zhang Xingshu is naturally willing to say more, "That's natural, Mr. Yu, that's someone with great ability."

What's wrong with being good at Danqing?Mr. Yu can also fish.In the same place, if someone stays for a day, they may not be able to catch a fish.Mr. Yu returned with a full load in an hour.

Wen Jiuxiao noticed the respect on his face, and couldn't help but sigh, "Such a character makes people yearn!"

"Who said no?" Zhang Xingshu smiled and stopped talking.Talk about Mr. Yu's deeds, but he will not reveal Mr. Yu's personal affairs.

Wen Jiuxiao said again: "Listen to your Master Yuan, Mr. Yu opened a flower shop on East Street?"

Zhang Xingshu then continued: "Indeed, but Mr. Yu doesn't go to the shop very often, all the guys are busy inside."

Wen Jiuxiao nodded and left without asking any more questions.However, I was really curious about Mr. Yu.

Wen Jiuxiao really went to East Street. The flower shop was very easy to find. The door was full of flowers, and it was clear from a distance.

Yuji Flower Shop, Wen Jiuxiao frowned, why are these words so familiar?Yu Zhi's appearance immediately appeared in his mind, yes, like that woman's words.

He took out his purse and compared it carefully, it was indeed similar.

Remain?This Mr. Yu is also surnamed Yu, could it be—
Wen Jiuxiao's heart became eager, and the next moment, he laughed bitterly at himself.

What is he thinking?How could Mr. Yu be that woman?That woman can't even make a purse well, so how could she wear Zhixuesan?She is so soft and delicate, and it is even more impossible to save people under the mouths of wolves and black blind men.

He must be too busy to have such a ridiculous idea.

Glancing at the flowers all over the floor, Wen Jiuxiao thought: At the beginning, they met on such a sunny spring day.

Mr. Yu was not in the shop, a man and two maids were busy there.There was a child squatting on the ground with his back to Wen Jiuxiao. He was shoveling soil into the basin with a small shovel. I heard that this was Mr. Yu's beloved son.

Wen Jiuxiao bought a pot of Chinese roses, and it has already bloomed. Three blooms, bright red, are especially festive.

When Qingfeng saw the third master coming out with a pot of flowers, he was so shocked that his eyes almost fell. Isn't the third master like orchids?
Wen Jiuxiao looked over with cold eyes, Qingfeng suddenly became smart and licked the front of his face, "Third Master, it's better to hold it small."

Wen Jiuxiao gave him the flowers directly.

Ouch, this flower is so fresh, as expected of the flower chosen by the third master, it is beautiful!Qingfeng was happy, so he listened to his master's order: "Go buy two more pots."

Two, two pots?Qingfeng stretched out two fingers, one more pot he can hold, two more pots, he really can't hold wow!
Qingfeng looked at the third master who had walked all the way with his hands behind his back, and felt extremely resentful.He knew that in addition to pitting him, the third master would pit him!
Do you think this will suffocate him?Wouldn't he pay someone to deliver it to his door for two coins?Mr. Qingfeng is smart.

Where did Yu Zhi go?She went into the mountains.

Didn't she promise to make a dragon boat for the little brat?I went into the mountains to choose wood.

After entering the mountain, Xiaolu was even more eager than Yuzhi, and rushed out immediately.The towering trees are like well-trained soldiers, and the branches and leaves are separated to both sides, leaving a passage to welcome the arrival of the remaining branches.

The vines that roamed around came back, and the two small leaves at the end rubbed against Yu Zhi's face affectionately, as if acting like a spoiled child.

Yu Zhi stepped on the vines and rushed up to the treetops for a while, and then swooped down for a while, enjoying the fun, as exciting as surfing.

After playing enough, Yu Zhi chose a fir tree.She likes this tree very much. The trunk is straight, the tree shape is neat, the texture is straight, and it is resistant to corrosion and insects. It is used to make dragon boats without worrying about water soaking.

The vines flew over, and the cedar tree with the thick mouth of the bowl fell down, and the break was as smooth as a knife cut.The vines swished a few times again, and the cedar tree was divided into three sections, bundled together, and hauled by the vines. Oh no, the hauling was along the ground or along the water. At this moment, the three sections of the cedar tree were flying in the air. Still sitting on it.

If someone sees it, they will either exclaim that there is a ghost, or wonder what kind of immortal art this is.

　There are still three chapters, don't worry, but you said before that you should let the remaining branches dry for a while, and then you will be in a hurry.We will meet right away, what about the tickets?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)