You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 1289 Father and Son
A Ping looked at Ying Yu, but he didn't feel any fear at the moment, instead he felt intimate.

Then Ying Yu changed the subject. This child has a good nature, but he should be educated if he made a mistake. His mother was able to make trouble because his mother usually had too little homework. Horse step, run plum blossom pile, see if he still has the energy to mess around!

"Ah Ping, I can't make trouble with your mother in the future. Your mother is a weak woman. She is the one who needs you to protect your father together. It's good for you. You just didn't protect your mother for your father, and you made her angry. You say father Should you be punished?"

"It should be punished." A Ping looked at Ying Yu timidly. He thought that his father would not punish him, but he still had to punish him after saying such a thing. It would be better to just give him pleasure.

Ying Yu smiled: "You should be punished, but don't you like to practice martial arts and swords? Now that Dad is back, if you can calm down and practice martial arts with Dad, don't say it's hard, then Dad won't care about you so much." too much."

"If you don't read books well, and Master Wu doesn't practice hard, then don't blame dad for not giving you a good face."

As soon as he said that his father would teach him martial arts, little Aping's eyes lit up, his face was full of surprise and smile, and he went straight forward and shook Ying Yu's little finger.

"Father! You must keep your word. As long as you learn martial arts from Daddy, Ah Ping will not feel bitter at all. Earlier, Uncle Shan said that Ah Ping is very smart and can learn everything very quickly. Don't hide it. , You have to teach me any tricks!"

Ying Yu couldn't help laughing, and squeezed A Ping's fleshy little hand, there was not a single callus in the palm, but it really wasn't a formal martial arts practice, I guess Shishan was just playing with the children.

"There's no way a father would hide anything from his son. Dad will teach you everything you want to learn. If you still don't believe me, dad can hook you up or give you a high-five vow."

A Ping decisively stretched out his small palm toward Ying Yu: "A gentleman."

Ying Yu also reached out to give A Ping a high-five: "Hurry up!"

After clapping his hands, Ah Ping was relieved, and now he dared to pull Ying Yu to act like a baby, supporting Ying Yu's legs with his small hands to sit in Ying Yu's arms. Ying Yu hugged Ah Ping on his lap, touching Touching A Ping's little face and rubbing his little head, I really like it.

"Father, when will we start practicing martial arts? Will we start in a while? Or start after dinner, but my mother told me to read the book after dinner every day, but if Dad teaches me to practice martial arts today, then Don't read anymore?"

Ying Yu smiled, and was very patient with the chattering children, answering A Ping's questions one by one: "Let's start tomorrow morning, I have to go to the palace to eat something later, I don't know when I can return."

"Besides, father has been traveling all the way, and his body is very dirty. He needs to wash and rest well. Ah Ping has heard whether father stinks. Your mother used to always say that I stink."

Ah Ping really leaned over to sniff Ying Yu's lapel, and then frowned in disgust, knowing that he wanted to save face for his father. He didn't say it was too stinky, only a little bit stinky.

The little hand also touched the exposed wound on Ying Yu's neck weakly, feeling extremely worried.

"Father, does your wound hurt? It's bleeding a little bit. Did you take the medicine properly? Mother said, don't cry when you're hurt, and it won't hurt anymore. Daddy, I'll give you a whir."

(End of this chapter)