Youth's Cultivation

"I'm sick and ill. This can't be done. We Tigress can't live a hard life in the future!" The corners of Wang Xiaohu's mouth rose slightly. He picked up Xiaoxuan and went to the uninhabited mountain forest to comb the future brother-in-law's body with dark and yellow Qi!

"Xiaofeng, eat a la carte. Don't just eat meat. Look what you've become fat. Who dares to marry you in the future!"

"I want you to take care of it!"

"Come on, you two quarrel every day. Bruce Lee, you eat more. You eat so much food all day and feed the cat!"

Wang Dahu's family is happy!

。。。

"Wow, wow!" The baby's cry spread so far!

"Oh, you made lin'er cry again!" Li Jing glared at Wang erhu!

"Hey, hey, I'll kiss my daughter. Who knows she'll cry!" Wang erhu said he was also wronged!

"Hum, your stubble doesn't hurt lin'er!" Li Jingbai glanced at Wang erhu.

"You said you liked my stubble best!" The child is handed to Li Jing. Wang erhu holds the mother and daughter in his arms from behind, and the stubble is tied around Li Jing's neck!

"Stay aside. I'm going to feed lin'er!" Li Jing said coyly.

"Hee hee, I'm hungry too, daughter-in-law!"

"Dead!"

...

Wang Xiaohu felt his nose awkwardly and ran to eavesdrop on his brother and sister-in-law * *. He was really a brother!

Sitting on the roof and watching the lights of thousands of homes, Wang Xiaohu felt familiar and strange!

Mid Autumn Festival, this is the day of family reunion, but! Go back by yourself, the happiness with them is short, but the pain and missing are long!

"Hey!"

Wang Xiaohu sighed!

"Creak!"

The door was pushed open. Wang erhu came out with a basin of water. He had just bathed his daughter. Naturally, his father had to do the aftermath work!

Wang Xiaohu looked at the familiar figure of his second brother, but he didn't know whether he should show up!

Wang erhu seemed to feel something. When he looked back, he only saw a wine jar on the roof, and his red wings in the sky far away!

Wang erhu hurriedly put down the wooden basin and jumped onto the roof. The figure had disappeared, and the jar of wine had not been opened!

Familiar appearance, familiar taste!

"Tiger, are you here to have a drink with your second brother? But why not stay? "

Perhaps their world has really been too far apart. Wang Xiaohu just needs to silently watch them safe and don't want to disturb their quiet life!

"Tiger, it's hard in the cultivation world!" Wang erhu sighed, tore open the seal, drank a mouthful of sweet spirit wine, but it was bitter. It seemed that he knew where his brother was. It was not easy, but he couldn't turn back!

Songlin slope, a familiar place, Wang Xiaohu stood in the pine forest, holding a wine jar in his hand, with a bright moon in the sky! Wine into the sad heart, I really can't go back!

At a loss, Wang Xiaohu seemed to feel something. A scroll appeared and shook his hand and flew in the air!

Under the bright moon, a bleak figure, a sword in hand and a toast in one hand!

In the moonlight, the figure seems to be flexible, step out of the picture, drink the wine in the cup, dance to the moon, and the sword shadow is heavy!

"Raise your glass to the moon!"

"Beauty under the moon!"

"Acacia into tears!"

Wang Xiaohu has seen this picture of negative sword looking at the moon more than once, but he has never noticed it before. What does this ordinary sword move contain!

But at the moment, Wang Xiaohu seems to understand. In the past, he didn't feel anything when he looked at the sword dance in the painting, because he didn't understand the artistic conception, Acacia!

Perhaps the person in the picture misses a woman, and he can't help but miss Xueer perilla and his parents and relatives, but Acacia remains the same!

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu finally understood that acacia is also a kind of sword meaning, Acacia sword meaning!

But Wang Xiaohu didn't feel the meaning of a sword again and was excited and happy. On the contrary, he was more and more sad and missing!

"Acacia disaster!"

When the sword comes out, the wine in the altar is exhausted, and the sword will be difficult to harvest!