In the past few days, there has been a deep circle of black and purple next to his silent eyes, his face is haggard, and his body has lost a lot of weight, he has to worry about Zhang Lian's funeral and take care of Zhao'er.

Zhao'er is small, white and tender, often crying, crying for a long time, the voice is like a cat is gently calling, out of breath, Wuyin is very distressed, has been holding Zhao'er to comfort and want Zhao'er to stop crying, finally calmed down and not crying, put Zhao'er into the cradle, and immediately cried again, there is no way to make a noise, he wanted to go to the maid to take care of it, but Zhao'er only silently hugged and did not cry, and the others hugged all the time crying, no way, Wuyin had to take care of it personally.

Wuyin is really helpless, obviously they are all babies, Ah Xue didn't cry much when she was a child, Zhao'er cried non-stop, alas, every child is different, he also knows, Zhao'er is really more distressing than Ah Xue, much smaller than Ah Xue, her little face is red from crying, and her voice is sometimes small like a newborn kitten.

"Be good, Zhao'er, Daddy is by your side, don't cry or cry." Every time there is no sound, I have to use a soft voice to soothe, and from time to time I have to wipe Zhao'er's little face with a soft cloth dipped in some warm water, otherwise after the tears dry, my face will be tense and uncomfortable (╯_╰).

Since the child was born, Wuyin has given the child a pulse, the child's bones are very good, but the body is weak, and if you need to take care of it, it will make Wuyin even more worried.

finally pulled Zhao'er to the age of one, and he wanted to catch Zhou at the age of one, Wuyin still attached great importance to this matter, he prepared a lot of items, including books, abacus, and wooden swords

After the silent recuperation, Zhao'er was raised quite well, although it is still not as good as Ximen blowing snow, but at least it will not get sick at every turn, on his first birthday, Zhao'er Tuanzi wore the big red clothes prepared for him by Wuyin, with a small tugling on his head, round cat's eyes dripping and turning, and pink lips pursed.

Wuyin pointed to those things and asked, "Zhao'er, come, Daddy will take you to pick your favorite." ”

When it came to writing, Zhao'er grabbed it and blinked silently: "Not bad, not bad (^_^), books are the ocean of knowledge." ”

When he arrived in front of the abacus again, Zhao'er didn't even look at it, Wuyin shook his head and hugged Zhao'er to other things, Zhao'er grabbed a sleeve arrow again, and Wuyin was embarrassed: "Zhao'er, are you going to be a Tangmen." ”

Coming to the front of the wooden sword, Zhao'er's reaction became bigger, not like the obedient before, but moving in the silent arms, and the small hand reached the wooden sword.

==, Zhao'er, do you like swords so much?

Wuyin had the idea of teasing, he held Zhao'er in one hand, and picked up the wooden sword away from Zhao'er with the other: "Don't give it." ”

Zhao'er's brows furrowed, and she insisted on reaching the wooden sword, muttering, "Let's go, let's go." ”

"It seems that I really like swords, just like your brother, why do my three sons like swords so much, if there is a chance, your brothers can be with us, how spectacular is it for the whole family to go out with swords, alas? No, a small yellow chicken was mixed in with a flock of sheep, twittering. ”

Zhao'er's eyes were clear, and she looked innocently at Wuyin with her fingers in her mouth, as if to say, Dad, what are you talking about, I don't understand.

"Tsk, tsk." Zhao'er learned what Wuyin had just said.

Silent helplessly held his forehead: "Good son, don't chatter, come, call Dad." ”

Zhao'er shouted indistinctly: "Ba, ba, ba." ”

Wuyin began to correct: "It's not Baba, it's Dad, come, read with me, Dad." ”

"Ba, baa." Zhao'er still went her own way, and Wuyin was defeated.

After his first birthday, Zhao'er was no longer satisfied with crawling, and he was about to use his little short legs to take crooked steps, but he snapped and fell before he could take a good step, and when he felt pain, he cried out, and shook his head silently: "I'll drop a little ancestor, let you be unbehaved." ”

Zhao'er pouted aggrievedly, and her watery round cat eyes looked silent: "Hiccup, poop." ”

Wuyin sighed, and when he saw this, his heart melted and he directly hugged Zhao'er in his arms: "Don't cry, don't cry." ”

Meow Meow said at an inopportune time: "Congratulations to Xiao Yinzi for achieving the achievement: Super Daddy." ”

Oh, super daddy, you're daddy.

When I went to bed at night, Zhao'er next to Wuyin slept very soundly (~『~)~zZ, Wuyin was thinking that it was time for Zhao'er to learn to walk, so he could help Zhao'er walk by himself, and then let him walk by himself against the wall, and finally walk independently.

After that, every day, when Zhao'er walked, Wuyin helped Zhao'er behind him and let him walk slowly, every day, slowly silent, let Zhao'er hold on to the wall and walk slowly, sometimes Zhao'er accidentally fell, and sat on the ground and refused to get up and continue walking.

Silently said softly and stretched out his arms: "Zhao'er, keep walking, come to Daddy." ”

Zhao'er just refused to leave, and cried on the ground, Wuyin knew that Zhao'er wanted him to help him, but no, if he helped him this time, he would develop dependence and refuse to go by himself, even if he cried so badly, Wuyin also decided to be strict and not soft-hearted.

"Zhao'er, don't cry, stand up and go to Daddy."

Zhao'er still kept crying, and her face was silent: "Zhao'er, if you don't come again, your father will leave, you can cry yourself." ”

For a long time, Zhao'er still lay on the ground and refused to get up, silently stood up and turned around and left, Zhao'er cried even more fiercely when he saw that Baba was really gone, and found that Baba had not come back after a while, he cried and shouted: "Baba, Baba." ”

Wuyin endured not to go in outside the door and listened to Zhao'er's heart-rending screams, but he couldn't go in, he couldn't be soft-hearted.

Zhao'er found that Baba still hadn't come back, sobbed and got up from the ground, stumbled against the wall and shouted, "Baba, Baba." ”

Wuyin finally walked in the door, and Zhao'er saw that Baba had finally returned, her little face was wrinkled and she didn't leave, and she shouted, "Baba." ”

Wuyin didn't go over to hug him, Zhao'er saw that Baba still didn't come, so he continued to hold on to the wall and walked to Wuyin's side, and his little arms were opened: "Baba, Baba." ”

"Zhao'er, don't do this next time." Wuyin exhaled and smiled and hugged Zhao'er, Zhao'er buried her head in Wuyin's arms, and her little hands tightly grasped his clothes.

Zhao'er's little face was wrinkled and wrinkled from crying, and he silently got warm water to wipe him gently, and nodded his little nose: "Look at your crying next time, little crying bag." ”

Zhao'er was still ignorant, and he squeaked and laughed without understanding what it meant, he just felt that his father was very happy to play with him.

After a while, Xiao Zhao'er can already walk by herself, without the help of walls and other things, after walking, Xiao Zhao'er's destructive power has become greater, every day will be scared silent, once, Wuyin is cooking, Xiao Zhao'er stumbled to Wuyin's side, accidentally touched the table, the plate on the table was silent, a little unstable, the table was hit, the plate shook and fell, I wanted to see it and hit Zhao'er, Wuyin was so frightened that he immediately went over and pulled Zhao'er away, and the plate fell to the ground and was all broken.

Zhao'er also smiled and pulled Wuyin: "Baba." ”

Wuyin looked at the broken plate, his face was bruised, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, Zhao'er would have been smashed by the plate, but the baby who had no sense of crisis at all was pulling his father's hair and shouting: "Hungry, hungry." ”

Silent sighed and touched Zhao'er's head: "Zhao'er, you stay here and don't move." ”

Zhao'er seemed to understand and stood there obediently, Wuyin immediately cleaned up the debris on the ground, and after sweeping, he soaked Zhao'er with a cup of milk, and when the temperature was almost there, he stuffed the bottle into Zhao'er's mouth, the bottle was not heavy, Zhao'er could hold himself and drink, Wuyin continued to make food, thinking that the child was so old, he could eat something else besides drinking milk, and specially steamed egg custard for Zhao'er.

When eating, Wuyin wanted to eat slowly, but Zhao'er insisted on coming up, so Wuyin had to hold him in his arms and sit on his lap, Zhao'er's eyes stared at the dishes on the table: "Eat, eat." "Reach out and take the dish on your plate.

Wuyin said: "You can't eat this, be good, don't move, wait for Daddy to feed you egg custard." ”

As he spoke, he gently took Zhao'er's flesh hand to Zhao'er's side.

After a while, Zhao'er's little hand was about to move again, and Wuyin immediately finished the meal, tears flowed in my heart, I just wanted to have a good meal.

The egg custard had just been steamed out and it was very hot, Wuyin scooped a small piece with a small soup spoon, a very small piece, almost as big as a fingernail, handed it to his mouth and blew it and fed it to Zhao'er, Zhao'er ate it with novelty, and raised his hand after eating: "Baba, want." ”

"Okay." Wuyin continued to feed Zhao'er, and Wuyin was also very happy to see him eating happily, thinking about continuing to make different tricks for Zhao'er.

After eating a small part, Zhao'er was full, so he didn't feed him without a sound, and ate the rest himself, Zhao'er was unhappy, Baba, how can you eat my rice.

Zhao'er's little face pulled and shouted unhappily: "Yes." ”

Wuyin's face changed, not good (╯_╰), and immediately appeased Zhao'er, the child's face is really a June day, it will change when it is said, I was not happy just now, and now after being appeased, I smiled brighter than the sun outside.

Zhao'er was also tired, and fell asleep in Wuyin's arms, Wuyin sighed, why didn't he feel so tired when he took care of Ah Xue before, Zhao'er.

Wuyin entered the room and carefully put Zhao'er on the bed, covered the quilt, leaned down and gently nodded on Zhao'er's forehead: "Good dream." ”

Zhao'er fell asleep with a little arm, and her calves were randomly arranged into a crooked big zigzag, and she looked at it silently and covered Zhao'er with the quilt again, and then came to the courtyard to practice martial arts.

For swordsmanship, Wuyin is willing, and it is not difficult to practice too void sword intent, he is quite familiar with this heart and swordsmanship, and he has learned a lot when he taught Ximen to blow snow before, and now he wields his snow sword and feels completely different from when he taught Ximen before, at that time he was teaching ordinary moves, and he felt the same with a sword or a flute, but now, his heart was touched, holding this sword, every time he stabbed out a sword, he felt that the weapon in his hand was irreplaceable, and it was integrated with himself, Just like when he used his sword in order to solve Ye Gucheng, the heart sword at that time felt that someone else was controlling him, although he was also a little touched, but he couldn't choose it as deeply as now.

Silent eyes flickered, it turned out that this was the sword, it was a wonderful feeling, he understood why Ah Xue was so obsessed with the sword.

He once asked Ximen to blow the snow to find his sword intent, but at this time, he also had no sword intent in vain, where is his sword intent.