There was a deep knock on the door, which alarmed the young man in the house.

Sima Lang's head peeked out of the quilt, and his voice was a little hoarse:

"What's up?"

When Sima Fang heard this, his cheeks bulged, and he hurriedly held back his laughter, with a calm face:

"It's me!"

Sima Lang was stunned, Emma, didn't I ask the housekeeper uncle to confess, why did I come in person.

"Father, I've already fallen asleep, and if I don't have anything important, I'll go to say hello tomorrow morning."

Sima Fang's family style is cautious and strict, especially for his son, Sima Lang is very afraid of Sima Fang.

So as soon as I heard that my father was coming, my own affairs must have been exposed.

"Damn Uncle Fang Quan, what about the secrecy you said?

Sure enough, it's a brother who grew up in pants, alas, swollen, what's the matter? ”

When Sima Fang heard Sima Lang's words, he smiled slightly but quickly hid it, his eyes were cold:

"I want to speak."

"Oh, oh, father, wait a moment or two."

Sima Lang sighed in his heart, but he didn't dare to refute, so he had to agree.

Long.

'Squeak'

The door opened from the inside, and a dark figure stood in front of Sima Fang.

Sima Fang glared, it was dark and sloppy, what about the lamp?

Sima Lang hid in the darkness and bowed forward:

"What advice does the father have, let people tell him that the child will go, how dare he work, the father himself comes, the child is afraid."

Sima Fang's cheeks twitched slightly, okay, boy, I will play with Lao Tzu, amazing, amazing.

"Well, I've got something to look for you, so you can light the lamp."

Sima Lang's body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly said:

"If the father has something to command, the child will do it immediately."

When Sima Fang heard his voice with a crying tone, his heart ached, and his tone was cold:

"I'll let you light the lamp."

"Uh-uh, the child is sleepy and a little chaotic, and I hope that my father will atone for my sins."

Sima Lang was frightened and hurriedly explained.

Sima Fang was both angry and a little distressed in his heart, but in order to cultivate the child, he could only put away some thoughts.

"Do you want to say it a third time?"

Sima Lang secretly complained, he had finished talking about everything, as for being so serious, he had to come in and say it. Alas, I can't afford to mess with it......

Sima Lang had no choice but to slowly retreat inside and go to light the lamp.

Sima Fang stood at the door, staring at Sima Lang's blurred back, and did not speak.

'Poof'

The room was lit up.

'Poof'

The light went out instantly.

"Uh-uh, father's forgiveness, the fire is running out, why don't you tell me about it."

Sima Lang's voice came from inside, full of chagrin.

Sima Fang grinned silently, and nodded secretly, Okay, I will deceive Lao Tzu, and I am good at it.

"It's okay, I have a lantern in my hand. I just came in. ”

As he spoke, Sima Fang stretched his arm in, then pushed his foot, crossed the threshold, and walked in.

Sima Lang was frightened, his liver 'fluttered', and he jumped up violently, his face changed greatly, and his eyes turned quickly.

'Puff'

Sima Lang knelt down and leaned down.

Sima Fang looked at the kneeling back, a little stunned, am I so terrible, why don't I know.

Putting the lantern on a stand, there was some light in the room, hazy.

Sima Fang came to the main seat, knelt down, and straightened his body. The complexion is calm.

Sima Lang returned to the front, couldn't see his face, and said seriously:

"Meet Father!"

Sima Fang smiled slightly:

"Alright, get up!"

When Sima Lang heard this, he couldn't get up after being killed, and bowed to the ground again:

"The child wants his father to come by himself, and he is guilty and does not dare to get up, and he hopes that his father will forgive him."

Sima Fang's cheeks twitched, it seems that there is also a disadvantage in letting you go to Zhang Nan to study, and your skin is getting thicker and thicker.

"Now there are no outsiders, and father and son don't have to be so restrained when talking about each other, just relax."

"Thank you for your generosity, you always have something to say, and the child listens."

Sima Lang didn't want to raise his head, so he hurriedly replied, his father was too sluggish, and he was afraid of a slight mistake in the family law.

Sima Fang looked at his ten-year-old son, and suddenly became interested, sample, Lao Tzu didn't say what to do, see who can't stand it, hum!

"Anyway, you, my father and son have been here for three months, can you get used to it?"

Sima Lang's little face was facing downward, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the corners of his mouth could clearly pull to both sides.

Sima Fang saw it clearly, his heart moved, remembering that when this kid was a child, he was very naughty and mischievous, and he was angry that he wanted to beat him all day long, but he was reluctant until he was six years old.

"Father, the child is used to coming here.

My father often said, 'Live in a different place, learn perseverance', and the child dare not forget. ”

Sima Fang nodded and continued to ask:

"Can you grow in knowledge?"

"Thanks to the elders' generous teaching, it is quite a bit rewarding."

"Oh, so let's hear it?"

Sima Lang hung his head and fell to the ground, why are you here at night, I will report these words to you almost every day, as for it.

In fact, there is a little speculation in my heart that my uncle Sima Jian must have leaked something, and his father was angry and came to ask for the guilt.

"Alas, Uncle Sima Jian, you should be called Uncle Cheap, is there a person like you who has one set in front and one behind the other, isn't this playing with me, I might as well admit my mistake and accept the punishment."

Why am I so wronged? ”

Sima Lang has to be too good at playing with these adults, too good at pit children.

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The eyes of the officials are bright, in fact, at the beginning of the front, you know that this Sima Lang is the little guard who was beaten twice by Liu Bei.

When he came here, he was already smart and wise, and Sima Fang was busy with official business when he first came here, so he couldn't teach him with all his might, so he sent him to Zhang Nan, and he said: Learn to deal with some simple official business.

On the one hand, I took this opportunity to get closer to Zhang Nan, look, my children are all put here with you, and I am not hostile to you.

On the other hand, learn a little bit about the things in the army and get a little bit of knowledge.

"You're just asking Lao Tzu to watch the kids for you."

Zhang Nan scolded angrily.

"Yes, but I won't admit it, what can you do?"

Sima Fang categorically denied that there was no such thing.

"I was hungry, so I ran out to find food, and when I came back, Zhang Nan arranged to lead Liu Bei to see a doctor.

But he didn't know Liu Bei's heels, and by mistake, he was hammered by Liu Bei, and he was hammered twice in succession.

I ran home by myself, and I didn't dare to see my father, so I asked Sima Jian to help me talk about it, and said that I was a little tired from practicing running today, so I went to bed first.

Sima Jian patted his chest, wooden question.

But in a blink of an eye, Sima Jian sold himself, and bought it cleanly and thoroughly. ”

At this moment, Sima Lang had completely trusted his own judgment, and his father must have come to ask for the guilt.

'If you fight by yourself, as long as you take advantage of it, whether you win or lose, your father will not care.

But not only did he lose the fight, but his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he hid in the quilt and cried and his nose was blocked by his father, which was a sign of cowardice, and he was in trouble. ’

Thinking of this, Sima Lang knew that he couldn't hide, his body bowed to the ground, and his tone was miserable:

"Father, the child has."

Sima Fang pretended to be puzzled:

"Why do I say that?"

Sima Lang's little face twitched, and tears fell:

"Dad, why are you still playing, I was almost beaten to death."

Little Doodoo Lagua:

Sapped rolling and begging for recommendations, monthly passes, rewards, all kinds of begging, the bosses pity me for this little street......