is young, where do you sigh so much.

Zhang Yu shook his still slightly swollen head, like an embarrassed puppy in the water.

provoked Xiao Ling'er Yinling to laugh, and the movement was loud, disturbing the sleepy Bian.

Seeing Zhang Yu half-sit up, he was surprised and delighted, touched Zhang Yu's hand, touched his forehead again, shh

After a while, Zhang Yu couldn't help but speak, and finally ruined the atmosphere in the room.

He whispered,

"Mother, Yu is hungry."

He pointed to his stomach and rubbed it, looking weak.

The child is like this, how can the mother look down, thinking that Xiao Yu has not eaten a grain of rice for a day, Bian became more and more anxious, got up, didn't care about the messy bun, didn't care about the vicissitudes of life, and stroked Zhang Yu,

"Yu'er will lie down first, and my mother will go and prepare some rice porridge."

Touching Xiao Ling'er's little head again,

"Ling'er, help take care of Xiao Yu here for a while, and come when your aunt goes."

Xiao Ling'er nodded obediently very cooperatively and agreed.

Zhang Yu didn't want her mother to be tired and running around again, so she just told her subordinates about boiling rice porridge and preparing food. But Bian's ran faster than anything else, and he had long since left the house and disappeared.

I had no choice but to smirk at the girl who was smirking in front of the bed.

It's better to find some topics, and if you continue to laugh, you'll be really stupid.

"Xiao Ling'er, why don't you go to practice martial arts today? How can your beautiful lady indulge you so much? ”

Xiao Ling'er snapped her fingers and replied absentmindedly,

"The master said the month before yesterday, there is nothing else to teach Ling'er, Ling'er can already be a teacher, Ling'er is not tall enough, and she can't learn to ride a horse, so the master asked Ling'er to go home and study by herself."

As she spoke, the little girl stood on her tiptoes and tried very hard to make herself look taller.

Speaking of which, Zhang Yu hasn't seen Ling'er's master for a long time, and the last time they met, Xiao Ling'er went by force.

Break your fingers and count, and more than a year has passed.

Lu Bu forgot to hurt his wife's revenge? Zhang Yu once asked tentatively and got a gratitious answer, and then Lu Bu put on a stinky face, and Zhang Yu didn't bother to ask any more.

Retracted her thoughts, and looked at the little girl on the couch standing on tiptoe without giving up, stupid and cute, and her master's grievances and coldness were completely two extremes, so that she didn't have to worry that Xiao Ling'er would become that unstoppable cold appearance.

Zhang Yu greeted the warm sun and smiled warmly.

"Xiao Yuzi slept stupidly? What to laugh at? But mock Ling'er is short? ”

"Don't dare."

"I don't think you have the right to laugh at Ling'er."

Zhang Yu's smile instantly stiffened and became cold, who can say for sure about height?

Licking his lips, scratching his earlobes, and coughing a few times, Zhang Yu didn't have the face to talk anymore, and his mouth was a little dry with shame.

"Xiao Ling'er, can you go and fetch some water for me, Yu is a little thirsty."

Xiao Ling'er threw down a sentence and waited very freely, then jumped to the door, and finally stopped worrying about her feet.

The creaking wooden door rang again, the door opened, and sunlight and shadow poured in, Xiao Ling'er jumped fast, and bumped into the strong man outside the door.

A sense of disobedience and reassurance came from outside the house,

"Ling'er is fine, but what's wrong?"

"Ling'er is fine, but why did Daddy come here?"

What is Lu Bu doing here? Zhang Yu was a little flustered, but thinking that he had been well-behaved recently, and he hadn't bullied Xiao Ling'er much, he was full of confidence and no longer weak-hearted.

Zhang Yu raised his ears and listened carefully to the whispered conversation outside the house, the voice was too small to hear clearly, and he just hoped that Xiao Ling'er would not say bad things.

"It's okay if there's nothing to do, Daddy came here to look for Xiaoyu and ask about something."

As he spoke, he searched the room, glanced around, and found the little kid on the couch who had just recovered from a serious illness.

"That daddy can't bully Xiao Yu, Ling'er will go to fetch water first, and will come back in a while."

"Naturally not."

"That Ling'er went."

And he shouted loudly into the house,

"Xiao Yuzi is waiting, Ling'er will be back soon!"

Looking at the back of his daughter staggering away, Lu Bu smiled like sunshine.

Until the small figure disappeared around the corner, Lu Bu turned back to the house, slowly closing the wooden door, blocking the light from the outside.

A few steps away, all of a sudden, Lu Bu came to Zhang Yu's side, and his smile made Zhang Yu a little panicked after seeing it.

In his busy schedule, the general still remembered Yu, and Yu was really flattered. Ran Yu was really unable to salute, and the general forgave him. ”

"Don't come to this set, when I'm alive and kicking on weekdays, I don't see you give me a salute, lie down."

"The general is looking for Yu today, but there is something important?"

"Nature."

"What?"

"About the fact that you summoned Lu Bu's daughter at will!"

The frightening tone made Zhang Yu slip into the quilt all of a sudden, pull up the quilt, and cover half of his face.

"The general is not angry, Fang Cai is just thirsty, and there is only Xiao Ling'er around, so he went out to fetch water, and there is no intention of calling."

Zhang Yu thought that Xiao Ling'er had made some small report to Lu Bu again.

I don't want Lu Bu to laugh insolently,

"This Zhang Yu is not a little ghost I know, he has just been sick, how can he become so timid."

Laughing with him, Zhang Yu asked Lu Bu again,

"Then General Xunyu, what the hell is going on?"

Lu Bu put his hand on his chest, and the whole person became serious,

"About the Son of Heaven's desire to fight."

Sure enough, Liu Xie would still talk to Lu Bu about it, but I don't know if he would talk to Chen Gong.

Zhang Yu thought about it, but the faint pain in his mind made him unable to think about it, so he asked casually,

"What does the general think?"

Lu Bu replied in the affirmative,

"If you want to level the world, why won't you follow?"

Zhang Yu lifted the quilt covering his face, made himself feel better, and said,

"The Son of Heaven wants to fight, and the general, as a Han general, must do his best, so why don't you prepare quickly, and what are you doing here?"

"But although the world is big, it needs to start from Luoyang, there are yellow turbans in Luoyang, how can the world be determined?"

"The general wants to drive Yu and the Yellow Turban? Leaving Luoyang? ”

"The cloth is not as rigid as Cai Yong, I have trained the Yellow Turban for so many years, and I have a little grasp of the Yellow Turban's character, or I can fight for the Han Dynasty, but in terms of reputation, it is difficult for the Han Army."

"So what?"

"The little ghost gave an order, and the Luoyang Yellow Turban poured out, and what is the same as the Luoyang Han Army, it can determine the world!"

Zhang Yu smiled bitterly, it would be nice if everything was as easy as Lu Bu said.

The yellow scarves here are not Qingzhou yellow turbans, they can't be Qingzhou soldiers, they can't be black mountain yellow scarves, and they can't be Yanzhou soldiers.

They have sworn deeply, and it is difficult to change it, and in the heavy rain the day before yesterday, Zhang Yu had already understood this principle. None of those Qu Shuai have a heart of resignation.

Or in the eyes of Lu Bu and Liu Xie, Zhang Yu can drive the entire Yellow Turban, but in fact, what really drives the Yellow Turban is the stupid and deeply engraved oath.

The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious.