As Zhang Luo said the child's name unusually intoxicated, the tea that Xiao Li'er had just eaten was squirted out mercilessly.

After a "poof", Xiao Li'er coughed wildly, and she pointed at Zhang Luo while coughing and laughed into tears, making Zhang Luo laugh inexplicably.

"Madam, isn't Miss Chen sick?"

Zhang Luo chatted with his wife very seriously, and Xue Qing hurriedly blocked his mouth when he heard it.

"Husband, be careful when you speak, Li'er has a lot of poison on her body."

Zhang Luo was angry for a while after listening to Xue Qing's words, could he still be afraid of the poison of this poisonous girl?

However, if you are poisoned, it will still be very uncomfortable.

"What is she laughing at?"

Zhang Luo looked at the person who was smiling and leaning back and didn't know what to do, and he was confused.

"Husband, are you sure you want to give the child a girl's name?"

"Of course, a girl should have a gentle name."

"But, it's still a boy!"

Xue Qing had a smile on his face, and he was very satisfied with the name in his heart.

It's still beautiful, his name has a good meaning, and it sounds good to call.

"You say, this is a stinky boy?"

Zhang Luo stood up from the side of the bed and looked at Xue Qing with a smile on his face, gentle as water.

Xue Qing nodded, and found that Zhang Luo seemed to be a little unacceptable.

Everyone looked at Zhang Luo, who suddenly stood up, and saw him pick up the child's swaddling clothes, open the swaddling clothes by dividing them by two, and then sat back on the bed with a little disappointment.

The little guy was suddenly caught, so he struggled involuntarily, and peed on Zhang Luo's body while being stripped naked.

Looking at the meatball-like son in his hand, Zhang Luo was covered in urine and dirty.

"Stinky boy!"

Seeing that Zhang Luomo was stunned, everyone hurriedly rescued the child and rewrapped it and put it next to Xue Qing.

"What's the use of a stinky boy looking so good!"

Everyone listened to Zhang Luo's chatter, and couldn't help but look at the face of the person with a crown of jade.

Everyone secretly slandered themselves, didn't this child grow up like this and follow his father?

Zhang Yi's name was hastily decided like this, because Xue Qing liked it, and Zhang Luo was too lazy to get up again, so even if he had more dissatisfaction, this name followed him all his life.

All Yishan swords knew that the sword master was a little at odds with his son. Everyone watched the two fathers and sons compete and be jealous every day, and felt that life was a lot better.

Perhaps, Zhang's father and son were born to be a pair of enemies.

Xiao is still naturally keen, and as soon as he can speak, he realizes that Zhang Luo is the one who robbed his mother.

He looked at Xue Qing very closely, and he had to pull his mother wherever he went.

At night, he had to hug Xue Qing before he was willing to sleep, even if he was coldly thrown on his small bed every morning when he got up, he would still insist on Xue Qing to sleep.

Zhang Luo knew that the stinky boy wanted to rob Xue Qing with him, and every time he saw the little guy's provocative eyes, he would jump in anger.

Ever since he realized that the stinky boy was against him, Zhang Luo began to calculate how to remove this son.

Originally, he and Xue Qing had planned to wait for Zhang to become an adult, and then rest Xiaoyun Peak and Dianyun Peak.

It's just that Zhang is still fighting with him every day, and he decided to advance Dianyun Peak's rest.

Once Dianyun Peak's residence was completed, he would definitely kick that kid out of Lingxiao Hall as soon as possible.

Zhang is still not very old, and he knows everything at a glance, but he is very persistent in Xue Qing.

Zhang Luo secretly felt that his son was so pestering Xue Qing just to compete with him, so every time the father and son fought, Lingxiao Hall would jump with chickens and dogs.

"Stinky boy, if you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to uncover the tiles."

"Tell you, your mother is your father and mine, don't pester her at every turn. Have the ability to find a daughter-in-law by yourself. ”

Zhang Luo said these words over and over again, and with the passage of time, people seemed to be used to the noisy father and son.

It's just that as he gets older, Zhang still finds that even if he fights again, his mother is still his father's wife.

He felt that it was really boring, so he gave up the childish behavior of arguing with his father.

Since returning to the capital with Xue Qing a few times, Zhang still began to learn from Xue Yulang and became taciturn.

Zhang Yi's sudden change made Zhang Luo and Xue Qing a little overwhelmed.

Xue Qing once thought that it was because Zhang Luo was too fierce and made the child stupid, but Zhang still showed calmness and did not look like he was stupid.

When Zhang was still naughty, Zhang Luo couldn't look down on him, and he became a stuffy gourd, and Zhang Luo couldn't look down on him even more.

The relationship between the two fathers and sons is so tepid, not particularly strong, and not so tense.

Xue Qing felt that this kind of relationship was good, at least Zhang Luo no longer clamored to beat Zhang Yi.

As Zhang still grows up, the Yishan Sword also grows little by little, and the Yishan Sword Sect with a long sword on his back will be courteous wherever he goes.

And Zhang Jianzhu is not only famous, but also has become a generation of grandmasters who develop martial arts.

Many young people with dreams of learning martial arts come to Yishan Sword from thousands of miles away, just to worship under the Confucian ruffian sect and learn authentic swordsmanship.

Every morning, the sound of practicing knives on the mountain sword is particularly pleasant, and those teenagers who are constantly struggling for their dreams are full of energy in the sun.

At the top of the distant mountain, an old man with red hair and red beard smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the top of the mountain and the majestic palace above the clouds.

There is everything he is most proud of.

His most proud son, the most satisfied daughter-in-law, the most concerned Yishan Sword and the most desirable grandson.

Dao Shengshui Mirror looked at Zhang Yinchu, who was looking at Yishan Sword from afar, and was puzzled:

"Everything has settled down, and the troubled sects no longer exist. Aren't you going back? ”

"If you don't go back, they live very peacefully, so I won't bother them. Although those sects are gone, the most important thing in the rivers and lakes is people who do good things. ”

"The rivers and lakes are eventful, but Yishan Jian is not afraid of things. Little Lo Na can afford it. ”

"Naturally, he can afford to do big things. It's just that I'm tired and don't plan to trouble myself and my children. ”

"Okay, listen to you."

The two men said as they walked down the mountain, carrying weight with each step.

"How's that girl doing?"

"That dead girl, no news. She really left me behind. ”

"Can this be blamed on the meteor girl? You old and stubborn temper, what can you do when you go back with her? ”

"Old thing, if it weren't for you, could I leave that paradise and stay in this bloody place?"

"Come on, you just miss this fancy world, don't say that you are more righteous."

"You old thing, you have the ability, don't look for me next time you have something."

The two of them quarreled and walked farther and farther, and the figure reflected by the setting sun stretched very long.

The lonely mountain forest was a little red by the setting sun, like a shy little girl, with her red face lowered.

The story of the Confucian ruffian Zhang Luo and the sick Xue Qing continues, and all kinds of sweet and greasy and sour stories are still being staged on the Yishan Sword.

Xue Qing, who jumped out of the aristocratic circle and resolutely chose freedom and love, was spoiled by that ruffian for a lifetime, and she loved this ruffian unreservedly for a lifetime.