"Yellow-mouthed child!" The old man's sharp voice sounded in Mo Yi's ears, and when he saw that his palm was about to touch Mo Wei's cheek, a long-lost feeling burst out from the old man's heart, "Why do you feel that your movements are so slow?" ’

I saw Mo Wei's eyes open instantly, and his mouth seemed to tell the words 'I won', and then he raised his foot and kicked the old one who fell in the air back into the air again, stepped on the ground with both feet, walked solidly, rolled up his sleeves, clenched his right fist and shrank back, and shouted, "Master, I ~ I can't know how to write!" ”

"You two! Stop it! A familiar shout came from the crowd.

"Yan Shuai is here!" I don't know who shouted, Mo Bu frowned, and reluctantly put away his posture and stood up straight, and the old one also fell down and fell heavily to the ground, "Ahem~ stinky boy!" Pick me up too! ”

"Why are you two fighting?" Yan Shuai walked out of the crowd, his face flushed red, and it seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine.

"Sparring! Hehe~ Yan Shuai, after we finished drinking, we learned on a whim! The old man immediately got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and explained before Mo Wei opened his mouth.

"Nonsense! The enemy army is only twenty kilometers away from us, who made you drink excessively? Yan Gui looked around, most of the people were overexcited, and their faces were full of tiredness, "Yan Qing!" Yan Qing! You come out for me! ”

Yan Qing shrugged her head and walked out of the crowd, "Master... Grandfather... Are you looking for me? ”

"I'll let you straighten out your military affairs and simply treat the soldiers, you're actually drunk! If the enemy attacks at this time, we will all be doomed! Whoever comes first will give me thirty sticks! Yan Gui blew his beard and stared, looking really angry, Yan Qing, as the only heir of the Yan family, has not met the standard in Yan Gui's mind, but Yan Gui also understands in his heart that this is not all to blame Yan Qing, his son who has disappeared for more than ten years is Yan Qing's heart disease.

"Yan Shuai! It's all my fault, I heard that there is an extraordinary talent among Commander An's friends, so he provoked trouble first, Young Master Yan, he was happy today, so he drank a few more glasses, and I also promised to take care of military affairs for him, but I and my brothers were greedy for fun, and I forgot about it, if you want to fight, hit me!! "The old man saw that Yan Qing was about to be punished, and understood that Yan Gui was indeed angry, so he immediately knelt down, his old man has always been like this, if he wants to be punished, he will only punish the main thing, if the people under him are reliable, he will naturally think about his own leader, and he will not do it again next time.

"Is it up to you to call the shots this round? Come! Call me! Yan Guiyi pointed at Yan Qing, and immediately walked out of several soldiers, put Yan Qing on the bench and beat him heavily, the stick was windy, whether he was drunk or not, he instantly sobered up, and Yan Qing even the wine in his stomach was urged out with the fall of the military stick.

"Those who watch the night must stay awake! It's okay to drink, don't get drunk, wait until you return to Qiangrong, let you drink enough! Yan Gui watched Yan Qing's ass being beaten to the skin, sighed quietly with a touch of his forehead, and turned around and left after a few words of reprimands to everyone, his heart was holding too many emotions, missing his son, mourning for Hanwen, and obsessed with guarding the country, etc., since the day Hanwen's death news came to his hands, he began to be afraid that he would suddenly leave this world one day, so how to protect these things in his heart.

Yan Qing lay on the bench and blushed, but did not make a snort, until after the beating of the thirty military sticks, he had fainted, his heart was full of self-blame and unwillingness, after seeing that his grandfather could turn Xu Bei's tricks around, his heart was called a happy life, but when a person sat down, the words "incompetent", "stained", and "no achievements" filled his mind, but he didn't expect to drink in a pot, and the more he drank, the more he made, he made a big mistake.

The old one knelt beside Yan Qing and glared at several commanders, who commanded everyone to leave with interest, and the soldiers dispersed, not daring to watch anymore.

"That's... I'm sorry! Mo Wei saw that Yan Qing and Lao Yi's faces were full of tears, thinking that it should be because of himself, he scratched his head and walked forward.

"It's none of your business~" The old one said softly.

"Don't be sad two of you~" Mo Wei soured his face.

"What? Think I'm a loser? Teach people? "The old one is white, and he has a different look.

"It's not~" Mo Wei hurriedly waved his hand, not knowing how to explain, his eyes threw his eyes on Yang Zongsheng and Han Qing on the side, but the two pretended not to see it, and immediately walked to the side to clean up the dishes.

"Go farther, it's none of your business!" The old one gave Yan Qing a haircut, and then picked him up and prepared to leave, "Young Master!" I'll send you back".

"Don't be like this, I didn't want to offend you, I just..."

"You really think that you are unmatched, then you go and tie Xu Bei back to me~" I couldn't get used to Mo Wei's mother-in-law's posture, so I bumped into Mo Wei after casually chattering, and left with Yan Qing on my back.

"Asahi ... Humble... Who is it? Mo Wei scratched his cheek with his index finger, and thought about the name with a wistful expression, "I'll ask the captain later, he may know..."