Murong Bojing knew what the old man was talking about, wasn't it because he broke one of Murong Wei's arms?

"Hmm."

Murong Bojing's face was calm and breezy, his good-looking eyebrows were raised, and his whole body was full of dignity.

"You went too far this time, don't do it again in the future. Two days after my birthday, the third child will definitely complain in front of everyone, and he will lose the face of the Murong family. ”

Master Murong said quietly, the son of the family, the most uneasy is the third child, who has no eyesight.

If the third child had the strength to take charge of the Murong family, Master Murong would not have brought Murong Bojing back to cultivate, and it was all because the son of the family was ignorant!

"If you want to punish me then, punish me."

Murong Bojing didn't care, when he gave Murong Wei a dismount, he had already expected this consequence, and he had nothing to fear.

Master Murong choked, it was true that he was partial to Murong Bojing, who called this kid so talented that he would still be in his eyes?

However, there must be a degree of partiality, and Master Murong will not be unfair in front of the world, so Murong Bojing's punishment must be accepted.

"Okay, I reminded you, don't blame me when the time comes. But it's good to break his arm, you don't have to make trouble all day, and you can recuperate at home. ”

Master Murong has always known Murong Wei's dead nature, and he goes out all day to support women, spends all day drinking, pointing fingers at the company, and meddling.

So now that Murong Wei's right hand is gone, he just took this opportunity to let him stay at home!

In the evening, when the sun sets at the foot of the mountain, the villa is submerged in darkness, and the street lamps surrounding the villa are lit in a neat row.

The view is quiet and beautiful.

The tranquil mountain is suitable for self-cultivation.

Lei Lao took the car arranged by Master Murong and came to the villa, and on the phone, Old Man Murong did not say clearly what he was looking for.

It's impossible to play chess with him on a big night.

Lei Lao couldn't help but guess, is someone sick and asked him to come over and have a look?

"Lei Lao, you're finally here!"

As soon as he got off the car at the door, Lei Lao saw the two grandchildren standing at the door, and he smiled and responded.

"Uncle Ray."

Murong Bojing saluted politely, his expression was a little unnatural, because he thought that the old man wanted the other party to treat him!

"Jing boy, are you so free today?"

Lei Lao is also familiar with Murong Bojing, but he has a lot of opportunities and rarely meets.

"Come and accompany the old man today."

The three of them chatted and walked into the house, where the kitchen was already ready for dinner.

The room was filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and Lei Lao instantly smelled it, it was a soup made of cistanche, parasitic, and mutton together.

It's very nourishing!

"Old Murong, you don't want to make up for it, do you? This medicine is too strong......"

Lei Lao's face was full of disapproval, and he looked at Master Murong's eyes full of disgust.

Murong Bojing pressed his fist to his mouth, the corners of his lips were secretly hooked, and he turned his back on his body.

"Lei Lao, what nonsense are you talking about? My body is tough, I don't need to make up for it, it's my fourth son who needs to make up for it, and his body is not good. ”

The body is not good......

The old man's words echoed in Murong Bojing's mind, and his handsome face instantly turned black, vaguely covering his anger.

"Huh? You say Jing boy?! ”

Lei Lao turned to look at Murong Bojing and saw that his face was ruddy, although he was a little dark, he was definitely not a weak person.

This old Murong is mistaken, right?

"Alas, I'll eat first, I'll talk to you later, I invite you over today, just to help take a look at his body!"

Master Murong gritted his teeth, hated that iron could not become steel, and sat down at the dining table after cleaning his hands.