Yuan'er is a head taller than Xiao Yue'er, of course, it is impossible not to beat his younger brother, at first he just blocked it with his hand, but when his chin was hooked by Xiao Yue'er, I saw anger flash in his eyes. I wanted to go up and persuade me, but I hesitated and didn't move, wanting to see how Yuan'er would react.

The next moment, I saw Yuan'er make a move, grabbed Xiao Yue'er's wrist and spun it around me directly, I was slightly surprised. It's not that I'm worried that Yuan'er will hurt Xiao Yue'er, but this coherent technique looks a bit like a grappling technique.

Flashing Shenjian saw Yuan'er pressing Xiao Yue'er to the ground, and asked in his mouth: "To accept or not to accept?" ”

I thought that Xiao Yue'er would definitely be strong even if she didn't cry, but I didn't expect him to shout loudly: "Serve!" "There is a black line on my forehead, is there such a lack of discipline? When Yuan'er heard this, he asked again angrily: "Do you dare to use your fists against me in the future?" Xiao Yue'er replied: "Don't dare." Only then was he let go, and then he got up and pulled his brother's sleeve and asked, "Brother, teach me." ”

Yuan'er pulled away his sleeve and raised his head: "Don't teach." ”

"Teach me, brother." Xiao Yue'er began to drag his brother's arm trickily.

I seriously doubt that the two people who were still fighting just now are them, and this is the way the two brothers get along? At this time, there was no need for me to mediate, but I saw Yuan'er raising his head proudly and saying, "You have short arms and short legs, you are not the material to learn this." And Xiao Yue'er refused to let his brother go, and continued to mess around: "No, brother, teach me quickly." ”

Ah Ping happened to see this scene when he walked in, and after only one glance, he turned his eyes to me and asked, "Have you had dinner?" Actually, the plates and bowls on the table were confiscated, I knew if I had eaten them at a glance, but when he asked, I nodded and asked, "Have you eaten them?" He sat directly next to me, picked up my bowl and chopsticks and ate it, not to mention gobbling it up, I left half a bowl of rice in his stomach three or two times, and then pushed the bowl, "Daughter-in-law, go and serve me another bowl." ”

Without saying anything, I got up and went to serve it to him, and when I turned around, I looked at the two bastards and saw that the situation was different from what I had just done. Yuan'er, who was originally very dragged, immediately pulled Xiao Yue'er to the stove with his eyebrows and eyes after his father entered the door, and taught the grappling technique by analogy, the key is that Xiao Yue'er has learned seriously.

I handed the meal to Ah Ping, sat down and asked, "Did Yuan'er learn boxing and kick kung fu from Yan Qi?" ”

He raised his eyes and glanced at me, "I didn't learn from Xiao Qi." ”

Isn't it with Yan Qi? Could it be with Uncle Mu? It's impossible, Yuan'er has an inexplicable fear of Uncle Mu, and it's unlikely that he will learn from Uncle Mu, unless it is ordered by Ah Ping. But I heard Ah Ping's tone not like this, and I was about to ask who I learned it from, when a thought flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but pause and retract the question into my throat.

probably knows where Yuan'er's fist and foot kung fu came from, and it is very likely that Zhu Gaoxu.

It seems that when I didn't know, Zhu Gaoxu's influence on Yuan'er was very deep, and there was even a kind of subtle imperceptibility into ordinary behavior. Engraving is, and so is the current grappling technique, is there anything else that will be instilled?

If it was the sunny boy Zhu Gaochu before, I wouldn't be worried, but after looking at the wall of the underground secret room, I was a little afraid, I don't know if Zhu Gaochu would infect Yuan'er with his gradually becoming gloomy mood.

The year passed quietly in a gloomy and foggy atmosphere, and the situation on the upper side did not need me to inquire and knew that it was getting more and more nervous, and Ah usually did not return to the dormitory until late at night, and fell asleep.

I saw his weariness and worries, but I couldn't ease them. I can only try not to let the children's affairs disturb him, and try my best to let him come back and have a moment of peace.

Occasionally, when he came back early, he would never mention the affairs of the DPRK and China, and would lean aside to watch my interaction with the two children. I'm not a teacher, but I'm able to teach children something that's new to this era, tell stories they've never heard before, and even hum a lot of songs to them. I don't know if it's the father and son who are connected or what, but Yuan'er and Xiao Yue'er also like me to sing the song "Fairy Tale Town" the most, let me tell the story of Snow White and Little Red Riding Hood in it.

Because Ah Ping already knows my past, he will no longer be afraid to do this in front of him.

Once Ah Ping asked me if there really was a fairy tale town? I said that a fairy tale is a dream constructed by people, whether it is Snow White or Alice, they end up staying in the moment of happiness, and then they don't depict it, so that people can have room for reverie.

But will Cinderella be happy when she marries the prince? In reality, not necessarily, they represent the level of two classes, the gap is not only wealth but also their own cultivation, we can say that Cinderella is kind and beautiful, but there is no guarantee that she must be rich and knowledgeable, because these things are closely related to the environment, we can't ask a girl who is oppressed by her stepmother and is busy with housework all day long can also have the cultivation and knowledge of a princess.

Therefore, the bridges in fairy tales are all deceitful, there may be a story of the prince and Cinderella, but the attraction of the prince may be beauty, but in the end, the run-in between the two people needs to have a common language.

After listening to my analysis, Ah Ping's eyes locked on me thoughtfully, and I smiled and asked him if he thought of me, and he nodded honestly.

That's right, he and I are real-life versions of the Prince and Cinderella. Before I met him, I was an ordinary village girl, because of the environment, I can't talk about being beautiful, my family is poor, and my skin is not good. So Ah Ping didn't like my looks when he married me, I asked him a very common question: What do you like about me? The two have been married for several years, and they have given birth to two children, so it stands to reason that there is no need to think about this kind of problem, but Ah Ping calmed down and thought about it seriously.

After a while, he raised his eyes and said that he hadn't thought carefully about why he was so attracted to me before, only because of fate. Looking back now, it was about the subtle moment when I treated everything, and his eyes gradually turned away from me.

I pursed the corners of my lips and smiled after hearing this, and I could see that the person he liked was not my skin, but the real me in the mainland.

I remember that he once said that he married me because Xu Lan had saved him when he was a child, and then when he came to Ginkgo Village again, he heard the matchmaker mention that I was going to get married, and he was moved. In the past, I thought that his behavior was to repay his kindness, but after learning about his character, I didn't think so anymore. I'm afraid that the original reason is that his deep mind is planning something, but he lost his heart in the slow contact with me. This man has calculated a lot of people, but I didn't expect to calculate him himself, and I didn't bother to break it.

I can be sure that if I don't have my own cultivation there, I will simply be an illiterate village girl who has never seen the outside world, and I will not be able to go far with him. Sometimes love is like a glass of wine, the more you drink, the more you get drunk, but the more mellow and fragrant it will attract people to miss forever.

When he heard this, he really ordered the people under him to bring wine, and took out his jade light cup, and drank osmanthus brewing, which was still brewed by himself. With the experience, his home-brewed wine has become very pure, but it is full of stamina, and I feel dizzy when I see the bottom of the pot. Looking at Ah Ping again, he is also drunk and confused, and he will be dazzling when he holds a wine glass.

Later, I got up and helped him up to bed, but the footsteps were very vain, and I finally came to the bed and fell on it together. Then no one moved, just fell asleep on his head, and woke up at night with a dry mouth, and it was pitch black in front of him, and he thought slowly that it was not dawn.

I was so thirsty when I was drunk, I was about to get up but suddenly remembered that when I was drunk before, both of them fell crooked in front of the bed, when did I sleep in the right position and sleep inside? Turning his head sideways to look at Ah Ping's position, he was suddenly stunned.

"Ah Ping?" Suspecting that he had seen it wrong, a figure could be faintly discerned sitting there in the darkness.

But he heard the silence respond, and it was really him sitting on the bed. But what is he doing sitting there without sleeping so late at night? Drunk and still not awake? I also sat up and approached him and asked, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

He was silent for a moment before he replied, "Not sleepy." ”

I frowned, "Then why are you sitting here?" After a long time, I didn't hear him speak, and just as I was about to ask again, I suddenly heard him whisper: "How long?" I was stunned and didn't react: "What? ”

He said: "The southern army is losing and retreating, and the people in the court and even the entire capital are panicking, and today there are even Wenchen who proposed to me to move the capital, asking me to be the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty to abandon the city and flee. These many civil servants are the leaders and the way to admonish me one by one on weekdays, and a set of rules and etiquette are all impractical policies; When the time came to employ people, they pushed left and right, and none of them could give me useful words. ”

I was silent, and my heart sank in the silence, Ah Ping should not have woken up yet, otherwise he would not have used the self-title "I" to me. He has always been deliberately particular about this, also in order not to let the distance between the two be widened. It's not important, the important thing is that he told me about this situation, knowing that this will be an inevitable state, but from Ah Ping's mouth, his heart is still blocked.