Today is a sunny day, and the people in the yard are in a good mood.

Early in the morning, Qin'er pushed Uncle Zhong out to bask in the sun and breathe in the fresh air. Uncle Zhong has also woken up, but he still refuses to speak.

If you don't say it, don't say it, Wei Mo thought to himself, probably because he was afraid that he would ask the reason for the matter. Uncle Zhong loves Wei Mo very much, for fear that he will take revenge and provoke anger.

For this, Wei Mo was extremely grateful.

After getting Uncle Zhong, Qin'er hummed a little song and was busy in and out of the yard. It can be said that she supported a family by herself. Dealing with these household chores, it is simply an all-round hand.

Cut Wei Mo's clothes, cooked food for Wei Mo, and accompanied Wei Mo to practice and fight, everything Wei Mo kept in mind.

Although Uncle Zhong didn't speak, Wei Mo knew it in his heart. The amount is small, not a gentleman, no poison, no husband, this revenge is not avenged, and he is not a man.

The improvement of strength brings the establishment of self-confidence, and even rapid expansion. Wei Mo felt that soon, he would be able to do anything in heaven and on earth.

The young man's blood is surging in this cold winter.

He had four medium-sized wooden stacks hanging from him, and had been playing with ironstone in the yard for nearly an hour.

"Young Master Wei Dingyun sends a congratulatory gift!"

Outside the courtyard gate, there was a long exclamation. Wemo was unmoved.

He's used to it these days. Since defeating Lin Yuan in Zongfang that day, he has become famous in the family. Many side branches and even clan children have come to make friends with him.

Everyone didn't dare to put this matter in the open, so they only secretly sent people to give Wei Mo some silver taels, supplements, and even elixirs.

"It's coming!" Qin'er hurriedly agreed, wiped her hands on her apron, and hurried to the door.

Wei Mo was still practicing, watching Qin'er come back with a big bag of things in his hand, he didn't show anything on his face, but he was very proud in his heart.

This is probably the richest and most beautiful time in his fourteen years of life.

Yesterday a cousin brought a packet of fine rouge gouache, and the piano was so beautiful that it was just right for her.

Poor Qin'er, who was born beautiful, but because of her poor family, she never had anything from these daughters' families. Thinking of this, Wei Mo felt guilty.

There are also some good ginseng, and he asked Qin'er to use it to make soup to nourish Uncle Zhong's body. However, Uncle Zhong refused to drink it, as long as he fed it to him, he would be awkward, either shut up and not drink, or spit it all out. In the end, the ginseng soup all fell into Wei Mo's stomach.

Wei Mo knew that this was also Uncle Zhong loving him and was reluctant to drink these treasures. In fact, although ginseng soup is precious, it is the most common tonic in the Wei family. Wei Mo thought, in the future, he will get these things in a steady stream, so what is it?

Among them was a gift, which Wei Mo thought was very strange, because the little guy who gave the gift was different. Later, he remembered that the little guy was serving Wei Tianyang closely, so that person also knew that he was rising?

Wei Tianyang, what if you gave birth to me? You gave birth to me but didn't care about me, and let the clansmen bully me. I want to see how strong your sister-in-law can be in the future, Wei Mo said in his heart.

Qin'er once advised him: "Young master, the patriarch is your father after all, you should be broad-minded." ”

Wei Mo was either silent, or threw a sentence at her: "What about my father, he wants me to recognize him, unless he gives my mother back to me." ”

Qin'er stopped talking.

Thinking of the bright future, Wei Mo became more and more energetic, punching and kicking, sweeping like an iron rod, tiger and tiger.

The wooden stack is indeed effective, every moment, Wei Mo can feel the growth of his muscles and muscles, the strength is constantly accumulating in him, and it is pouring into the martial veins, turning into Xuan Li, and Yidan's new Xuan Li is condensing.

......

There are a few old trees in the backyard, no one can tell their age, about the oldest old man in the family, not as old as they came.

Wei Tianyang and the white-haired old man sat under the tree, playing a game of endgame. He pinched his hand and didn't move, like a clay sculpture, his brows furrowed, thinking about how to put it down.

"What do you want to do so much?" said the old man with a smile, "It's feasible to fall here." Fall here, too. At worst, if you fall somewhere else and be eaten by me, what can you do if you lose this game?"

The old man is Wei Tianyang's father, the last patriarch of the Wei family, Wei Baizhou.

Except for his white hair and slightly messy beard, Wei Baizhou looked nine points similar to Wei Tianyang.

His wise gaze fell on his eldest son, and his eyes were full of love. Even if the son reaches the age of eighty, he is also the meat of his father's heart, and his eyes perfectly interpret this sentence.

Wei Tianyang shook his head: "No matter where it falls, it will definitely be eaten by you within five steps." Even if I lose, I'm going to lose a little better. ”

"That's what you're wrong with, always striving for perfection. In this world, how can there be so many perfections? Imperfection is the majority, and it is normal. Wei Baizhou smiled, stroked his beard with his left hand, and there was only half of that palm.

Finally, Wei Tianyang finished thinking and fell into place. Seven steps, lose.

He exhaled deeply and stretched, and only in the presence of his father could he take off his strong appearance.

"I said, how is the doll doing?" Wei Baizhou said, "I've heard that this child has been booming recently, you need to pay more attention." ”

"Well, I'll see how far he can go. Wei Tianyang said.

"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Wei Baizhou said, "Especially a rising star like him, who is easy to be hated by others." It stands to reason that they are all my grandchildren, and I shouldn't have talked like that. But this child has had a rough fate since he was a child, and you still have to take care of him. ”

"Oh. Wei Tianyang replied lightly.

"Tomorrow I will go into retreat, and when I go out again, it will be the annual trial of the family, and I hope that when the time comes, there will be a surprise. You also have to pay attention to your body and don't overexert yourself. You and Lin'er are what I miss the most. Wei Baizhou said, "By the way, your ......"

"Dad, don't worry about me, I'll take care of myself. After your retreat, I will also go out to find some spiritual grass, which is said to have an effect on my injuries. Wei Tianyang smiled easily.

"Uh-huh. Wei Baizhou nodded, "That's the best, but you still have to arrange the doll's affairs, and you can't throw him at home for too long." In the past, you didn't dare to care for him openly, and you always behaved mean. Actually, I know, you are doing it to the mother of the given sea, afraid that she will be jealous and do something to the doll. I don't know if the doll is small, can I understand this truth. ”

"Let him be. Wei Tianyang said, "I'm going to assign him a little tonic and spirit grass, and go directly from dark to light." ”

A faint white cloud in the sky, lazily floating with the breeze. Wei Tianyang looked up, as if from the clouds, he saw the face that he was thinking about day and night.