In the evening, Long Qingyu had just finished eating, and muttered alone in the room, "It's really hateful, that cabbage will be my shadow in the future, I am annoyed when I think of seeing him for the rest of my life, how could my father arrange such a person to follow me, he is actually thin and white, and looks like a cabbage, if he follows me every day in the future, I am afraid that it will be troublesome, no, I want to go and talk to my father well, or change people, or I don't want any shadow, I am also quite good alone, I can handle it completely." Yes, just do it!"

So, Long Qingyu strode out of the room and walked quickly towards the courtyard where Long Pocheng lived, and even forgot to close the door when he left.

Soon, Long Qingyu came to the courtyard where his father lived, and on the way to come, he had asked the maids, and they all said that his mother was not there, Long Qingyu was a little relieved, if his mother was there, he didn't know how to talk to his father, he always said the wrong thing to his father in front of his mother, which made Long Qingyu have a lot of shadows in his heart, and also broke his mother's heart. But even so, after arriving at his father's yard, Long Qingyu hesitated in the corner outside the door.

"What should I do! What should I really say? Father won't be angry, right? What if my father is angry? Even though my mother is not there, what if my mother is involved?"

Thinking of his father's angry appearance, Long Qingyu subconsciously shrank his neck, but when he thought of Mo Kongjue's proud appearance, Long Qingyu didn't know why, but his brain was hot and he walked directly to his father's room.

When he came to the door, he pushed the door open without knocking on the door to greet him, and Long Qingyu said loudly: "Father, what happened this morning? Is that thin and white cabbage my shadow? Father, this is not good, can you change someone with me? I don't want that cabbage, he is too weak, not as strong as Uncle Mo's little finger." The sound of the door breaking through continued to hit Long Pocheng's auditory nerves.

Looking at his son's big grin, Long Pocheng sat down and said in a deep voice: "Qingyu, how do I usually teach you, didn't your mother and I teach you to knock on the door before entering?"

Hearing this, Long Qingyu stopped in place, but his hands were still on the door. After a pause, Long Qingyu finally reacted, and quickly left the wooden door with his two hands, but he didn't know where to put it, and then lowered his head and said to his father: "Ah? Father, the child knows that he is wrong, the child should knock on the door first and then come in, this is not to blame the mother, the mother has taught me since I was a child, it was the child who forgot, father, I'm sorry." ”

Seeing this, Long Pocheng continued: "Qingyu, you have to remember it next time, I don't know what is going on with you, I always don't remember things for me, if I have time, I want to see what the hell you put in my head every day!"

Seeing that his father was about to be angry, Long Qingyu's slightly lowered head became lower, and the purpose of coming was also scolded by his father, he actually began to slowly turn his body back, ready to take advantage of his father's carelessness to turn around and flee back to his room, as for the hesitant entanglement outside the door before, he must have forgotten it a long time ago.

Long Pocheng, who was sitting there peacefully, realized that his son was scolding him again, and he was helpless, but seeing that he wanted to turn around and escape, Long Pocheng, who had been in a hundred battles on the battlefield, had a nameless anger that gradually rose from the bottom of his heart, so he said loudly: "Where do you want to go?" Qingyu. Didn't you just ask me what I was doing, why don't you ask now?"

Seeing that his father was aware, Long Qingyu hurriedly faced his father and responded: "Eh, father, the child thinks it's not too early now, so it's better not to disturb your rest, so the child should go back and read more books." ”

Seeing that his son even said so badly in a panic, Long Pocheng chuckled lightly and said to his son: "Reading, it turns out that you still like to read, Qingyu, why did I never know that you liked to read." Since you've said this, I'm curious, since you like to read, why don't you want to go to the academy to study, or do you like to read some books that are out of the way, or can you tell me what books you've been reading lately?"

Regardless of his son's forehead, which was already slightly sweating, Long Pocheng immediately put on a straight face, and then said: "Hmph, you stinky boy, what are you going to say to go back and read books, I am afraid that I haven't turned over those books in your room a few times, don't think I don't know." If you liked to read, would you still be like this? Hmph! You can't even make up a panic, why do you think you're so stupid!"

Seeing his father's angry appearance, Long Qingyu cowered and pestle there, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry father, it's all the children who are not good, the children know that they are wrong, the children must go back to read more books in the future, please don't be angry with the children anymore." ”

Seeing Long Qingyu's cowering appearance now, Long Pocheng was even more angry, and asked, "Oh? You said you knew you were wrong, so tell me what was wrong with you?"

Every time he encounters this kind of question, Long Qingyu doesn't know how to answer, and he doesn't know if it's because he didn't read a book to make his father angry, or because he just knocked on the door without politeness to make his father angry. After saying that, he knelt directly on the ground, looking down at the floor, and he didn't know what he was thinking in that flickering gaze.

In the end, it is his own son, Long Pocheng also knows his son's temperament, and he is angry and scolded, and his son is still his own son after all, so he said: "Okay, I won't punish you for my father, you get up, why are you kneeling on the ground, did I let you kneel?"

"Yes, father. Hearing his father's words, Long Qingyu hurriedly got up and stood up.

"Okay, as for other things, I don't want to say more, after all, it's useless to talk more, I remember you just entered the door and shouted the name of the void, presumably you came to ask about the void, Qingyu. ”

I don't know why, when it comes to Mo Kongjue, Long Qingyu's brain will always be hot, and he subconsciously said: "Yes, father, the child feels that he doesn't need the protection of that cabbage at all, one person is enough." Because he's too weak to be of any use!"

Listening to the words that came out of his son's mouth, Long Pocheng's mind instantly exploded, and he roared loudly: "What did you just say here! What do you know! If it weren't for your lack of anger, I wouldn't have bothered to ask the void to protect you, what are you talking about here now? What are you like now?"

As he spoke, Long Pocheng clung to his chair, and the creaking sound from the chair was perhaps the best proof that a volcano was about to erupt.

Looking at the son in front of him, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, Long Pocheng roared: "Are you stinky boy going to be angry with me today?

Seeing his father's angry appearance, Long Qingyu didn't turn around and run away, but was directly stunned there at a loss. At this moment, a gentle and gentle voice entered the room.

"Broken City, don't be so angry, Qingyu is still a child after all, it is inevitable that he will say the wrong thing, don't be too angry. ”

While talking, the beautiful woman walked in quickly, and saw her husband's angry appearance, the beautiful woman hurriedly stepped forward to grab her husband, slowly brought him to the edge of the chair and sat down, and kept rubbing her husband's chest with her other hand to help him smooth his breath, and said in her mouth: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not good to be angry." ”

Seeing that his wife stopped him after coming in, Long Pocheng also knew that his wife was eager to protect his son, so he gradually suppressed his anger and calmed down, but he still said: "Hmph! What is still a child, he has the ability to be a child for me for a lifetime!" After speaking, his eyes no longer looked at his son.

After the beautiful woman entered the door, she didn't pay much attention to her child, let alone say a word to her son, but stood directly beside Long Pocheng and patted him on the back gently.

After a while, seeing that her son was still standing there stupidly, the beautiful woman said to Qingyu: "Qingyu, what are you still doing there, why don't you admit your mistake to your father soon!"

But Long Qingyu kept standing there with his head down and didn't say a word.

, I don't know what kind of bull horns my son is drilling at this time, and he didn't admit his mistake to his father, the beautiful woman had to pat her husband on the back and said to him: "Broken city, you're afraid that Qingyu will be scared, forget it, after all, he is our child, and he knows that Qingyu is wrong when he sees it, I think it's better to forget it, break the city, don't be angry." ”

Seeing that Mrs. said this, Long Pocheng's anger was half gone, he held Mrs. 's hand and said: "Hey, Ami, you are just too kind-hearted, I don't blame you, if you want to blame it, blame this stinky boy for why he doesn't grow up like this, it's really good to anger me to death, when do you say he will grow up." ”

But as he spoke, Long Pocheng's hand felt a little cold, and when he raised his head, he saw that his wife was slowly choking on the side.

"I'm sorry, Ami, I didn't mean what you meant just now, don't take it to heart, I really didn't mean anything else just now. ”

Then he yelled at Long Qingyu: "It's all your fault for this stinky boy, you see, you made your mother cry, and you don't want to admit your mistake to your mother quickly." ”

Seeing that his mother was sad, Long Qingyu's stubbornness just now was gone, and he hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, mother, it's useless for the child, it's sad to make the father and mother sad, the child knows that it's wrong, it's all the child's bad." ”

"Ami, you see that Yu has confessed his mistake to you, don't cry, okay?" As he spoke, Long Pocheng's calloused palm stroked the back of his wife's hand.

Gradually, the beautiful woman also stopped her tears, but she didn't say anything, but continued to gently help Long Pocheng knead the back of her neck.

Seeing that his wife was much better, Long Pocheng was relieved, and looked back at his son, Long Pocheng's heart was very entangled, but his wife was there, and he couldn't scold anymore, so he had to say to his son: "Qingyu, I won't say anything else, just talk to you about the emptiness." As you know, every generation of our Long family will have a shadow to follow, and the void is your shadow, you know. ”

Listening to his father mention Mo Kongjue again, this time Long Qingyu obediently did not interject, still maintaining his previous posture.

Looking at his son's appearance, Long Pocheng continued: "Qingyu, I know everything that happened this morning, but if you lose, you will lose after all, it just so happens that you are now a defeated subordinate of the Void, and you have to learn from him in the future, you know?"

Thinking of this morning's failure, Long Qingyu defended: "No, father, I was this morning because"

Before he could finish listening to his son's words, Long Pocheng interrupted him and said, "What's not, I know you want to say that the void won because of the sneak attack on you." But Qingyu, it's not called a sneak attack, it's just that you don't know how to do it yourself. Well, if you lose, you lose, sometimes no matter what method you use, you can only knock down the opponent, and the one who survives on the battlefield is the winner. Qingyu, do you know?"

Hearing this, Long Qingyu was dissatisfied, and stubbornly said to Long Pocheng: "Father, I think that the warrior should defeat the other party in a dignified manner, so that he can really win, not rely on any sneak attack, that is a trick, that doesn't count." ”

Seeing this, Long Pocheng said impatiently to his son: "Hmph, don't count? If you lose your life, I'll see where you can reason! Okay, don't say it, let's stop here, you better go back to my room and think about it, Qingyu." ”

At this point, knowing that it was useless to say more, Long Qingyu could only leave angrily.

Looking at the back of his son's departure, Long Pocheng said in a low voice: "Qingyu, no matter how much you don't want to see emptiness on the surface, I believe that you have begun to slowly regard him as a competitor, and even begun to slowly accept him, I hope you can really win in the future." ”

On the other hand, a similar plot seems to be happening.

At night, in Mo Kongjue's room, Mo Kongjue sat alone on the bed, his eyes looking at the oil lamp still flickering on the desk, and the flames seemed to be burning everything that happened today. Next to the oil lamp, an old book that had just been opened was lying there quietly, quietly exuding a faint fragrance of ink and a sense of time.

Looking at it, Mo Kongjue, who was sitting on the bed, rubbed the back of his hand that was shocked today, and muttered to himself: "Long Qingyu? ”

Thinking of everything that happened this morning, Mo Kong had to smile bitterly alone.

"If Qingyu is still like this in the future, then I will have trouble in the future. ”

However, at this moment, a familiar voice came in, "Qingyu, can I come in?"

"Yes father. His father's words outside the door interrupted Mo Kong's thoughts.

So Mo Qingyan walked into Mo Kongjue's room, looked at the book on the desk, and said to Mo Kongjue: "Kongjue, I'm reading again." ”

"Well, yes father, I'm tired of watching, sit down and rest for a while. ”

"Oh, yes, hehehe. As he spoke, Mo Kongjue took out a medicine bottle from his waist and handed it to Mo Kongjue.

"Empty, this medicine is good for the wound on your hand, it will be effective soon, remember to wipe it later. ”

Hearing this, Mo Kongjue trembled, and said to his father: "Father, what hand? I don't know what you say again, my hand is very good, it's fine, what are you doing with my medicine." ”

Mo Qingyan laughed when he heard this, and said: "Empty, you don't have to pretend, in fact, you and your Uncle Long both know, you can wipe it first, although it's not a big problem, but there's no need to drag it, isn't it?." ”

It turned out that he had been injured today and had already been noted, Mo Kongjue felt very uncomfortable in his heart, took the medicine bottle in his father's hand, and then said to his father very depressed: "Hey, it turns out that you and Uncle Long both know about it, so if Uncle Long tells Qingyu, then how can I face that guy in the future! I think he still has no intention of dying." ”

"Hmph, it's all to blame for that stupid person, even if the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, even his wrists are so hard, I really don't know what he has eaten every day all these years. ”

Mo Qingyan smiled and said, "Hahaha, empty, I didn't say anything just now, I just wanted to try you, but why are you in a hurry to tell me everything, hahaha." ”

"What!Father!, you actually take my words!" Mo Kongjue exclaimed, not thinking about the fact that his father was just laughing at himself.

"Hahaha, empty, you're still too young. But don't worry, your Uncle Long won't say this to Qingyu. ”

Hearing the turn, Mo Kongjue's originally low mood gradually calmed down, and said, "Father, is what you just said true! Uncle Long really won't say this to Qingyu? It would be great if that was the case, otherwise that stupid big tail wouldn't be up to the sky." This time I have escaped, I will practice harder in the future, next time, next time, every day in the future. After listening to his father's words, Mo Kongjue said in surprise.

Looking at his son's appearance, Mo smiled softly, recalled his past, and then thought in his heart: "Broken City, they are really quite compatible, sometimes when there is competition, no one knows what height the two of them can reach in the end." ”

Looking at his son's excited expression in front of him, Mo Kongjue was very pleased, and said to Mo Kongjue: "Kongjue, look, in fact, Qingyu is not as weak as you think, you remember to protect him well in the future, you know?"

"Okay, father, I know, I'll protect him in the future, as long as he doesn't keep holding me back. Hearing this, Mo Kongfu said.

But I thought in my heart: "I hope that Qingyu will make faster and faster progress in the future, and he can complete the dream that his ancestors wanted to accomplish." ”

"Qingyu is a person worth following, just like breaking the city, I believe you will definitely know in the future, and you will sincerely protect him when the time comes, empty. On the other end, Mo whispered softly.