After the two of them went back, Xiao Ah Ci was held in the courtyard to watch Ah Sheng practice martial arts, and Meng Mingyue was also cheering and applauding on the side.

"You two, are you no class today?"

As soon as Meng Zhiyi appeared, Xiao Aci's gaze looked over.

Meng Zhiyi took him into his arms and kissed his cold little face.

"I left my homework today, it's still early, sister, can we write later?"

"Can it be done today?" Meng Zhiyi asked.

"Yes!"

Meng Mingyue seems to be very talented in reading, and she learns very quickly and well.

Ah Sheng was a little hesitant, because he couldn't write yet, and it was so difficult just to write, let alone complete his schoolwork.

Ah Sheng suddenly stopped, "I don't practice anymore, I'm going back to finish my schoolwork."

"It's okay, if you don't understand, you have to ask more." Meng Zhiyi agreed, it just so happened that Xiao Aci's face was cold, so it was better to go back to the house to play.

Ah Sheng nodded and ran back.

Meng Mingyue followed Meng Zhiyi back to the house, "Sister, when will Xiao Aqi leave?"

"When it heats up, it'll almost be there."

Meng Mingyue pouted, "It's so slow, I want to take Xiao Aqi out to play."

Meng Zhiyi, who was sitting on his knees, seemed to be able to hear his aunt's words, and hurriedly reached over to grab Meng Mingyue's clothes.

Meng Mingyue cooperated to get herself a little closer, so that Xiao Aci could grab her collar.

Who knew that this little guy directly pulled Meng Mingyue's pigtails, and his strength was not small.

Meng Zhiyi also reacted quickly, and took Xiao Aci's hand and broke his fingers away, loosening Meng Mingyue's hair.

"Did you pull your head?" Meng Zhiyi looked at Meng Mingyue who was grinning in distress.

"No, Xiao Aqi doesn't have the strength." Meng Mingyue said.

Meng Zhiyi was not used to the little guy's problem, so he slapped the back of Xiao Aci's hand, "You can't pull your hair next time, and you can't pull your clothes, do you know?"

Xiao Aci looked at Meng Zhiyi with his mouth shut, very aggrieved.

Meng Mingyue hurriedly said, "Sister, I don't hurt, don't be cruel, he didn't mean it."

"You can't get used to him in the future, he has a big temper, and he should be lawless in the future." Meng Zhiyi darkened his face and glared at Xiao Aci.

Xiao Aci was still holding his mouth.

Meng Mingyue saw Meng Zhiyi's black face, so she had no choice but to stick out her tongue at Xiao Aci, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

The mother and son were also strong, and when Lu Nanfeng came back at noon, Xiao Aci didn't look very happy, and Meng Zhiyi didn't give him a good look.

"What's going on?" Lu Nanfeng touched Meng Mingyue's head and looked at Meng Zhiyi.

Meng Mingyue pulled Lu Nanfeng's robe and explained quietly.

"Brother-in-law, Xiao Aci really doesn't hurt, and blame me for putting my head close to Xiao Aci, you can persuade my sister quickly."

Meng Mingyue didn't dare to speak loudly.

"It's okay, it's a lesson."

Lu Nanfeng rubbed Meng Mingyue's head again, "Let's go see what we eat at noon?"

Meng Mingyue: "......."

She suddenly wondered if Xiao Aci was born to her sister and brother-in-law, why were they so fierce to the little guy?

Meng Zhiyi was not angry at Meng Mingyue's hair, but angry at him for being so young, and actually angry with himself.

I lost my temper before, but this time I actually fought with myself.

I have to wait for myself to coax him, that little appearance is aggrieved and arrogant.

Don't look at this little guy is small, he has a lot of eyes and knows everything.

At noon, Meng Zhiyi asked Xiao Aqi to sit aside and watch, and Lu Nanfeng didn't even want to hug him.

Meng Mingyue was eager to try on the side, but she didn't dare to stretch out her hand.

"Yueyue, you try this fish soup, it's delicious

Drink more, don't worry about this little guy, if you dare to fight with me, I won't coax him."

Meng Zhiyi said and scooped a bowl of soup for Meng Mingyue.

Meng Mingyue took a sip, and couldn't help but say, "Sister, Xiao Ah Ci didn't mean it, he just wanted his sister to feel distressed, you can see that his little hands are red."

Lu Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, "Madame hit him?"

"What?" Meng Zhiyi squinted his eyes and glanced at Lu Nanfeng.

Lu Nanfeng sandwiched the ribs for Meng Zhiyi, "Good fight."

Meng Mingyue: "......." Xiao A's resignation is so miserable.

Meng Zhiyi thought that Lu Nanfeng was going to say something, but he didn't expect that he didn't even say a word for his son.

It's even angrier.

And this gas has also been transferred.

Xiao Aci originally looked at Meng Zhiyi aggrieved, but when he heard Lu Nanfeng say this, his little face wrinkled together in an instant, and he cried with a wow.

And this crying continued for a quarter of an hour, no matter how it stopped, and my voice was hoarse.

At first, Meng Zhiyi said that he ignored him, but later found out that this baby was really out of the sky, and there was no rest at all, just howling.

Meng Zhiyi's brain hurt, "Come, mother's hug."

In the last second, he was silently swearing, I will cure your stinky temper today, and the next second, Meng Zhiyi couldn't help it.

This kid's throat is about to burst.

can make Meng Zhiyi feel distressed.

Xiao Aci stretched out his little hand to Meng Zhiyi, and as soon as he took the little guy into his arms, his two little hands tightly hugged Meng Zhiyi's neck.

The soft, fleshy little face was soaked with tears, and rubbed against Meng Zhiyi's cheek, full of grievances.

The small body twitched one by one, and the aggrieved strength had not yet passed.

Meng Zhiyi patted the little guy's back, "If my mother hurts you in vain, you know how to fight against me at such a young age, right?"

"Oh......"

The little guy can't speak, and a simple syllable represents a response to Meng Zhiyi.

Seeing Meng Zhiyi relieved his mouth when he saw the winter solstice, he hurriedly stepped forward to tease Xiao Aci.

"Big lady, the little young master is still young, and he is not sensible, don't you be like him."

Meng Zhiyi: "Although he is small, he is not stupid, you look at how tough he is today, you listen to this voice." Now when I grow up, I will have it."

Winter Solstice covered his mouth and snickered, "I don't know if it's like you or like Shizi."

"It must be like him!"

Winter Solstice laughed.

After making trouble for so long, Xiao Aqi was also tired, and after eating some rice cereal honestly, he fell asleep on Meng Zhiyi's shoulder.

Meng Zhiyi asked him to put him back in the next room, and Xingniang was also distressed, "But the little young master is tired."

"Well, I didn't beat him after all."

Meng Zhiyi looked at the little guy's sleeping face and said with emotion.

The little guy is like a rival, and he hasn't let her get better since he was four months pregnant.

"It's good to wait until you're older, the little young master doesn't understand anything."

If you don't understand anything, you know and she is tough.

Meng Zhiyi silently said this matter in her heart, and when Lu Nanfeng came back in the evening, she was still thinking about it.

Meng Zhiyi took the initiative to ask, "What were you like when you were a child?"

Lu Nanfeng was stunned when asked, "Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"Tell me about it." Meng Zhiyi was very serious.

"When I was a child...... Lu Nanfeng thought for a long time, "I remember when I was a child."

Meng Zhiyi: "......" is annoying.

She was so angry that she kicked Lu Nanfeng, who wanted to get into bed.

Lu Nanfeng kicked her, reached out and grabbed her foot, pinched it, and wrapped it in his palm to warm it.

Turning around and putting her feet in the quilt, Lu Nanfeng found that there was still an angry woman glaring at him.

After thinking about it, he said, "My mother

Very strict with me, you see the few secret guards around me, they were all bought by my mother for me to spar. In terms of martial arts, as long as those secret guards surpass me, I will be punished. In addition to practicing martial arts, I also have to read books and practice the art of war, in short, I am almost always learning, and I have no impression that I have played to my heart's content."

Meng Zhiyi was silent, and for a while he didn't know whether to comfort Lu Nanfeng.

"No wonder you're so powerful now, it turns out that you worked hard when you were a child."

Meng Zhiyi hesitated a lot and said softly.

As if sensing Meng Zhiyi's desire to comfort him, Lu Nanfeng chuckled, "My mother said, boys, you should be stricter. If my grandfather and uncle were still around, they would have taught their children the same. My mother is also both civil and military, and she must have walked the same path as me when she was a child."

When Meng Zhiyi knew that Daning's famous female general was Lu Nanfeng's mother, he knew about his grandfather's family. When her mother became famous, although she did not save Lu Nanfeng's grandfather and uncle, she also reached the peak of her family's glory.

Meng Zhiyi heard the regret in Lu Nanfeng's words, and at this time, he was extremely guilty that he had brought up a topic that was not very beautiful. But about Lu Nanfeng, she always can't help but want to know more.

For example, growing up in such a harsh environment, why is Lu Nanfeng so gentle.

Some words blurted out, "That boy should be strict, if you have a daughter, you will be very spoiled."

Lu Nanfeng approached Meng Zhiyi, and the smile on the corner of his lips flew, "You have to know this when you have it. Would you like to give it a try?"

What, what?

Meng Zhiyi blinked.

Lu Nanfeng leaned in and pecked the corner of her lips lightly, "The Spring Festival is short, madam, let's hurry up, maybe this time next year, you can see if I am more fond of my daughter."

A woman who realized it in hindsight finally reacted.

She pushed into the bed, "No, I'm mad at your son during the day, I want to sleep!"

As soon as Lu Nanfeng stretched out his hand, he fished back the woman who had managed to escape some of them into his arms, kissed the root of her ear, and whispered, "Tomorrow I will train that little thing, dare to be angry with my wife, and I want to spank my fart."

"Lu Nanfeng!" Shameless.

"Yes, ma'am, here I am."

Lu Nanfeng took her hand and stuffed it into her single clothes, her lips went all the way down, biting the thin belt of her clothes, and with a gentle pull, countless spring rays were scattered.

Meng Zhiyi was a little annoyed, a little soft, and a little half-pushed, "Then you, then you let me find some sleep."

"Yes."

The man's deep voice shook her collarbone, causing a splash.