Wait, wait, wait, wait until it was dark and the rain stopped, and the courtyard door was pushed open. Walking into the courtyard was an ordinary man, he didn't have much beard, only a little longer on his lips and chin, tall, generally strong, with a pair of sword eyebrows, from a distance he didn't look like a village man, but like a scholar.

"Ping'er, are the children sleeping?"

Xin'er fell asleep, and Ze'er was still copying the words that Mr. Private School asked her to write. ”

"This kid loves to read, which is most like me. Yao Hongzhen said proudly.

Bai Xiaoping glared at him.

"Come on, as far as the few words you know, it's not as much as our family, I really don't know how embarrassed you are to say it. ”

"Hehe, don't they all say that the blue is out of the blue, but something?"

"Better than blue. ”

"Yes, yes, the key is to teach the lady well. It is also born well. ”

Bai Xiaoping's face was slightly red.

"You're poor-mouthed. Anyway, why did you come back so late today?

"Yes, today those who are soldiers come to our shop to customize a batch of bows and arrows, in the past, only the thick iron arrows of the round arrows were enough, this time there should be angular, and it is also required to add toner and Shoushan crushed crystals to it, Shoushan crushed crystals are added to it, no matter how hard things are, they can also penetrate. ”

"Is there another war?"

"Yes, it's not peaceful, since the defeat of the Zhao family ten years ago, now people's lives are getting more and more difficult day by day, some people just enjoy themselves, like that Zhao Wucai, some people desperately defend, like the commander of the king, just to prevent us from the last Ningguo people from becoming slaves, and we, the little people, can we still do some scattering? I know that I have to do this arrow well, and these kill those monsters quickly enough. ”

Bai Xiaoping looked at the husband who was clenched into fists, her eyes became much softer, Yao Hongzhen was not a rich child, and they were not childhood sweethearts, but it was that simple encounter that made her never forget, and finally chose to spend the rest of her life with him.

Because he is a serious, family-oriented, ambitious man, a good husband, and a good father.

The night is getting deeper, and the cicadas can be heard, Yao Hongzhen walked into his son's room, Yao Ze was lying on the table, saliva was flowing at the corner of his mouth, he tiptoed his son to the bed, and just covered the bed, he heard Yao Ze's voice.

"Dad, you're back. He rubbed his eyes, and his voice was lazy.

Yao Hongzhen sat in front of the bed and took out a puppet from his arms, he was a carpenter, his craftsmanship was exquisite, the characters portrayed were lifelike, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and Yao Ze was six or seven points similar, but he was obviously more mature, his eyes were resolute, and he looked straight into the distance.

"Daddy, is this me?" the child asked in surprise.

"Of course, this is what Ozawa will look like when he grows up. Handsome and dashing hero. Wait. ”

Yao Hongzhen took out a small sword from his arms again, this sword is very strange, it is not wooden, it is made of straw, but the texture is very hard, it should be made of reeds or the like.

He slowly inserted the small sword into the puppet's right hand, and at this time the villain became more majestic and extraordinary.

He explained with some embarrassment, "I originally carved a good sword, but when I came back, I accidentally broke it, so I had to make one for you with grass by the lake, son, you won't blame your father." ”

Yao Ze lowered his head and held his grown self and did not speak.

"Oh, son, it's not good for my father, I'll redo it for you tomorrow, do you think it's okay?" he asked a little nervously.

Suddenly, Yao Ze pounced on Yao Hongzhen. Tears wet shoulders.

"Dad, no, I love it. Thank you Dad. ”

"It's good to like it, it's good to like it. Son, leave it there, I'll see tomorrow, it's time to sleep. ”

"Hmm. ”

The door gradually closed, and there was no hustle and bustle, no one disturbed, all put down the excitement, and quietly looked forward to tomorrow.

Only the puppeteer, with a sword, seemed to be guarding the last island.