In an old city, there is a mountain villa. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was famous for forging swords, but it left the legacy of the ancestors, but all the people in the mountain villa must not step into the rivers and lakes, can not ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, if not, they will be severely punished by the village rules. As a result, people in the rivers and lakes know very little about it.

This sword-casting mountain villa is called Zhuojian Mountain Villa.

The owner, Zhuo Song, is a kind and generous person, and has a good reputation in the local area. On weekdays, if everyone encounters injustice, they will ask him to adjudicate, just like the local county master.

Although Zhuo Song is so respected, when he mentions his son, he always sighs, shakes his head, and sometimes even looks hideous.

Speaking of his son Zhuo Yifan, that guy is a master who is not afraid of heaven and earth, a typical "bad" teenager. is also because he is the only son of the owner Zhuo Song, he was spoiled by the people around him when he was a child, especially Zhuo Yifan's mother-in-law Mu Xuan.

But Zhuo Song, who came to have a son late, loved his son very much, and had to turn a blind eye to his wife's doting on his son.

"Master, master......"

With a dull sound, an old man ran from the outside of the courtyard to the inner room.

The old man was nearly sixty years old, with a long face and a short neck, the scars of time had covered his face, and his waist was no longer upright in the rickets.

The old man shouted as he ran into the hall. "Master, you must be the master of the old slave. ”

Hearing the voice, a person walked out of the hall, this person is more than fifty, like a dragon and tiger, the face of the hall is open, although it is half a hundred people, but there are not many traces of old age. Looking closely, his face is kind, but there is a bit of the atmosphere of a teacher. This person is the owner of Zhuo Jian Villa, Zhuo Song.

Seeing the old housekeeper who wanted to cry without tears, Zhuo Song frowned and was confused.

Then he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted with concern: "Steward Mei, what's wrong with you?" and bowed down as he spoke, stroking his clothes for the old man. As the owner of a village in Zhuojian Villa, if he can have such a style, others will be in awe when they see it.

Seeing this, Steward Mei's cloudy eyes began to moisten a little, and while wiping the corners of his eyes, he replied hesitantly: "Master, young master, he ......"

Perhaps out of sadness, or perhaps because of emotion, the old man began to sobble without finishing his sentence.

Hearing his words, Zhuo Song began to be a little anxious.

He was not anxious about what happened to his son, but what happened to his son. He knew what his son's nature was.

Seeing the expression of Steward Mei next to him, Zhuo Song was eager and speechless, and suddenly he could only shout with a straight face: "What's wrong with him, is he causing trouble outside again!"

Steward Mei, who was nearly two meters away from Zhuo Song, suddenly heard Zhuo Song's stick, and he was so frightened that he sobbed much quieter.

In his memory, Zhuo Song was rarely angry and was a very gentle person. But once you get angry, it's a bolt from the blue, and few people in Zhuojian Villa dare to face its edge.

"Master, the young master didn't cause trouble outside. It's just him, he'......"

Steward Mei's words began to stumble again, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

The reason why Steward Mei is a little hesitant when he speaks now is because he feels that this matter, if he lets himself say it, it is really a little difficult to speak, not because of the sobbing sound just now, which caused it to be intermittent.

Zhuo Song was already frowning, and even a little sad. Listening to Steward Mei's words, his breathing began to become uneven.

"What's wrong with him, you are talking!" Seeing Steward Mei like this, Zhuo Song was really a little anxious.

Steward Mei saw Zhuo Song's complicated expression, and he understood that when the matter came to this point, even if it was difficult to talk about it, it couldn't help but say it.

"Look, he shaved my eyebrows, so how can I go out to meet people!" As soon as the words came out, Steward Mei began to sobble again.

When Zhuo Song heard this, the expression on his face lightened slightly, and his heart was much more relaxed, thinking that it was good that he didn't cause any big things.

He looked carefully at the butler who had lost his eyebrows, and wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to laugh. After all, the housekeeper has been in the villa for decades, and he has to give him some face, both public and private.

So he held his breath and said with a straight face: "This bastard boy is really too unreasonable." ”

"Wu An, call the young master over to me!" Zhuo Song shouted to the waiter next to him.

"Yes, sir. ”

The waiter dressed as a subordinate on the side, heard Zhuo Song's words, and hurriedly ran towards the inner courtyard.

Cracking sound......

There was a flurry of footsteps, and the waiter ran quickly, and in a few moments, he came to the door of the young master Zhuo Yifan's room.

The waiter stood outside the vermilion door and whispered inside, "Young master, young master, the master told you to come over." ”

After a few soft shouts from the waiter, a slow voice came from the house, "What is the matter with me?"

A young man in white clothes opened the door at this time, lowered his head slightly to the outside, and asked a little casually.

When the waiter heard the young master's words, he replied softly, "I, I don't know. He buried his head lower, for fear that the young master in white would see his face and know the answer.

Seeing the waiter's action, the young man in white rolled his eyes sly, and his hands were clawing with his fingers, making a creaking sound.

"Wu An, you really don't know?" the young man asked. A bad expression suddenly appeared on his face, and even the two thick eyebrows rippled back and forth.

Wu An raised his eyebrows unnaturally, and the moment his eyes rolled up, he spied on the expression of the young man in white, and his face became panicked in an instant.

His face smiled a little stupidly: "Hehe, young master, then don't blame me for saying it!"

The young man shook the bamboo fan and smiled: "Say it quickly!"

"It has been said since ancient times that if you do something bad, you will be discovered sooner or later. Young master, you should know better than me what bad things you have done recently. Hey, hey, hey......"

Wu An came to Zhuo Jian Villa to do miscellaneous labor when he was a child, and followed and took care of the young master when he was seven or eight years old, and his private relationship was like that of a brother, so there was no rank and humility in the strict sense, and there was almost nothing to talk about.

"Sooner or later, you will be caught doing bad things, I know that. So I usually do bad things in the middle of the day. The boy smirked.

"Ah......" Hearing the young man's words, Wu An was also stunned.

"Okay, okay, if I'm not poor with you, just say it quickly. The boy said anxiously.

Seeing the young master's expression at this time, Wu An didn't dare to be poor anymore, after all, he was the master, and he was a servant, so he still needed to take care of the proportions of this. So I can only explain honestly.

"Yes...... It's the old butler's eyebrows. ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he slapped his thigh hard, and said with a displeased face: "Bad dish! This old guy sued me." ”

This young man is the son who made Zhuo Song sigh, shake his head and even have a hideous face, Zhuo Yifan is also.

Zhuo Yifan walked into the courtyard, muttering while wandering, slowly thinking about how to solve the trouble he had caused.

At this moment, a young and beautiful maid slowly walked out of the inner courtyard.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered to himself: "Hehe, there is, now there is salvation!"

Then with a smile on his face, he rushed to the maid.

The maid who came out was suddenly stunned when she saw the young master rushing in a hurry, so she stopped and looked at the young man in white with a blank face.

"Young master, what's going on, you're panicking like this. The maid asked a little puzzled.

Zhuo Yifan ran to the maid's side, pulled her arm coquettishly, and pretended to be very scared and said, "Sister Cui, my good sister, you hurry up and let my mother come to save me, I'm in trouble again." ”

After listening to the words of the young man in white, and seeing his current expression, the maid Xiaocui shook her head helplessly, turned around, and ran towards the lady's room.

"Dad is probably going to beat me again, let my mother come quickly, you won't be able to see me if it's late!" Zhuo Yifan shouted at the maid's back again.

Wu An, who was standing beside him, lowered his head and said, "Young master, hurry up, the master is still waiting for you in front of the hall." If you're late, I'm not going to be able to do it. ”

Zhuo Yifan listened to Wu An's words, and an impatient expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Okay, I said Anzi, when will you also learn to hold chicken feathers as arrows. Let's go, let's go. Wait until I settle this matter and see how I clean you up!"

After speaking, he puffed up his chest, turned around and walked away.

Wu An, who came back to his senses, showed an aggrieved expression at this time, and this time was messy. Whispering at Zhuo Yifan's back, "No, young master, you can't blame me for this matter!"

Then, he chased after him.

In the courtyard, Zhuo Song was pacing around with his hands behind his back. Zhuo Yifan's chest, which had just stood up, suddenly wilted like a frosty eggplant, lowered his head, and tiptoed over.

Zhuo Song kept shaking his head while pacing, and when he saw Zhuo Yifan coming over, he was angry, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Little rabbit, why do you always make trouble." I don't see it for three days, and you start to go to the house again to uncover the tiles!"

Zhuo Yifan half-muttered without smiling, "Dad, I didn't, I've been honest these days." Not...... I didn't cause any trouble. Besides, if you stay honest, you won't necessarily be able to accomplish anything big. ”

After listening to Zhuo Yifan's words just now, Zhuo Song's face suddenly became cloudy, and he looked at Zhuo Yifan angrily.

"What? I didn't cause anything, you give me a good idea. Then, with his back on his back, he exhaled deeply.

Zhuo Yifan's heart was about to reach his throat, he knew his father's methods, if he didn't say a good word, he would annoy his father and invite a whipping.

So he could only pretend to be very serious while tilting his head to calculate.

Then, timidly, he said, "It seems to be ...... I don't think so. ”

Zhuo Song saw that Zhuo Yifan had not repented of his mistake until now, and pointed impatiently at Steward Mei.

shouted loudly: "No, how did Steward Mei get her eyebrows!"

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan ran to the housekeeper with a sigh, his eyes blinking.

"Hey, Uncle Mei, what's wrong with you, didn't you wake up in the morning and shaved your eyebrows as a beard. ”

"Dad, how can this be blamed on the child? You say yes, Steward Mei?" said the naughty Steward Mei and kept squeezing his eyebrows.

Because the owner Zhuo Song was present, Steward Mei didn't say a reason, so he simply stopped squeaking, but showed a dilemma.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan so cynical and oily, Zhuo Song was angry.

"Little rabbit cub, you are still quibbling! Wu An, quickly bring the whip, I don't see that he can use the family method, he doesn't have a long memory. ”

When Zhuo Yifan saw this formation, he estimated that his butt was about to bloom, so he desperately shouted at the throat of the dolphin voice.

"Dad, Dad, I was wrong, I was wrong, you can spare me. "But I'm thinking that it's been so long, why hasn't my mother come yet!

Ignoring Zhuo Yifan's begging for mercy, Zhuo Song greeted him with a leather whip.

At this moment, a lion-like roar came from the backyard.

"Master, stop!"

Zhuo Yifan heard his mother's voice, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and hurriedly cried, took three steps into two steps, and ran to his mother's side.

said in a milky voice: "The child is wrong, I accidentally cut Uncle Mei's eyebrows", and his hands also hugged his mother Mu Xuan's arm from time to time, dangling back and forth. ”

Mu Xuan's love for Zhuo Yifan can be said to be extreme, he is afraid of falling out of his hand, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth, how can he stand him being so coquettish and abrasive.

Mu Xuan walked up to Zhuo Song with an embarrassed expression and said, "Master, Fan'er also knows that he is wrong, so you can spare him." ”

When Zhuo Song heard this, he was angry, "This child has been spoiled by you, he is really a loving mother and a loser, as the owner of Zhuo Jian Villa, he can't even control his son, what face do I have to preside over the affairs of the village, you get out of the way, let me teach him a good lesson!"

When Mu Xuan heard this, he hurriedly blocked Zhuo Song, straightened his waist and stood in front of Zhuo Yifan, and said with a pale face: "Master, if you beat Fan'er, then even I will fight together." ”

Seeing this, Zhuo Song's beard almost jumped up angrily, and said helplessly: "What a loving mother!"

The whip was thrown to the ground, and then brushed away.

Zhuo Song was still a little afraid of his wife Mu Xuan.

Because his wife's maiden family is the Pingyuan dart bureau of the mighty rivers and lakes, his father Mu Liangsheng has followed his grandfather to the rivers and lakes with bodyguards since he was a child.

Mu Xuan has been practicing martial arts with his father since he was a child, and his martial arts are naturally not bad. And the Zhuo Song family is famous for forging swords, but there is no prominent person in the family in terms of martial arts, so when he encounters such a tough Hedong lion's roar, he can only tolerate it.

Mu Xuan took Zhuo Yifan's hand and said, "Fan'er, you should also be sensible, don't make your father angry! ”

Seeing his mother say this, Zhuo Yifan walked up to Steward Mei, saluted respectfully, and then shouted: "Mother, I'm going out to play!"

Zhuo Yifan ran out like the wind, leaving only echoes echoing in the air.

Seeing such a scene, Mu Xuan shook his head helplessly: "Hey, when will this child grow up!"