"How many times have you said this?" Ning Yuexiu frowned slightly, and looked at Xie Ning a little helplessly: "The death wheel is completely different from the no yuan wheel, I told you, you came again?"

As she spoke, Ning Yue's pretty face suddenly raised a strange smile, looked at her husband and said, "I think, you still say that it's good to be a book, I like to listen to it tightly." ”

Xie Ning and his wife were used to this, and they were happy at the moment: "For the husband, I will tell a story about Sun Wukong vs. Murong Fu." ”

"Hey, Dad, didn't Murong Fu fight Xiao Feng, Sun Wukong seems to be in Journey to the West. Without waiting for Ning Yue to answer, Xie Qingyun's voice came from the small courtyard.

"Qingyun, when did you come back?" As soon as he heard his son's voice, Xie Ning was surprised, got up immediately, and ran out.

Although Ning Yue didn't speak, there was a smile between her eyebrows.

"Not long after I came back, the master returned to the school, and I just went to Aunt Liu's house. ”

"Go back to the house to take care of your mother, I'll go out to buy some wine and food and come back, you haven't eaten anything for the New Year. After saying hello to Xie Qingyun, Xie Ning happily walked outside the courtyard: "Lady's wife, I'll be back in a while, you and your son have a good chat." ”

A person in his thirties is still like a child, Ning Yue shook her head and smiled, she likes her husband like this, no matter how bitter it is, her husband always smiles like this, and even her son, like her husband, loves to laugh.

The days are already very hard, if you are sad all day long, Ning Yue feels that it is not good.

As for the husband who often comes up with some new words, such as the messy calls of his wife and mother-in-law, Ning Yue is not surprised, but thinks it is quite interesting.

"Great, Dad. But I'm in Hengshou Town, and I've eaten with Shiniang, so I don't need to buy too much. Xie Qingyun knows that his family doesn't have much money, and every year from the cold autumn to the early spring, his father has to take care of his mother at home, and he has no time to help and tell stories.

In the days of the Chinese New Year, everyone in the town pooled copper coins to set up a school of wine and food, and they didn't take out a lot of their own homes.

It's the tenth year of junior high school, and the little boy doesn't want his father to spend any more money, but he knows his father's temperament, and he must want the family to have a New Year's dinner, which is lively, so he didn't stop it.

"I know, I'll be back in a minute. Shainin had already left the courtyard as he spoke.

"Mother, I'm back. Seeing his father leave, Xie Qingyun ran back to the house with a smoke, touched the side of the bucket, felt that the water temperature was okay, and it was not heated, so he took out the warmer pot from his arms with a smile, put it in front of his mother's eyes and said: "Mother, this is my New Year's gift to you, in spring and summer, if the weather is a little cold, it will not be a hot bucket, just take this warm charcoal fire and take it with you." ”

Ning Yue was very happy, and nodded with a smile: "Good, good, Qingyun bought the New Year's gift, my mother likes it." Then he said: "Your father said a lot of things about you in the scholastic, and my mother can't listen to it, and I want to hear you ......."

"Okay......" The mother wanted to listen, how could the little boy not want to, and immediately began to talk from beginning to end.

Naturally, some things that are inconvenient to talk about are not mentioned. Some of them can't be said, and some of them are too complicated, and I'm afraid that my father and mother will worry about them.

Halfway through speaking, his father bought wine and food and came back, cooking a big thing, Xie Qingyun took it seriously, but Ning Yue said that he wanted to listen to his son's story, and drove Xie Ning to cook.

Xie Ning and Xie Qingyun both knew that Ning Yue wanted to see her son more, so naturally she would not object. However, Xie Ning's temperament is more lively than Xie Qingyun, and he has to shout when he enters the kitchen: "What, don't blame me for being unpalatable for a while." ”

The mother and son both ignored him and continued to listen and talk one another.

Soon the wine and food were ready, so Xie Ning also interjected, Xie Qingyun said not excitingly, he had to make up a few words, the family of three was eating, chatting, and happy.

The little boy's favorite thing is to be like this, heartwarming.

Looking at his father's and mother's happy appearance, Xie Qingyun couldn't help but think, there is still a year to go, if he can become a martial artist, he will have a greater chance of finding the Extreme Yang Flower, and he must find it as soon as possible to cure his mother's illness. And as a martial artist, he also has money, and he builds a big courtyard for his family, so that his father doesn't have to help, and when he is idle, he just tells the people in the town.

Xie Qingyun is happy when he thinks of these, so he must fight.

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There are still six days, and after the Shangyuan Festival, it will be back to the Three Arts Academy. In the next few days, Xie Qingyun didn't study, didn't practice martial arts, only accompanied his father and mother, just a few days a year, and I don't know how long it will take to come back next time, and the little boy doesn't feel that there is any waste.

In the thirteenth year, Xie Qingyun also took the time to go to the old king's house, and officially worshipped him as a teacher. The white carpenter was not happy, and told Qin Dong's mother and medicine farmer Aunt Liu about it, and then the two of them took the old Wang Tou to Xie Qingyun's house, thinking about accepting apprentices.

When Xie Qingyun saw this posture, he was happy, and simply worshipped the white carpenter and Aunt Liu as his teacher, and the two of them were happy.

As a result, the disciples of the big carpenter, the big pharmacist, and the big chef in the county town became the apprentices of the three of Bailong Town.

When the town yamen royal palace heard about this, he simply paid the money and held an apprenticeship banquet in the school field, and everyone was very lively.

On the second day of the apprenticeship banquet, Xie Qingyun will travel far away.

Saying goodbye to his father and mother in the morning, his mother was as indifferent and smiling as always, but his father told him a lot, all this, Xie Qingyun likes it, this is his home, his father and mother.

Saying goodbye to my father and mother, naturally there are everyone in the town to send them off, but yesterday I said that I didn't have to go to Shangmapo, so I waited at the entrance of the town, just like at the beginning, there were still a lot of burdens for Xie Qingyun to bring, and everyone was told by Qin Dong again, so they had to let Xie Qingyun take seven or eight burdens.

Before leaving, Bai Fan patted his chest first, then patted his big head and said, "Senior brother, you can rest assured, I will be a senior brother after you leave, and I will take care of the two of them." ”

The big head likes to shake his head the most, and then said: "I am the second senior brother, I will take care of the little junior sister's ......" As he spoke, he patted the little girl's head, very seriously.

"Well......" It was the turn of the little girl to speak, and she also felt that she could be promoted like the two senior brothers, and she could find someone to touch and pat her, but her big eyes looked left and right, and she found that she was still the shortest one, so she had to wrinkle her little nose and said aggrievedly: "Nan Nan is still a little junior sister, and there is no one to take care of Nan Nan." ”

After laughing, Xie Qingyun got on Qin Dong's yellow horse, waved his hand, and as soon as Qin Dong drove, the yellow horse galloped up and walked quickly up the slope.

When he left Bailong Town more than a year ago, although Xie Qingyun's future was uncertain, he was fearless in his heart. Today, more than a year later, the Yuan Wheel has been reborn, and that state of mind is even more proud.

At the beginning, Xie Qingyun once shouted in front of everyone, the fun thing hasn't started yet!

Now, the little boy wants to say one more thing: the fun has just begun......

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