Ji Yu thanked his general, took off his coat, walked over and put it on Xiang Zhong's back, who was in "inexplicable self-pleasure mode", then picked him up and hurried back to the house.
After all, it was an autumn night outside, and I had just come out of the cold lake. It was not good to stay here for too long.
Mrs. Xiang had also arrived at this time, took Xiang Zhong from Ji Yu's hand, sat on the bedside, and asked the little girl for ginger soup and fed him spoonful by spoonful, still mumbling and complaining. : "In the middle of the night, let's go to the lake and do something! Drink more! Be careful of burning it, is that okay?"
"It's great! I can hear it clearly. It turns out that bubbles falling into the lake have this effect!" Xiang Zhong was secretly happy, but he still kept this secret to himself for the time being.
After feeding the ginger soup, Mrs. Xiang covered Xiang Zhong with a quilt, watched him fall asleep peacefully, and then left.
Ji Yu and Xiang Zhong slept in the same bed. When he saw someone coaxing Xiang Zhong to sleep, he had not experienced being coaxed to sleep by his mother for a long time. To be honest, he had almost forgotten what it felt like until When he saw Mrs. Xiang patting Xiang Zhong's quilt so attentively and lovingly, he felt a sad feeling in his heart.
In order to hide this emotion, because he felt that something "manly" shouldn't be flowing out of his eyes, he pretended to turn over and turned inward, trying hard to suppress the sudden emotions.
"Everyone has parents who love them, but why is my father so cruel? He can leave me and my sister in the hands of domestic servants for more than ten years. Although he has never lacked food or clothing, he has not even been able to study. We have been delayed, but there is only one irreplaceable affection from our parents, which we do not have."
Ji Yu seemed to have forgotten the existence of his father and mother in his life. Yanzi, who was far away in Qi State, was devoted to the country and had no time to discipline his children. He also knew that of these two children, one loved martial arts and liked to pester his servants to learn archery; As for my niece, she is a child with ADHD and must be disciplined by someone special.
After thinking about it, although Ji Yu could control her tears without being noticed by Little Madam Xiang, her body rising and falling slightly due to sobbing was noticed by Little Madam Xiang carefully.
She also guessed that it was because she only cared about patting her child's belly to put her to sleep, and ignored the emotional needs of her ten-year-old brother, who had also not yet grown up. So, she also stretched out her arms and gently I also took pictures of him.
Ji Yu was so moved by the sudden caress that he stopped sobbing. At first he didn't dare to move, and then after being patted for a while, he finally smiled secretly, smiling with his eyes closed. He had a kind of A very special feeling: it seemed that the gentle caress coming from behind was like a warm current, melting away his heart that had been frozen for many years.
"My husband is like my mother! How good! I will take good care of Zhong'er from now on, just like I would take care of my own brother. Only in this way can I be worthy of my husband's love."
Little Ji Yu secretly made up her mind to repay her husband's double love in this way: the kindness of education and the love of caress.
The night of the "Xiyue Festival", which coexisted with excitement and thrills, ended with such a full arrangement.
According to the arrangement of "Little Tail", they had to stay for a few more days before leaving. After all, it was not enough to come here, have many exchanges, and just one night with a full program.
In the early morning, Laofu's rooster crows on time, but the sky is still slightly brightened by the full moon alone. The vast expanse of night sky in the east is still dark at a glance.
But in the yard, there was already a figure practicing sword dancing amidst the sound of wind created by the sound of the sword cutting through the air.
This kind of sound is familiar to Ji Yu. The servant Yan Zi entrusted to take care of him pretended to be an Orion. He was originally a military attache under his account. He also had the habit of getting up before dawn every day to dance swords. It can be said that Ji Yu Yu grew up listening to this special "alarm clock" to get up in the morning.
And in Laofu, he heard the same sound of the sword cutting through the air again. Just like what he was used to, he stood up gently, touched his small bamboo sword, opened the door, and followed the sound. .
Ji Yu felt the power from the autumn night. His clothes, almost as if he were naked, could not withstand the cool autumn water.
When I got out of the door, I couldn't help but shiver first.
The sound of the sword was loud and the speed of the sword was very fast. This movement attracted the ten-year-old boy, completely ignoring the cold weather.
The small figure, carrying a short bamboo sword, stood quietly next to the training ground of the martial artist who was dancing with graceful postures, up and down, left and right, and suddenly twirling. His height was only smaller than that row. The bushes were one shoulder and one head high, but they were enough for him to appreciate this rare "swordsmanship drill" at the closest distance:
I really don’t know how he made such a long soft sword tassel become as strong as part of a hard sword body while dancing with the sword body. With a slight turn of the wrist, the sword body and the The rotation of the body forms works perfectly together.
I saw the sword blade passing by, the sweet-scented osmanthus fluttering and falling, and the dead leaves on the ground were also rolled up by such a big movement, creating a special effect: it seemed that the figure was surrounded in the shadow of the flowers and leaves, and the figure moved past Quickly, under the lingering vision, people can't feel that this is one person. It seems that there are several people fighting together, spinning and moving. The fragmented figures can be seen that this is a pure white exercise. The dress has a narrow black girdle, and the skirt is very elegant. It looks like a figure in a Chinese painting with water stains on it, and it is extremely agile.
The power of the sword got higher and higher, and people became more and more active. I saw people dancing and dancing, with swords in hand, rushing towards the trunk of a thick locust tree in a few steps. After a few steps, the light clouds went straight up. He strode straight up to the crown of the tree, and after hearing a few more "swish, swish, swish" sounds, the top branches and leaves were swept by the sword and fell down one after another.
The branches and leaves have not yet fallen to the ground, but this white figure flew down from the tree again. The sword head hit the ground, and the person also fell from the sky in an inverted posture!
The moment the tip of the sword poked the ground, it bent a bit, and then the whole person and sword bounced up again. When they reached a branch, the person stood upright again, but he was not in a hurry to get down. Instead, he hung one leg down and rolled his butt. Sitting on a branch.
"Hey, have you had enough?"
Ji Yuzheng was watching mesmerizedly, but he didn't expect that the sword dancer had already noticed his "little appearance".
"Ah! Please forgive me for coming uninvited. May I ask the name of the venerable? Such superb swordsmanship really opened my eyes and I couldn't bear to stare."
