Xiaobao chuckled and said, "Dad is reading in the study. He said he would wait for mother to cook before calling him out."
When Li Hongxiu heard this, she laughed so hard that she put her hands on the table and said, "If I want to watch it, I'm afraid your mother will have to work hard these days."
"These are all small things." Tang Qiuyu said with a smile: "When I gave birth to my baby, I caused a lot of trouble for my sister. Now that it's my sister's turn to be a mother, I'm afraid my husband will wake up laughing even in his dreams."
"I heard from Yu'er that Ye'er made her own decisions on the Shura battlefield, for Mr....!" Ye Zhiqiu thought for a moment and smiled: "Hongxiu, please write a reply to Mu Mu and ask her to take her aunt with her next time. Let’s come to Apricot Blossom Valley together.”
When Li Hongxiu heard this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Come on, the little brat has taken care of all his husband's affairs. He even worked hard on the battlefield and didn't forget to marry another wife for his husband."
Tang Qiuyu was stunned and couldn't help but said: "Isn't he playing the piano randomly? Mu Mu's aunt is probably much higher than my husband... Ye'er thought he had such a big head and a big face. Is it big?"
Smiling slightly, he looked at Xiaobao and asked, "Xiaobao, would you like it if you had one more mistress to love you in the future?"
When Xiaobao, who was pinching melon seeds and eating them, heard this, he raised his head and squinted his eyes and smiled: "As long as Auntie likes it, Xiaobao also likes it."
In recent years, Li Hong has worn Xiaobao on her sleeve more often than Tang Qiuyu, and Xiaobao has long been tired of his aunt.
When Li Hongxiu heard this, she smiled from ear to ear. She held his little hand and said, "Xiaobao is so good. It's worth all the hard work that I've done to take you. When your brother comes back, my wife will grab him and give you a magic sword."
Ever since my husband saw the two swords of Xiao Xiaoqing and Nangong Ruyu, he was so shocked that he was speechless.
Later, I heard that the short swords given to Mu Mu had survived the disaster, and the women didn't even have to think about it. Such swords were rare even in Tianyu City and Tianxiang City.
After all, it is not easy to take pictures of spiritual swords in several big cities.
Not long after, there was a faint voice under the terrace, but there were guests coming along the way.
Tang Qiuyu stood up, took a look, and said hello: "General's wife, you must have come too late. You are a grandma."
Looking at Lin Yueru who had arrived late, Tang Qiuyu couldn't help sighing and started to complain.
Lin Yueru glared at her and said with a smile: "With you women busy here and there, it's never my turn to take action."
After finishing, he took a step forward, took Ye Zhiqiu's hand and said with a smile: "Qiu Ming's father happened to be in the border area these two days. Aren't I afraid that something might happen to him..."
Ye Zhiqiu clapped her hand and said with a smile: "It's better now, you can feel relieved."
Li Hongxiu on the side said: "Sir, I first thought of a nickname, Xiaoxing, and said I would call it that first, and wait until I think of a good name."
When Lin Yueru heard this, she couldn't help but sigh and said: "Shangguan Xiaoxing? Oh, sir, you are good at naming names. If you change it to Shangguan Xinghua, it would look tacky."
When Tang Qiuyu heard this, he couldn't help but said angrily: "You are the only one who can do it, why don't you come up with something nicer?"
Lin Yueru smiled magnanimously, shook her head and sighed: "Oh, this brother is already a father, and I don't know when my sister will become a mother."
Lin Yueru thought for a while and said softly: "It's a big event for my sister-in-law to have a baby. You have to write a letter to Wushuang in Tianxiang City. Whether she comes or not is her business."
Now that her son has been let go, she, as a mother, doesn't want to be too pretentious.
Lin Yueru looked at the three of them and sighed, and said: "I have already written to Wushuang, asking her to come back no matter what. I guess after seeing Xiaoxue's baby, she should be anxious."
Xiaobao looked at several women chattering and couldn't help shouting: "Mom, why don't you make apricot cake this year?"
...
There were guests in the small courtyard, and Li Xiuyuan, who had gotten up early, couldn't help but go to the peach tree with a bamboo sword in his hand to daze.
After boiling some water on the small stove, before the inn's waiter brought breakfast, Li Xiuyuan moved the pens, inks, paper and inkstones in the living room.
Take it out and put it under the eaves.
Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, I pinched a tube of pine ink and slowly began to grind it.
If you can't practice swordsmanship, then copy scriptures.
From today on, he can copy scriptures anytime and anywhere without worrying about scaring unsuspecting people around him with his invisible sword energy.
I have hidden it to the extreme, you can watch it as you like.
Yuwen Liuli, who had had countless sweet dreams all night, pushed open the door, yawned and came out, staring blankly at the young man sitting on the eaves who was about to put down his pen.
I thought that I got up early, and my brother was probably still dreaming at this moment, but I didn't expect that this guy was up early in the morning.
Wandering forward, he lowered his head to look at Li Xiudi's slight strokes, and then frowned.
Looking at the font that was neither a poem nor a spiritual practice, I was stunned. Could it be that this was the Buddhist sutra chanted by the monks in the temple?
I couldn't help but chant softly along with Li Xiuyuan's falling pen and ink: "...How can Yingyun live, how can Yun subdue his heart?...What does this mean? Shura, you are copying Buddhist scriptures. still?"
Li Xiuyuan did not stop copying and replied softly: "Yes, I am copying Buddhist scriptures. Is it possible that Miss Liuli has also read Buddhist scriptures?"
Yuwen Liuli looked at him, shook his head, and replied softly: "I have never read Buddhist scriptures, but the meaning between the lines of your words does not sound like poetry."
Not to mention the Buddhist scriptures Li Xiuyuan smiled at, it was the beautiful fonts engraved on the white paper that Yuwen Liuli saw for the first time.
Seeing that the strength and speed of every stroke of the boy's strokes were exactly the same, I felt as if I had an illusion. The guy in front of me was not holding a wolf hair, but a spiritual sword.
The spirit sword slashed into the wind, and the speed and strength of each sword were exactly the same, as if they were poured out of the same mold.
After looking at it again and again, I couldn't help but sigh quietly.
I thought, not to mention myself who had been practicing calligraphy since childhood, even my brother was not as calm and quiet as the young man in front of me.
Even under my silent gaze, this guy was still writing mine without any interruption.
If it were him, his handwriting would have been messed up long ago under the gaze of others.
Silently, he walked around the table and sat opposite Li Xiuyuan. He reached for the kettle and poured it into the purple sand. As the faint fragrance of tea filled the air, Li Xiuyuan gently put down the wolf hair in his hand.
Looking at Yuwen Liuli, she smiled and said, "Miss Liuli has also practiced before? Do you want to give it a try?"
Yuwen Liuli looked at him and smiled: "No, I see there is no Buddhist scripture in front of you. Could it be that you have memorized all the Buddhist scriptures in your mind?"
"If you want to learn Buddhism, you must be familiar with Buddhist scriptures."
Li Xiuyuan took the spiritual tea from Yuwen Liuli and said with a smile, "Is it possible that you also like Buddhist scriptures?"
Yuwen Liuli was stunned, shook his head and said: "There is a Buddhist temple in Phoenix City. I just went to worship the Bodhisattva and have not read the Buddhist scriptures."
"Yes, worshiping Buddha and studying Buddhism are two completely different things." For some reason, Li Xiuyuan felt that the girl in front of him should be more than just a Buddhist temple, and her voice was also gentler.
Yuwen Liuli was startled and looked at him quietly with her eyes. After a while, she said, "But my brother said that Buddhism is of great help to practice. Isn't that true?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, thinking of his experiences along the way. No one in his family practiced Buddhism except himself, not even his husband and his wife, but it did not affect their practice.
"We are going to Yinchuan City today." Yuwen Liuli said softly while looking at the peach trees in the yard.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered Ouyang Xuan, who had an arm cut off by him, the cold woman in white dress in the Wuji Holy Land, and the Ximen Wuhen brother and sister.
He couldn't help but sigh and said: "We are going to Yinchuan City now. You can buy more food and take it with you. After all, no one knows how long you will stay in the ruins."
Yuwen Liuli paid attention to his facial expression and sighed in his heart.
He said with a smile on his face: "Master, why don't you come with us? The scenery along the way is beautiful, wouldn't it be nice to have one more person to keep you company?"
Li Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows but did not answer, thinking that if he really dared to go to Yinchuan City, Guang Wuji Holy Land and Ximen Wuhen might be able to kill him without Ouyang Xuan taking action.
It would be better to quietly take a detour to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain by yourself.
Yuwen Liuli could invite him, but Li Xiuyuan didn't dare to go with him. No matter how much backstage the two people in front of me have in Phoenix City, they have little to do with me.
A jar of wine and a pot of meat, he didn't want to bear more karma.
Seeing that Li Xiuyuan remained silent, Yuwen Liuli continued: "Although Yinchuan City is not Phoenix City, my brother still knows some people there and can talk to them."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "Thank you both for your kindness. While the spring scenery is still good, I still want to see the scenery of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain."
While talking, Yu Wenjie yawned and walked out of the room.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan who was sitting under the eaves drinking, he asked, "There was someone playing the piano in my dream last night. Could it be that it was my brother who was expressing his feelings on a rainy night?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to pour him a cup of hot tea, and said, "I'm just homesick on a rainy night, and I feel so... please have some tea."
Upon hearing this, Yu Wen Liuli said thoughtfully: "So it's you. Why do I say that I seem to hear a faint sound of a piano in my dream, but I can't open my eyes."
Li Xiuyuan laughed dumbly, gently put away the books on the table, and said quietly: "You two are so respectful, I was just on a whim, and I never wanted to disturb your sweet dreams."
Upon hearing this, Yu Wenjie shook his head and sighed: "Brother, it's a pity that you don't follow me to Yinchuan City. I hope we can meet again deep in the snow-capped mountains in the future."
"What an opportunity deep in the snowy mountains..." Li Xiuyuan drank the remaining tea in the cup in one gulp and replied, "If I figure it out, I will go and have a look."
Yu Wenjie laughed and said: "In this case, we two brothers are waiting to meet you again. Just drinking this wine once is not enough. This spiritual tea has more charm..."
Yuwen Liuli nodded and said with a smile: "Brother, this is good wine and tea. You can't find such fine wine in Phoenix City."
"It seems that our fate is really deep." After drinking two cups of tea, Yu Wenjie stood up and said, "We have to leave and hurry up. There is no inn for us to spend the night tonight."
Li Xiuyuan replied: "You have profound cultivation, these storms should not cause you any trouble."
After saying that, he stood up, walked the brother and sister all the way to the door of the small courtyard, waved and said, "Have a safe journey, see you again when we are destined."
Yuwen Liuli thought for a while, looked at him and said seriously: "See you next time, can you play a piece of music for me?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "It depends on your mood."
Yu Wenjie stepped forward and patted him heavily on the shoulder, laughing and saying: "It depends on my mood, let's go."
Li Xiuyuan looked up at the bright sun in the sky and said with a smile: "It's windy but not rainy today, so it's suitable for traveling."
Yuwen Liuli took a deep look at Li Xiuyuan, said nothing, and followed her brother all the way out the door.
Just as the inn's waiter came in with breakfast, he looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Aren't these two guests eating here?" After saying that, he took out a package and handed it to Li Xiuyuan: "This is what you want, guest."
Li Xiuyuan took it and called it, and then he laughed: "This is really good, so you don't have to worry about getting caught in the rain when you go out."
All the way back to the living room, Li Xiuyuan took the spirit stone and handed it to the waiter, smiling: "Prepare more fodder and bean cakes for the horse. Don't let it starve with me."
The waiter collected the spirit stones and said with a smile, "That's not possible. The fodder and bean cakes have already been prepared for the guests."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the peach blossoms that were blooming more and more in the yard, and thought that he had survived the catastrophe, and he was indeed blooming with all his strength.
