[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

Yan Qingping felt that his martial arts life was not quite right.

What kind of sword, light and sword, happy love and hatred, swimming with beauty, eating and sleeping in the open...

Not all.

With him, there are only cooking, taking medicine, being nagged by the old man, spending time with the children... oh, and big purchases.

The days go by so fast, and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival.There just happened to be a market this morning, so I could take Ximen Xiaoxue out for a play... Yan Qingping held a knife between his fingers, and slowly carved patterns on the things in his hand while thinking about it.

In the past few days, Lu Xiaofeng, who couldn't be idle, went to Yanzhou City to find his old friend - looking at him, he might be a girl.On the contrary, Sun Xiuqing's mother and son became acquainted with Yan Qingping quickly.

Sun Xiuqing needed medicine for her internal injuries, and Ximen Xiaoxue had stopped her medicinal bath and replaced it with food supplements.Because of the cooking of medicinal food, these days are the Taoist priest's kitchen.The level of the Taoist cooking is at the level of home cooking, but the medicinal food is delicious.

Sun Xiuqing could not be disturbed while recovering from his injuries. Yan Qingping felt that Ximen Wuhen needed someone to accompany a child, so he took him with him everywhere.Although Ximen Wuhen matured precociously, he was a child after all, and he lacked the role of "father" in his childhood.For boys, the presence of an adult male is very important.In the past, even if Lu Xiaofeng would come to visit him, but he was a restless prodigal son and didn't know how to accompany a little boy.And the good-tempered Yan Qingping appeared at a critical moment, which coincidentally meant to make up for this gap.

And Yan Qingping always liked children, especially such sensible and obedient children.So the relationship between one big and one small has heated up rapidly in the past few days, and the relationship is so good that Sun Xiuqing is a little jealous.

——The son has never put his arms around my neck and called me sweetly!

like this.

Yan Qingping put down the knife, blew away the sawdust, polished it with emery cloth for a while, and looked again, and there was a delicate bamboo dragonfly lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Uncle Yan!" Ximen Wuhen, who had finished running around, approached him joyfully, with a blushing smile on his face, "What are you doing?"

"A gift for you." Yan Qingping smiled and touched the child's head. It's only cute if it's so lively. It was lifeless two days ago. "I'll give it to you tomorrow. Let's go, let's take a bath." I didn't sweat all over.

"Okay." The child blinked, turned obediently and ran to the side room, but was hugged back by Yan Qingping.

"Huh? Wow——" the child looked up at the Taoist priest suspiciously, and was picked up by the Taoist priest and held it against his neck.

Yan Qingping said calmly: "Let's go together, and save the old Zhou to boil water on both sides."

"Yeah!" Ximen Wuhen was a little embarrassed, but also a little happy.No one has ever put him on the neck!He held the Taoist priest's head tightly, his eyes wide open.

One big and one small giggled after taking a shower, then dressed slowly, and went downstairs to have breakfast together.

Sun Xiuqing was already sitting at the table waiting for them.She cooked the breakfast, which was Ximen Xiaoxue's favorite little wonton.However, this little wonton was only for two men, and she herself was ordered to be a vegetarian because of her injury, and now she was staring at the porridge in front of her, pretending that she couldn't smell the scent of the little wonton.

It's cruel to make it yourself but not be able to eat it.

Seeing the two of them come down, Sun Xiuqing looked at Ximen Xiaoxue "viciously" and said, "Okay, don't want to kiss me, right?"

"That's not true, mother is the best!" Ximen Xiaoxue hurriedly ran forward to please his mother.

Yan Qingping sat quietly, and didn't have the heart to tell Ximen Wuhen that the reason why his mother was unhappy was actually the fact that she couldn't eat the little wontons because they didn't come down.

"Xiaoxue, sister Xiuqing, let's go to the town to go to the market today, and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's buy something for the festival." Yan Qingping ate a small wonton, ah, Sun Xiuqing's handicrafts are so good!

"Going to the market?" Ximen Xiaoxue blinked, mother, Uncle Yan, and him? "Mother, eat quickly, let's go to the market after eating!"

"Go to the market..." Sun Xiuqing looked away from the bowl of tasteless porridge, "Qing Ping, didn't you say that my injury needs to rest?"

"It's not too important, just go for a walk, and you won't be too tired." The Taoist buried his head in eating wontons, "I'll take Lao Zhou with me, pull a trolley, and don't need to carry anything. As long as you don't get angry, you'll be fine."

When Ximen Xiaoxue heard that there was still an old Zhou, she was a little disappointed.But he quickly cheered up again: "Mother, did you hear that, don't be angry, don't quarrel with those vendors over a few copper coins."

Sun Xiuqing: ...I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense.

Ximen Xiaoxue has been playing a little crazy these two days, liberated the "death" attribute that boys of this age usually have, and can't see the calm and sensible look a few days ago at all...

As the culprit of everything, Yan Qing silently scooped up another bowl of small wontons for himself.

You two snipe and clam are fighting.

Pindao... get wontons.

Ximen Xiaoxue finally found out about Uncle Yan stealing food: "Ah, Uncle Yan! Save some for me!"

In the end, Lao Zhou was still not with them.

Because Yan Qingping's family doesn't have a cart.

Yan Qing was expressionless, and looked like a cold and heartless fairy—unfortunately, he was carrying a dozen paper bags in his left hand and a few bags of cloth in his right hand, and he was struggling through the crowd without any sense of immortality.

In front of him, Sun Xiuqing was leading his son to buy.Yan Qingping didn't understand, didn't the hairbands of these three stalls all look the same?The price is the same ah?Why do you have to look back and forth...

Ximen Xiaoxue was obviously also quite helpless, her eyes were a little straight.He is still young!I don't want to be exposed to the world of adult bargaining so early!

The hard-pressed two men, one big and one small, can only watch Sun Xiuqing show off his talents, the handsome Taoist priest is reduced to a bag carrier, and the cute Tiantian has become a bargaining tool for cuteness...

Finally came out of the market.

After haggling over the price, Sun Xiuqing felt refreshed, not angry at all, and felt that her breath had improved a lot, her injuries were no longer painful, and she could eat meat tomorrow!

Yan Qing was expressionless, thinking that sister Xiuqing was a bit emotional today, the medicine needed to be taken for a few more days, the prescription had to be changed, and Coptis chinensis would cost more.

At this time-

"Hahaha! Qingping, what's going on with you?" A familiar voice sounded, and the three of them saw Lu Xiaofeng!

As expected, this guy lived a very moist life, his whole face looked oily and smooth, and the cloak shone brightly behind him.

Yan Qingping: "Brother Xiaofeng, don't laugh, come here and carry your bags."

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

In the end, the thickest-skinned Lu Xiaofeng bought a flatbed scooter from Uncle Yi, no one needed to carry bags anymore.

however……

"Why do you want me to pull the cart?" Little Phoenix angrily dragged the cart and followed the three of them.

Yan Qingping, who didn't need to carry a bag, was full of glory: "Who are you not pulling? Xiaoxue? Sister Xiuqing?"

"how about you?"

"Look at Pindao, and then at you, who is suitable to pull the cart?"

"……I."

"Then you still ask?"

Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking.He groaned as he pulled the cart, thinking to himself, wait a minute, Daoist, I will eat poor you tomorrow night.

But he couldn't hide the smile on his face.The prodigal son of the rivers and lakes also longs for the warmth of home.

He suddenly missed Huamanlou very much.I don't know if he will be lonely when he spends the Mid-Autumn Festival in Baihualou alone?

Sun Xiuqing looked at them with a smile, feeling extremely warm.

Ximen Xiaoxue's body has not yet recovered, and she is currently being carried on Yan Qingping's back.He is also very happy.

The little guy secretly put his mouth next to the Taoist's ear and muttered.

"Uncle Yan, it would be great if you were my father."

Yan Qingping was taken aback.

Suddenly, I remembered the adoptive fathers in "Chu Liuxiang".

Chu Liuxiang's foster father Chu Yifeng, Yuan Suiyun's foster father Yuan Dongyuan, Xiao Jutang's foster father Xiao Shuhan, Su Rongrong's foster father Nan Wusheng...

And Fang Siming's adoptive father, Zhu Wengui.

Could it be that this time he is also following a trend?

The author has something to say: I don't know why, but I have no head when I start writing daily... The case I thought of didn't even have a beginning.

Regarding the matter of boiling water with Wudang's internal force... Hahaha, it's actually my imagination.Because although he has a system, the internal power of the Taoist leader is his own after all.When I read martial arts articles before, didn’t there have plots like “using internal force to warm up a companion” and “using internal force to freeze water into ice”, plus Wudang specializes in internal force, the internal force must be deep, hot water... shouldn’t be Is it a big deal?

If the little angels don't like this setting, just pretend that you haven't seen it. Anyway, there will be no such plot in the future, so just pretend that I have deleted it hahaha.

In addition...

God!There is actually a little angel feeding me nutrient solution!I'm so moved that I'm about to cry!The stupid author doesn't have a computer at hand and can't see which little angel irrigated it. Is there any little angel to claim it?

Omg thank you little angel!hold on!There are also those who leave messages, favorite little angels, you are all big babies!Hug all!