Reborn my man

It was Wen Zimu's 12th birthday. In order to celebrate his son's birthday, Wen Zhengdao specially invited a theater to sing in the Wen residence, and also hosted a banquet for officials and rich gentry from Ezhou. It was full of joy and excitement.

The joy of the day dissipated, and Wen's mansion gradually became quiet at night, and the maids and servants were busy cleaning up before going to rest.Wen Zhengdao was out of the house temporarily on business, and Mrs. Wang took Wen Zimu to sleep after taking care of her.

In the dead of night, Wen Zimu quietly got up from the bed, put on his clothes on tiptoe, and then bent over and trot all the way to the bamboo forest in the back mountain.Sure enough, the child was already there waiting for him.

They made an appointment, and they secretly came to teach the children martial arts every night, and it has been like this for several months.

The child's body is getting longer, the person is more and more beautiful, and gradually he has some boxing skills on his body. Although he is not too skilled because of the short time of learning, his temperament has been greatly improved.His small body seemed to be a bit stronger, his lips were pursed and his eyes were narrowed, but he was actually a little handsome and charming like a young man.

Seeing him running in a hurry, the child seemed very unhappy, "Why did you come, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wen Zimu apologized with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry, I'm busy today. Mother guarded me for a long time before leaving the room. Didn't I come out as soon as mother left?"

The child stopped talking, blinked and stood next to Wen Zimu, making it clear that he wanted Wen Zimu to teach him new things quickly.He has already learned the basic warm-up of martial arts, Zama step and so on are trivial, and his aggressiveness makes Wen Zimu feel a lot of pressure.

Wen Zimu lowered his head and looked at the child standing next to him, only to realize that the seven-year-old had grown a lot taller. It turned out that he had to bend over to be at eye level with him, but now he just needed to put his head slightly.

Maybe it's time to teach me something new.

"Come on, I'll teach you boxing tonight, first of all..."

"Last time I saw you practicing swordsmanship..." The child suddenly interrupted him, staring at him with electricity in his deep shining eyes, his pink face was pretty and majestic.Wen Zimu's whole body trembled, and he hurriedly showed the child all the boxing techniques he had learned.

While fighting, he said: "For swordsmanship, Qianqian is not enough now. I am still practicing with wooden swords. Qianqian needs to be done step by step. First, boxing, then practice skills, and practice skills. It's not too late to practice swordsmanship."

"Then how is your skill now?"

The child smiled disdainfully, Wen Zimu stopped to look straight at him, and saw him following him slowly groping for new things, his small body punched and kicked very well.

"Me? My skill is not bad." When it comes to what I am most proud of, I get excited, "Brother is not lying to you, I often hear my master praise me as a martial arts genius, and the other children are taught martial arts by the martial arts master at home." None of them can reach my level, unless they are people who specialize in martial arts in the world."

The child punched out a fist and continued without looking up: "You have practiced Kung Fu so well, what are you going to do in the future?"

"What else can you do with kung fu, little fool, keep fit and fight against injustice." Wen Zimu's movements are graceful and calm, his lean and strong figure is elegantly dressed in white clothes, and his handsome face exudes a thin heroic spirit . "But I think, if I grow up in the future, I will take part in martial arts, and I will become a general after I get the ranking!"

Xiao Qiansheng's movements stopped, he remembered that Sun Guifei's father in the palace seemed to be a great general, so everyone said that their family was very powerful, so everyone was afraid of them, and the emperor's grandfather liked them very much.

"Mumu." The child called his name in a rare way.

Wen Zimu raised his eyes: "What's wrong? Didn't you understand the movements?"

"What do you want to do when you become a general?"

Wen Zimu laughed loudly: "Fool! What else can you do as a general, of course it is to lead troops to fight and guard the territory. My brother tells you, this is my brother's dream! Look at those heroic heroes in the history books, there are thousands of them. Thousands of men are unworthy of courage, how great it is to fight against a hundred on the battlefield! Brother, I will be such a person in the future!"

"Don't you miss me?" The child's pretty face suddenly collapsed, covered with a thin layer of frost, "You said that we will be good brothers in the future, and you will become such a powerful general after that, don't you think about me?" help me?"

"Of course I will miss you." Wen Zimu approached the child with a smile, and looked into his eyes tenderly, "Damn it, brother will take care of you no matter what you do in the future, we will have the same blessings and share the same difficulties together." Dang, marry a beautiful daughter-in-law as a wife together!"

The child sneered: "I didn't mean that." Marrying a beautiful wife is superficial!

"Then what are you talking about?" Wen Zimu scratched the back of his head, and Junrong smiled helplessly: "Why don't you marry a wife in the future?"

"Wen Zimu, you won't marry a wife in the future!" Xiao Qiansheng was so angry that he glared at the handsome young man in front of him.

Wen Zimu laughed loudly, "I'm making trouble with you, little fool, don't worry, as long as you need it, I will help you when I become a general in the future! But what exactly do you want me to help you with?"

Only then did Xiao Qiansheng's complexion turn better. Hearing this, he snorted arrogantly, turned his head and went to do his own thing, and left a sentence: "You just remember, I can't spare you if you play tricks when the time comes!"

Shaking his head, Wen Zimu was annoyed and funny.

In the middle of the night, the two children left from the back bamboo forest. Wen Zimu first sent the children back to his Qianxun Building, and then sneaked into his small courtyard alone.After entering the room, I felt a little hungry, so I picked up the apples on the table and peeled them.

"Knock, knock!" There was a soft knock on the door.

Thinking that it was his mother who discovered that there was a lamp in his room, and not daring to let her know that he would not go to bed until midnight every night, Wen Zimu was so frightened that he quickly threw the apple and blew out the oil lamp on the table. up.

The knock on the door finally disappeared, Wen Zimu heaved a sigh of relief.Unexpectedly, after a while, there was another rustling sound on the window sill, and the whole window sill was pushed open with a sway, and a body jumped in from somewhere.

The room was pitch black, Wen Zimu didn't know who had come in, so he quickly lit the oil lamp, and when he looked straight at him, who was it but a child standing there proudly?

"Damn it! You were able to turn in through the window?" Wen Zimu was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, and he was so happy.He is the only elder brother in the world who would be happy to see his younger brother climb such a high window sill.

He personally taught the child's martial arts, which made the young boy feel an uncontrollable sense of pride.

Xiao Qiansheng also seemed very proud, pursing his small mouth triumphantly, his fair and tender face slightly raised, with a rare smile on the corner of his mouth, he hummed loudly and coldly: "Wen Zimu, it is not only You have martial arts!"

With a chuckle, Wen Zimu knew how strong the child's self-esteem was, and how much he liked to be competitive. He was still thinking about what happened a year ago.

"Hey, brother knows that you are the best at what you do." Wen Zimu walked over and patted his head, mustered up the courage to hold his hand, squatted down naturally, and then raised his eyes to look up at the child's perfect facial features. "Why did you come to brother's room? Could it be that the candles in the small building are gone?"

In the past year, Wen Zimu secretly gave the children so many candles that he couldn't even count them.

After hearing his words, the child narrowed her charming and moist Danfeng eyes slightly, lowered her head, and with a "chirp", gently kissed Wen Zimu's handsome face.

Wen Zimu opened his eyes wide in surprise, only to see the child's cold and calm face, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and a warm smile.

He took the child to his table and sat down, picked up the apple that he had peeled in half, but seeing the child was staring at his hand, Wen Zimu said with a smile: "Want to eat this?"

"Coo coo coo coo ..." the sound of stomach growling.

Xiao Qiansheng's cute face was slightly red, and after glaring at Wen Zimu, he frowned and opened his eyes, like a proud little tiger.

Wen Zimu couldn't help laughing, shook his head and handed the peeled apple in his hand: "Little fool, eat it. Brother will peel another one. But this time for you, you are not allowed to bite me again."

The bite when we first met a year ago left a row of faint tooth marks on the wrist of his right hand, which has not disappeared until now.He didn't dare to tell his parents, Wen Zimu only said that he accidentally bit it, and was reprimanded by his mother.

Xiao Qiansheng hesitated for a long time, and finally stretched out his white and tender little hand to take the apple, put it to his mouth and took a bite, um, it was very sweet.

"Does it hurt?" Another hand pointed at the wrist, "Now."

Children always speak in a simple and clear way, and Wen Zimu has already gotten used to it. He shook his head with a smile and said, "It's been gone for a long time, but there are still scars left. But it's nothing, just treat it as the imprint left by Qianqian on my brother. Be a unique mark between our two good brothers."

Xiao Qiansheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly stretched out his little hand, "Then you also have a bite on my wrist."

The beautiful little baby's expression was too serious, and Wen Zimu couldn't laugh or cry: "Damn it, how can such a thing happen, brother hurts you before it's too late, so why would he bite you?" Besides, it hurts at first, okay? He just endured it up!

I can't bear to let such a beautiful woman suffer!

Xiao Qiansheng stared at Wen Zimu's smile coldly for a long time, then lowered his head and threw the apple with a few bites in his hand on the table, not eating it.

"Your stomach is full? Do you want my brother to bring you something else?" Wen Zimu picked up the half-eaten apple left by the child on the table, brought it to his lips, and ate it with a natural and casual look.

Xiao Qiansheng shook his head, yawned big, his phoenix eyes stared straight at Wen Zimu's bed.

Wen Zimu looked at the child strangely, and tentatively said happily for a while, "Why, do you want to sleep with my brother? Anyway, my brother is alone, and I won't move around when I fall asleep!"

As soon as the words were finished, the child stood up, snorted extremely arrogantly, walked to the side of the bed with his head held high, took off his clothes, climbed onto the bed and lay down.She's really not the usual Tsundere, she obviously wanted to come here a long time ago, it's too cold to sleep alone in the empty small building.

This person who kept calling him his younger brother took him to school, taught him martial arts, made trouble with him, gave him delicious food and fun, he didn't mind letting him stay with him!

Wen Zimu looked at the little person lying on his bed, with a ecstatic smile on his lips, he quickly finished biting the apple in his hand and approached the bed, looked down, the beautiful child was already closed Eyes are asleep.

Under the attack of sleep, the exquisite and impeccable facial features softened the sharp and indifferent expression on weekdays. Looking at it now, the child who is as pink and tender as a jade ball is just an ordinary but beautiful girl normal kids.

Gently climbed up, got into the quilt, Wen Zimu pursed his lips and smiled happily, stretched out his hand and gently took the child's always desolate body into his arms, and slept with him on the same pillow with his eyes closed. Never let go.

Every night from now on, the child will sneak over in the dead of night when no one knows, climb onto Wen Zimu's bed with a cool expression on his face, and sleep obediently in the boy's arms. At dawn, he rubbed his eyes again, and left quietly when Mrs. Wang found out.

The child knew that the body of the boy next to him was too warm, which could make him sleep comfortably until dawn.This warmth secretly accompanied him until three years later, Wen Zimu was already 14 years old, and the child also slowly grew to be ten years old.