Yu Juntong

Sure enough, the peach blossom in the backyard finally bears the cold wind and bears buds. The sporadic spots always bring some vitality.

"Looking at it this way, you can sit down and enjoy the flowers and drink tomorrow, and prepare your things today, senior brother?"

Baili stood under the promenade, waved for Steward Xu, and said warmly to the little junior sister: "Let the junior sister decide these matters! Some accounts were not settled a few years ago. Today I have to deal with them. I can't be with you." Tidy up, you won't blame me, will you?"

The little junior sister tightened the collar for him, and the inescapable happiness overflowed from the eye sockets, and it was all reflected in Baili's eyes, "Brother, leave it to me, your business is important!"

"Okay!" Baili held the hand of the little junior sister, and motioned slightly to reassure her, "Is the person here?"

Butler Xu leaned over slightly and said in an extremely loud voice, "Yes, the storekeepers of the village have arrived and are waiting for the owner in the study. The accountant has already gone! Please!" Bai Lirong reached out and landed on Butler Xu's arm , supported by him, step by step, in the snow-soaked yellow mud, the deep and shallow footprints are so obvious, real!The junior sister watched him go away, looked at the peach blossom inadvertently, and smiled meaningfully.

Baili Wuyou, who was still practicing handwriting early in the morning, was deprived of his study room, and he couldn't find any trace of Wutong everywhere. Suddenly, he missed Cousin Muyan a little, and even bickering was better than squatting on the ground and playing in the mud!

"You'er, why are you squatting here so dirty!"

Baili Wu said nothing sadly, and continued to wave the small wooden stick in his hand, drawing some messy patterns.A big hand on his head was rubbing his hair, Wuyou tilted his head, acting petty.

"Then dad is gone!"

"Hmph!" Wuyou puffed his cheeks angrily, threw the wooden stick on the ground, and gasped heavily, "I don't like Daddy anymore!"

Baili Rong couldn't help laughing twice, "You'er, do you want to learn martial arts?"

"I don't want to, I have Wutong to protect me anyway!" This sentence was so straightforward, Wuyou would not ask for trouble, rubbed the dirty mud on his hands vigorously, stood up and looked at Baili Rong who didn't understand that this matter had been put on hold for a long time Why did it suddenly come up again today?

"Villa Master!" Steward Xu reminded Baili in a low voice that the others were already waiting, and it was because it was the Villa Master that they couldn't keep them waiting.

Baili Rong nodded, then turned to Wuyou and said, "Your, think about it carefully, and tell me when Daddy comes back, okay?"

"No matter, I don't want to learn!" The bastard yelled and ran away, pretending not to hear Baili Rong's question, ran across the courtyard gate, and stopped to see if his father Baili had gone far.When he really saw Baili Rong's slender back gradually drifting away, Wuyou felt a little lost.His father must be very sad, but Wuyou is afraid that if he learns martial arts, Wutong will have a reason to leave him. Is it wrong to think so?During lunch time, Baililiu and the others were eating in the village, and Wuyou was called to say hello. Various uncles called around, and there was a man who was not special in appearance but had a strange smile. Every time he smiled at him with two golden teeth. Every time, Wuyou's hairs would stand on end, his back would be wet, and Baili asked him to shout, "Uncle Jin!"

Well, Wuyou still obediently saluted and shouted: "Uncle Jin!"

Originally it was just etiquette, but he looked flattered, bowed his back and arched his hands with a smile, "Young master, you are joking, how can I accept your great gift, this?"

"Treasurer Jin, you don't need to be too nervous, you are still young, you should salute!"

Da Jinya sat down with a grin, and Wuyou found an excuse to run out. The two gold teeth frightened him, so he must tell Wutong that these people are really strange.But after searching the whole Bailizhuang, he couldn't find any trace of him. Could it be that Heiying really kidnapped and ran away? No, I felt him coming to the room when I was sleepy last night.

Although the movements are gentle, Wutong still catches the dark and cold aura on Wutong, because it is familiar, even the slightest trace will affect the nerves, Wuyou likes this feeling, likes Wutong caring about him, likes Wutong only caring about him.

"Where are you, Wutong? Master, I'm looking for you! You little bastard, I still have to worry about you, how annoying!" Wuyou yelled a few times, not sure that the little bastard could hear, thinking about rewarding you tomorrow. If Huata doesn't show up, he will be even more irritable, "It's so annoying! Wutong, you are such a boring bastard!"

"Could it be that the young master can only swear by these two sentences?"

Indus?

Wuyou pursed his lips into a smile, this little bastard finally appeared, he restrained his smile and straightened his slender back, "Why, are you laughing at this young master?"

The appearance of the little adult made Wutong laugh, and bowed his hands in a big salute, and replied humbly: "Wutong dare not! What the young master says is what the young master says. Wutong's status is low, so he dare not say anything. Wutong stands down now, so that you won't be angry with the young master." This time, Wutong retracted his arms and straightened his back and raised his feet to leave. His brows were full of confidence, and he was sure that Wuyou would stay.

No, Wuyou was already panicking when he saw that Wutong was about to leave, he grabbed his wrist with both hands, squatted down his buttocks, and said with a full of resentment: "Don't go!"

Wu Tong burst into laughter in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be indifferent, frowning in distress, "What should I do? You are the biggest rambunctious ghost in Bailizhuang, otherwise I, Wutong, have never been afraid of anyone!"

The rascal, Wuyou pursed his lips, Wu Tong is really a bastard, he is the rascal, yes, he is, he simply pouted and did not speak.

Wutong knew how to subdue this rascal, he shook his hand cruelly, turned his brows and eyes, the cold look with his head held up was too evil, and when he saw Wuyou's pitiful look from the corner of his eyes, he could still say cruelly: "It's getting late, let's go Practiced!"

"Ah, Wutong, you bastard." Wuyou's eyes were shining brightly, and he wanted to pinch Wutong in his hands and beat him hard, knead it into a ball, put it under his feet, and kick it out forcefully.

He laughed out loud as he thought about it, and Wu Tong saw through his thoughts, so he suddenly pulled him up, and threw himself into Wu Tong's arms with too much force.

For some reason, Wuyou blushed, and shouted: "What are you rambling, Wutong, what are you going to do?" Waving his hands back and forth and struggling, he still couldn't escape Wutong's arm. It's strange that he became overbearing after practicing kung fu for two days. It's a rascal!

"Don't move around, I'll use my trump card if you move again!" Wutong threatened like this, but unfortunately it didn't take effect, Wuyou just put on more rosy cheeks, looking like a girl.Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he slapped his whole hand on Wutong's face, his fingers were still stained with wet mud, and I don't know what other things were stained, all of which were black and stuck to Wutong's face.

"Haha, haha, the sycamore tree is so ugly!" Wuyou laughed so hard that he forgot that the sycamore tree was still around him.

At this moment, Wutong's face is getting darker, just like the torrential rain in midsummer, there will always be dark energy gathering, and the green ink color will slowly gather to swallow everything around, and when the entire sky is occupied, the next thing is to vent overwhelmingly , strong and brutal.

"My young master, it's already too late!" He was out of breath with a worry-free smile in his arms, and white gas came out of his mouth. Before he could react, Wu Tong pressed two fingers on his waist, worry-free The sound spread on Wutong.

"Wu Tong, you bastard! You are playing dirty, let me down quickly. You little bastard, I want to tell my father! Wu Tong, did you hear that?"

Indus could still listen to these accusations, and didn't bother to refute, so he carried the man on his shoulders and walked to the bedroom in the backyard.I remember that at that time, when the bandits robbed the girl, she went up the mountain in the same way to be the wife of the village, and the sound of gongs and drums was very lively.It's not bad without gongs and drums. Tomorrow's family banquet will be regarded as a return home, someone thought to himself.

"Then are you free tomorrow? My parents said they want the family to enjoy flowers and drink. Are you coming?"

"Of course, master!"

Wuyou pursed her lips and smiled, completely forgetting that Wutong was conspiring to carry her on her shoulders. She just thought that the definition of a family is parents and Wutong, and she felt that she was already very happy.Oh, and, the question that his father asked him, should he learn Kung Fu?It was not planned at first, but if it develops like this, it is very likely that it will be eaten to death by Wutong in the future, and it will be difficult to turn over. Well, you should think about it.

"What are you thinking?"

"nothing?"

"Want to come again?"

"roll!"

ah!Indus you bastard!