A stone's throw back.

Because Huang and Feitou did not let the younger brother wake up to intimidate and abuse him, the younger brother was not frightened and had no psychological shadow. Holding the coquettish and cute little brother in his arms, Le Yun's anger towards Huang and Feitou was reduced a little.

, of course, it's just a little bit missing, and it's impossible for her not to pursue it.

He kissed his younger brother's red little face a few times, carried his younger brother to the table, and placed his cute little younger brother directly in front of the old man who was sitting upright without speaking, with longing in his eyes: "Leshan

In order for Leshan to not be afraid of bad people wherever he goes in the future, my sister hired a master of martial arts for Leshan. He will be Leshan’s master from now on. When Leshan turns three years old, he will teach you martial arts skills. Leshan

Good thing, call me Master first."

After being brought to the unfamiliar old man, Leshan tilted his head and stared at the old man. After a few glances, he tilted his head and said, "Sister, after I learned that skill... can I fly as high as a bird?"

He was still young and didn't know about literature or martial arts, let alone what it meant to fly over the roof and walk over the wall, but he had heard that he could fly high after learning something.

"Yes, after learning martial arts, you will be able to fly. Whether you can fly as high as a bird depends on Leshan's learning results, whether you can endure hardship and whether you are willing to work hard." She did not lie to the children.

My younger brother is extremely talented, and if he is willing to work hard and persevere, it will be no problem if he can build a foundation and fly like a bird one day.

The little cute baby is still a little confused: "After learning skills from Shi...Hu, can I beat bad guys by myself?"

The little milk baby is too young, so the pronunciation of the word "master" is not accurate, but it is very joyful. The young wolf men made up the transliterations of "wet clothes", "wet aunt" and so on, which was a joy.

"Yes, after learning the skills, when Leshan grows up and has the ability to protect himself, he will be able to beat up the bad guys when they come to bully him."

"Okay, I'll learn." A huge smile bloomed on his cheerful little face, and he bowed seriously to the old man who looked as old as his little grandpas, and softly shouted: "Good for the wet pot!"

"

The little girl was teaching the little baby, and Mr. Yi pretended to be calm. When the little girl put the baby in front of him, he resisted and didn't grab it and hugged it. To be honest, he heard the little baby talking to her sister about the possibility of learning martial arts.

It was no good. He was like fetching water from fifteen buckets. He was nervous and worried about being rejected by his little disciple. After all, the little guy didn't give him face when he first came to Lejia to hold the little baby a year ago.

Recalling the glorious past when he first held his little disciple, who cried out to express his disapproval, Mr. Yi became worried, and his heart, which had been very strong for hundreds of years, twisted into a ball. Until the little disciple agreed to learn martial arts, his heart

The heart web hanging high fell to the ground.

The little disciple bowed. How could Mr. Yi still remember the image of a master? He excitedly hugged the cute little disciple: "Good disciple, Master knows that you are a polite person who respects teachers and teaches well."

My child, please give me a hug, Master."

Leshan was picked up violently, her mouth was deflated, she almost wanted to cry but she didn't, and turned to look at her sister.

"The loving Master is a very good, very kind person. He came to our house to see you when you were only six months old and hugged you personally. The loving Master is an elder who loves charity just like his father, mother, and sister.

Be kind and respectful to Master just like you respect your parents, grandma and grandpa."

"I know," Leshan was encouraged by her sister's warm smile, nodded obediently, tried to stretch out her little arms to hug the master's neck, and softly called out "Shike" again.

When the little disciple got close to his sister, and asked her for advice in advance, Mr. Yi didn't like it. When the little guy took the initiative to get close to him, his excited eyes flashed with water, and he was so happy that he hugged his little disciple sweetly.

He responded with "Hey", his voice soft and warmer than the sunshine in March: "Leshan, when you are free, master will take you to fly, fly high."

Leshan nodded happily, Feifei was having fun, and his sister also took him Feifei.

Zhou Qiufeng was both sad and surprised to see it. What was sad was that someone was targeting Leshan, so Leshan had to prepare to learn martial arts to protect himself at such a young age. What was surprising was that Lele was able to invite a martial arts expert to teach Leshan, and Leshan learned it.

Wu, when they grow up and go out, as parents they will feel more at ease.

The handsome young men are also a little jealous. The little baby is so lucky. He has a sister to help him take care of everything. Life with a sister is so happy.

"It's great to congratulate Little Leshan for having a great master. Can Lele cook us a delicious meal to celebrate at noon?" The beautiful boy touched the top of the cute little dumpling's head.

"It's necessary. I will be the chef myself at noon."

"Wow, that's great!"

"It's a blessing."

"Hurry, let's eat quickly. After eating, we will work. After finishing the work, we will sit and wait for the delicious food..."
Chapter completed!