"Daddy!" Huang Xu's immature voice sounded suddenly.

The boy was dressed in a jacket, and his whole body was completely renewed, and when he saw his father, he broke free from the waitress.

"Wake up, did you sleep well?" The smile on Huang Zhong's face gradually faded, revealing the face of Father Yan.

"Yes!" Huang Xu said in a deep voice, stepped forward and obediently took his father's hand.

"Big brother, why are you so fierce to children?" Zhao Yun snorted and beckoned: "Xu'er come here!" ”

The maid followed suit, and kept following Xiao Huang Xu closely.

When the child saw Zhao Yun, his eyes blinked and he remembered who it was, and he was overjoyed. But he didn't dare to speak, just looked up at his majestic father, saw Huang Zhong nodded, and ran over happily.

"Big brother, I miss you!" As soon as Huang Xu ran to Zhao Yun's side, he immediately hugged his thighs.

"Xu'er, you want to call your father-in-law!" Huang Zhong's face was a little unbearable, and he snorted.

Huang Xu glanced at his father in fear, and then looked at the eldest brother in front of him, his eyes were full of confusion: "Is it okay for me to call my father-in-law big brother?" It's still good! ”

"Not good!" Zhao Qingcheng laughed: "Father-in-law and father are the same!" ”

"Uncle Cheng is up!" Zhao Yun, Xu Shu, and Chen Zhi greeted each other in unison.

Huang Zhong didn't call out, just politely clenched his fists.

"Not as young as you," Zhao Qingcheng's temples were a little silvery: "I also drank a little more last night, and I got up late." Zilong is good, your father and I also got up early in the morning. ”

Xiao Huang Xu didn't know why, he was shocked, and his hand holding his thigh loosened.

Smiling bitterly in his heart, Zhao Yun didn't know how Huang Zhong and his family educated their children, didn't they say ten years old? How can you tone like a three- or four-year-old child?

"Big brother, what year was Xu'er born?" He took pity on picking up the child as if he were holding his younger siblings at home.

"The ninth day of the fifth month of the year of Renzi." Huang Zhongwen replied angrily, very depressed in his heart, his son was not close to him, and even the maid seemed to be sticky.

I was only eight years old.

Presumably, Huang Zhong's wife is really uneducated, and she was sick after the child was five years old, and she has been seeking medical treatment since then.

Zhao Yun sighed silently in his heart, gently touched Huang Xu's head, turned his head and asked the waiter next to him: "You bought all the new clothes on Xu'er?" ”

"Yes, Childe!" She stood beside her at a loss, and the task given to her yesterday afternoon was to bring the child up.

In the evening, Huang Zhong was drunk and full of wine, and came over to take a look under the guidance of the little maid, and came over to take a look early this morning.

Her hands kept crossing, and her voice trembled: "The slave maid bought it with her own money, but she didn't take the money on the cabinet, and it was not good to buy it." ”

"Oh? Go back to Uncle Cheng and make up for her in the account! Zhao Yun was interested: "Why are you so good to Xu'er?" Alas, what are you crying about? Early in the morning, there is something to say. ”

"The slave maid used to have such a big child," she twitched: "The year before last was gone, and the family was ruined last year." ”

"You found it from the official slave and maid for temporary use, right?" Zhao Yun asked Zhao Qingcheng, seeing this cousin touching the back of his head in embarrassment, he probably couldn't find an answer.

After all, he is the big shopkeeper in Jingzhou, a small waitress, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and he wouldn't ask how the people below arranged it.

"Uncle Cheng, go back and let people redeem her." Zhao Yun commanded, and asked again, "What's your name?" ”

"Slave Zhenji," she paused and added: "My mother's surname is Diao, and my husband's family is ・・・・・・."

Zhao Yun waved his hand, it was impossible for him to overturn the case, the world was overcrowded, and he was still small and couldn't bear it.

"From now on, Xu'er will be handed over to you to bring!" He put down the child: "Xu'er is good, go play with the big sister, the father-in-law and father still have something." ”

"Big brother, the child's vitality is insufficient, let Uncle Cheng go back and find some long-aged wild mountain ginseng to replenish the vitality, but he can't cultivate yet, otherwise he won't be able to keep up with his vitality."

Jingxiang has Codonopsis, but women can eat more during confinement, and the effect on vitality and the like is too far behind.

Huang Zhong has always been like a spectator, although he is very strict with his son on the surface, he is actually his lifeline.

Seeing that the other party was well arranged, he wanted to run home immediately to tell his wife the good news.

Zhao Yun said anything, and he kept nodding.

"Zilong, come, take a hand!" Zhao Qingcheng's kung fu has been active for a while: "I never knew how well you cultivated. The writing is good, but the kung fu can't be pulled down. ”

"No problem!" Zhao Yun smiled heartily, tied his belt, sank his dantian, tied up his horse steps, and rushed straight to Zhao Qingcheng's waist with a punch.

"A weapon is an extension of the arm," Huang Zhong explained on the side, mainly to see if Xu Shu doesn't know martial arts: "People can't have weapons on their bodies at all times, so fist and foot kung fu is quite important." ”

"He is particular about this punch, if he attacks three ways, it will be easy for the opposite person to dodge. To capture three lanes, it is best to kick with your feet. But uncles and nephews fight each other, and it is both disrespectful and dangerous to use their feet. ”

"Uncle Cheng coped quite well, if he responded with his fist, he didn't know what changes the other party had, so he simply turned to one side and his fist missed."

"Aren't they playing a trick?" Xu Shu's face was full of question marks: "After fighting for so long, I haven't touched the other party's body." ”

"One is over the prime of life, the other is strong, and he has not yet reached his peak, and fighting with strength is a lose-lose style of play."

"So, the third prince is very flattering?" This is the second shopkeeper Zhao Chunlei, who has already met yesterday and is also the actual person in charge of the hotel.

If Zhao Qingcheng leaves in the future, if he comes to take charge of Jingzhou, the spring character in the middle will become a green character, and the Zhao family will know at a glance that he is a county-level helmsman.

"The two of them are uncles and nephews, there is no need to fight for their lives, there is no such thing as being clever or unflattering, on weekdays, we compete with people who are familiar with each other, we are looking for flaws, and if there is none, people will show flaws."

"Oops, both of them are powerful, they seem to be flaws, but they are gone in a blink of an eye, but they have caused flaws to each other."

watched the uncle and nephew in the field fight vigorously, and from time to time there was physical contact, and they were all separated by one touch.

Zhao Chunlei also learned some guidance techniques to strengthen the body, and his fist and foot kung fu were average.

There is Huang Zhong, a martial arts master, who is explaining next to him, whether it is him or Xu Shu, they have benefited a lot.

Chen Zhi saw the two of them competing, and he was a little eager to try, looking and listening, his face gradually became serious.

He thought to himself, none of these two people got along well, especially his own father-in-law, who changed his moves very quickly. The rabbit rose and fell, and his eyes did not dare to blink, because in an instant, his body shape had changed.

At this time, I saw Zhao Yun actually contact Zhao Qingcheng's body for the first time.

When it was too late, he pulled his hand on the other's arm.

Zhao Qing's body leaned forward and turned into a forward rush, and Zhao Yun was just behind him.

The empty hand suddenly punched, stuck to its back and didn't move.

"Haha, Uncle Cheng is old!" Zhao Qingcheng gasped: "Brother Meng taught well. ”

Zhao Yun also withdrew his fist and said with a wry smile: "Daddy, how can he have time?" It's all Kun Ye teaching us. ”

"Uncle Kun?!" Zhao Qingcheng's eyes lit up: "Alas, you kid is so blessed, Uncle Kun and his old man just demonstrated it to us once." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Yun took the sweat towel and wiped the sweat on his face: "Which uncle of Baji is it?" ”

The older generation of the Zhao family has the only remaining Zhao Qian and Zhao Kun, the former has unparalleled equestrian skills, and the latter has extraordinary martial arts.

There is the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Universe Flood Wilderness below, he is Zhao Yun's uncle, and his kung fu is a little higher than Zhao Mengdu.

"I was taught by Brother Tian," Zhao Qingcheng also wiped his sweat: "I was beaten a lot of whips when I was a child!" ”

The two walked to the other people's side as they spoke, and before they paid attention to the martial arts competition at first, a large circle of people surrounded Huang Zhong.

"The so-called routine is to attack the enemy and save it!" He took Chen Zhi as a sparring partner, and compared his elbows to a posture: "The other party's response, you have to calculate it yourself." ”

"As soon as he retreated, my left fist hit my chest, and if it was my head or neck, I would be able to dodge it in a moment's time. He was about to dodge to the left, and I slammed his right fist into his back from behind. ”

Huang Zhong explained there, the more people gathered around, the Zhao family members were attracted to it, and even Zhao Yun listened to it with relish.

(This was uploaded in advance, and it was Chinese New Year's Eve.) Wushan is on Chinese New Year's Eve, the first day of the new year, the second day and the third day of the new year, four days in a row, five changes every day. ）