Chapter 635 Who cares about whom?
Bingbingliangliang "Jiuer...he...he..."
The Fourth Master was so excited that he couldn't even speak complete sentences.
Dabao recited it once, but didn't get to eat his mother's fruit, so he said anxiously: "Jiu'er, he he he!"
Fourth Master: “……???”
Dabao saw his family and his mother looked over. He blinked innocently and clapped his hands: "Jiu'er, he he he!"
Fourth Master: “!!!”
Before Wenjiu could even say a word, he saw the Fourth Master dragging Dabao away for training. The father and son chatted with each other, having a great time.
Wen Jiu: "...Master, did you just say you had something to tell me?"
The Fourth Master across from him didn't hear anything and dove headfirst into the group of his sons, clearly still in shock.
Wenjiu spread his hands. Looking at him like this, it shouldn't be an urgent matter, right?
I simply let the Fourth Master and the children play, and then I turned around to wash up first.
The Fourth Master suffered from insomnia again that day.
Even when I lay in bed at night, the image in my mind was still of my son reciting poems clearly to me.
The Fourth Master was like a pancake in bed, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep. He even sat up suddenly in bed.
Wenjiu, who had already practiced dancing in the space, found the Fourth Master making pancakes funny and asked, "Master, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
The Fourth Master suddenly grasped the hand that warmed the wine and said, "Jiu'er, don't you think our son is too smart? Other children who are only seven months old are already lucky if they can utter a word or two, but our son can already recite poems.
I just tested one of the children's arms and legs. I vaguely noticed their punches and kicks were incredibly powerful. Sanbao, that kid, could actually stand for a while. They're less than eight months old.
When I talk to them, they seem to understand. Even if they don’t understand, after I teach them a few more times, they actually learn it…”
When it comes to children, the Fourth Master talks endlessly.
"Master, it's normal for our children to be smart."
Wen Jiu pulled the Fourth Master's finger and whispered, "Look, I'm already so powerful, and Jiu'er isn't bad either. It would be wrong if I gave birth to a stupid child."
The Fourth Master looked at Wenjiu's pale, even slightly haloed face, and listened to her soft, whispering voice. He was stunned for a moment, "Hmm, that... makes sense."
The Fourth Master searched for a while, then suddenly lifted the quilt and said, "No, I have to find two good fathers for the children. I don't know if Master Wu still wants disciples. He is idle in the mansion, so I have to pay him a visit tomorrow.
"Grandpa!" Wen Jiu saw him about to get up, and she held her back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Grandpa, don't worry. Our child is only seven months old. There's no rush to invite Anda... He's so young, and Anda would be scared if he saw him."
After hearing what Wenjiu said, the Fourth Master was stunned for a moment, then sat back on the bed: "Well, Jiu'er, you are right."
The next second, he suddenly remembered something and stood up again: "No!"
Warming up the wine: “…Hmm?”
Fourth Master: "Even if we don't find a teacher, we can't delay the child. At this moment, it seems that I should teach him personally."
Having said this, he stood up and ran to the study.
He also said: "Wine, go to sleep first, don't wait for me."
Wen Jiu, feeling both amused and helpless, pulled the Fourth Master back and said, "Master, it's already late. Even if you want to teach him, there's still time tomorrow. The child is right there. How can he run away?"
Fourth Master: “But…”
"Don't say but." Wen Jiu pulled the Fourth Master's hand, trying to force him to sit down, but unfortunately he was pulled away.
Wen Jiu glanced at the stubborn man and said in a slower tone, "My dear, you still have to go to court tomorrow. Our son is already so smart, so there is no need to waste a moment. When you come back tomorrow, you can teach him however you want, okay?"
As he said this, his attitude softened a bit, and Wenjiu took the opportunity to pull him to sit on the bed. He kicked off his slippers and forced him to lie down.
Glancing at the Fourth Master's wide-open eyes, Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, and simply stuck the Great Longevity Secret on the Fourth Master's forehead.
Wen Jiu thought that the Fourth Master must have been much better than her and the child when he was learning. Who knows, maybe he could awaken the Great Longevity Secret earlier.
Furthermore, the Fourth Master has some knowledge of ancient books. He might gain something from reading many of the books he reads on a daily basis while drinking wine.
The warm jade slip touched his forehead, and the Fourth Master was startled. He immediately felt a coolness rush into his mind, and was stunned for a moment: "Jiu'er, what is this?"
Wen Jiu: "Master, do you feel anything?"
Wenjiu subconsciously held his breath and watched the Fourth Master's reaction intently.
He tilted his head for a while, then suddenly frowned.
Wen Jiu was frightened and looked at Yin Yin: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with you?"
"No, it's icy and cool, and feels very comfortable. What is this?" The Fourth Master wondered.
Wenjiu: "This... is just a stone."
Wenjiu was not disappointed when he saw that the Fourth Master had no reaction. The whole family had practiced these longevity secrets, but there was still no reaction.
Sure enough, as Xiaojin said, this thing cannot be forced.
"Oh." The Fourth Master nodded blankly and said, "I'd better get up and go give it to the children..."
"Master, hush, don't talk." Wen Jiu suppressed him as he was about to get up: "You should sleep now and conserve your energy so that you can better teach your sons tomorrow. Come, be good and close your eyes."
The fourth master was startled, and glanced at the white and tender little hand on his chest, and then saw her slender and fair profile...
The delicate clavicle, the white bellyband that was a little loose due to the pulling, and the mysterious ravine that was faintly visible...
Someone's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down, and suddenly said, "...Jiu'er is right. I can't ignore you just because of the child."
Wen Jiu reached out and smoothed his chest in a trance, and said casually: "Yeah, then go to sleep."
The Fourth Master's eyes darkened. "Come to think of it, Jiu'er wanted to treat me well yesterday, but I haven't let him do what he wanted..."
Warming up the wine: “Hmm… hm?”
Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Wenjiu opened his eyes abruptly.
How can this guy be so shameless?
Who said we should cherish him?
Besides, where is he putting his hand? In this situation, who cares about whom?
Where did that boy who blushed when I flirted with him when we first met go? ! !
The Fourth Master was in a trance, feeling as if he had forgotten something. He thought about it over and over again but couldn't remember it, so he simply put it behind his mind.
The big hand pressed the disobedient little hand over the head, and his teeth rubbed the small and lovely earlobe. The Fourth Master suddenly chuckled.
"Jiu'er, please settle down."
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