Chapter 30 Will I love it again after three years?

Yang Fan picked up the little kid with a smile and said, "I thought you couldn't speak?"

"It's not good to talk to strangers."

Yang Fan waved to Liu Erniu, and Liu Erniu naturally understood, took off the scabbard and handed it over.

Yang Fan: "Do you like knives?"

The little kid nodded.

Yang Fan: "Why do you like it?"

The little boy said: "I just like it."

Yang Fan: "How about I ask grandpa to teach you?"

Little brat: "No, grandpa will be tired."

Chen Busan, who was always smiling next to him, immediately stepped forward and said with loving eyes, "Grandpa, you're not tired."

The kid said: "Will I be spanked if I don't learn well?"

Grandpa snatched the kid from Yang Fan's hand and said, "I won't spank you if you don't learn well, but I will punish your sister without food." Just after he finished speaking, the kid grabbed Chen Busan's beard.

Chen Busan immediately gave up, "I lied to you, I lied to you. If you don't learn well, I'll punish you by practicing repeatedly."

The little kid rolled around like a loach on Chen Busan's body.

Chen Busan swayed from side to side and said, "Be careful of falling, why are you so dishonest?"

“The cigarette smells bad.”

Hearing this, Chen Busan put down the kid, and the kid ran away in a hurry.

Chen Busan said happily: "I am blessed with a mantle when I am old. Life is a blessing."

On the bank of Fengjiang River, on the other side of Bamboo Island.

The mourning paper is fluttering and the mourning strips are shaking.

Under the monument is the underworld, and paper warms the world.

On the monument is written that the deceased father Yang Wanying was worshiped by his daughter Tielan.

There is a simple wooden house next to the tomb, which is only used to block the wind.

The girl's slumped figure stood in front of the Independence Monument, but she stood tall and graceful but looked even more sad. The girl's hair was teased by the breeze, she held up her plain skirt but did not lift it up, and brushed her hair but half covered it.

The exposed half of the face is extremely beautiful; on the other half of the face with the hair removed, a birthmark ruins everything.

It turns out that the girl is the prostitute who Yang Fan secretly gave money to.

The girl was wearing a plain mourning dress with a black cloth on her arm. She looked at the tombstone quietly, thinking about the people under the tombstone and remembering the past.

Entering the makeshift hut, the girl took out the scattered silver and banknotes, put them on the wooden board, counted them carefully, and whispered to herself: "One hundred taels cost sixteen taels and three cents, and there are still eighty-four taels."

Twenty-seven coins, it should cost thirty taels to redeem the spear my father gave me."

The girl opened the door and planned to go to the pawn shop to redeem her spear.

At the same time, Wu Shu rowed across the river with Yang Fan, inspecting the land deeds and looking at his fortune.

Wu Shu said: "I have a question that I have been holding in my heart for a long time. There is no one around today, only the two of us. Can I ask you?"

Yang Fan was a little wary. Wu Shu had occupied his room and bed for the past few days, but he had done nothing wrong with her every night. At this time, he was afraid that Wu Shu would ask him, "Are you useless?"

Yang Fan said with a sad face: "Can I not answer?"

"No!" Women are very reasonable. No matter whether you are being reasonable or not, she will always be reasonable with you.

Yang Fan looked at Wu Shu with an expression that said there was nothing he could do about you.

Wu Shu asked: "Why do you have so many heaven-level skills and earth-level skills? Are you born into the royal family?"

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be this problem, and said with a smile: "When my grandfather was young, he practiced medicine. He had such a rule in treating diseases and saving people, that is, he had to pass on three unique skills that he had never seen before. After a long time, they were collected by him.

There are so many heaven-level skills and earth-level skills."

Wu Wei asked curiously: "Then grandpa's martial arts must be very powerful, right?"

Yang Fan: "It's just special grade."

This height, which ordinary people may not be able to reach in their lifetime, appeared in grandpa. Wu Shu did not feel that it was unattainable. Instead, like Yang Fan, she felt that it was "just".

Wu Wei asked: "Grandpa is so powerful, why is he special?"

Yang Fan: "He is a medical fanatic, not a martial arts fanatic. He wants so many exercises just to compile the best exercises and invent the best auxiliary medicines. He focuses on the origin rather than cultivation.

, so his martial arts in this life are only at the special level."

Wu Shu smiled and said: "Listening to what you said, I think he is even greater than those top masters."

Yang Fan smiled proudly.

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan stopped the paddle in his hand and hesitated: "I also want to tell you something."

Seeing Wu Shu sitting upright, Wu Shu felt nervous for no reason.

Yang Fan said seriously: "Can you stop getting into my bed at night?"

Is there any word that hurts a girl more and tramples on her self-esteem than this?

Wu Shu's face was white and red, and his eyes were crystal clear.

"Since you dislike me, why should you be nice to me?"

Yang Fan quickly shook his head: "No."

Wu Shu couldn't understand what he heard. He shook his head, spoke incoherently, and said emotionally: "It's nothing, it's not, it's not, I'm nothing to you, right? Have you ever considered my feelings? You understand me.

Are you frustrated and sad again and again? Do you think I'm being mean to you that I throw myself into my arms? You were the one who said you were responsible for me, you were the one who tied my hair, and you were the one who carried me to your bed.

call me

Silly girl, you are the one who calls me my little wife in front of others. Why do you say such things to me? If you dislike me, why do you want to be nice to me? If you don’t like me, why do you miss me? I

Keep your knot with you, keep your letter in the sachet. If you open my heart, you will see that it is all about you, but you don’t even want to open my heart. I

I like you, I love you, but I also have dignity."

Yang Fan: "Listen to my explanation..."

Wu Shu cried: "What else do you want to explain? Refusing is disgust, not being close is disgust. You have taken away my innocence, how can I have the face to be as innocent as before?" After saying that, he jumped into the river.

, Yang Fan was at the bow, and Wu Shu was at the stern. Although Yang Fan's reaction speed was enough to catch Wu Shu, it was only one more person who fell into the water.

Yang Fan struggled to push Wu Hu onto the boat and climbed up himself.

"Silly girl! You..."

Wu Shu: "Don't call me silly girl, I'm not stupid."

Wu Hu turned his head away and did not look at Yang Fan. The water stains on his face could not be distinguished from tears or water drops. His voice was just choked, but his water line was not broken.

Yang Fan turned to her again, "Little wife! I..."

Wu Shu turned his head again and said bitterly: "Who is your wife? I don't deserve it."

Yang Fan couldn't stand this willful temper anymore, so he picked up Wu Shu and kissed her fiercely. Wu Shu kicked her feet and beat her chest while kissing her, squealing and squealing until she was in his arms, panting and her eyes were blurred.

Only girls who support you are easy to talk to.

Yang Fan let go of his conscious invasion, hugged Wu Shu and said, "Can you be reasonable now?"

Facts have proved that it cannot.

Wu Shu bit Yang Fan's chest. Yang Fan took a breath, but did not avoid it. He just stroked Wu Shu's head and said softly: "You have been bumpy for many years, sleeping in the open air, not having enough meals, how much hardship you have suffered, and how much sin you have suffered.

, that can be explained clearly in words. It’s too late for me to feel sorry for you, how could I not like you? It’s precisely because I like you that I don’t dare to do anything wrong to you. Just listen to me..."

Wu Ming's teeth lost some strength unconsciously.

Yang Fan continued: "Due to the experience of begging, you have some hidden diseases in your body, which are the hidden diseases that cause you pain every month. This disease is not big or small. But when it comes to sexual intercourse, it must be

The harm outweighs the benefits. Now you are just a bud that has not yet grown to its full length. If you and I cross the line rashly, it will only increase your hidden dangers. If you are pregnant, it is estimated that there is a high probability that you will be born safely, regardless of whether the child will be born safely.

It will also cause dystocia."

Wu Shu lay on Yang Fan's chest, making circles with his fingers, feeling ripples in his heart and mixed emotions.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Do you understand my intentions now? You just thought that I was disgusted with you and didn't want to get close to you. Have you ever understood how much perseverance a vigorous young man needs to endure to not eat your peach?"

"uh-huh."

Yang Fan: "Short-term happiness or a lifetime of stagnation, which one do you choose?"

Wu Shu pinched Yang Fan's waist hard and said, "That's really unpleasant to say, you are just a dog."

Yang Fan pretended to be in pain and gained a moment of tenderness.

Yang Fan smiled gently, it was better to act coquettishly than to act violently, because acting like a spoiled child hurts oneself, while acting like a spoiled child pinches one's flesh.

He took out a wet book from his arms and said: "This Tianji Kung Fu is a strange book that the half-immortal Chang Le used to integrate longevity turtle into martial arts in his early years. Although his combat effectiveness is not strong, it is one of the best in the world.
To be continued...