Young Master He finished paying homage to Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli, and then gave a big gift to He Qiang, "Father, calm down, it's my son who wants to leave."

This time, Shangguan Ruoli didn't expect it.

This middle school boy actually has a filial heart.

Shangguan Ruoli smiled lightly and said: "We are doing this casually, and we don't expect you to thank us. Besides, Boss He has already thanked you, so there is no need for you to be polite, Mr. He."

"No, thank you. My life is a small matter, and extending the bloodline of my He family is a big matter. I am a useless person, but my father is a hero..." This boy is quite self-aware.

This rainbow fart blew out He Qiang's anger.

He Qiang laughed and scolded: "You little brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Go and arrange a banquet yourself to entertain your two benefactors."

When He Da saw his father smiling, he immediately smiled playfully and said, "Dad, please accompany these two benefactors. I heard that these two benefactors are highly skilled in martial arts. I am also very close to my two benefactors..."

Shangguan Ruoli: "..."

Just now, this arrogant and arrogant young master looked at them and looked like they were "charlatans, get out of here", and now he wants to get close to his benefactor?

The brain circuitry of the middle school boy was really strange, and she couldn't understand it.

He Qiang listened to He Yuxi's advice, and he was naturally happy that his son had this heart.

These two men are impressive, their manners, conversation, and temperament are extraordinary. They are upright and have a sense of dignity and majesty in their bones. They are very skilled. The guards around them are also shining brightly and have extraordinary status.

Even the little girl's temperament is extraordinary, she doesn't recognize life at all, and there is a kind of majesty in her big and smart eyes.

Therefore, the identity of this family is definitely not as simple as an ordinary businessman.

Think about it again. Wang Feng, the newly arrived border guard, was once the personal guard of the Supreme Emperor. His wife, Bai Qingqing, was the Queen Mother's handkerchief. This family went to Mozhen with Bai Qingqing and lived near Bai Qingqing's medical hospital.

These people seemed to be born nobles. With such magnificent and luxurious furnishings in the He family, nothing fell into their eyes. There was no surprise or discomfort at all.

He had a hunch that this family's status was definitely extraordinary and worth making friends with.

Therefore, He Qiang does not object to his son doing this.

So he said: "Okay, be honest and don't be so careless. When we have a banquet later, we will have tea instead of wine and have a few drinks with your benefactors."

Young Master He chuckled, "Okay! Dad, I'm in good health. I don't need to replace the wine with tea. It's fine to just toast."

He Qiang glared, "Young man, the doctor told me that you are not allowed to drink alcohol for at least ten days and a half, and you are not allowed to have sex..."

"Hehe, okay, listen to daddy!" He Dashao said with a playful smile, then secretly approached Dongming Ziyu, "Well, Yuan Daxia..."

Dongming Ziyu was wiping the snack residue from the corner of Ling Yu's mouth. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and looked at him, "?"

Young Master He whispered, "Brother! You have saved my life. You worked together to pull me up from the cliff, saved my life, found poisonous insects on my body, and gave me detoxifying pills.

Brother, you are the noble people in my life!"

Young Master He's eyes were shining and he looked like a dog-legger.

He is dressed in a light blue brocade robe, has delicate and straight facial features, red lips and white teeth, and looks like a good-looking young master from a rich family.

Dongming Ziyu glanced at him and said calmly, "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

To be so diligent, there must be something evil.

Young Master He's eyes lit up. Seeing that his father was chatting with Shangguan Ruoli, he leaned into Dongming Ziyu's ear and lowered his voice and said, "Hey, it's nothing. I just want to ask about your martial arts skills."

You are so powerful, do you want to accept a disciple? Can you take the time to teach me some martial arts? I also want to learn some kung fu to protect my family and my country, and become a military general!"

As he said this, he secretly glanced at his father, fearing that he would beat him if he heard.

Dongming Ziyu said lightly: "My martial arts skills are not really high, I just know some simple boxing and kicking skills. It may be a little late for you to learn now."

Young Master He immediately put on a bitter look and began to show his misery: "It's not too late, big brother, please teach me how much I can learn. My father has hired several martial arts instructors for me, and they are all good at fists and legs."

, it’s all in vain! In fact, I know that it was all my father who fooled me, just because he was afraid that I would go to the battlefield and raised me like a pretty boy... Brother, I feel bitter, I only have the heart to fight on the battlefield!

"

I don't know why, but after his father relieved him of his vigilance towards these two people, he felt that these two people would definitely change his destiny.

He is the most dignified young man in the border area, but for some reason he wants to recognize this man as his eldest brother and would rather be his younger brother?

It's really crazy.

Dongming Ziyu didn't answer, but looked behind him with interest.

Young Master He realized something was wrong, turned around suddenly, and saw his father standing behind him at some point.

He Qiang saw his son sneaking around, so he came over to steal his son's words.

With one kick, he put it on his butt, "Fighting on the battlefield is nothing! You lazy guy, the martial arts instructor asked you to get up at the fifth watch and walk on horseback, and you slept until the sun was drying your butt! But you complained that I spent money to hire some embroidered legs.

Come on? People practice kung fu in the summer and in the winter. A lazy brat like you is only worthy of being a pretty boy!"

"Hey! Dad, I have something to say! I touched your feet carefully." Young Master He covered his buttocks with a sad look on his face.

The relationship between father and son is quite good, but the son is a bit naughty.

Ling Yu was even more forceful, slapping her hands and smiling with crooked eyebrows.

Young Master He looked over and his eyes lit up, "Whose does this beautiful doll belong to? It's so cute!"

He was like a child who sees a small pet, his eyes sparkle and he reaches out to hug it.

Dongming Ziyu will not let a stinky man hug Ling Yu casually, Ling Yao's "painful lesson" is still in front of him.

Fortunately, Ling Yu was shy, so she turned around and threw herself into Dongming Ziyu's arms, giving Mr. He a fat little back.

He Qiang slapped Mr. He's hand away and said, "Don't touch me, I like children. Get a wife quickly and have a few by yourself!"

Young Master He rubbed his hands and said sadly: "I don't want to be a father, I want to be a brother. Dad, since mother can't give birth, you can take some concubines and give me some brothers and sisters, then I want to do it

What are you doing?"

He Qiang's face darkened, "What nonsense are you talking about! I will never do anything to disgrace your mother!"

Suddenly, a servant woman came to report in a panic: "Master! Master! Something bad has happened. Madam has fainted again."

Both He Qiang and Young Master He's expressions changed greatly, and they asked in unison: "What's going on?"

The servant woman cried and cried: "I don't know, my wife is taking care of the pots of flowers and plants in the garden as usual. Who knows, she fainted all of a sudden..."
Chapter completed!