"Okay, Fatty, I offered to go back. I thought you were going to take this opportunity to hold off on going back."
Ye Weiqing listened to Sammo Hung's urging to go back, which surprised him. In the past few days at the Prince's Mansion, he had been playing hide and seek with Ye Tian, trying his best to be lazy. This was such a good opportunity, but he didn't make good use of it.
, delayed for a while, but urged to go back earlier, which surprised Ye Weiqing.
"How is it possible? The Prince's Mansion is a place where I have struggled and loved. It contains the sweat of my youth and the traces of my life. How could I not want to go back? Besides, the life there is also what I yearn for. Although it is tiring, it is
It is fulfilling and I can learn the true skills of making a fortune. I want to go back from the bottom of my heart. What’s more, there is also my beloved boss there. In order to see your face every day, don’t say it is so hard and tiring.
Even if it’s a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I have to rush in without hesitation.”
Hearing Ye Weiqing's words, Sammo Hung immediately retorted, explaining that he and Ye Tian were hiding and playing purely for entertainment and were not trying to be lazy at all. Then he used his sharp tongue to shape him into a man who is brave enough to endure hardships.
The image of a struggling young man who dares to suffer and is not afraid of hardships. He also expressed that his determination to be with his respected boss can overcome any difficulties and obstacles.
The two of them were talking nonsense like this, which confused Sammo Hung’s parents nearby. They really didn’t know why Ye Weiqing said that their son was afraid of returning to the Prince’s Mansion, and his son also described it as a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. Could it be that their son was there?
They will also be abused.
"Baby, are you having a hard time in the Prince's Mansion? What do you mean by that? How come it's a mountain of swords and fire when you go to Ye's house?" Sammo Hung's mother asked impatiently as she cared about her son.
"Well, how do I put this? It's because I'm not used to the climate. The main reason is that the water in the Prince's Palace is not as sweet as ours. I'm not used to drinking it." Sammo Hung hesitated and gave an extremely lame reason. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was embarrassed.
Tell his parents about his laziness.
Hearing this, Ye Weiqing almost couldn't help but laugh out loud, thinking to herself, Fatty, you are too bad at making excuses, and you are still not accustomed to the local environment, so you might as well just sleep on your own bed.
Sammo Hung's mother was obviously not interested in this explanation either. She even tasted the tea on the table carefully for a long time, but she still couldn't taste the sweetness in the water. Seeing Yeweiqing holding back her laughter, she
He cast doubtful eyes on him, wanting Ye Weiqing to tell him what was going on.
So after Ye Weiqing improved Sammo Hung's training qualifications, Prince Ye Tian taught him how to practice every day. Then Sammo Hung's practice speed was very fast, which made the old prince very happy, so he spent more time to supervise the practice. In the end, Sammo Hung couldn't stand the practice.
He talked about the boring things about hiding and being lazy every day and every night.
After hearing the whole story, Sammo Hung’s mother reached out and hit him twice on the head, and taught him a lesson:
"My good son, do you know how many people in the entire continent want to worship the Sword Master as their teacher? How many people want to get even a few words of guidance from them but can't get it. It's better for you. You don't want it when it comes to your door. You still hide everywhere. You like to hide.
Maomao, right? I will send you to the sky prison later and let you have fun with the guards there."
"Yes, baby, you didn't have the talent before, so we didn't ask you to practice, but now you have the talent for cultivation, and you have the personal guidance of the Sword Master. If you don't practice hard, it will be a waste. So you
It’s better to think carefully, are you really unwilling to take the path of cultivation?”
After Sammo Hung's parents knew the whole story, they also felt that if they didn't practice, they would have wasted this good situation. However, they did not insist on their words and did not require the fat man to practice. This shows their open-mindedness and love for Sammo Hung.
In fact, the Hong family is indeed very open-minded about the future of the next generation. Back then, Sammo Hung’s grandfather not only allowed Hong Wenjun to do business, but also gave him great support. Now that it is Hong Wenjun’s turn, he will naturally not force Sammo Hung to be his son.
Things I don’t like.
Moreover, Ye Weiqing also opposed forcing Sammo Hung to practice. He hoped that Sammo Hung could do what he liked. Otherwise, even if he became a master, he would not be happy. So several people quickly reached a consensus, that is, let Fatty live at home first
After a period of time, Ye Weiqing and Sammo Hung's parents persuaded Prince Ye Tian not to force Sammo Hung to practice. Sammo Hung was naturally very happy to get this result. As for his parents, even though they made this decision, they still felt a little bit
pity.
"It's a pity that your magic elixir was wasted on Bao'er. If it were given to other people, it would definitely create a peerless master."
"It can't be said to be a waste. At that time, Fatty was very depressed because of the changes in the Hong family. Taking this elixir made him regain his confidence. This is more important than improving his cultivation. And now his body is much healthier than before, and he has no health problems at all.
He has overcome the obesity problem. Besides, it’s not like he will stop practicing at all in the future. It will be easy to become an average master and have the strength to protect himself."
Ye Weiqing said with a smile that he was very happy that the fat man's parents did not force the fat man to practice. In this way, as long as he persuaded his grandfather, the fat man could do what he wanted to do. And with the consent of his parents, he believed in his
Grandpa will no longer be so insistent.
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