More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and now it is the end of December, the season of heavy snowfall.
"Master~" Wei Ming walked up behind Wu Xia Zi and shouted.
"Weiming'er is here~" Wu Xiazi looked at the snow under the steps, stroking his beard habitually, and said with a smile: "How do you feel about studying and studying with your senior brothers and sisters these days~?"
Weiming smiled slightly and said, "Thanks to the teachings of my senior brothers and sisters, my disciple has benefited a lot these days."
"Okay, it's good to have this feeling, but just practicing martial arts is not enough." Wuxiazi smiled happily, and then said: "My disciples of Xiaoyao Sect in the past generations are all known as generalists. Except for martial arts, , they also have their own attainments in other aspects. Not only can they cultivate their mind, but they can also learn from and improve each other with martial arts. It can be said that the benefits are endless~"
"Disciple understands." Weiming said respectfully.
"It's good to understand, it's good to understand!" Wuxiazi smiled and continued: "Unknowingly, it's the New Year's Eve again, so you can put down your homework for the past few days and go with Xuan'er, Lao Hu and them first. Tidy up the house and get ready, after all, this is your first year in Xiaoyao Valley~"
"Disciple understands~" Wei Ming naturally had no reason to refuse, but after thinking about it, the master seemed to have missed a few people, so he asked casually: "What about Senior Sister and Second Senior Brother?"
"Xiao Zi~ I asked her to go down the mountain with Po Meng to prepare New Year's goods. As for Ji'er..."
Wu Xiazi was silent for a moment, and then his expression immediately changed. Tumo Xingzi shouted straight away: "Don't mention that little bastard to me. It's almost the Chinese New Year and there is no one to see. When he comes back, I will... I will... ..."
After taking a few breaths, Wu Xiazi didn't say anything cruel. Finally, he sighed helplessly and said, "If you see that brat, ask him to clean the room with you!"
"It seems that the master still loves the second senior brother very much!" Weiming saw the master's angry but helpless look. While laughing secretly in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a trace of envy. Although the second senior brother always talked back to the master on weekdays, Wei Ming knew in his heart that the relationship between the two had long gone beyond the blood-thicker-water relationship. The second senior brother did not say it with his mouth, but in his heart he respected his master very much.
"I know, master. When I see the second senior brother, I will definitely tell him." Weiming suppressed the upturned corner of his mouth and said "solemnly".
"Hmm~"
Wu Xiazi was very satisfied when she saw the young disciple before her being so well-behaved. At the same time, she couldn't help but think to herself: It would be great if Ji'er was also so well-behaved. He was obviously very cute when he was little.
"Master, if there is nothing else, then I will leave first." Seeing that the master seemed to have no more instructions, Weiming was about to leave, but as soon as he finished speaking, Wuxiazi seemed to have thought of something, stopped Weiming and said :
"By the way, while I'm cleaning the room, I want you to help me find something."
"Thing? What thing?" Wei Ming asked, but a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he seemed to have thought of something.
"It's a two-foot-square sandalwood box," Wuxiazi said.
'It can't be the painting of the second senior brother when he was a child~' Weiming thought in his heart, and without pausing, he said: "I understand, master, if this disciple sees this box, I will definitely give it to you."
"Okay, okay~" Wu Xiazi looked very happy, and after laughing twice, he said, "In that case, I have nothing to say to you as a teacher."
"Yes, then the disciple resigned." After Weiming finished speaking, he turned around and left. At the same time, he secretly glanced at Wu Xiazi's expression, and confirmed in his heart what was in the box. He smiled secretly in his heart,
There is also a touch of warmth. As for envy, after all, I am already a member of this big family.
...
A few days later, it was also the day before New Year's Eve.
"Master~ I found it!!!" Weiming shouted loudly as he broke into Wu Xiazi's door with a small wooden box in his hand.
"Master, I'm looking for..." After entering the room, Weiming was about to call again, but found that his hand was empty. When he looked up, it was actually in the hand of Wu Xiazi who had appeared at an unknown time.
Wu Xiazi hurriedly opened the box and took out a few pieces of old-looking rice paper. The expression on her face immediately changed from eagerness to ecstasy, "Yes, yes, that's it, that's it." Then.
He looked at Weiming and asked: "Weiming'er, where did you find it? I have been looking for it for many years and still can't find it?"
Weiming touched his head and said with a smile: "My senior brother and I found this when we were cleaning out debris in the warehouse."
"No wonder I haven't found it after searching for so long. It turned out to be hidden in a warehouse." Wuxiazi suddenly said.
"Congratulations, master~"
A voice came, and Weiming looked back and saw that it was his senior brother who was following him.
"Haha~ Not bad, my teacher's treasure has been lost and recovered. It's worthy of congratulations." Wuxiazi couldn't help but said with joy.
At this time, Weiming came forward and took a look at the rice paper in Wu Xiazi's hand. As expected, it was indeed a painting, and the protagonists in the painting were a baby, a young man, and an old man. Needless to say, the old man.
You can tell at a glance that it is Wu Xiazi beside Wei Ming. As for the boy and the baby, they are naturally the children of Gu Yuexuan and Jingji.
When he saw the painting of a baby urinating on Wu Xiazi's face, Weiming couldn't help but chuckle to himself, and then pretended not to know and asked: "Master, what is this painting...?"
"This is what your senior Danqing painted when your senior brothers were young!" Wu Xiazi held the painting in his hand and pointed at one of them and said, "This is your senior brother~"
On the screen, a child who looked to be five or six years old was squatting alone by the river, teasing the fish with branches.
Then Wuxiazi pointed to another one and said, "And this one is your second senior brother~"
The picture shows a baby wearing a bellyband and a sachet hanging around his neck, lying in a thorn bush.
"Second senior brother, he..." Although this was not the first time I saw him (in the game), after seeing it in real life, Weiming couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart. Comparing the situation of himself, senior brother and second senior brother,
It doesn't seem to be much better than myself.
"Hmm~" Wu Xiazi nodded at him, acquiescing to Wei Ming's unspoken words, and then warned: "Don't mention this to Ji'er, he doesn't want others to mention it."
"Disciple understands!"
Then Wuxiazi started to talk about Jingjiang's childhood, such as not liking to wear clothes and always liking to take off his diaper before peeing. At the same time, he also talked about the origin of Jingjiang's name: because Gu Yuexuan found him among the thorn bushes.
After I came back, I kept shouting "thorns" and kept shouting like this.
Although I don't know much about these things, when I heard the person's personal description, I felt it was a deeper level, especially the master's naming skills, which made me deeply impressed.
‘Hmm~ If I have a child in the future, I definitely can’t let my assistant senior brother choose the name.’ Wei Ming thought to himself.
"Oh~ It's a pity that since Danqing met the scholar, he switched to painting beauties. Otherwise, after all these years, I might have saved a whole box~~" At the end, Wuxiazi said with great melancholy: "Now,