In the courtyard, Zhong Hua was helping his mother clean the courtyard when he heard a voice coming from far away.
Zhong Hua held his broom and looked up at the door.
I saw a handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a green robe, walking in.
This handsome young man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes are like lacquered stars. Under the dragon crown, three thousand cyan colors are scattered wantonly.
This young man is none other than Zhong Hua's 25-year-old father, Zhong Li.
His cheeks were flushed, and there was a bit of coquettishness in his blurred eyes. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of wine at the banquet.
He staggered in, touched the top of Zhong Hua's head affectionately, and pinched Zhong Hua's soft and white face as white as jade, and finally said with a playful smile: "My precious Huamei, your father will come back."
Listening to his father's angry words, Zhong Hua felt slightly embarrassed.
However, Zhong Hua didn't show any signs of it on the surface. He held Zhong Li's flailing hand sweetly and said shyly, "Daddy!"
Jiang Yun'emei frowned slightly and said angrily: "Oh, Brother Li, why did you drink so much again? Xiao Zhonghua, your father is drunk, you should go back to your room first!"
"I'm not drunk!"
Before Zhong Hua could answer, Zhong Li stood up and drank.
He knelt down unsteadily and picked up Zhong Hua directly. His drunken tone enveloped Zhong Hua's entire little head, and he said with a smile: "Thrush baby, do you miss daddy?"
"I think about it every day!"
In order to avoid the bad breath, Zhong Hua pressed close to Zhongli's chest, stretched out his fingers to draw circles on his chest, and said with a sweet smile: "Daddy, did you miss me?"
"Imagine, Daddy is thinking about my precious Thrush every day!"
Zhong Li looked at Zhong Hua drunkenly, swaying before saying anything. Jiang Yun quickly snatched Zhong Hua down and put it on the ground, and said softly: "Xiao Zhong Hua, your father is drunk. You should go back to your room to sleep first, mother."
Please help daddy wake up and sleep with you!"
"Well, okay, mother!"
Zhong Hua knew that his mother wanted to help his father sober up, and also wanted to avoid verbal attacks, so naturally he obeyed.
Walking on his short legs, Zhong Hua quickly ran back to his parents' room and lay down before Zhong Li could say anything else.
Lying on this familiar yet unfamiliar bed, Zhong Hua couldn't help but narrowed his eyes in comfort.
My parents in this life have a very good relationship with me.
Although they don't see each other often, they basically sleep with them in the same bed every time they meet.
This is completely different from the parents in the second life.
Zhong Hua remembered that in his second life, he slept alone under his mother's bed since he was a child.
Even when she was alone, my mother did not dare to secretly put her on the bed to sleep.
As for toys, there were only broken tiles.
Why do you say girls should be raised cheaply?
"Haha! There's no way to raise a girl well even if she's raised lowly!"
"Social environment and life experience are important factors that determine a person's true outlook on life."
"Although my parents in this life don't often accompany me."
"But it's really good for me."
"But it's a pity that my three views have long been finalized."
"I am sincere in my ways!"
"The so-called family affection and love, to me, are just slight movements caused by the icebergs of human nature touching each other."
"What I pursue is the path to invincibility."
"My pursuit, no matter how many times I reincarnate, no matter how time and space change, neither Bai Xianyu nor Zhong Hua will change at all."
Zhong Hua longs to fly to the nine heavens and be the great roc that spreads its wings.
Experienced the baptism of thunder and fire.
Survive the bad wind and become immortal.
This ambition originated from Zhong Hua's second life named Bai Xianyu, and it will never change no matter what.
The so-called family love, no matter how beautiful it is, is just beautiful in Zhong Hua's heart.
Zhong Hua lives forever, is determined and pursues only the power to dominate everything.
"Besides, I understood it in my previous life."
"I'm just a cuckoo bird that cries blood!"
"No matter how good my parents are to me in this life."
"Traveling is always traveling."
"I killed their original children."
"My essence is a cuckoo bird whose soul has taken over the bodies of their children."
After calming down all kinds of emotions, Zhong Hua opened his eyes and looked out the window.
I saw the beautiful moonlight, just like before.
"My temperament may be like the moon, with its waxing and waning changes. But my thoughts are still the aspirations of the Nine Heavens, which will remain unchanged until death. Just like the unchanging moonlight, they will always shine in my heart.
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After finishing speaking, Zhong Hua closed his eyes and began to think about how to combine the Opening Stele Hand and Piao Miao Mian Palm into the eight moves of Sanshou.
In addition, Zhong Hua's understanding of martial arts from the various secret books he read in Chaoyang Tower was constantly included.
Under the influence of the master status of all schools in his previous life, Zhong Hua's progress in researching and developing mental martial arts has skyrocketed.
After nearly two years of gestation, today, this new martial arts finally took shape.
"This palm technique is called the Heaven-Fighting Palm!"
"It connects heaven, earth and man, has both yin and yang, accommodates the five elements of heaven and earth, and possesses the power of heaven."
Stretching out his hands and looking at these fair and delicate little hands, only Zhong Hua knew how terrifying they were.
"Although this palm technique is just a rough creation, the utilization rate of one's own strength and the energy of the Dantian is as high as 90%."
"And not only that, this palm technique can also pull the power of heaven and earth, and has a lot of room for growth."
"However, this palm technique does not have the ability to split the air, and it has great flaws. If you want to be successful, you must not only utilize your own strength and Dantian energy to 100%, but also need to know more about the martial arts of the splitting air palm.
Learn the truth."
Zhong Hua thought about this newly created palm technique.
In his mind, he simulated the scene of this palm technique versus other martial arts in Chaoyang Tower against the enemy.
Unknowingly, Zhong Li had sobered up and left the room with Jiang Yun.
After taking off their coats, they sat down on both sides of the painting.
At this time, Jiang Yun took out a piece of jade and handed it to Zhong Hua, saying, "By the way, little Zhong Hua, look, this is the gift my mother has prepared for you!"
"Gift!"
Zhong Hua was overjoyed and took the jade piece and looked at it carefully.
I saw that the jade piece given to me by my mother was very exquisite. One side of the jade piece was carved with birds, animals, insects, and fish, and the other side was carved with a beautiful phoenix spreading its wings.
At this time, Jiang Yun smiled and said: "Mother knows that you like to read, so this piece of jade was given to you by my mother to make a bookmark. Don't underestimate it, this piece of jade was given to you by my mother."
A magical weapon made for you by an expert in weapon refinement. Although this magical weapon is not very powerful, it can absorb energy by itself and release dust-repelling spells, so that your books will not be covered with dust."
"Bi Chen Jade Lot!" Zhong Hua's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "It's really a treasure!"
After saying that, Zhong Hua looked at Zhongli with his little eyes, meaning that he couldn't be more conspicuous.
However, Zhongli seemed not to see it.
He looked at Zhong Hua with a calm expression.
Zhong Hua naturally knew that this weird father was trying to tease him again.
Although he also prepared a gift for himself.
But with his playful temperament.
If I hadn't fought with myself, I might not have been able to get the gift to myself so easily.
Zhong Hua secretly grinded his teeth.
I was angry!
Naturally, Zhong Hua couldn't let his little father get what he wanted. He rolled his little eyes, gritted his teeth and simply threw himself into Jiang Yun's warm arms and fell asleep.
snort!
Five buckets of millet just makes me bow!
I have a backbone!
Let you enjoy the cool breeze alone all night.
Reflect on it.
Tomorrow, be obedient and put the gift in my hand.