I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room

  Chapter 211 The Power of Maternal Love

  There is nothing in this mansion that Mrs. Hou can't hide. After Xianglan told her that "the third master beat the second master", Mrs. Hou said oh, and then there was no more.

   It was the third child who beat the second child, and it wasn't the second child who beat the third child. Why is she in a hurry? Didn't you see Master Hou and didn't say anything?

  She was applying the ointment under the service of the maid, with a flash of sarcasm in her eyes, and said lightly, "Go and see what Auntie Ding is doing? It's cold, so stay indoors, so don't go out again."

  Mrs. Hou's maid was late, and Aunt Ding was not in the room. It's nothing more than a quarrel between brothers, but the third master hurt the second master. Can Aunt Ding not feel bad? Can you swallow this breath? She naturally wanted to go to the Hou Mansion and cry.

  It's a pity that she didn't get to see Marquis Wu'an, no matter how much she threatened and lured her, the guard at the door just said, "Your Majesty has ordered, no one will be seen."

   It's impossible not to see anyone, but it's just the people who don't see the second wife. Aunt Ding also knew it in her heart, so she was very unwilling and resentful in her heart. Also chilling, how could he treat their mother and son like this? As he said, he will protect her and will not let them be wronged.

   Now that the third child is promising, and she is getting old, Master Hou has changed. She doesn't complain how Lord Hou treats her, but Cheng Yao is also his son, how can his heart be like this?

  Mrs. Hou knew that Aunt Ding had returned without success, and she smiled in her heart. This person has to know current affairs and can see the situation clearly. It's not the time for her to be favored! Pin everything on men? ridiculous!

  However, you still have to tell the third child that you can't do it so clearly, it's easy to give people a handle.

  Actually, she worried a little too much. Since Wen Jiuxiao dared to do something, she could ensure that there would be no future troubles.

   "Mother, mother, I'm back!" The boy is full of energy, every time he comes back from the school, the little boy will run from the gate to the courtyard of the third room in one breath, and the boy can't catch up with him.

  Without Yu Zhi's instructions, Cherry skillfully handed the prepared sweat towel to Yu Zhi's hand.

   "Come here." Yu Zhi greeted.

  The boy stood obediently, and Ren Yuzhi helped him wipe the sweat from his forehead and back. The boy was full of firepower, and even though it was winter, he was still sweating all over the way.

   "Can't you walk slowly?" Yu Zhi complained, sweating every day, what should I do if I catch a cold? The little boy still doesn't like the servant girl to be close to him, saying that he is a man and the servant girl is a woman, and men and women are different. If you can do the personal things, you can do it yourself, and if you can't do it yourself, let his mother do it.

   For things like wiping sweat, he only asks his mother to help him. Even if it was the familiar pomegranate and lotus mist, he would not allow them to lift his clothes.

  Yu Zhi is very pleased that he has developed such good habits at such a young age. But he was only five years old, and he talked about whether men and women kiss each other, isn't he too elementary? But my mother is also a woman, why didn't you say "don't"?

  The little **** is justified, "Can mother be the same as them? They are outsiders, you are my mother, we are mother and child, and I was born from your belly."

   There is nothing wrong with these words. Baby, thank you, mother.

   "I want to see my mother soon."

  Yu Zhi wanted to say a few more words, but felt something bumped into his heart. He smiled and continued to wipe his sweat resignedly, "Did you eat candy at noon? Your mouth is so sweet!"

  The little brat laughed, "Mother, Mr. Kang praised me today." He was proud and cunning.

   "Oh, is that so? Why did Mr. Kang praise you?" Yu Zhi asked following his words.

   "Because my handwriting is good, Master Kang said that I have made great progress." The little boy said loudly, his eyes fixed on Yu Zhi's face, expecting, "Mother, the master has praised me, can I ask for a small reward?"

  Yu Zhi understood, the Master’s praise is not the point, but the reward is. Just ask him, "What reward do you want?"

   "Mother, I want you to walk with me tomorrow morning." The little boy looked forward to it.

  Father is too annoying, and mother said to step by step, at his age, half an hour of horse gait is enough. Father was disobedient and insisted on making him practice for a quarter of an hour longer. Hmph, Ming Erniang will also go to the martial arts arena to see if he dares to be disobedient?

  As a training partner, Yu Zhi was a little embarrassed, the father and son got up early, but seeing the boy's bright eyes, Yu Zhi gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Yeah, that's great!" the little brat cheered, "Mother, I'm going to do my homework, and today I have to write two more big characters." His mother will be happy only if he behaves better. Well continue to ask for rewards.

   Don't look at Zai'er's young age, Zai'er is very sensible!

  Early in the morning of the second day, Yu Zhi was woken up by Wen Jiuxiao, "What are you doing?" Yu Zhi shrank back under the blanket in dissatisfaction.

   "It's time to get up." Wen Jiuxiao put a hand in from under the quilt.

Yu Zhi raised her head with half-closed eyes, the curtain was pitch black, she turned over and rolled to the side of the bed, opened the curtain and looked outside, the room was also pitch black, "It's still early, I'll sleep later." The quilt was rolled up , fell asleep again.

   "It's getting late." Wen Jiuxiao was as energetic as a lion ready to hunt after eating and drinking, "Don't forget what you promised Zhouzhou."

  Yu Zhi breathed calmly, without any movement.

  Wen Jiuxiao chuckled, "If you don't remember, we can do something else."

  Yu Zhi still didn't respond at all, until Wen Jiuxiao kissed her lips, Yu Zhi turned his face away and pushed her with his hand in dissatisfaction.

   "Are you awake?" Wen Jiuxiao's eyes were full of smiles, "Are you awake or not?"

  Yu Zhi glared at him, "Get up!" How could she break her word when she promised the little brat?

  As soon as the quilt was wrapped, she sat up, her whole body covered tightly.

   Regret flashed in Wen Jiuxiao's eyes, and he said courteously, "Help the lady with the clothes for my husband."

  It was pitch black outside, and the sky only slightly lit up when the family of three walked to the martial arts arena.

  Wen Jiuxiao warmed up with the little boy, playing a set of boxing techniques. Yu Zhi stood aside and admired, the little boy stopped talking, Wen Jiuxiao... this strength, this speed, tsk tsk, Yu Zhi's eyes slowly fell on his lean upper body, broad shoulders, and powerful muscles , thin waist...

   Xu's eyes were too hot, Wen Jiuxiao turned his head abruptly, just as he caught her gaze before he could look away, Yu Zhi smiled at him with a smile on his face. Wen Jiuxiao paused for a moment with his punched fist, and then he regained his fluency.

  After Wen Jiuxiao turned around, Yu Zhi let out a sigh of relief, and patted his little heart lightly, masculinity, masculinity!

  Father and son are practicing, oh no, it’s the grandparents practicing, and Marquis Wu An also came to practice.

  Yu Zhi felt a little silly standing like this, and also a little cold. Why don't she practice too? What should I practice? lap? Marquis Wu An would think her more like a fool.

  Her eyes slid across the weapons rack, suddenly her eyes lit up, she walked over quickly, and grabbed a long whip in her hand. It was just long enough to make a skipping rope for her.

  Yu Zhi danced in all kinds of tricks, but she was so agile that the little boy couldn't help being distracted to help her count. Suddenly, he sprained his ankle and fell backwards.

  Marquis Wu An and Wen Jiuxiao were all shocked, "Zhou Zhou!"

  Behind him is a pile of scattered weapons, that knife, that sword, that Emei thorn...all are edged...

  Among the light of the calcium carbide fire, Yu Zhi moved, and the long whip flew out soundlessly, wrapping around the boy's waist at once, and the next moment, he fell into Yu Zhi's arms.

   Marquis Wu An, who was still in a running posture, froze in surprise. This, this, is he not dazzled? The third daughter-in-law obviously had her back to Zhou Zhou, this reaction, this speed... What did the third son, that bastard, hide from him?

Yu Zhi didn't admit it, "Martial arts? My father looks like I can do martial arts? It's just that I grew up in the countryside and did a lot of farm work, so I have great strength. The reason why I was able to save Zhou Zhou should be the strength of my mother's love. "

  Marquis Wu An looked at her with complex eyes. The volume she just made was not something ordinary people could do. He doesn't believe a word about strength and the power of maternal love.

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  (end of this chapter)