Cannon Fodder His Dad

Should not!

Wu Qun felt that even if Qiu Ming was a scumbag, he was a scumbag with very good acting skills. Otherwise, how could he pretend to have amnesia to deceive Xia Shiyu, lose both money and people, and still carry a baby?

However, according to the urination of Tiandao in the small world, Wu Qun felt that this should be the plot line that Xia Shiyu was forced to follow. Even if he wrote back, it was probably Xia Shiyu who went the wrong way and came to Yuzhou this year. .

Looking at Xia Shiyu who was getting closer, Wu Qun explained again in Wu Hui's ear: "Dad doesn't want you to marry someone from the Cang Yu faction."

Wu Hui still nodded with a sullen face, and then seemed to remember his father's request, and replied, "Father, it's fine for you to call the shots."

Yo, my son has made progress again, but isn't he too obedient?

Wu Qun began to worry that this son's improvement plan must be followed quickly.

Xia Shiyu followed the maid and folded his fists, but did not curtsy. Wu Qun didn't say a word, and Wu Hui did not say anything.

"Elder Wu, Junior Brother Wu Hui didn't expect you to be here. This time, I was ordered to go down the mountain to find Junior Brother Wu Hui, who had left the mountain privately." Xia Shiyu didn't treat himself as a guest at all, and was straight to the point.

Looking for a younger brother? Could it be so far away, still thinking of touching porcelain? I have seen Qiu Ming, and I feel that the younger brother is still tender, and the younger brother is good? The most important thing is to leave the mountain privately? The disciples who guard the gate can ask them about it, and they write it clearly and clearly, and they return to their hometown to worship their ancestors.

"Nephew Xia is not just looking for my son?" Wu Qun saw that Wu Hui had been standing and motioned him to sit down, but the child stood stubbornly behind him.

"This, this is the elder Wu. My master and Uncle Li Li discussed the marriage of my junior brother and I. Thinking of finding someone, let's settle the marriage first." Xia Shiyu was a little shy when he said this. Not at all, it looks elegant.

But, girl, are you sure that in front of someone's own father, you say that someone else is in charge of him, is it appropriate for you to be engaged? Did you take his father in your eyes?

"Marriage? Nephew Xia, the ceremony of my son and the crown has not yet been held. We will discuss this matter later." Wu Qun immediately refused. This girl is fine. No matter how good it is, it is destined to belong to someone else.

"Elder Wu, but the little uncle has already agreed. My master and they are already working on the marriage." Xia Shi frowned slightly, and was a little dissatisfied with Wu Qun's refusal.

"What's your opinion?" Second Uncle said at this moment.

"Listen to my father." Wu Hui immediately replied, thinking in his heart that he was afraid that his father would take him away after he knew about it? In fact, you don't need to leave, it's better to just refuse.

"Nephew Wu, my son's marriage, don't have to worry about the head and your little uncle. Since my own father is here, there is no reason to bother outsiders." Wu Qun looked at Xia Shiyu's frowning appearance, Not happy.

"Elder Wu, the little uncle is Wu Hui's master, can we be regarded as outsiders? Besides, this is for Wu Hui, isn't it?"

"I'm Wu Hui's father. Wu Hui didn't worship Li Li, so how can he call himself my son's teacher? When I'm a stone?" Wu Qun stood up and looked at Xia Shiyu with his hands behind his back and a cold face.

"Elder Wu, I know that you are Wu Hui's father, but you haven't cared about him since you handed him over to the little uncle. Knowing that Wu Hui is the disciple of the little uncle, how can you say that?" Xia Shiyu's words were a bit too much, and there was even a warm anger on his face. As if to earn one, two, three for Wu Hui and his master.

"Uncle Li, not a master." Wu Hui defended. He was by Li Li's side from the very beginning, and he was never accepted as an apprentice, but was kept by his side, so that everyone thought he was a disciple. In fact, he was not. There was no apprenticeship ceremony. There is no worship of tea, not even the simplest form of kowtow.

So what kind of master is this? The swordsmanship he learns are all from the outer disciples, and the same is true for the inner martial arts. Li Li did not teach him the skills and moves that the inner disciples could learn. The most important thing is that Li Li did not introduce it in front of others. He was his disciple.

Wu Hui's denial made Xia Shiyu's face darken, and he immediately drew his sword and pointed at Wu Hui and said, "Wu Hui, how can you learn from Elder Wu and treat your master like this. He has raised you for four full years. Four years."

"Yinzi's father gave it." Wu Hui popped out a few words again, blocking Xia Shiyu. The meaning is obvious, my father gave me money when he hosted me.

"How can you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!" Xia Shiyu was used to being the head disciple of the Cangyu faction, and he was not used to others not holding her, but running on her.

Wu Qun silently gave his son a thumbs up. If he is good, he should focus on the point.

However, Yu Guang saw that the second uncle had nothing to do with him, and Wu Qun felt that he couldn't just look at the surface.

"Xia Shiyu, Wu Mou is not dead yet. Do you have to think about it before putting on the hat? Wu Hui still has a biological father alive." Wu Qun kept Wu Hui behind, and he had never seen such a forced marriage. Hate to marry you, hurry back to marry, Wu Hui is not the only male disciple on the mountain, there are many people kneeling and licking you, why bother his son.

"Elder Wu, I will pass a book on this matter to Master, and let him decide." Xia Shiyu snorted coldly, grabbed a sword flower, put away the sword, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, as long as I, Wu Qun, don't die, my son will never marry an ignorant woman like you." Wu Qun scolded coldly and angrily.

"You, you, don't slander others. I will write a letter now and tell Master one by one, you are deceiving people too much." Xia Shiyu held the sword and said fiercely with clenched teeth.

"Don't marry." When Xia Shiyu accused his father in anger, Wu Hui also said aloud with a blank face.

Xia Shiyu blushed suddenly, was she rejected from marriage in public?

"Wu regret, you will regret it." Xia Shiyu left a cruel word, turned and ran away.

"Why are you doing this? Why don't you just get married? There is no marriage certificate, so you can't do anything." The second uncle and the others all ran away before they spoke.

"Marriage letter, you have to get married. That's it for today. Second Young Master Ning will say goodbye." Wu Qun was no longer in the mood to talk to this sick son.

Wu Hui also bowed to his second uncle with a blank face, and said, "Retire."

The second uncle was taken aback, is Wu Hui planning to advance and retreat with his father? Really father and son.

"Don't worry, this is my son's mistake. I thought you were from the same family and should be acquainted, but I didn't expect this to happen, but the third brother brought them back. It's not easy for me to drive them away, don't worry at night. I will never let this coquettish guest appear." Second Young Master Ning stood up, stopped the two of them, and apologized.

"Second uncle, I don't blame you." Wu Hui said, but Wu Qun silently stopped talking. His son softened and believed in this second uncle who he hadn't seen for many years.

"It's fine if you don't blame the second uncle. Daxia Wu is from his own family. You might as well stay. When the third brother comes back and the family banquet is over, you want to leave.

Wu Qun didn't want to say anything, he just wanted to see what this gentle and elegant Ning Er Gongzi wanted to do? From the courtesy at the beginning, to the cold-eyed, to the enthusiastic retention, Wu Qun felt that there was a problem, and there was definitely a problem.

Wu Qun said nothing. Since he couldn't leave, he practiced swordsmanship in the yard. Wu Hui sat with him, listening to Ning Er's nonsense and caring words, occasionally responding to the previous sentence.

After finally getting his body to feel comfortable, Wu Qun wiped off his sweat and looked at Wu Hui and Ning Er and said, "Ji'er, you practice too. Let your second uncle rest for a while, he is a patient. You can't be tired for a long time."

As soon as these words came out, the entourage beside Ning Er immediately supported Ning Er to rest, leaving the two of them in the yard of the guest residence, and started the exercise of staring at each other again.

"Father!" Wu Qun held the sword with longing in his eyes.

Wu Qun twitched the corners of his mouth and said in his heart, "Son, your father and I just finished practicing swordsmanship, and I don't want to move.

But he didn't say anything. Holding the sword, he said, "Be careful. Dad, use all your strength."

Wu Qun felt extremely uncomfortable with the words that were not in his heart. "Cum n n n n n k n n n n k n n n k n n k n s" swords intersected, Wu Hui's eyes gleamed with joy, and Wu Qun's face was deadly. He didn't want to practice martial arts at all. But thinking about it again, I can accompany my son to get through, and I can practice less for a while at night and feel more comfortable.

This practice lasted for one afternoon, until Ning Er woke up in the afternoon, and Ning San also got off the job ahead of time, and the two of them stopped. Wu Qun counted the time, and he could just meditate at night without doing anything.

After taking a shower, Wu Qun went with his son to change the clothes, and he asked Daniel to go back and get them in advance. Anyway, it was not too far away, and it was not too much trouble to make a trip.

After changing and washing, it was time for the evening banquet.

But when Wu Qun saw Ning San calling Xia Shiyu over again, he pulled Wu Hui to stand up and said, "Mr. Ning, it's getting late, it's fate to meet again. Farewell."

Wu Hui bowed and followed Wu Qun. Ning Er got up and stopped him: "Wu Daxia, this is a misunderstanding. The third brother doesn't know what happened in the morning."

"Sir Ning, since some people don't welcome this girl, I don't have such a thick skin. I'm here to eat this meal and leave." Xia Shiyu's family is also temperamental, and they were rejected for marriage in the morning. Seeing her, she has no face to stay here.

"Nvxia Xia, you are my guest of the third son of Ning. Besides, this is my Ning residence, not the Wu family. Don't worry about it. You sit." Ning San frowned at Wu Qun, grabbed Wu Hui, and faced Xia Shi. Rain came.

"Uncle San, regret to retire." Wu Hui gently pushed Ning San's hand away, took a wrong step, and stood beside Wu Qun.

Good son, Qinggong practiced well. Wu Qun said something in his heart, but in the current scene, it seems that Ning San is biased towards Xia Shiyu, maybe because he hates Wu Qun beforehand, he is very fond of Xia Shiyu.

"You have to be self-aware. Regret's gone, your uncle's family is afraid that you won't be able to climb high. It's not your father's, so you can't lift your head in front of high-ranking officials." The truth is, isn't Ning San a fifth-rank official of the One Year Old Yu Mansion? If possible, he would like to try being a prime minister this time. It has been a few lifetimes, and it is a pity that he has never been a prime minister. However, there was no prime minister in the previous world, and now the martial arts world finally has this job setting, how can he do it? Can give up?