Vaguely, in a hazy light and shadow, the white night opened his eyes, but found that he was being held in his arms.
Looking straight at him, he saw that she was a young and beautiful girl. She held him with a smile in her eyes and slapped him on the buttocks.
Suffering from pain, he opened his mouth to shout in the daytime. He was originally held in the arms of a strange woman, which made him very depressed. Suddenly, he was slapped again. Of course, he had to shout out to vent his anger.
However, his voice was not a normal person's voice, but a "ah ah ah ah ah ah ah" voice, which was not made by a normal adult, but rather like a baby crying.
White Night was shocked. The girl's face was happy and she cried happily, "Mom, my brother is OK. Listen, how loudly and happily he shouted."
The girl said, handed out the baby, and the white night felt only a warm and familiar embrace. When she looked up, she saw a beautiful young woman in her 30s looking down at him, and her eyes naturally showed love and joy.
Bai Ye feels ordinary about this young woman. He was an orphan before him. He doesn't know anything about his parents, neither envies nor rejoices. After living alone for so many years, how can you accept an extra parent for a while?
At the moment, his small face wrinkled up, and the newborn's mind quickly thought about it. A pair of dark smart eyes looked around the room, looking at this and that. The small face was calm, showing a trace of curiosity, which surprised the young woman. How could the baby not be like a newborn, so curious?
I looked around the whole room, closed my eyes in the daytime, and began to sort out the information I had received.
The room is antique and made of wood. All the doors, windows and furniture reveal a strong ancient Chinese flavor. Especially in front of the dresser, a rough polished bronze mirror stands up, which makes White Night feel certain.
"So it's across?! But where is this? Exotic? Martial Arts? Or a pure ancient?"
White Night was very calm, not half surprised and sad. Anyway, he was alone in the original world, and he didn't have much nostalgia.
On the contrary, he is interested in the present world. He has lived a mediocre life in his previous life. Under the social framework, his life is nothing new, like a pool of stagnant water.
I wonder if there is anything special in this world?
Thinking about it, the white night's small face became relaxed, and the body was breathing well, so I fell asleep.
Babies are already lethargic, and their brains are new and tender, so they can't afford to think too much.
The young woman held the white night in her arms and could not help smiling and shaking her head. The little guy looked smart just now, but now he is asleep. Looking at the baby, she thought of her daughter who had been taken away. She looked worried and looked out of the window, wondering if her daughter was safe?
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In a flash of four years, White Night has grown from a baby to a pink and tender child.
It is probably because he has been exercising properly for several years. His body is higher than that of his peers and he is also stronger.
On this day, Bai Ye played a set of palm techniques in his garden. The dance was very popular and had the power of becoming a great master.
Just at the very beginning of his dance, a clear and sweet childlike voice came from the corridor.
Before anyone arrives, the voice has come first. Let Baiye stop his action and wait for someone to come.
"Brother, let's go out and play, OK?"
From the corner of the corridor, a girl about the same age as Bai Ye came out, walked to Bai Ye, dragged Bai Ye's sleeve and shook it vigorously, staring at him pitifully with dark bright eyes, as if he would cry out if he didn't say a word.
"Go, where it is cool, where to stay and play. I have no time to talk to you."
In the daytime, he waved his hand without any annoyance, as if he had not seen the pathetic expression on the girl's face, such as driving a fly.
"Guo Bolu, do you want to play with me? I'll ask you again!"
Seeing Bai Ye chasing her, the girl suddenly changed her face, put her hands on her hips, and shouted to Bai Ye, where is the pitiful look just now?
"If not, what can you do for me?"
The white night didn't look up, ignored the girl, and played the palm again in the garden. If there were any discerning Jianghu people here, they would be shocked. The child used the unique skill of Dongxie, the Lost Ying Sword Palm. Just look at his movements. He is already seven or eight minutes old, but without internal power, he is not powerful.
"Good brother, good brother, do you want to play with your sister? The chicken you made last time is delicious."
When the girl saw that she could not be intimidated, she turned her eyes and hugged White Night's arm, grinning and trying to act coquetry.
"What good can I do?"
Bai Ye stopped his palms and asked.
This girl is the most annoying. No one at home plays with her. She always comes to find herself and likes to trouble others. No wonder she will be called "Little Dongxie" in the future.
"What benefits do you want?"
When the girl heard this, she quickly jumped back two steps, folded her arms in front of her chest, and looked at White Night with a frightened face. White Night wanted to cut her off because of the appearance of her brother, who was in charge of fire prevention, theft prevention and anti-theft. Are you trying to prevent thieves?
"Well, let me figure it out. You have no money this month, no money next month, no money next month, no money next month. To say, you are really poor and owe me three months."
In the daytime, she counted her fingers and calmly settled the accounts. In order to let him play with her, the girl gave him all the pocket money her mother had given her, but she was still several months behind.
The girl is also generous and heroic. She will give whatever she says and will never refuse to pay.
"Why don't you have something rich? Can you give it to me?"
White Night asked again with a shy face. The girl nodded and shook her head hurriedly. White Night's shining eyes made her back two steps quickly.
"No, nothing. On your birthday, Grandpa gave you all the bracelets."
The girl pouted her mouth and shook her head vigorously.
Bai Ye thinks so. Don't he know the girl's things? Except for some toys from his daughter's family, most of them went into his pocket.
"Then forget it. Stay and play."
White night was about to refuse, when he suddenly thought of an idea. His eyes lit up, he walked to the girl several steps and said in a seductive voice, "Do you want to find more people to play with you? You can find your mother this way... that way...".
Bai Ye talked to the girl for a while, and saw that the girl's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. She thought that Bai Ye's method was good, so that she could find many people to play with her. In a twinkling of an eye, she forgot to find Bai Ye to play with, and jumped out of the garden happily.
Standing alone in the garden, he smiled strangely in the daytime and stared at his hands: "Divine Sculpture, martial arts, Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and Song Dynasty are really an interesting world."
In the garden, he began to play the fist technique again in the daytime. Since he knew that his mother was Huang Rong, his father was Guo Jing, and Yang Guo, Xiao Longnv, he knew that this was the world of divine sculpture. With martial arts internal power, he had many ideas in his mind. The most important two are: one is to study martial arts and seek longevity; The second is to destroy Mongolia Yuan and establish an interesting country.
In the past life, the white night likes to look up at the sky, the stars are boundless, and the ancient glory crosses an infinite distance.
Who can know the mystery of the universe? Man is so insignificant in front of nature.
A drop in the ocean, I live for a moment. Compared with the sun, moon and stars that have been recorded for hundreds of millions of years, life is so short.
Fortunately, in this life, I can't let go of the world of swordsmen. In his previous life, he had many ideas that could not be realized. He wanted to experiment and verify them one by one.
And these experiments will certainly make the whole world of divine sculpture change, and the sky will cover the clouds.
He passed through here without a system god or an old man with a ring. The only thing that counts as a golden finger is his memory of the past life and his unparalleled learning ability in this life. Perhaps it is the soul of the previous life that becomes stronger and stronger when passing through, and his thinking becomes developed. Even he often feels that his body cannot keep up with the speed of thinking.
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A few days later, in a small courtyard of the Guofu in Xiangyang City, there were dozens of people listening to the bright childlike sound of reading. They were reading classical Confucian poetry and learning the Southern Song characters.
Looking into the room, the teacher was not a male Confucian scholar, but a beautiful woman.
The woman was holding a book, she read a sentence, and the child at the bottom shook his head and followed with a sentence, looking very serious, only one person was slack.
The woman was not surprised to see the little boy sitting in the back row writing something at the bottom. She let him go, and it was clear that out of sight.
The woman is Huang Rong, the mother of Bai Ye (Guo Bolu) and Guo Xiang. She is over 30 years old and in her prime. She is no more green than a girl and has a mature charm.
Since the child grew up, Huang Rong found that her son was different. She did not cry or make any noise. She was polite to people, neither close nor distant.
Even though she and Guo Jing are biological parents, the same is true. She found that the child was extremely intelligent. She had learned a set of Falling Leaves Sword Palm in a flash. She taught literacy. Once she taught it, he could understand it immediately.
Even, the reading of Yu Qiao farming thought that the child had the talent to be the number one scholar. If he studied hard, he would become a great Confucian scholar. Zhu Ziliu wanted to take him to study poetry, but she didn't want to be rejected by the boy. She used all kinds of methods, which made her husband Guo Jing very upset.
Thinking of this, Huang Rong felt funny. She couldn't help smiling and forgot to read the next sentence.
The sound of reading in the room stopped suddenly. Huang Rong just remembered that she was still teaching these children to read and practice calligraphy. She quickly read the following sentence to make reading sound again.
In a word, Huang Rong is not very interested in this poetry book. She and Guo Jing are both Jianghu people. They have a reputation in the Wulin. They do not pass on literature to their families, but rather establish their careers through martial arts. They have little interest in learning poetry and writing. They can teach two children to read and read.
Moreover, Xiangyang blocked the way of the Mongolian army to the south, and the military situation was urgent. She wanted to help her husband take care of everything in the city, and had no time to teach her children.
This time is just a little time she can spare in a day!
For Guo Xiang and Guo Bolu, her love and education with Guo Jing is no better than that of elder sister Guo Fu.
In those days, the family lived on the Peach Blossom Island. How carefree they were. Today, they can't get away from guarding Xiangyang with their husband, brother Jing.
When Xiang'er gave birth, she was robbed, and her husband could not leave to look for her. Only after she gave birth, she dragged her weak body to the Jianghu to trace Xiang'er.
Thinking about it, Huang Rong smiled bitterly in her heart, but it was no wonder that Brother Jing was such a hero, serving the country and the people, and being a great Xia.
