The Li De Award hurriedly asked people to give the stallion a nutritious meal. After all, to ensure a high output rate of a stallion, nutrition must keep up.

And here, Cheng Sablang, who was fully armed, carefully took out the glass bottle at the bottom of the leather case that had been erected for a while.

Looking carefully at the half-glass bottle of horse essence inside, and shaking it, Cheng Chubi couldn't help smiling, as expected of a boy horse, this amount was much more than normal. In the inner courtyard of the house, just now he was chasing down his own son, and the master of the house, whose hat was crooked and slanted, had already sorted out his clothes.

Sitting on the main seat without anger and dignity, holding the table in his hand, his eyes were like electricity, and he fell on Nie Zifang Erlang.

Fang Erlang bowed his head and knelt down in dejection at a distance of two feet away from his father, looking at his mother who was sitting beside him frequently.

But at this time, Lu Shi seemed to be unable to see the eyes and expressions of his own son asking for help.

Slowly, he wiped the tea bowl there, and then poured a cup of fragrant black tea for Mr. Fang.

"Master, drink some tea to cool off, don't have the same knowledge as this silly boy."

"Humph!" Mr. Fang groaned in anger, before taking a sip of tea.

Lu Shi stretched out his hand and gently massaged her husband's shoulders. "Husband, why do you move so much, what should you do if you are so exhausted with this stunned boy?"

Hearing Lu Shi's words, Fang Xiangye snorted arrogantly. .

"Hmph... Although the old man is getting older, it is still easy to clean up this kid."

Today, I drove this kid all over the house, and I'm still sweating, but after running like this, the whole person is quite comfortable.

Lu Shi pursed his lips tightly, and glanced at his own son, who was kneeling there, rubbing his skin and itching, and he was authentic.

"Of course, even though my husband is a gentleman, in his early years he followed His Majesty's expeditions and made a lot of contributions..."

Hearing these words, Mr. Fang couldn't help feeling relieved, and the rising anger in his heart was gradually quenched by his wife's gentleness.

"Husband, Erlang has also been kneeling for so long, should he first get up and live his blood? After all, if there is something wrong with kneeling for someone who is going to get married in a few days, then it won't work."

"..." Master Fang was stunned, it was the first time in his life that he heard that there is something wrong with kneeling after being punished.

But his wife said so, and he couldn't help showing Lu Shi's face, so he could only snort.

The corner of Lu's mouth raised slightly, and then he shouted at Erlang. "Stinky boy, don't get up quickly."

Hearing his mother's order, Fang Jun hurriedly got up, rubbed his butt, which had just been slapped by his father, and smiled ingratiatingly.

"Hey! Thank you mother, thank you father..."

Only then did Mrs. Lu let go of the massage hand of Mr. Fang, and looked at this tall, fat and strong son with some distress.

Feeling distressed again, and angrily poked the boy's forehead with his finger.

"Tell mother, what did you do to make your father so angry?"

Fang Jun sighed helplessly, glanced at his father furtively, and then complained to his mother in a low voice.

"Mom, the baby did nothing wrong, it was Dad who misunderstood..."

Although he was old, the wise master Fang Xiangye raised his eyebrows and slapped the table.

"What did the old man misunderstand?!"

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"When the old man went, did you take the Zihao pen, which was supposed to be used for writing poetry and painting, as a high drumstick table, and told the old man that you were playing the beat."

"I'm still screaming in there with my voice, what is the father of the fifteen years of Zhenguan."

"???" Lu Shi's mind was in a mess in an instant. The title of father is at most one in front of him. Where did it come from?

Fang Jun wiped his face a little embarrassed, and quickly explained.

"It's not like this. The lyrics should be the first snow in the fifteen years of Zhenguan. I just saw Dad suddenly appear and called Dad..."

"Lyrics? You can still sing ditties?" Lu looked at this son in a daze. This brand-new talent really caught her mother by surprise.

"No, no, it's not that kind of unorthodox ditty. Brother Chubi taught me to sing something very serious. It's called a song. The title of the song is "The First Snow in the Fifteen Years of Zhenguan."

"Ha! Return the song, I see you, old man..." Master Fang slapped the case a few times, and his anger rose again.

"Master!" Mr. Lu couldn't help turning around and calling out softly. When Mr. Fang saw his wife, Mrs. Lu, he snorted and sat back sadly.

"Mother, I sang so well, even brothers Chubi and Weide heard the boy's singing, and their eyes were red with jealousy."

Looking at Erlang's determined and confident face, Lu Shi was really interested.

"Come on, hum a few words and let my mother listen, is it really as nice as you said..."

Seeing that his wife Lu Shi was being fooled by this kid again, and the grandfather sitting over there was blowing his beard and staring, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was helpless.

"..." After hearing what his mother said, Fang Jun couldn't help but glanced in the direction of his father.

"Look at you, what are you afraid of when your mother is here?"

Seeing that this fat and strong son was still so afraid of his father, Lu patted the boy on the shoulder in disbelief.

With his mother in charge of the house and his singing voice, Fang Jun finally opened his mouth after brewing for a long time with confidence.

"The snow in the fifteenth year of Zhenguan came later than before..."

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Lu Shi stared blankly at Erlang who was singing in front of him, and instantly felt his scalp numb, and an indescribable feeling began to grow in his heart.

This sentence also made Fang Xuanling look at Fang Jun, who had raised his hands and continued to sing, with a shocked expression on his face.

The vicissitudes of life and the extremely emotional voice, as well as the touching melody, instantly made Fang Xuanling stay in place.

As Fang Erlang sang loudly, the singing spread out of the house and forward, and more and more Fang family members were quietly approaching the house by this touching song.

They all froze their ears and stretched their necks, wishing they could hear more truly.

With his singing, people really have a sense of being in the scene.

It seems that I really saw a dancing butterfly, swaying and dancing in the snow-white sky...

The song is over. Fang Jun, who sang affectionately and was intoxicated by his singing, opened his eyes.

I saw the mother in front of her eyes were faintly red, and her eyes were fixed on herself.

At this moment, there was a sudden applause from outside the house, followed by a shout, and then the loud and noisy footsteps scattered away.