"Mr.
Zhang, your little disciple is here."
Aunt Song and Aunt Liu and Uncle Li had been staying outside the villa.
Seeing Master Zhang Yuan coming, Aunt Song and Aunt Liu entered the house holding little bamboo shoots.
I heard Master Zhang Yuan ask.
Aunt Song was familiar with Master Zhang Yuan and knew that he was Yan Xiangnuan's master.
Yan Xiangnuan had taught him all these skills.
When Aunt Song looked at Zhang Yuan, she felt like she was seeing a legendary martial arts master.
Zhang Yuan looked at Aunt Song who was holding the child at the entrance.
Seeing that the child was in Aunt Song's arms, he stepped closer and saw Aunt Song carefully holding the little bamboo shoot with its eyes open: "Come, give me a hug."
"Although Master Zhang Yuan is not young, his body is very strong.
Even if he has internal injuries and old diseases, he is much healthier than most elderly people.
It is no longer a problem to carry a child.
When Zhang Yuan sees this, The little bamboo shoots' eyes immediately lit up.
"Okay, be careful and support his head."
Aunt Song handed over the small bamboo shoots and specifically warned the professor.
Zhang Yuan hugged the child as Aunt Song said, looked at the energetic little man in his arms, and immediately smiled.
Previously, Master Zhang Yuan left the imperial capital because of the Xuanmen experience.
Later, Yan Xiangnuan placed the bamboo shoots in the imperial capital.
As the leader of the Xuanmen, although he was not doing his job properly, he still had a lot of things to deal with.
It was only now that he came to the imperial capital, and it was only now that he could bear to be remembered as his young disciple whom he missed so much.
"This child is growing up well.
He will surely inherit my mantle when he grows up."
Zhang Yuan hugged the little bamboo shoot.
Xiao Bamboo Shoots was awake at the moment, staring at the old man with a white beard holding him with his eyes open, and smiled at Zhang Yuan.
Although he was scared by the Japanese before, Xiao Bamboo Shoots was very courageous, and was sent to him by Xiao Qing later.
When he got outside, the little bamboo shoot grinned, showing no signs of being frightened.
"Don't imitate your mother, who spends three days fishing and two days drying nets, you know?"
Zhang Yuan said, weighing the small bamboo shoots with a smile.
Little Bamboo Shoots still looked at Zhang Yuan in confusion and moved her little mouth.
"You are only so old now, but you don't know.
Old man, I can't wait for the day when you grow up."
Even though Master Zhang Yuan is physically strong, he is still young.
Zhang Yuan has already exceeded the average life span of a normal person.
He can roughly calculate his end, so he can't help but sigh.
Children grow up quickly or slowly, but I don't know if this child will pursue the path of metaphysics in the future.
Thinking of the Jin family's family background, if he doesn't learn some skills from him, this child will definitely be involved in politics in the future.
"Yes."
Xuan Mo listened to what his master said, glanced at Zhang Yuan, and then approached Zhang Yuan and spoke solemnly.
Zhang Yuan glanced at Xuan Mo and saw that he was looking at Xiao Bamboo Shoots quietly.
He even reached out to touch Xiao Bamboo Shoots' face in a daze because of Xiao Bamboo Shoots' smile, and knew that he also liked this child.
Zhang Yuan was also happy to see his usually cold-hearted disciple showing a different expression.
Here Zhang Yuan was holding the child with great joy.
Over there, Jin Weimo carried Yan Xiangnuan upstairs and prepared a medical kit.
At the same time, he took off Yan Xiangnuan's clothes and cut the little one injured by the ice cube.
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Medicine was applied to the wound, and to Yan Xiangnuan's scratched left hand.
Because he knew that Yan Xiangnuan was afraid of pain, Jin Weimo was very careful when applying the medicine.
Even though he knew that Yan Xiangnuan was unconscious and might not feel much, he was still very careful.
When applying the medicine, he blew on it carefully.
Yan Xiangnuan was in coma for several days.
Jin Weimo was worried so he took leave to stay at home, keeping a close eye on Yan Xiangnuan, talking to Yan Xiangnuan from time to time, and carefully wiping Yan Xiangnuan's body.
Although Yan Xiangnuan was still unconscious, his face looked much fuller, and the small wounds on his body began to heal quickly while Yan Xiangnuan was unconscious.
In this way, Jin Weimo felt more relieved and waited for Yan Xiangnuan to wake up at any time.
But when Yan Xiangnuan didn't wake up after two days of coma, Jin Weimo was still anxious, if not for the fact that Yan Xiangnuan often fell asleep before.
Even after sleeping for a long time, Jin Weimo might have lost his composure.
Zhang Yuan knew Yan Xiangnuan's situation very well.
Because he liked children as he got older, he doted on the little bamboo shoots even more.
He originally planned to go back to the suburbs, but because he couldn't bear to leave the little bamboo shoots, he simply took Xuan Mo to live with Jin's family. , the famous saying is that he is worried about something happening to Yan Xiangnuan.
In any case, Yan Xiangnuan was still unconscious and thought that Master Zhang Yuan was willing to stay for a few days.
Jin Weimo was naturally happy, just because Master Zhang Yuan was an elder.
Whenever he held the little bamboo shoot, , basically no one dared to snatch the little bamboo shoots away from his arms.
Therefore, the little bamboo shoots were basically occupied by Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan did not mind the trouble of the children.
He happily accompanied the little bamboo shoots, talked to the little bamboo shoots, played chess with the little bamboo shoots, and watched TV.
Even though Xiao Bamboo Shoots might be sleeping sometimes and would not pay attention to him or respond to him, Master Zhang Yuan still enjoys it.
Xuan Mo didn't say anything when he saw his master going crazy.
However, when Yan Xiangyang came home at the weekend, Master Zhang Yuan's idea of monopolizing the little bamboo shoots began to disintegrate.
The key is that Xiao Bamboo Shoots and Yan Xiangyang are more familiar with each other.
Even though they have been with Master Zhang Yuan for two days, I don't know if it is because Yan Xiangyang's face is similar to Yan Xiangnuan.
Xiao Bamboo Shoots and Yan Xiangyang get along with each other.
Got better.
The little bamboo shoot, which was originally a well-behaved child in Master Zhang Yuan's arms, started babbling at Yan Xiangyang when he saw him, spitting out little bubbles and laughing from time to time.
Not to mention how happy the little guy was.
In two or three months, the little bamboo shoots were completely transformed.
They became more energetic as they grew.
They were not like other newborn children who would have fever and discomfort from time to time.
The little bamboo shoots were in good health and looked very smart, like some ordinary children.
Little Bamboo Shoot has basically no minor problems that may arise, which makes Aunt Song and others who take care of him very worry-free.
"Come, uncle, hold me."
As soon as Yan Xiangyang saw the longing eyes of the little bamboo shoot looking at him, he stretched out his hand to hug the little bamboo shoot.
He also hadn't seen the little guy for a weekend, and he thought a lot about it.
"No, I'll just hold him."
Master Zhang Yuan lives with the little bamboo shoot every day these days.
Maybe it's because he has never experienced getting along with such a small child.
Master Zhang Yuan enjoys it very much and doesn't care about it at all.
The attitude of not letting anyone interfere.
"You've been hugging me for so long, can you give me a hug?
Besides, haven't you seen that little bamboo shoot wants a hug from me, my uncle?"
Yan Xiangyang said angrily.
Although Yan Xiangyang respects Master Zhang Yuan from the bottom of his heart, he may be used to getting along with him and regards Master Zhang Yuan as his grandfather, so Yan Xiangyang and Master Zhang Yuan get along very unscrupulously, which makes them seem casual and warm. aa2705221: