Reinkasi To World Soul Land

the love of parents is fried pork and bamboo shoots

Mom, dad. I'm back ~~~"

Before entering the house, the familiar loud voice of Ye Zhiqiu had entered the ears of the two elders in the house.

It was midday, and Ye Zhiqiu returned with an emergency, his daily food should be home on time.

If it doesn't arrive, it'll be "comfortable".

What awaits him is fried pork meal bamboo shoots, or a kind of fried mix with the parents. He had the honor of tasting it once before, and it was really "exciting".

"His eggs are back, sit down and eat."

A middle-aged woman in the house was carrying a plate of greasy green vegetables, and when she saw Ye Zhiqiu enter the door, she smiled and greeted.

This was Ye Zhiqiu's mother, Liu Qingqing.

His name was ordinary, and his person was ordinary. After all, Liu Qingqing worked in the fields for half a year, and under the long exposure of the sun, her beauty was also tanned.

"Mom, can you stop calling eggs .. I'm an adult ~"

Ye Zhiqiu stiffly climbed onto the bench while protesting in dissatisfaction.

The childish little face was filled with depression.

Dan'er was Ye Zhiqiu's nickname, and Ye Zhiqiu had always strongly rejected this name.

Liu Qingqing looked evil after putting the dishes on the table.

Stretched out his hand and rubbed Ye Zhiqiu's head firmly, leaned against his ear and smiled and teased, "Zhi ~ dao ~ pull ~, egg ~."

Ye Zhiqiu pulled her face extravagantly, and shook her head in dissatisfaction, but her little arms could not twist her thighs.

Seeing that he would never be able to escape the clutches of the clutches, Ye Zhiqiu resigned himself to his destiny and took his chopsticks, fighting with food on the table with a fierce expression.

Across the table, a man sipped a small wine in his glass and watched the scene with a satisfied expression.

There was a delicate look between his eyebrows, if his complexion was not too dark, he would have been a handsome man when he was young.

This is Ye Zhiqiu's father, Ye Nan.

Ye Nan usually did not do things like teasing her son. She likes to see her mother and son fighting quietly. His father's love was always deeper.

There are two simple dishes on the table. There was no meat, but the two side dishes were fried and glossy. The color is different, which makes people very tasteful.

Although the Ye family was not rich, oil could still be bought.

After all, Ye's father and Ye's mother were very hardworking.

"And, the day after tomorrow is a martial arts exam, do you have any ideas?"

After Ye Nan bit the food, she looked at Ye Zhiqiu and asked.

Liu Qingqing also stopped the action of picking vegetables and looked in silence.

Ye Zhiqiu took a sip of rice and replied faintly: "If you have soul power, you will become a soul master, if you don't have soul power, follow your father when you farm ..."

Ye Zhiqiu said it looked relaxed and uncaring.

But how Hanzo's longing and worry in his eyes could be hidden from the two elders who gave birth to him.

Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing looked at each other and fell silent.

They all knew the character of his son, though mischievous, his mind was far superior to his peers.

It has always been their pride.

But at the same time, this was what they were worried about.

Although the other children had yet to measure their spirit power after the assessment, they might feel sad that day, and might forget the next day.

But Ye Zhiqiu would definitely remember this child for life.It would be a scar that would never be erased in his heart.

Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing were both afraid that their precious son, when a martial arts test was obtained, detected that they had no spirit power, and that they had no spirit power, and then they fell into damage.

"And, in fact, there is no point in being a soul master. That's hazardous. If you don't have soul power, don't care too much about it. It is a blessing to be innocent.

Liu Qingqing stroked Xia Ye Zhiqiu's head, gently comforting.

Liu Qingqing was still very gentle as she did not pick up any bamboo pieces.

After speaking, Ye Zhiqiu pulled the rice into the bowl with a few mouthfuls, and chewed it hard.

Then smiled brightly at the second elder, "Mother and Father, I'm done eating, I'll have fun with the mistress."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Zhiqiu dropped the steamed bun, and ran away with a shout.

Only Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing looked at each other.

What did this kid just say? Is it a business without soul power?

You're a six-year-old, Ya'er wants to learn from others and do business?

Does our family have money to lose to you? I thought you were itchy ...

At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu did not know what his parents were thinking, so he came to the broken-down mansion next to him in a few steps.

This was Tang San's house, his house occupied a large area, but there were some air leaks.

Right now, the chimney of Tang San's house had just gone up.

Ye Zhiqiu familiarly opened the broken wooden door of Tang San's house, and ran to the stove in a few steps and began to help add firewood.

Tang San was not surprised by this, and his little friend was not the first day to help him cook and add firewood.

The two worked together, and a pot of porridge was cooked in no time.

Tang San opened the lid, and there were only a few grains of rice in the porridge, mostly young white soup This was the lunch of Tang San and his father Tang Hao.

Even dinner like this most of the time.

Just porridge, no dishes.

Ye Zhiqiu knew the plot of Douluo, but she still could not accept Tang Hao's approach.

Your title Douluo spanked and left your son alone?

Look at Tang Sanshou's fight with the monkeys. She could not eat enough at every meal, and she was already malnourished at a young age.

Is this what a qualified father should do?

Ye Zhiqiu was a little annoyed for Tang San, UU read www.uukanshu.com, but she knew that this was not something outsiders should take care of.

"Mrs, then ..."

Ye Zhiqiu took out the white steamed bun she had just picked up at the dining table from her hand, and threw it at Tang San lightly to remind her.

Tang San was holding a wooden spoon and stuffing the porridge into a bowl, but he had no spare hand to take the large white steamed bun.

However, the mastery of Tang San Sect for so many years was not in vain.

Seeing his left hand tremble slightly, the wooden bowl in his hand came out, flew upwards over two meters, and nearly crashed into the roof.

The big white steamed bun that Ye Zhiqiu threw was taken by Tang San casually, then he put it in his mouth.

At this moment, the strength of the rising wooden bowl had been exhausted, and was attracted by gravity to fall.

Tang San did not even look at it, extending his left hand, palm up.

The wooden bowl fell vertically, right in the middle of his palm, without a drop of porridge and soup.

All of this was smooth, Tang San seemed to have calculated meticulously, but in reality, this was only a piece of cake for him, and he did it casually.

The control of the stork and dragon of the Tang Sect did not explode.

"Kippy..."

Tang San said his thanks faintly, and rolled his eyes. This guy always used this little trick to see himself embarrassed.

Ye Zhiqiu was a little regretful seeing this scene, even she was very curious about Tang San's kungfu and missed him.

It would be nice if you can't learn to see it. Every time you watch Tang San take control of a stork and catch a dragon, his movements have a wonderful artistic sense.

Ye Zhiqiu was not the first time to give Tang San any trouble, but she never succeeded.

Just being able to sigh, really Bai Mantou hit Tang San, there was no turning back.