"What's going on with you, father and son? Why are you staring at each other and not saying anything?" Yang Ruoqing joked with a smile.

While putting down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, he stood up and came to the door, held Chen'er's shoulders, and raised his chin towards Luo Fengtang.

"Chen'er, that's your dad, please call me dad!" she said.

Over there, Luo Fengtang also stood up and took two steps towards the door of the hall. Suddenly he paused and his eyes fell on Chen'er.

Chen'er raised his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing, then turned to look at Luo Fengtang at the table, and said sharply: "There is a saying that it is the father's fault if a child does not teach. Chen'er, I don't think I am the kind of person who is unteachable and wild and untamable.

bad boy,"

"And he is a good boy who is praised by everyone. In that case, this honor naturally comes from my own efforts and is definitely not due to you, General Protector of the Country."

"Because, apart from giving me the blood flowing in my body, you did not give me seven years of nurturing and teaching."

"So, if you want me, Chen'er, to call you 'Dad' willingly, then please show your true skills!"

Everyone in the hall was stunned when they heard Chen'er's words.

The chopsticks in Xiaoduo's hand even fell to the ground. She quickly bent down to pick them up. The sound of the stool finally interrupted the strange silence in the main room.

Yang Ruoqing, who was standing next to Chen'er with her hands still on his shoulders, was the first to come to her senses.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she said with a bit of laughter and laughter: "Chen'er, are you writing a challenge to your father?"

Chen'er nodded, "My Chen'er's father is not that easy to do."

Yang Ruoqing took a breath of cold air, this child is small, but his tone is not small.

Yang Ruoqing secretly glanced at Luo Fengtang over there, and found that he was also looking at the little man in front of him with a look of astonishment, which had just reached his waist. Monk Zhang Er was also confused.

"What kind of skills do you need from your father so that you can recognize him as your father and be willing to recognize him?"

Yang Ruoqing then asked again.

Luo Fengtang also quickly opened his eyes and pricked up his ears to listen.

As long as this kid can recognize himself and call him daddy, he is willing to do anything except murder, arson, rebellion and other treasonous things.

Who let him be his and Qing'er's son? Who let him really owe this child seven years!

Thinking of this, Luo Fengtang's face showed anxiety, but he felt deeper guilt in his heart.

"Your mother is right, Chen'er. What kind of skills do you want from my father before you are willing to recognize me as your father? Just say it!" Luo Fengtang yelled anxiously.

He was so eager to recognize his son that he didn't notice Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Chen'er raised her head, put her hands behind her back, and looked at Luo Fengtang with a pair of clear and pure eyes.

"General Protector, please don't brag about Haikou too early. Is it true that everything is okay? Poems, songs, scriptures and allusions, customs and customs, biographies of various countries, are all these... okay?" Chen'er asked with a smile, this look in his eyes

All are provocative.

Luo Fengtang was dumbfounded, raised his hand to scratch his head, and looked at Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing gave him a roll of her eyes in return. I asked you to pay attention to my eyes before and don't praise Haikou first.

Do you really think your son is the same as other children of this age? How fooling you are?

Your son has big ideas and a deep city!

Well, this is the first time we meet, and the father is going to be in awe.

Here, Da'an held back his laughter and walked over and said to Chen'er: "Chen'er, I have to be fair as an uncle. It's not that your father doesn't want to fulfill his father's duties to you, but because you were stolen by a gangster."

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"But at that time, your father was not at home. He was in the southern military camp."

"Your uncle is right." Yang Ruoqing said quickly, "If you want to blame me, blame my mother. It's my mother who didn't think much of you."

Chen'er glanced at Yang Ruoqing, how could he let go of Wei Niang!

Da'an gently patted Chen'er on the shoulder, "Although your father is a great general who protects the country and a first-class loyal and brave man, your father was born from a grassroots background."

"You don't need to tell your uncle about the conditions at home, you know them well."

"Your father gradually started to learn writing after he entered the military camp. Therefore, if there is a literary fight, don't embarrass your father. This is simply more difficult than asking him to climb up to the nine heavens to grasp the moon."

"How about my uncle discussing it with you instead of your father?" Da'an asked.

Chen'er looked at his uncle with a depressed look, and in his heart ten thousand grass and mud horses ran past.

My uncle is a genius in the field of study, and he has been a top scholar all the way to the top.

Fighting with him? It will hurt both sides.

What's more, it's not like he hasn't discussed things with his uncle in the past few days. His uncle is indeed full of knowledge and talent.

"That being the case, then I'll take care of you, a bastard, and Wen Dou will be spared!"

Chen'er withdrew his gaze and looked at Luo Fengtang.

"Since you are the great general who protects the country, you must be superb in martial arts. How about we compare notes in the areas you are good at?" Chen'er asked again.

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang was happy.

"Boy, are you sure you want to compete with your father and me?"

He asked as if seeking confirmation, clenching the big sandbag-like fist in his hand and shaking it slightly.

Chen'er raised his eyebrows, "Because of the difference in age and body shape, I won't be stupid enough to compete head-on with you."

"How do we compare with archery?" Chen'er asked.

"Archery?" Luo Fengtang's eyes lit up, "Are you sure?"

Chen'er nodded seriously.

Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, what do you think?"

Yang Ruoqing suppressed her laughter. She turned to Chen'er and said, "Silly son, didn't your great grandfather tell you what your father did before he joined the army?"

Chen'er blinked, "As I said, I started taking bows and arrows when I was six years old. I was born as a young hunter and am a good shot."

"Your father can pierce Yang with a hundred steps and kill two birds with one stone. If you compete with him in archery, you have little chance of winning!" Yang Ruoqing said truthfully.

One is his man and the other is his son.

Both men are so proud and unwilling to admit defeat. Both men are her treasures and she doesn't want to see either lose.

The corners of Chen'er's lips raised, ignoring Yang Ruoqing's persuasion, and once again turned his attention to Luo Fengtang over there, "I'm just asking you, do you dare to show off your best skills to compete with me?"

Luo Fengtang was even happier, with admiration in his eyes, appreciating this boy's courage and domineering attitude.

"You and I have led troops and fought in wars for so many years, and I have never been intimidated!" he said.

"It's a competition, but you have to agree in advance. What if you win, what if you lose. No matter whether you win or lose, no one is allowed to cheat!" he said.

Chen'er said: "I will never cheat!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Hey, having said that, I have to add one more thing. Your father has always been a spitter and a nailer. We are not worried about him cheating. But Chen'er, you have a history of cheating. Do you still remember when we first built Ye in Shuicheng?

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How could Chen'er not remember?

It wasn't the time Yang Ruoqing bet him on arithmetic problems. If she won, he would have to agree to a condition for her.

He said it well at the time, but when she won and asked to see his butt, this kid just ran away without saying a word.
Chapter completed!