Chapter 756 Feng Xin: A Day of Water

Third Master is sharpening his blade.

The blade is very sharp.

After sharpening his blade, Third Master, filled with killing intent, swept his gaze towards Hu Bamei, who stood to the side.

Hu Bamei retreated to the fireplace.

Third Master stood up and walked toward the fireplace.

Then,

He took out two roast ducks and began slicing them.

Duck meat separated from the carcass;

The seasonings and side dishes had been prepared long ago. Hu Bamei rolled one up and first fed it to Xue San. Xue San opened his mouth and ate it. Only then did Hu Bamei put one in her own mouth.

You know my strengths, I understand your depths;

Their days together were truly harmonious.

After they finished eating, Hu Bamei brought a washbasin and offered a hot towel.

Third Master wiped his face and said, "Shall we go for a stroll together?"

"Sure thing."

He had gone with his lord to Yanjing, and although he had returned a while ago, he had to extricate himself to deal with the matters accumulated in the foundry, because the foundry's project directly affected the overall re-equipping of the Jindong Army.

Clothes make the man, and the saddle makes the horse. The re-equipping of the troops was something that both the lord and the devils valued extremely.

No one wanted their troops to be dressed in a motley collection next time they went to war. Having a uniform style would be pleasing to the eye.

After resolving the foundry matters, he had to go and inspect the new mines opened by the Pingxi Marquis estate.

After that, the Marquis estate's own intelligence agency also needed Third Master, the "ancestor," to inspect their performance and knock some sense into the small leaders below.

After all this busy work, if it hadn't been that Sword Saint's wife was about to give birth and Fourth Mistress hadn't returned from Shengle City, forcing them to drag Third Master back to hold down the fort, Third Master might still not be home in Fengxin City.

The couple left their house, and the snow on the courtyard walls outside was already thick, but the streets were relatively clean because people had been specially assigned to sweep and clean.

Xue San walked ahead, and Bamei walked behind. Third Master wasn't wearing many clothes. Although he was a dwarf, he was resistant to the cold. Bamei was dressed very thickly, making her already voluptuous figure even more pleasing.

They were really just strolling.

Fengxin City in winter was still very lively. Although the various workshops were still operating around the clock, land was the biggest place for absorbing labor, so in winter, most people had a lot of free time.

Street vendors braved the wind and snow to set up shop, soliciting customers.

This year was a year of development for Fengxin City. This time last year, most of the people could only survive on mashed potatoes, but when conditions improved, people weren't stupid. Naturally, they wanted to eat better, drink better, and dress better.

Especially with the approach of the New Year, families, young and old, came to the streets to buy New Year goods in an endless stream.

"Let's buy some too," Xue San said.

Hu Bamei shook her head and said, "The estate will send some over."

Hearing this, Third Master just smiled and nodded. He just wanted to experience this kind of ordinary life, but it was clear that his wife didn't understand his sentimental feelings.

However, Third Master wasn't someone who liked to play with sentimental feelings. In his eyes, the other devils all had a bit of affectation, especially his lord, who had even more of it.

Ah,

He,

Still preferred to live a solid and ordinary life several times a day.

Hu Bamei didn't want to waste money buying New Year goods, but she loved all kinds of food. She ate all the way as they walked, and the roast duck she had eaten at home earlier was just a snack.

Third Master helped pay the bills, enjoying the great satisfaction of being fed.

At this time,

On a hill outside the city, there was another pair of people doing the same thing.

Fan Li wasn't afraid of the heat. He picked up the hot clod of earth, knocked it open, and immediately, the aroma of meat wafted out.

The sword servant beside him took a deep breath, enraptured.

Fan Li grabbed a handful of snow from beside him, washed his hands, and then tore apart the chicken and handed it to the sword servant.

The sword servant ate the chicken,

While Fan Li took out a large piece of naan and gnawed on it.

The two people, one big and one small, were sitting on the ground.

The Sword Saint had returned, but the sword servant wasn't at the Sword Saint's house at this time. Today was the master's day for family happiness, and she didn't want to disturb him.

She didn't deliberately want to treat herself as an outsider, but that didn't mean she didn't know her own identity. She knew that her master would take care of her feelings, but she still felt that it would be best to leave more free time for her master's family at this time.

"Big guy."

"Hmm."

"Master has a cub, eh."

"Hmm."

Suddenly, the sword servant, eating a chicken leg, thought of the innocent childish words that Tian Tian had said. Although she knew what Tian Tian meant, she still instinctively took it the wrong way, and once she did, it was really difficult to correct.

She subconsciously glanced at Fan Li's legs,

Then,

She swallowed,

Suddenly feeling that the chicken leg in her hand had become a little too small.

Actually, the sword servant didn't see anything. Although Fan Li wasn't wearing a cotton-padded jacket on his upper body, just two layers of thin clothing, his lower body wasn't so unrestrained as to only wear underwear.

Even if he wasn't afraid of the cold, there was no need to be overly unconventional.

But because she already had a preconceived notion, whether she could see it or not didn't affect her imagination.

"Big guy, let me ask you something."

"Ask away."

"Have you ever thought about being like them, getting married and having a child?"

Among the devils, Zheng Fan and Fourth Mistress were a couple, and Blind and Xue San also had wives. As for Liang Cheng and A Ming, the two cold-blooded ones could be excluded.

"Can't have 'em, eh."

"Can't have 'em?"

"Hmm."

"Have you tried?"

Fan Li shook his head.

"Do you have a woman you like?"

Fan Li shook his head again.

"Then what kind of woman do you like?"

"Thick legs, thin waist, big butt."

"........." The sword servant.

Nowadays, being fat was a sign of wealth for men, and being fat was a sign of generosity and beauty for women. In this era, being able to get fat was a kind of charm in itself.

The sword servant bit the chicken leg fiercely,

And said:

"Not full, I want another chicken."

Fan Li nodded,

And said:

"Okay."

"I want to eat myself fat!"

The sword servant shouted angrily.

Fan Li smiled,

Nodded,

"Okay."

Perhaps the most touching love words in the world are when a graceful little girl says she is willing to eat herself fat for you.

………

After recuperating in the Marquis estate for five days, the Pingxi Marquis's spirit had finally begun to recover. It wasn't to say that he had returned to his original state, that was still early, but at least he could feel that he was getting better day by day.

Ke Shi carefully helped the Marquis put on his clothes, while saying:

"Marquis, Second Mistress and Third Mistress estimate that they will be back in a few days."

"Hmm."

The Marquis nodded.

After getting dressed, Zheng Fan went to Tian Tian's room.

As a patient who was still recovering, sleeping in was a normal thing, so it was almost noon now.

Tian Tian wasn't in the warm room, but was building a snowman outside.

Qing Mang was responsible for pushing the snow. With a sweep of its huge snake body, a pile of snow was piled up.

The fox and the black cat were responsible for running up and down, delivering objects. In fact, the fox could transform into a human form, and in the past, it had transformed into a beautiful woman to seduce the Naiman King.

But in the Marquis estate, it knew that if it dared to transform into a human form, it would be beaten to death the next moment.

Playing with the young master was okay, but if you really wanted to turn into a person, that would be a taboo.

Seeing Zheng Fan coming, Tian Tian immediately clapped his little hands, tidied up his sleeves that he had rolled up earlier, and politely stepped forward to salute Zheng Fan:

"Father."

Zheng Fan reached out and held Tian Tian's hand,

Wow,

Good heavens,

It was warm, even warmer than his own hand.

"Building a snowman?"

"Yes, Father."

"Come, Dad will do it with you."

The father and son began to play in the snow together.

The Marquis was, after all, a professional. The snowmen he made were better than ordinary people's in terms of design and three-dimensionality. Tian Tian happily assisted his godfather.

Soon, two snowmen, one big and one small, were built.

"The big one is Father, and the small one is me," Tian Tian said.

Zheng Fan nodded, thinking that he would ask Xiao Yibo to transport a large block of ice from the river later, and he would carve Old Tian here.

Anyway, the women weren't at home, and he was idle anyway. Moreover, being with his godson made him feel relaxed.

"Hungry?" Zheng Fan asked.

Tian Tian nodded.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I'll eat whatever Father wants to eat."

"Let's have noodles, knife-cut noodles."

Zheng Fan said to the black cat.

The black cat immediately nodded and ran out to notify them.

The backyard where Tian Tian was located was not allowed to be approached by servants at will.

The Marquis estate was the most valuable place in Fengxin City, but that didn't mean that every meal had to be a delicacy. Eating too much of it was easy to get tired of.

Soon, a large bowl and a small bowl of knife-cut noodles were brought up.

Tian Tian picked up the garlic and started peeling it for his godfather.

The Marquis put in scallions, coriander, chili oil, and some minced meat. He ate whatever flavor the child ate. Except for his fondness for sachima as a snack, the child wasn't picky at all.

The garlic was peeled,

Zheng Fan picked up a clove of garlic, bit into it, and then ate a big mouthful of noodles. *Hoo*, comfortable.

Tian Tian also took a clove of garlic, bit into it, and blinked from the spiciness. His little face wrinkled up.

The child wasn't used to his godfather's way of eating.

"Hehe."

Zheng Fan smiled and continued to eat his noodles.

The father and son ate very happily, but Zheng Fan's physical condition couldn't support him eating too much. He left some, and seeing that Tian Tian had finished eating, he asked;

"Can you eat anymore?"

"Yes."

Zheng Fan picked up some of the noodles he had left and put them in his son's bowl.

Tian Tian continued to eat.

Soon, the noodles were all devoured by the father and son.

"Let's go, let Dad take you for a walk to digest."

"Okay, Father."

Zheng Fan took Tian Tian and walked around the courtyard. As they walked, the father and son passed through a door without a door;

The other side of the door led directly to the Sword Saint's house.

It wasn't until he reached the door that Zheng Fan noticed that he seemed to have come empty-handed, with only the Wuyadi hanging on his waist.

Turning his head, he saw that Tian Tian was holding a big bag of snacks.

Hmm,

Not bad.

The Marquis stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, Liu Dahu came out to open the door. As soon as he saw Zheng Fan, he immediately knelt down on one knee to salute:

"Greetings, Marquis!"

Liu Dahu's dream was to follow the Marquis in his southern and northern campaigns one day. From the bottom of his heart, he had already regarded himself as a soldier under the Marquis.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Marquis."

"Brother Huzi."

Tian Tian handed over the snacks, and Liu Dahu reached out to take them.

"Is your dad home?"

"My father is at home. I will inform the Marquis."

"No need, it's just a courtyard, what's the point of informing me?" Zheng Fan reached out, held Tian Tian's hand, and the father and son walked in.

"Ah, Marquis!"

The old woman was extremely excited to see the Marquis of Pingxi.

Zheng Fan nodded and smiled at her. Tian Tian shouted, "Grandma, hello."

"Good, good, good, Marquis, please come in, sit in the house, sit in the house. Huzi, boil water to make tea for the Marquis."

"Okay, Grandma."

Yu Huaping walked out at this time.

"Where's the child? Bring him out for me to see." Zheng Fan urged.

Yu Huaping nodded and went inside to bring the child out.

The woman was lying in bed, in confinement, and it was not convenient to be exposed to the wind, but she still wanted to come out to see the Marquis, but her man stopped her.

Zheng Fan reached out to take the child, but the Sword Saint hesitated and asked:

"Do you know how to hold him?"

"Can't I practice?"

The Sword Saint handed the child to Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan took him, and Liu Dahu brought a chair. Zheng Fan sat down.

The child was awake, looking at Zheng Fan, neither crying nor fussing.

Tian Tian also leaned his little head over. When the child saw Tian Tian, he actually grinned and smiled, and Tian Tian also smiled.

The two little kids seemed to have a connection.

"Father, was Tian Tian like this when he was born?"

"You have to ask your Uncle Yu about that."

Tian Tian turned to look at Yu Huaping, who was standing on the side.

Yu Huaping had a different kind of feeling for Tian Tian. Before Tian Tian was one month old, the person who accompanied him the longest was not his parents, but Yu Huaping.

If it weren't for Tian Tian, Yu Huaping might not have had any contact with Zheng Fan.

Maybe that was fate, that night, that woman sent the newborn child to him.

And if he hadn't escorted this child to Shengle City, he wouldn't have met his current wife, he wouldn't have Liu Dahu as his son, and he wouldn't have this biological son now.

That was fate.

"Yes."

Tian Tian nodded and asked;

"How long will it take for little brother to come down and walk by himself?"

"Not for a while," Zheng Fan said.

Tian Tian was a little disappointed. He thought he would soon have a little tail following him.

The Sword Saint saw that Zheng Fan liked children so much,

And said;

"Hurry up and have one yourself."

These words weren't very offensive, but they were extremely insulting.

But how could the Marquis be someone who was willing to suffer a loss,

And said directly:

"When the child is one year old and you are doing the *zhuazhou* ceremony (抓周, a traditional custom to predict the baby's future), remember to put a wooden sword on top of it,

But,

Be sure not to put a knife."

Words turned into swords and spears, colliding in the dark.

The Marquis was still not satisfied,

His right hand continued to hold the child,

His left hand took off the Wuyadi,

And said in a deep voice:

"Where is Liu Dahu!"

"Here!"

The Marquis threw the Wuyadi over,

Liu Dahu embraced the Wuyadi with reverence and a sacred feeling.

The Marquis glanced at the Sword Saint standing in front of him,

And said:

"The knife is dirty, wipe it for this Marquis."