Cannon Fodder His Dad

What is Wu Xuan thinking in his little brain? Wu Qun didn't know, what he saw was that Wu Xuan suddenly became sensible. This is very valuable. This child shows that he has a root of wisdom. It is a pity that he is crooked.

"Since you know it's wrong, go back." Wu Qun got up, shook the folds on his body and said lightly.

Wu Xuan shook his head and said: "Dad, if you do something wrong, you should be punished. Don't worry, you will never run away."

Wu Xuan is very serious, this child is stubborn, wrong is wrong.

"Your fault, my father has already recognized it for you, Xuan'er, get up, aren't you starving?" Wu Qun picked up Wu Xuan and walked out of the ancestral hall with the half-aged boy under his arm.

"Father? Father! Quickly let go." Wu Xuan was happy, shy, and a little angry. He was so old, how could his father still be like this?

Wu Xuan was led by his father all the way to the front yard.

"Li An, rice porridge, three lighter dishes, let Wu Ma and Ping An come to serve them." Wu Qun explained lightly.

"It's the master." Li An's rude voice sounded outside the door.

"Father, I want to eat meat." Wu Xuan said in a low voice, he didn't give him food for a day, he was finally able to eat, and there was no meat yet, how could this work? He is still a child, growing up.

"If you haven't eaten for a day, it's good for your stomach to eat something bland. You'll be eating meat tomorrow at noon." Wu Qun said lightly. No matter what others think, he doesn't want to eat meat in the middle of the night anyway.

Wu Qun drank the porridge and watched Wu Xuan chewing vegetables with an uncomfortable face. He raised his eyebrows and put down his bowls and chopsticks and said, "If you can't eat it, don't eat it. I will eat it tomorrow. ."

Wu Xuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately clenched his chopsticks. Dad, who didn't beat or scold, was even more sinister. He didn't even give him food. He was a child! The half-year-old boy eats the existence of his father and mother, but because of a mouthful of meat, he doesn't even drink gruel.

"Father, it's okay, I can eat." Wu Xuan's wind was blowing, and the dishes and dishes on the table were clean.

Wu Qun raised his eyebrows, wondering if he was really hungry?

"Xuan'er, if you feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, call someone immediately, and Dad will invite a doctor for you." Wu Qun said lightly, got up and went back to the master bedroom, leaving Wu Xuan's face with gruel particles on his face. distressed.

"Father, are you really my father?" Wu Xuan looked at the mess on the table with tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and ran back to wash and sleep.

Otherwise, the trouble started in the middle of the night, and Wu Qun had already let the government doctor wait. Wu Xuan held his stomach and listened to the government doctor with a pale face that he had eaten too much, and it would be bad for him to accumulate food.

Early the next morning, Wu Qun went to resign, but he was not approved, but Shangfeng allowed him to rest for a few days, saying that the department would be slow to operate without him. Wu Qun reluctantly responded. As long as he doesn't go to work, anything is fine. Now he wants to take his son to avoid the node of the first round, lest Wu Xuan hang up inexplicably.

Just after leaving the yamen and not walking a few steps, he saw Ping An, sweating profusely, chasing after him and whispering: "Master is not good, the young master is fighting with someone."

Wu Qun's forehead twitched habitually. This is the habit of the original body. Wu Qun rubbed his eyebrows and listened to Ping An all the way, what was going on, and what did his young master do.

You can't believe Ping An's words, and you can't believe them either. After all, Wu Xuan is his master with subjectivity.

Wu Qun had a tint on his head, and beside him was a girl in yellow with outstanding appearance, holding a whip in his hand, pointed at Wu Xuan and reprimanded him with a frown.

"How did your family raise you? It's like a lunatic. You don't admit it if you bumped into someone else's girl. You have to say that Young Master Liu hit you. Where do you think your face is compared to Young Master Liu?" The girl in yellow looked disdainfully. With Wu Xuan, the taste of disgust is full of ten.

"Girl, no matter what my son has done, please be polite." Wu Qun silently helped Wu Xuan who fell to the ground, looked at the girl indifferently and replied.

"Master Wu, you came just in time, please tie up your young master, don't go out and bark everywhere." Liu Yanqing sneered while shaking his fan on the street.

"Liu Shizi, education is a good thing, but this thing is for people, not for animals. No matter how bad my son is, at least he is still a person. If my son is injured, please leave it alone. As for the girl who hurt my son, please Send the compensation for the medical treatment to my house. Someone Wu thanked him." Wu Qun snorted coldly, picked up Wu Xuan and left. The node of the hero and heroine, even if the place is changed, still happens.

With a dark face, Liu Yanqing closed the folding fan fiercely, and walked into the attic without even looking at Bei Anning. He is only a prince and has no title, while Wu Qun has an official position.

Bei Anning was ridiculed and angry, chasing after Wu Qun and shouting: "Your little beast is molesting good women in the street, this girl is doing things for heaven and will never accompany you for money, you will die. Heart."

Wu Qun had already taken Wu Xuan straight to the medical center. As for what happened next, Bei Anning was the daughter of Pei's family and a monk who ran away from the temple. After the fall, he likes it the most.

In the Baohe Hall, Wu Xuan pursed his lips tightly and asked the old doctor to wipe the wound. Wu Qun said to the doctor from behind him: "Doctor Wang, you have to clean up well, my son is still young and still Not engaged. No scars on the face."

Wu Qun's tone was extremely nervous, but Wu Xuan was already in tears when he heard the content. His father didn't ask anything and chose him without hesitation. This is the first time in so many years.

"Doctor Wang, doctor, help!" Someone shouted for help outside, and Dr. Wang's men also paused and looked at Wu Qun.

Wu Qun said: "It's important for Dr. Wang to save people, but it doesn't matter to my son. Besides, I'll be able to read and read for a while, so hurry up and save people."

When the old doctor heard this, he apologized and ran out.

Wu Qun helplessly looked at these unsterilized things, and was extremely dissatisfied: "Ping'an, go to those sake, you have to be fast. Xuan'er, please bear with me for a while. Dad, go get some boiling water."

"Father..." Wu Xuan was very aggrieved. Today, he just wanted to buy some apricot cakes for his grandmother. When a girl was pushed by Liu Yanqing, he ran into him. Before he said anything, he was beaten by the shrew. , he was so angry in his heart, but he was famous, and others believed him even if they saw it.

"Be patient, Dad will take care of it for you. If the wound is infected, it will be troublesome." Wu Qun frowned, returned safely, and the sake was ignited in the small bowl.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Wu Xuan looked at the novelty, and the wine pair was lit. He saw his father took the gauze boiled in boiling water, dipped it in the wine, and came towards his forehead.

"Ah! Dad, Dad is going to die, I'm going to die..." Wu Xuan cried out in pain, which was much more painful than when he was beaten.

"Don't mess around, it will leave scars if you don't handle it well. Do you still want to marry a wife?" Wu Qun asked Ping An to hold Wu Xuan's hand, and regardless of his son's cry, he quickly washed the wound with wine.