Chapter 130 (2/2)
”It's all right. Things like this are normal. Just get used to it. Let's go and go to the backyard.” Murong Xueer took Yu Xuening and walked over first.
And Wang Qitian three people, you look at me, I look at yours, can only follow.
”Father, I'm fine now. Should you tell me what's wrong with your arm?” back in the room, Wang Qitian looked at Wang Yaoqun with a straight face.
He wanted to know what happened to his father's arm. He didn't believe that Wang Yaoqun would lose an arm for no reason.
Although he's not so excited now. But that doesn't mean he doesn't think.
”Hey. I'm really happy to see you this time. Because our nine children have really grown up. In that case, it's no use hiding something from you, and the matter has been solved.” Wang Yaoqun looked at Yu Xuening and said.
”I was chatting with your mother the other day when someone reported that someone had come, and this person was no one else. It was the enemy of the Wang family, or my enemy...” Wang Yaoqun told the story in detail from beginning to end without any concealment, because he really decided that Wang Qitian had grown up.
”Don't think too much. It's all Providence. Liu Qing is locked, and I only paid one arm. It's a good deal. Ha ha.” Wang Yaoqun comforted Wang Qitian.
”Father, don't worry. No matter what method I use, I will get your arm back.” Wang Qi looked at Wang Yaoqun with bright eyes and a serious face.
”OK, my father believes you, but don't force yourself. It's not so easy to be reborn with a broken arm. At least there are no such people around the Yujian gate. I don't ask for anything. It's good now. I'm used to it.” Wang Yaoqun was very happy. He is proud to have such a son.
Several people talked for a long time. They wanted to say something together.
Wang Qitian and Wang Yaoqun talked about what had happened in recent months and said some of their own ideas. When they learned that they would not go back, Wang Qitian was not so happy.
How can he be unhappy when he can be with his parents all the time.
”Jiu'er, have you slept?” Murong Xueer knocked on Wang Qitian's door gently at night.
”Mother, you're here. I haven't slept yet.” Wang Qitian got up and opened the door.
”Why haven't you slept so late? Are you worried about your father?” Murong Xueer touched Wang Qitian's head and said.
”Well, I'm trying to see what I can do.” Wang Qitian nodded.
”Silly boy, you're still young. Don't put so much pressure on yourself. Now we're practicing in zongmen, there won't be any danger, and what your father lost is his left arm, which doesn't affect anything. Don't worry.” Murong Xueer sat by the bed and looked at Wang Qitian.
”Well, I know,” he said, but he was already thinking about what to do, because ex told him the way to regenerate his broken arm, but because ex only has a soul and can't do it himself, otherwise it can be done in minutes.
”Don't say this, jiu'er, what do you think of Xuening?” Murong Xueer suddenly asked.
”Very good. Lively and lovely, and very sensible. I'm very happy and relaxed with her.” Wang Qitian said without much thought.
”That's good, but according to your Shigong, Xuening is not only the direct line of the ancient jade family, but also the favorite little daughter of the current owner, so you have to work hard. Strength is the best means to prove everything.” Murong Xueer said.
”Mother, what does this mean? What's her identity and my strength? What do I need to prove?” Wang Qitian looked blankly.
”Hehe, you're still young. You'll know when you're old. OK, I'll go. Don't think about it. I have to practice tomorrow.” Murong Xueer got up and left Wang Qitian's room.
”Strength? Proof?” Wang Qitian kept repeating these two words.