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 "Quan'er, mom is here." The door was pushed open, and a very sweet and clear voice penetrated into Zhuoquan's ears.
 Wearing a white mopping skirt with cloak, a few laces are hooked on the front of the chest, the skirt has a thin layer of silk yarn like a mist, and a pink ribbon is tied at the waist. It is clean and not luxurious, and looks luxurious. She has a slim figure, white skin, and a faint rouge smell in this house, which makes people happy. The pupils of the starry sky are like the luminescence flowing by the Milky Way, with countless stars dotted with them, and when they look forward, they have a graceful and elegant temperament, which makes people feel ashamed and dare not profanity.
 I have seen countless women in my previous life, but they are all poor and warriors. They have no time and opportunity to dress up deliberately, and no one has the money to buy a decent dress to wear. National disasters are at the forefront and living in poverty, beautiful women have long been dragged into the smoke of protecting their homes and countries! Who is still in the mood to dress up? Who would be in the mood to appreciate it? Therefore, when he suddenly saw this clean and clear picture of a peerless beauty, his heartbeat was also high at this time! My chest is blocked and I can't breathe back!
 The woman quickly walked over to Zhuo Quan, who was soaking in the water, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.
 "Quan'er, wait for mom." The voice was still very sweet and clear.
 There is a warmth on his face, after all, his current consciousness is a man in his thirties! This kiss made him feel groggy and without thinking, and his mouth was dry, which made him even more at a loss and blushing.
 The woman turned and walked to the next table, took out a beautiful box from her body, carefully put the jade pendant on the table into the box, gently closed the lid, and put the box away. He picked up a snow-white towel from the chair beside the table, turned and walked towards Zhuo Quan.
 "Huh? What's the matter? Quan'er?" The woman felt that Zhuoquan's expression was a little abnormal, and immediately came over to take Zhuoquan out of the water, and quickly wrapped it in a towel and hugged it in her arms.
 A warm and soft feeling came to Zhuo Quan, who was already in a trance, and he couldn't help but let out a "Ah!"
 "Quan'er? What's wrong? Was it made of medicine?" At the age of three, the woman had never heard her son make a sound. Suddenly, she heard her son's voice, and the voice seemed to be very uncomfortable. She was both excited and worried, and she was at a loss.
 Fortunately, Zhuo Quan also found that his conscious reaction was too excessive at this time. He forced his consciousness and finally returned his expression to normal. When the woman saw that her son was okay, she kissed her mouth again, and the warm feeling once again made Zhuo Quanxin happy!
 "God! This is my mother!" Zhuo Quan closed his eyes and took a sharp breath! Suppress the panic in my heart. Then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman who was carefully wiping his body, an infinite maternal love penetrated into his heart.
 He remembered his mother, whose face was wrinkled and wrinkled because of the hardships of his life in his previous life, and his skin was like a dry skin. He almost cried because of a sore nose. He blinked quickly, suppressed the sorrow in his nose, and held back the tears in his eyes.
 "mom."
 Zhuo Qiuyan suddenly trembled all over, staring at Zhuo Quan's face in surprise.
 "Mom." Zhuo Quan laughed and called again.
 "Quan'er? Are you calling me? Quan'er will call her mother! My Quan'er! Woo..." Zhuo Qiuyan violently kissed Zhuo Quan's forehead, and then pressed one side of her face against Zhuo Quan On one face, he held Zhuo Quan tightly in his arms! He actually started to cry.
 "Mom, don't cry, mom, hug lightly."
 "Ah!" Zhuo Qiuyan reacted immediately and immediately let go, holding his son with one hand, and the back of one hand quickly wiped the tears.
 "Quan'er, Mom is so happy. Hey! My Quan'er speaks so fluently! My Quan'er is good, just different. I will see your grandpa and grandma, your uncle, aunt, aunt, and auntie, I I will ask you to tell your father to come back to see you!" Zhuo Qiuyan was so excited.
 "Mom, can you take this slowly in the future? I will scare them like this now. If it spreads out, it will cause unnecessary trouble to the family." Zhuoquan said.
 "Oh? Quan'er, you are too sensible! Can you think of this? My dear dear, you are much better than mom now." Zhuo Qiuyan kissed Zhuoquan again.
 "Mom, the master said that my time is pressing and I must hurry up to learn martial arts, so I can't go outside often. I want you to help arrange a quiet place so that the master can teach me martial arts. The master also said that you should give the jade pendant I, I will keep it from now on." Zhuo Quan said with his little hand touching Zhuo Qiuyan's face.
 "Okay, okay!" Zhuo Qiuyan immediately took out the jade pendant, took out a red string like a trick, and hung the jade pendant around Zhuoquan's neck.
 "The place where you practice martial arts, I will go and talk to your grandpa right away."
 "Yan'er, you don't need to tell grandfather. The ancestor has arranged it a long time ago, I will send him now, and you can follow. You can't let others know that place, even grandpa can't know it, this is the ancestor's meaning."
 Suddenly, a man about 30 years old appeared in the house. A sword eyebrow reveals a heroic spirit, a pale face, a tall nose, a slender, tall and strong figure, but not rough.
 "Husband? Hurry up, come and see our son, he can talk, he can say anything! He is so sensible, he knows everything, he can think about everything!" Zhuo Qiuyan was very excited, holding his son to Zhuo Er The tiger leaned in his chest.
 "Dad." Zhuo Quan called his father in time.
 "Oh? Quan'er. Good." Zhuo Erhu took his son and immediately put Zhuo Quan down and let him stand. After all, three years old, the posture like holding a baby is a bit inappropriate. Zhuo Erhu held his son's face in both hands and squatted in front of him with a smile on his face.
 "Yan'er, quickly get the clothes and put on Quan'er, we will go there immediately." Zhuo Erhu said to Zhuo Qiuyan.
 Zhuo Qiuyan looked at her naked son, quickly brought the clothes, and wanted to help Zhuo Quan wear them.
 "Mom, let the son come by himself?" Zhuo Quan asked his mother politely.
 "No, Quan'er, you will start martial arts training in the future. Mom can't be with you anymore. Everything depends on you. Maybe this is the last time Mom helped you dress you so smoothly. Can I help you wear it?" Zhuo Qiuyan said firmly with a smile.
 This is maternal love! Can not express, only feel! Zhuo Quan felt that his nose was sour again, and he blinked quickly to suppress the sourness. Smiling and looking at the two people in front of him, the two closest people in his life. Seeing Zhuo Erhu help Zhuo Qiuyan with his hands and feet, the scene at this time became a picture in Zhuo Quan's mind...
 After finishing his clothes, Zhuo Erhu suddenly picked up his son, spread his feet, crossed his neck, and let Zhuo Quan ride on his neck. Zhuo's whole body involuntarily hugged Zhuo Erhu's forehead with his two small hands, and the two of them moved in one go. They were so natural, not muddled at all, as if they had gone through countless cooperative trainings.
 Holding his son, Zhuo Erhu used one hand to support the two small feet that were drooping on his chest, asked his wife to hug his waist, took out a talisman with the other hand and waved, and disappeared into the house with a "rise".
 Zhuo Quan tasted the horrible feeling of floating again, he couldn't help his heart tightening, and immediately closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the air flowing in his ears, feeling the body temperature of the little hand from his father's forehead.
 "Here." Zhuo Quan stopped feeling, then was hugged by his father and let him stand. The father and mother alone took his hand and walked forward and came to a wooden door.
 "Uncle, are you there?"
 "Second tiger? Coming."
 The wooden door opened and a middle-aged man appeared in front of Zhuoquan. This middle-aged man is a bit older, he seems to be in his fifties, his hair is a bit brown, and he is pulled back. The figure can be considered burly, but it makes people feel a little tired, like having just returned from heavy physical work. The coarse cloth had no belt, and a Shanten was tied around his waist, his feet bare.
 "Quan'er, called Uncle."
 "Uncle."
 "Yeah. This is Quan'er, darling!?" Uncle smiled and bent down, stretched out his hand and touched Zhuo Quan's face. After rubbing the rough palms with the tender skin, Zhuoquan felt silky pain. Then Zhuo Quan found that his uncle became serious.
 "He is here, don't worry. Don't stay longer, let's go." The uncle took Zhuoquan from the hands of Zhuo Erhu and his wife.
 "Okay, uncle, then I will go." Zhuo Erhu said to the middle-aged man.
 "Then, uncle, you bother too much, Quan'er, be good, listen to your uncle, mom will see you when she has time." Zhuo Qiuyan was very reluctant, tears on both cheeks.
 The dear ones who just met, separated in such a short time, Zhuoquan's mentality is also very unpleasant. But the more so, he knew how heavy the burden he was carrying! It is the expectations of many people! How hard the road ahead is!
 Zhuo Erhu and his wife left, and his uncle put his hands on Zhuo Quan's shoulders and knelt down and looked at Zhuo Quan for a while.
 Then he said seriously: "Quan'er, I know you are very smart and different. You will have a lot of questions.
 However, you have to hide all the doubts in your mind, and then slowly figure it out or forget it directly.
 This is a martial arts world, where the weak eat the strong, as long as you are a martial artist, weak, you will be oppressed; strong, you will be constantly challenged at any time. If you can win, you will live; if you lose, you will die!
 You must always urge yourself not to be lazy, not afraid of hardship, not tired, not afraid of pain, not afraid of bleeding and sweating, not complacent, and work hard! Get stronger as soon as possible! Grow up as soon as possible! Come. "
 Then, my uncle took Zhuoquan’s hand and pointed to a cabin behind him and said, “That’s where you can learn martial arts. Don’t look at it as a small thatched house with great things in it. It’s the ancestor of the Zhuo family for you. Prepared, if you make any noise inside, the outside will not know.
 I just grow vegetables in the surrounding fields, and sometimes pull vegetables to the city. I have a sound transmission jade. You can hold it. When you are looking for me, just talk to it. "Then my uncle pulled him to the door again and pointed to the distance.
 "You can see it, that's what Ten Thousand Beast City looks like, two hundred miles away. This is on the west side of Thousand Beast Mountain, and it's a place specializing in growing vegetables. Most of the vegetables in Thousand Beast City are pulled from here. Those who grow vegetables here are ordinary people who have no cultivation level, so no one would think of you practicing here.
 Okay, are you hungry? I caught a devil who stole vegetables today, and we roasted it. From now on, I will prepare daily meals for you on time. "My uncle asked Zhuo Quan to sit on a small wooden bench and deal with the rabbit by himself.
 Zhuo Quan was confused at this time. The problem of his previous stomach fullness now seemed to rot into a pot of rice paste. He just looked at his uncle in a daze. It seems that he has become the rabbit, lost all thinking, and let others play with it.
 Before he knew it, he smelled the scent of meat, and the thought of not eating for hundreds of years made him swallow. He took the meat that his uncle handed over and gobbled it up.
 After a while, he ate the whole rabbit, but his uncle didn't seem to move his mouth and looked at him blankly. Three-year-olds can eat so much? Monster? Zhuo Quan himself felt incredible!
 "Wait, I'll get something else for you to eat." Uncle said hurriedly.
 "No, Uncle, I'm full." Zhuo Quan said apologetically.
 Before long, the sun was going down. Zhuo Quan felt very sleepy, so he sat in front of the door and leaned against the door frame to sleep.
 The uncle gently picked him up, pushed aside the thatched hut, put Zhuo Quan on a small bed, put a thick cotton coat under him, but didn't help him cover anything.
 Ever since I joined the revolution, I have been in the midst of bullets, not having enough to eat, not sleeping well, and always hanging on my nerves. Now I came here and ate a whole rabbit without worrying about any danger. With this relaxation, Zhuo Quan slept incredibly soundly. This sleep was really luxurious!
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