The relationship between father and son is wonderful.

Many fathers have a stern face when their children are young, with a look of "You kid are here to collect debts". Only in this way can they feel that they have the majesty of their fathers and can intimidate their children without making mistakes.

But often such methods are useless, which will inspire the child's rebellious mentality. In the end, the father will regret that he missed the best time, that is, the closest time between father and son.

"Dad!"

Taro crawled onto the tree, hooked his legs around the branches, and hung them there and swayed. He shouted proudly at Chen An: "Dad, do you dare?"

Chen An was protecting his safety under the tree, and he heard this and said disdainfully: "Your father, I was omnipotent when I climbed trees and watered!"

As he said that, he climbed up, hooked his legs against the branches, and fell down his body.

"how?"

Chen An hugged his arms with both hands, feeling very leisurely.

Taro was just a little bit on the edge of the branch, and said admiringly: "Dad is so amazing. Daddy, can you still sway more powerfully?"

"I mean nothing!"

Chen An swayed his body, gradually feeling that his body's swing was getting bigger and bigger, and then... he couldn't hold on anymore, his body was shaking and could fall down at any time.

Stay stable!

Stay stable!

He wanted to reach out to grab the branches, but after just moving, he almost fell down.

Damn it!

Chen An can't get down or get up now, so he just hangs like that.

But he can't hold it for long!

Taro stood up easily on the edge, grabbed the branches with both hands, and then sat flexibly on it, looking at Chen An enviously, "Dad, you are so awesome!"

This kid has been learning from Wen Xiaochong for a long time, and his body is so flexible that it is unreasonable.

But a few words from his son made Chen Abe feel comfortable.

“Anbei…”

Just as he tried hard to hold on, someone was shouting in the front yard, and it was Cao Qi's voice.

"Dad, there's someone!"

Taro stared at him, meaning, Daddy, why can't you get up?

"Okay, taro, go and have a look."

Chen An finally thought of a way to save his son.

"good!"

Taro's body slid, and the whole person fell down. Then he grabbed the branches with both hands and swayed for a while, and his body leaped over.

Both of them were on a branch, and Chen An could no longer hold on to the taro when he swayed like this.

call out!

Bang!

Chen An landed on the ground with his head facing down, but fortunately he was very close to the ground. He supported his hands and rolled forward beautifully.

handsome!

Chen An clapped his hands and went to the front yard.

"Anbei, martial arts are poor!"

Cao Qi did not deliberately make things difficult for Lin Yuan, but only the funds from the court were allocated, so he was also a clever woman who could not cook without rice.

"Tell me!"

Chen An sat down and rubbed his wrists first, feeling a little sore.

"Those little beasts are full of energy all day long and have nowhere to vent, making their martial arts messy."

Cao Qi felt a headache when he mentioned it, "I have beaten and scolded, but they are useless. This martial arts master breaks things every now and then, and he doesn't have to be hard when he asks for money!"

"If the waist is not hard, it is mostly because of kidney deficiency." Chen An said casually.

Cao Qi was covered in black lines, "I have a good kidney."

"Don't think about the money." Chen An's attitude was very clear. "The money that should be spent will not be stingy, but the money that is tossing will not be given a penny."

"No one cares about martial arts rags?" Cao Qi was a little angry.

"It's your own fault." Chen An looked at him, "Old Cao, do you think you don't know what you are thinking?"

Cao Qi sneered: "What do you know?"

Chen An said slowly: "You want to learn martial arts, and you submitted a memorial for this, but in the end Han Jiang said that if you learn martial arts, you might become a playboy. The official firm agreed with you, so he pressed you on martial arts. You were very dissatisfied with this, so you deliberately relaxed your control over the students... Lao Cao, it's not good for you to do this, it's not good!"

Life in martial arts was not easy, but Cao Qi's method was too clumsy.

"Anbei, I'm so miserable!" Cao Qi said depressedly: "The little beasts in martial arts are really hard to control. I'm going to work hard every day, and life is worse than death. It's better to change places, even if I return to the army!"

He looked up at Chen An, "Anbei, that old thing Han Jiang broke some of his plans. It would be good if he didn't kill him."

"You're too anxious about this matter." Chen An said lightly: "The important thing in martial arts is discipline. You are a priest, and you are afraid of those students? Punishment!"

"Those little beasts are not afraid at all!" Cao Qi said in confusion: "I am not afraid of breaking the stick. What else do you think can you do?"

Physical punishment is unreliable, which makes Cao Qi very helpless.

"Just a trivial matter."

Chen An felt that Cao Qi was really useless.

"Anbei!" Cao Qi's eyes lit up and he bowed: "Please give me advice!"

"Ahem!"

Chen An cough dryly.

"Anbei, please give me some advice."

"Ahem!" It's still a dry cough.

Cao Qi looked at him, "Is your throat itchy?"

Itchy your sister!

Chen An stretched out his hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger for a while.

"What does this mean?" Cao Qi looked confused.

Chen An said, "Uncle Guo, I heard that you are playing with a sword from the former Tang Dynasty recently?"

Cao Qi immediately became alert, "What do you mean?"

"Let me lend it to me for a few days." Chen An looked disdainful, "Tang Dao has more than ten, can he still be greedy for you?"

"But that Tang sword is Li Siye's sword back then." Cao Qi stroked his beard and said proudly: "Li Siye is a powerful general of the Mo Dao. This person's sword is priceless!"

Chen An was unbearable, "Does the uncle know why the officials and the prime ministers all want you to stay in martial arts?"

This is a question that Cao Qi has never understood. He can't sleep at night and it doesn't feel good about drinking and playing with women.

"You know Anbei?"

"Of course." Chen An often appears at the small court meetings, and of course he knows this.

Cao Qi hesitated for a moment, "Where is the loyal brother?"

"I have loyalty to give the knife." Chen An angrily had been using the knife for a long time, "I will exchange it with you with a Tang sword. It's not a bad debt to you, it's Cheng Zhijie."

Cao Qi was moved, "Take it and take a look."

Chen An went to get the Tang Dao himself. When Cao Qi saw that there was a gold-biting inscription on the sword, he nodded and ordered his followers, "Go and get some of the knife."

The matter was settled, Chen An said: "The students' affairs are simple. Since they are not afraid of corporal punishment, they should keep pace with the times and study at Mangshan Academy. Anyone who makes mistakes, copy books or write reviews."

"Write a review?" Cao Qi's eyes lit up. "I remember someone who cried last time and said that the review made people crazy."

"Yes!" Chen An said lightly: "More than 10,000 words have to touch the depths of the soul."

"What does it mean to touch the depths of the soul?"

Cao Qi naturally didn't know such methods and looked confused.

"For example, they smashed the bed, right? Then the review is not just about smashing the bed, but also needs to be extended to examine their character and their souls from this matter..."

Cao Qi felt his scalp numb, "Isn't this a tossing person?"

Chen An said, "They are trying to bother you, why don't you go and mess with them?"

Those students...

Chen An felt that he should deal with them hard, and it would be better to give them a unforgettable lesson.

Those students really can’t play anything, destroying the first place.
To be continued...