He doesn't care what the Gu family will do. He must protect Gu Zheng, who is the father of his heart and lungs and dotes on his baby.

Gu Zheng sighed again when he thought of this. Who thought his action caused a burst of hearty laughter outside the door.

His father, who was out on a mission, didn't know when he would come back. He stood at the door of the study and looked at his little son holding a book like an adult.

Seeing Gu Feibao endure Jun unceasingly, he finally laughs.

Gu Zheng, who was immersed in his own world, turned back from his numerous thoughts, looked at his father's direction and cried in surprise: "Dad, why are you back now?"

Before Gu Zheng's voice fell, he was interrupted by his own exclamation.

The bearded man with an inexplicable body odor stepped into the study with an arrow step. No matter whether the three-year-old doll could stand such a shock, he copied Gu Zheng and threw him into the air.

"ZHENG'ER, my father is back. Do you want my father?"

Gu Zheng, who was doing a free fall in the air, only screamed. In the process of his falling, he was lucky that the ceiling of his study was high enough to avoid the tragedy of his delicate little body bone sticking to the ceiling.

The next second, the little doll was held in his palm by a pair of broad and strong hands. With this downward force, Gu Zheng fell into a slightly sour embrace.

A big face with stubble came towards him.

Gu Zheng screamed on the spot.

"Dad, stop playing! Dad, let me tell you..."

The man's kiss followed and made Gu Zhengyuan's steamed stuffed bun face half wet.

Come on, I can't play happily all day today.

As a single man who has been out for nearly a month, sleeping in the open, traveling day and night, how can he be so careful.

Fill your stomach and have good manners.

As for brushing your teeth, washing your face and bathing and dressing?

Just make do and go home and clean up.

Unfortunately, Gu Zheng met Gu Feibao, who smelled but didn't know. After enjoying a long lost father's love, even Dad's body fragrance was also contaminated.

Seeing that the resistance was ineffective, Gu Zheng quickly changed the topic in order to save himself: "Dad, didn't you say you can't go home until the end of the month?"

"Why are you back now?"

Gu Feibao, who was reminded, was particularly happy. He removed the stubble from his son's cheek, rolled his lips with his cuffs, and gave Gu Zheng the explanation he wanted.

"It's not that your father's foot journey is fast enough. It's easy to bring the cubs into the mountain. They have completed the initial opening of their blood one by one and collected enough animal blood. Only then can they return in advance."

"Don't you see, son? The leader of the Gao family and he family, who are as famous as our family, looks as black as opening a soy sauce shop."

"Looking at your father and my back, I am gnashing my teeth."

"Our Gu family can take the lead this time. Don't worry about the constitution of Qimai in the next three years. At least if this group of cubs grow up, our Gu family can maintain the glory of 20 years."

Gu Feibao gasped, looked at one side and sat on his lap like a little adult, listening to the fun of the little doll: "Hey, you three-year-old milk doll, where do you understand this?"

"By the way, son, I haven't asked you yet. Why are you sitting alone in your study and sighing?"

"Holding a book is quite like that. It's as if you can understand it."

Hearing Gu Zheng sighing with his father here, he knew it was the same again.

Just because he is a little doll, adults are too lazy to tell him in detail.

How do you know I don't understand if you don't say it?

Up to now, Gu Zheng can only pretend to be stunned by his acting skills.

So Gu Feibao found that his doll was a genius.

His son, who had just reached the age of three, pointed to the article that looked a little dull and read it to him word by word with his standard pronunciation.

"The top of Fufeng, the most extreme mountain..."

After a short period of reading, Gu Zheng raised his brain bag and looked at the ignorant father with a happy smile: "Dad, am I right?"

This surprised Gu Feibao, but also fell into deep doubt.

"Yes, that's right, but ZHENG'ER, who taught you to read and study?"

Gu Zheng, who was asked, returned with a sense of Justice: "you, the steward uncle who manages the yard and study, and Mammy's son, are also Gu San, who sweeps the yard."

"A while ago, the front yard housekeeper selected servants for the elite disciples in the inner yard. They must be smart and literate."

"The boys over the age of 15 in our yard have made up for the literacy course."

"I'm just listening. I've read Gu San's radical literacy form and the word search classics in the study."

"Then I can read."

Gu Feibao was even more surprised to hear this.

He held his son in front of him, looked at his smart big black eyes, looked at them for a moment, and then laughed.

"Hahaha, it's really my son. He's smart!"

"If so, dad will not be afraid."

"With such a brain, even if your blood can't bear the initial enlightenment, even if you are a mortal, you won't be abandoned by the family."

"Come on, come on, son, dad takes you to a good place. We can't hide if we have this ability."

"You know, in the martial world of our Qianguo mainland, what we need is to fight and rob, and earn a greater reputation in order to survive better."

Speaking of this, Gu Feibao put Gu Zheng on his shoulder, and with a little pride, he swayed to the Academy in charge of Gu's Enlightenment like a dandy.

In the frightful gaze of President Gu, who had no strength to bind the chicken, he put Gu Zheng in each other's arms.

"Grandpa five, hold it well. Here is the hope of Gu Wenkui."

"Absolute genius, child prodigy level, please hold it. If something goes wrong, you'll be sorry for the whole Gu clan."

Gu Feibao said carelessly, which made the bearded old man very angry.

Grandpa Gu Wu turned back from the shock of being broken in just now. When he saw what he had in his arms, he laughed angrily.

"This is what you call the hope of the family? Gu Laosan, don't think you are the third son of the family, so I dare not beat you!"

"You children, even your father has been beaten by my grandfather."

"You casually stuffed a little doll and told me it was a genius?"

"Gu Feibao, Gu Feibao, aren't you still mad?"

"Look at your appearance. Where is the romantic style of Gu Sanlang?"

"If you listen to me, you will become such a embarrassed Wufu now?"

"I told you long ago that the way of literature and martial arts lies in the heart. A scholar without the power to bind a chicken can also get the road to heaven by virtue of his noble righteousness. His achievements are no worse than those of the emperor of martial arts and the saint of martial arts."

"As for you, your great talent is wasted. It's a pity that I have been the leader of Gu's literary academy for ten consecutive years."

"The original handsome and freehand white faced Xiaosheng has become what it looks like now..."

"Alas..."

The sigh of Grandpa five made Gu Feibao stop laughing. He seemed to think of something, pulled up the corners of his mouth slightly bitterly, and muttered to Grandpa five as if he were talking to himself: "it's no pity. I'm a master of literature and martial arts, isn't it?"

"It's just that the way of martial arts is faster. Looking at the whole dry land, how many people have won the road of saints by literature, and how many have entered saints from martial arts."

"Grandpa five, do you think I have another choice?"

"It's not that I can't wait, it's my ZHENG'ER. He's still so young. If he didn't have the ability to be a father and waste a good time, his mother wouldn't leave."

"You once told me that ZHENG'ER's mother has a great background. Why can't I see the people beside my pillow?"

"I just, I just don't let myself wake up. I thought what Rou Niang likes is that gentle me..."

"It's not too late to understand now. You see, Grandpa five, I really have more talent in martial arts."

"Even my father, who has a nose and eyes, is not much better for me because of my talent?"

"Since I am a member of the family, why don't I make good use of and enjoy it for the sake of some scholar's backbone?"

Speaking of this, Gu Feibao released a reassuring father smile to Gu Zheng in the arms of Grandpa five. Even if he had a beard on his face, Gu Zheng only felt Gu Feibao's tenderness and love.

Gu Feibao, who squatted down, stared at Gu's fifth grandpa's eyes with a particularly serious look and stressed again word by word: "Grandpa five, I'm not kidding. I can bear hardships and fight my life."

"But as ZHENG'ER's father, I don't want my own children to face the vast wilderness of animals."

"Therefore, ZHENG'ER has a better talent than me. I naturally hope he can grow up in a peaceful and safe environment."

"Wait until he grows up safely, and then choose the path he wants according to his preferences and wishes."

"That's all I can do for him. Grandpa five, if you don't believe me, at least test ZHENG'ER first to see if he can inherit your mantle."

Then, as like as two peas in martial arts, the man who had been strong in the martial arts showed a smile of ingratiate smile, just like more than 10 years ago, when he was hiding from the back of a backyard, he was discovered by five grandpa when he found out the same smile.

After all, this is a disciple brought out by himself. Grandpa Rao Shiwu's heart is also soft.