Chapter 133 Silly Little Ping An

"Xiaoping, study hard."

"And you, An'an, don't be playful."

"Even if you two don't take the exams for merit, you still need to be able to read."

“If you don’t know a few Chinese characters, what will you do in the future?”

"Do you know what your brother Ping An was doing when he was your age?"

"Whether it's studying, reading, or housework, he does it hard and seriously! He rushes to do it!"

"It's not like you. You don't know how to read or write all day long, but you only know how to play!"

"Have you completed today's task? Thirty words. If you can't remember it, your favorite candy will be gone today!"

Lu Yuan's voice was cold and serious, and he taught his two children carefully.

However, when his words fell into the ears of two people, they were like air, going in one ear and out the other.

"Mom, my dad is so cruel."

"Yes, we will also deduct our candy."

The two children ran to their mother and started crying.

This left Lu Yuan's wife at a loss as to what to do and could only start coaxing.

"Look at you, why are you so fierce?"

"They are both still young, one is nine years old and the other is seven years old. There is no rush."

She tried her best to coax the two of them, sometimes touching their faces and sometimes rubbing their heads.

Then he looked at Lu Yuan and gave him a smile.

Lu Yuan watched this scene quietly from the side, with mixed feelings in his heart. After nodding to his wife, he took steps and walked out of the house.

"Three years have passed, Ping An, how are you doing there?"

Lu Yuan murmured softly, with a look of longing on his face.

Three years have gone by in a blink of an eye.

He has reached his forties.

The appearance of the forty-year-old Lu Yuan has gradually changed. Although he is middle-aged, he is more haggard.

In the past few years, my parents have gradually aged, my two children have grown up, and my family's expenses have also increased.

For the sake of his family, his family, and himself, Lu Yuan began to find a job and work as a long-term worker even though he was inconvenienced.

However, this still does not make the family rich.

In the final analysis, he is just an ordinary person.

It is not easy and a great thing to be able to live well in this world, with enough food and clothing, and peace with your family.

Lu Yuan was walking in the village and unknowingly came to the big banyan tree.

He stood in the shade, looking up at the big banyan tree with a calm expression.

"So, you will also grow old."

Lu Yuan spoke softly and couldn't help but touch his face.

After several years, he finally saw that this banyan tree was different from before.

There have been many wrinkles and cracks on the bark of the tree.

Just like Lu Yuan's face, wrinkles gradually appeared.

The traces of time will not be erased.

Instead, it will gradually deepen.

No matter what it is.

Lu Yuan slowly climbed up the tree, like a child, found his favorite branch, and then lay down quietly on it.

He rested his head on his hands and closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the cool breeze blowing the leaves.

Lu Yuan seemed to have returned to the days when he and Lu Ping'an were training together here.

"Humph, you brat, you haven't sent a letter to your master for three years."

"There is a difference between immortals and mortals. I know that once we step into the immortal gate, the two of us may never see each other again in this life."

"You are fifteen years old this year. I wonder if you have gained weight. Are you a little fairer?"

"Hehehe..."

There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Only immortals can contact mortals. How can mortals contact immortals?

Lu Yuan didn't know where Biqingmen was, otherwise he would have sent some letters to ask Ping An how he was doing there.

Happy or not, happy or not.

However, if he had been able to contact Lu Pingan before.

This is probably also a bad thing for Ping An.

Lu Yuan heard that once he entered the Immortal Sect, he would be cut off from the mortal world and would not be able to see each other or contact him again. Otherwise, it might have an impact on his path of cultivation.

"so far so good."

Lu Yuan smiled softly, no one knew the conflict in his heart.

"Fortunately, this is impossible, otherwise it would have delayed that boy Ping An's cultivation!"

People live in this world by fighting, and no matter what they do, they cannot do without the word fighting.

Lu Yuan lived an ordinary life and never competed with others.

He felt that even in the Immortal Sect, I am afraid that the word "struggle" cannot be separated.

Can Xiaopingan compete with others?

Lu Yuan didn't know, he could only bless him in his heart.

Xiao Ping An, you worked so hard in Ping An Village and persisted for seven years.

She wakes up earlier than me every morning and competes to help with work, housework, and farm work.

You said that if you work more, your master, your wife, your grandparents, and your grandparents will work less.

That way, Mistress can sleep with Master!

At noon, you don't dare to rest, and you work hard to exercise, hoping to become as strong and tall as Master.

In the future, I will join the army to serve the country, establish military exploits, and bring honor to my master.

In the afternoon, you played with Xiaoping and Anan, protecting them at all times and not letting them bump into each other.

You won’t eat any of the snacks that Master bought for you, but share them all with them.

You said that Xiaoping and Anan are your cutest brothers and sisters, so of course you should take good care of them.

At night, you went to bed later than Master. You stayed up late at night and read hard, trying to read and write.

I want to pass the exam to become a scholar, a juren, and the top scholar of our Dali country, and be famous in Xingfu Town and Qingshui City.

The purpose is to bring honor to the master.

But why are you so stupid? No matter what you do, you always think about us.

Why don’t you think about yourself?

Xiao Pingan.

You are so kind, so persistent, and you work hard day by day. You should be able to grow into a great cultivator and be famous in the world of immortal cultivation.

By then, no matter whether it is a general or a top scholar in the mere Dali country, they can’t compare to you.