Yu Xiaoyun couldn't understand what Di Ye meant, so he asked himself: "Ye'er, why are you punished to kneel?"
Di Ye couldn't let Yu Xiaoyun kneel here and talk to him face to face, so he stood up all of a sudden, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up.
Di Ye just wanted to pull this little ancestor away quickly, but he grabbed it a little harder, and Yu Xiaoyun was hurt from being scratched, so he took a breath and withdrew his hand.
"What?" Di Ye let go of his hand and asked.
Yu Xiaoyun stretched out her palm to show him, and told him: "There are blisters, and it will hurt."
On the pink and tender palm, there are several red marks left after the blisters were punctured.
Needless to say, Di Ye could tell at a glance that these blisters were made by chopping wood with an ax yesterday. Such tender hands, how can they do heavy work!
Feeling guilty for a while, Di Ye subconsciously grabbed Yu Xiaoyun's hand and blew on his palm.
Yu Xiaoyun looked at Di Ye, then at his palm, and laughed happily.
Ye'er is so nice, like a master, he can blow his palm.
Just blow on it and it won't hurt anymore.
Seeing the more innocent his smile, the more guilty Di Ye felt.
"I'm sorry." Di Ye took the initiative to apologize to him, from the bottom of his heart.
Yu Xiaoyun tilted her head, not understanding: "Why, I'm sorry?"
Di Ye took the initiative to confess and admit his mistake: "I shouldn't have asked you to chop wood yesterday evening."
"Why, isn't chopping firewood bad?" Yu Xiaoyun still hasn't figured out what's wrong with asking him to chop firewood.
"Because, your hands will get blisters."
As Di Ye said, he pushed him lightly again: "Okay, it's too sunny here, you go back to the house."
"Go back to the house." Yu Xiaoyun followed suit and gave him a light push.
The two pushed back and forth, laughing inexplicably.
When Yu Feng came out to look for his disciple, he heard his disciple's happy laughter from a long distance away.
Seeing that Tuer is so happy, he let that bastard go!
"My dear student, let's go." Yu Feng went over and waved his wide sleeves to cover his disciple's head to shade him: "The sun is bright, don't get burned."
Looking at the back of Uncle Yu Feng leading his junior brother away, Lu Liulin's eyes seemed to have deep meaning.
Really not an illegitimate child?
Is not it?
Di Ye continued to kneel against the sun, Lu Liulin looked at him from a distance, frowned, and turned back to the room.
How long should he be taught, and don't mess with Uncle Yu Feng's precious apprentice in the future.
Holding the little spirit beast in his hand, Yu Xiaoyun looked back at Lingyun Peak and asked his master, "Can I play with Ye'er in the future?"
"Why do you want to play with him?" Yu Feng was puzzled.
"Ye'er can laugh." Yu Xiaoyun thought of Di Ye's bright, harmless, kind and friendly smile, raised the corners of his mouth, freed up another hand, looked at his palm, and added, "Ye'er is like a master." , don't let the apprentice hurt, blow your hands."
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Yu Feng was silent, feeling inexplicably angry in his chest.
This fool!
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Di Ye was thinking about the Lingshi hidden in the wooden house on Qingjing Peak. After thinking about it for several days, he finally had a chance. Taking advantage of the lack of homework, he slipped to the back mountain, picked a small basket of Qinglu fruit, and sent it to Qingjing Peak.
Seeing Yu Feng sitting by the lake fishing from a distance, Di Ye didn't dare to approach him all at once, so he stood far away, raised the basket in his hand, and shouted loudly: "San Shigong, I picked some Qinglu fruit Give the little uncle a taste."
Yu Feng assumed the posture of an old monk in meditation, without even looking at him.
"Ye'er!" Yu Xiaoyun heard the shout in the room, opened the door and came out.
Master is right, Ye Er really came to play with him soon!
Di Ye glanced at Yu Feng again, and seeing that he didn't object, he boldly walked towards the wooden house and shouted: "Little uncle, I'm coming!"
Successfully mixed into the house!
Di Ye put down the basket, picked a black and translucent Qinglu fruit and handed it to Yu Xiaoyun, raised his face and said with a smile: "I washed the freshly picked Qinglu fruit at the foot of the mountain, try it."
Yu Xiaoyun took it, took a bite, ate it, then looked at Di Ye, raised his face and smiled sweetly: "Sweet!"
"Is it tasty?"
"tasty!"
"Do you want to pick it yourself?"
"think!"
"Oh! Another day, I'll take you there."
Di Ye picked up a clear dew fruit between his index finger and middle finger, threw it high, raised his face and opened his mouth to catch it.
 "There are still a lot in the back mountain. This clear dew fruit can also be used to make wine. I will take you to pick some more some other day, and make wine for your master."
Qinglu fruit is about the size of an adult's thumb, flat, clustered like grapes on the vines on the cliff, green at first, then red when ripe, black when ripe, tender and juicy sweet. If you eat too much Qinglu fruit, your tongue will be stained black. It is not suitable for eating directly as a fruit, but it is a good material for wine making.
"Okay!" Yu Xiaoyun looked forward to it, with a little excitement on his face.
He imitated Di Ye's movement, threw a Qinglu fruit high, raised his face and opened his mouth to catch it, and took a bite.
It seems that it tastes sweeter this way.
"Little uncle, let's play hide-and-seek." Di Ye did not forget his purpose of going to Qingjing Peak this time, the important thing is to get back the spirit stone.
Di Ye played a game with Yu Xiaoyun first, and asked Yu Xiaoyun to hide in the house. He stood outside the door with his eyes blindfolded, counted down from ten to zero, and then opened his eyes and came in to find someone.
There was no furniture in the room. As soon as Di Ye came in, he saw Yu Xiaoyun hiding next to the cabinet. He pretended to search for a while before finding him out.
Let Yu Xiaoyun stand outside the door, cover his eyes with his hands, and listen to him counting down from ten. Di Ye immediately got under the bed, uncovered a wooden board under the bed, and reached out to touch it.
Did not touch anything.
The spirit stone is gone!
Di Ye lay on his back under the bed, speechless asking the sky.
"Ye'er, I found you!"
Yu Xiaoyun also pretended to look for it, then squatted down beside the bed, probed down, and poked Di Ye.
Di Ye turned to look at him, but didn't move.
"Ye'er, what are you doing?" Yu Xiaoyun also lay down and rolled in.
"What are you doing here?" Di Ye asked hurriedly, raised his head, and knocked his forehead with a "touch". He grunted, covered the place where he was hit, and lay down again.
"Does it hurt?" Yu Xiaoyun immediately asked with concern, leaned over, pulled his hand away, and blew on his forehead with pouting lips, "Blow on it, and it won't hurt."
Where did the third master pick up the living treasure from!
Di Ye suddenly laughed.
I don't know what he was laughing at, but Yu Xiaoyun also laughed.
Yu Xiaoyun lay down beside Di Ye, put one hand over Di Ye, touched the wooden board next to him, lowered his voice, and told him a secret: "That night, I fell out of bed and picked up a cloth bag here. , there are a lot of spirit stones inside."
"Lingshi, did you take it?!" Di Ye stood up in a jerk, and hit his head with a "bang".
"Don't move!" Yu Xiaoyun leaned over again, gave him another blow, and pressed him on top of him, for fear that he would bump his head again.
Di Ye's head hurt from the bump, and his heart hurt even more.
"Little uncle, where did you take the spirit stone?"
"Master said that it was a gift from my nephew who put it here and asked me to put it away. This is the first gift I have received since I went to Lingshan with Master!" (Remember this site's website: www. hlnovel.com