Seeing Xia’s mother nodding, Yan Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

But she didn't know what Xia's mother was thinking, otherwise she would be scared away.

It's not that bad, but I just thought of marrying her out and having a baby?

This is too difficult.

Disturbing, say goodbye!

Xia’s mother wanted to teach her daughter, but Yan Hua successfully asked Xia’s mother to give in on the grounds that “Dad can’t stay at home for a few days, so I will learn from her father first. When my father leaves, her mother’s health should be almost well. I will learn from her mother at that time.”

Yan Hua was free, so she turned around and ran to the study in the basement to read books.

There are quite a lot of books here, and there are excellent works.

One half of them belonged to Xia’s father, which was somewhat related to his obscure profession.

Most of the remaining ones are from Xia Mu at first glance, and they are all books related to the Five Techniques of the Heavenly Master.

And the workmanship is neatly divided into five large bookshelfs.

Yan Hua’s current goal is not on the five large bookshelfs there, but on the three large bookshelfs on Xia’s father’s side.

She first finished reading the books she had taken down before and handed them to Xia's father.

Xia's father was still worried and followed him in again.

Xia's father stared at the books in his hand.

"That's it..., finished reading?"

Yan Hua nodded: "Yeah, I've memorized it."

Father Xia:......

Xia's father looked at his daughter with complicated eyes: "Are you sure?"

Yan Hua nodded affirmatively again: "Dad, what are you doing next? Should you continue reading? Or should you explain these books to me?"

Xia’s father read other books, and those were only considered experience.

The three bookshelfs, only half of which are books similar to "Qimen Dunjia", and the rest are all similar to his and his master's notes, and they are all about the experiences left by Master Dao'er.

Those who read as story books are OK to pass the time, but they are used to delay time, and they may be kept in a bad debt by their daughter.

Now his wife has promised to teach his daughter after he left. He delayed the time and let her daughter learn a little bit of knowledge when she left. To be honest, Xia's father was really afraid of a estrangement between him and his daughter.

Xia's father also always felt that his daughter was following him.

He is like a stubborn donkey.

He still has this self-knowledge.

When a woman comes up, it is definitely a copy of him.

I think he could turn against his own father when he got angry. What if his daughter learned from him?

I dare not think about it anymore.

I can't afford to offend.

The main thing is that I am reluctant to let it go.

When I thought of my daughter running away from home from now on, I would never recognize him... Xia's father's heart was so cold that it was like a leak.

So, while Yan Hua was waiting for Xia’s father to continue delaying, she gritted her teeth and took down the three bookshelfs all night, leaving him with no way to drag it.

Because of this courage and ability, Yan Hua is not panicked at all, and he is not worried that he will not learn real skills.

In Xia’s eyes, it means that stubbornness is coming soon, a sign of a storm.

The more Xia Father cares about his daughter, how cautious he is when he treats Yan Hua.

Therefore, Xia's father was once again frightened by his brain and no longer shirked away. He hugged the book and pulled his daughter to sit by the desk, and began to explain these obscure things to her seriously.

Yan Hua was a little surprised, but she quickly understood Xia’s father’s micro-expression.

She deeply felt Xia's father's deep father's love, and was a little moved for a moment.

Listening to Xia’s father’s explanation, he would move to the compass from time to time and teach her how to read the compass and how to calculate it.

Yan Hua listened very seriously and quickly got involved.

Unlike using a translator to learn, Xia’s father’s explanation is based on the knowledge in books, but the content that expands outward is completely different from the translator.

The translator still focuses on theory and helps digest and understand.

What Xia Father talked about was all about practical examples, which made people more impressive.

Yan Hua listened seriously, and Xia’s father was devoted to speaking.

The father and daughter both forgot about time and were devoted to teaching. Yan Hua's occasional questions would also give Xia's father a sudden sense of enlightenment.

The things he had made him understand and could not understand were suddenly lit up, and he felt that he had sublimated all of them.

The more this happens, the more interested Xia’s father becomes, and he will no longer have any concealment to teach him.

The father and daughter wandered in the ocean of knowledge intoxicatedly. When Xia's father could no longer read the ink, they realized that their abilities and experiences in the first half of their lives had been taught to their daughter.

It was already bright outside, and the nannies in the apartment were already busy, preparing to make a sumptuous breakfast for Xia’s mother to take care of her health.

This was the only order that Father Xia, the head of the family, gave after he returned.

Xia's father was stunned for a while before blocking her waving white and tender hand in the confused and puzzled gaze of her daughter.

"Ahem."

In order to relieve the embarrassment, Xia's father coughed.

"Those are what dad can give you. Just read the other books yourself and study them yourself."

"Dad has given you all the main and core things, and you will never hide them."

"Qianqian, you can learn, but don't have any thoughts you shouldn't have."

"Before everything is decided, you must think about your parents."

"My parents are old and just want to live a stable life. They just want to see you grow up healthy and happy, graduate, fall in love, have children, and live your life safely and smoothly."

"Don't do things that make parents worry or even sad, okay?"

Yan Hua's throat is a stalk.

She wanted to agree, but she thought of a very popular sentence on the live broadcast platform: But can't I do it?

Her mission will inevitably make the hopes of the parents fail.

The original wish of her parents will also fail.

Besides, Xia Qianqian had already... Yan Hua felt distressed, but looked at Xia's father obediently.

Seeing Xia’s father’s eager anticipation gaze, Yan Hua nodded with a tough forehead.

"I will do my best."

Xia's father was amused by these words and was a little tired, but he was excitedly talking about what he loved all night, and he was in good spirits.

Xia's father meditated for a while, relieved his fatigue and made his whole body radiant. Then he re-banned the books and returned them to his position, and then took his daughter away to have breakfast together.

"It takes less than a day and a night."

These words were constantly circulating in Xia’s mind.

He suddenly had the impulse to go to his hometown to revisit, give his master a stick of incense, and bring the news to his master, which made him frightened.

I don’t know if the master has been reincarnated?

Xia Father thought quietly.

The master's appearance in my mind was already blurred.

Xia’s father’s absence attracted Xia’s mother’s attention.

When the couple was talking after dinner, Xia's mother was startled by Xia's father's words, and then proudly thrust her waist: "I gave birth to it, can it be bad?"

Father Xia:......
Chapter completed!