Yu Yuechu brought sweet tofu flowers to Wen Fuling, salty tofu flowers and spicy oil tofu flowers, which can be said to be very thoughtful.

Tofu is tasteless, and whatever taste it is made is what it tastes, just like the life that has just arrived in the world, and the world will become a person it will become.

For Anmio, Boss Zhou's glass of Ruo Water ruined his only son and made him do only good deeds in his life. But for Taxue himself, he is grateful for such a change, because not all lives can have a second chance to make a choice when they are alive.

Many times, when you know that you have done something terrible, it is too late to regret it and you can only be reincarnated.

So Taxue is grateful to Boss Zhou in his heart.

Since stepping on the snow and drinking Ruoshui and becoming a monster that is incompatible with Ni Aozhou, although Anmio was angry and sad, he still invited his son to the underworld Buddhist masters and the mortal world who came to the Three Pagoda Realm through a mirage. He opened up a paradise for his son in his mansion. Step on the snow and chatted with these bald donkey cows every day, living carefree.

Although I have never committed suicide in person, I have done many bad things. Taxue definitely doesn't want to see me.

Anmio thought this way, so he rarely appeared in front of his son. He was afraid of seeing his only child, so he looked disappointed and hated.

It was also for the slap I was obsessed with at that time.

But today, after he finished packing up, he was still standing at the door of Taxue's yard hesitantly, not knowing whether he should have called Taxue to go to the teahouse together.

What should I say?

"Father."

While Anmio was hesitating, the door of the yard opened, and his expression of walking on the snow was as calm as an ancient well. He had no similarity to Anmio, only the color of his eyes, which was as blue as Anmio.

But when these eyes are without any emotion, these blue eyes are like two lifeless glass beads, cold and keeping people from afar.

Anmio was seen by these faces that looked like his ex-wife. His footsteps, which were originally uneasy, seemed to have been imposed on a fixed technique and could not move at all.

"My father has something to ask me for."

It should have been a question, but it was said to be a direct statement by Taxue. In fact, it is not difficult to guess. Since Anmio was angry, he fought against him and vomited blood without any seriousness. Their relationship has dropped to freezing point.

He would never call Anmio's father intimately like he did when he was a child, but just called his father coldly, or, he was the respected lord.

Anmio clenched his fists and let go. He didn't expect that he would beat his son like that in the end. He thought he would be accustomed to being cheating and scoundrels, and the spoiled rogue child would stand there straight and let him beat him up.

Anmio forgot that when he had drunk Ruoshui at that time, his mentality had changed.

Seeing that Anmio was just staring at him, falling into memories or contemplation, Taxue once again reminded him: "My father will not enter the Three Treasures Palace for no reason. You might as well speak out to avoid delaying your and my time."

The ex-wife died in that catastrophe and has been reincarnated for many years. She should have been the closest father and son in the world, and now she has become like this.

So, it’s no wonder that Anmio hated Boss Zhou so much, and there is a reason for this.

If it weren't for that guy, how could he and his son have become like this?!

But it's too late to say anything now, Anmio's throat moved, his voice hoarse: "Son, do we have to say this?"

Facing his father's pleading voice, Taxue was not indifferent. His expression, which seemed to have an ice shell on his face, finally changed: "It's not necessary to do so..."

"It's just that my father hasn't looked for me for a long time, right?"

"That's because I'm afraid of you and don't want to see me..." Angmio felt distressed. He calmed down and pressed his weakness down: "Can I let me go in and sit in the snow?"

"Of course." Taxue turned sideways and Anmio entered Taxue's yard with him.

The yard was full of spring, and Anmio specially invited him. The bald donkey and the old Taoist who were delicious and had good food and drink were both fat into a ball. Seeing Anmio come in, they bowed tactfully and turned around to avoid the father and son.

Nonsense, they have been here for so long, and of course they know who the real financial supporter is!

So at this time, only Anmio and Tsyu were left in the yard.

"I still remember when you were a child," I haven't been so close to my child for a long time. Looking at the snow that had grown up to the height of my side, Anmio suppressed the enthusiasm in his eyes and said deliberately calmly: "At that time, your body was pitch black, and only the four claws were snow-white, so your mother gave you to me. I held you and rushed back from the territory of the White Cat Clan, looking for banshees with cubs everywhere. You were still so young at that time."

Anmio gestured with both hands. The size of the cat might not be a cat, but a mouse.

"Although I was the child of the patriarch at that time, my father didn't like me, so no one was willing to help me." Anmio looked at his son's blue eyes like himself and smiled: "So the milk you ate at that time was my father's best friend, Uncle Jerry's wife, and the milk of a rat demon."

This was the first time that Taxue heard his father talk about his childhood. Although the father and son had a good relationship in the past, most of the time, he saw the majesty and seriousness of a lord. His blue eyes were slightly wide open. He was already curious, but he still said awkwardly: "So what?"

But in the end, I couldn't help it: "What?"

"And then? Then you're full, burping, and peeing in your Uncle Jerry's arms." Anmio thought of the scene and laughed.

"Anmio!" The cat demon urinated, which made Jerry furious. He was short and raised his hands high and jumped around in place. It was obviously irritated by the cat urine, but the expression on his face was panic and a hint of joy.

"The demonic power in your son's urine is so strong that he will definitely be able to transform successfully!"

"This..." Taxue's face showed a faint blush: "Uncle Jerry must have felt very uncomfortable at that time."

"Yes." Anmio smiled when he thought of the scene at that time. He looked at his son. He was so outstanding and beautiful now, living peacefully in his protection.

"But your Uncle Jerry is right. You transformed very early and it went smoothly."

"The children who stayed with your mother died in that catastrophe with you. I am glad that your mother gave you to me."

"Child, if it weren't for you, I might not have competed for Lord Ni Aozhou."
Chapter completed!