Chapter 3107 Warrior School

What did you say!

Li Yuhuan immediately looked at Xu Dahai with a murderous look: "Can you repeat what you just said?"

Xu Dahai was immediately shocked by Li Yuhuan's murderous look, and hurriedly changed his words: "I... I agree with Yuhuan. It is better for girls to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Ye Wudao didn't know how to persuade them for a while.

Just when he was in trouble, the sound of a key unlocking the door came from outside.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back." Xu Linger walked in, lazily collapsed on the sofa, and looked at Ye Wudao weakly: "Xiao Ye, you are back. I am so tired, come and rub my shoulders."

Ye Wudao was a little speechless.

In the world, Xu Linger is definitely the first and only person who dares to let the great general rub his shoulders.

But Xu Linger came back just in time, just in time for her to persuade the two elders.

Ye Wudao stepped forward and pulled Xu Linger up with a smile: "Let's go back to the bedroom. I recently learned massage from the old leader, so you can enjoy it."

Xu Linger: "Really? I didn't expect that the old leader, who is busy with all kinds of affairs, still has the leisure to study massage."

Looking at this loving couple, Xiao Junjun couldn't help rolling his eyes: Sure enough, the little grasshopper has a long tail, and he forgot his mother after marrying a wife. He not only forgot his mother, but also his daughter.

Xu Dahai glared at Li Yuhuan angrily: "Don't mention your old almanac in front of the child in the future. Look at what the child has learned from you."

Li Yuhuan knew that he was in the wrong and did not refute.

In Xu Linger's room, Ye Wudao told Xu Linger the whole story and asked for Xu Linger's opinion.

Xu Linger was silent for a moment, and her eyes suddenly turned red: "Xiao Ye, I can hear that you also want Xiao Junjun to practice martial arts."

"Tell me the truth, are you in danger recently, and you may not be able to continue to take care of us, so you want Xiao Junjun to have the ability to protect himself."

Ye Wudao was silent.

He did think so subconsciously.

Xu Linger hugged Ye Wudao's arm: "Xiao Ye, I know it's unrealistic for you to let go now, but I just hope that you can think of us mother and daughter at the critical moment and put your life first, okay?"

"Your life is not one person's, but the lives of three of us, okay?"

Ye Wudao touched Xu Linger's hair: "Don't worry, Linger, I know my limits."

"I'll leave my parents to you."

Xu Linger: "Okay."

Finally, Xu Linger did some ideological work on Li Yuhuan and his wife, and the old couple finally agreed to let Xiao Junjun go to the martial arts school. M.

After hearing the news, Xiao Junjun jumped three feet high in excitement.

The family took the matter of Junjun entering the martial arts school very seriously.

The whole family went out to escort Junjun to school.

Ye Wudao selected the most suitable martial arts school, which was first-class in both teaching quality and campus safety.

Ye Wudao did not want people to know that Junjun was the daughter of the God Marshal, so as not to attract the covetousness of those with ulterior motives, so he did not reveal his identity, but escorted Junjun to school like an ordinary person.

When they arrived, there was already a long queue waiting at the school gate.

It would take at least two or three hours for them to get their turn.

Ye Wudao said softly: "Ling'er, why don't I use my connections to let us go directly to school."

"I don't know how much time it will take to queue up like this."

The God Marshal made great contributions to Daxia and defended Daxia's safety with his body. It is natural for him to enjoy this privilege.

Junjun shook his head quickly: "No, Dad, let's just queue up like this. I like queuing."

Why?

Ye Wudao asked curiously.

Xiao Junjun said: "This way I can spend more time with my parents."

Xiao Junjun's words made Ye Wudao and Xu Linger feel uncomfortable.

Because of his status as a god, Ye Wudao can only spend a few hours with Xiao Junjun.

Now for Xiao Junjun, even waiting in line is a luxury.