Chapter 1178 You are my eye

The next morning.

Although the weather has gradually turned cold, Ma Chao's face is still full of hot pride after going out. At this time, ** outside the courtyard was in full bloom. Ma Chao leisurely came to the ** and looked at the light yellow petals tightly wrapped around the stamens. He suddenly squeezed his mouth and smiled, and his index finger touched the heart of the flower, smiling without saying a word.

At this time, Lv Qiling, who had just left the room, saw this scene, and her pretty face immediately turned red. Thinking of last night's madness and Ma Chao's last begging for ingenuity, she couldn't help feeling hot buttocks, and her slender hands couldn't help wrapping around her waist and buttocks. And seeing Ma Chao and Lu Qiling look like this, a cheap face that seems to be smiling is even more evil. He even blinked his eyes at Lv Qiling.

Although Lv Qiling is the daughter of a tiger general, she is also a taboo about such private affairs. Seeing that the bedroom of other sisters outside the courtyard also began to make some noise, and he did not dare to entangle with Ma Chao. As soon as he turned around, he flew back to the room and closed the door.

Ma Chao guessed that Lv Qiling usually blushed and took a deep breath behind the door, and recalled the beauty of her long-cherished wish last night, and she couldn't help but feel refreshed...

However, before his pride was full of ripples, Ma Chao was interrupted by a small impulse. Then I felt that my legs were tightly wrapped by a pair of small hands. I lowered my head and saw that Jiang Wei, the adopted son, was looking up at him: "Godfather, I want you to make a bow for me!"

In the Chang'an Rebellion, the Ma family went to the palace together. When the servant responsible for taking care of Ma Qiu, the legitimate son of Ma Chao, was captured and ruined by the Xiongnu, Xiao Jiangwei took advantage of the Xiongnu's rapid riding and grabbed Ma Qiu's leg and fled, keeping the continuation of the Ma family's lifeline. That is to say, at this time, this child with a happy face and a face full of prayers is the biggest protector of the Ma family.

Ma Chao lowered his head and looked carefully at Jiang Wei at this time. I have to admit that Jiang Wei has received a good genetic inheritance. Although he is still young and cute, the nose and mouth on the baby's fat face has begun to be ribly and shaped, and his ruddy and healthy skin color makes him too sunny and cute at this age. It can be imagined that in the next ten years, Ma Chao, the adopted son, will be a thief who makes countless girls sleepless at night in Chang'an City.

"Why do you want a bow?" Ma Chao reached out and touched Jiang Wei's head. Although they had not seen each other for half a year, their father-son relationship was extremely reliable.

"It's too dangerous to cut the enemy with a knife. Killing the enemy with bows and arrows is the best choice!" Jiang Wei blurted out.

Ma Chao's face was gloomy for a while. Thinking that Zhuge Liang's high apprentice in history had gradually transformed into a conspirator who dealt with the enemy without taking action in his own family for three years, he suddenly felt guilty of history. The corners of his mouth moved and wanted to say something, but looking at Jiang Wei's invincible cute look, Ma Chao admitted that he had been defeated.

'The conspirators are conspirators. Anyway, they were born on the third mu of the old Ma family, facing a group of foxes, and it is impossible not to be affected by this aspect.' Muttered in his heart, Ma Chao asked people to find materials to make bows and arrows and began to learn to play the role of a father.

At this time, Diao Chan happened to go out and smiled when she saw Ma Chao's move. Without saying anything, he squatted beside Ma Chao and watched the hero who was in charge of one-third of the world of the big man play with it.

However, half an hour later, Ma Chao raised his head and stared at the sparrow nest at the top of a poplar tree outside the door, watching the four chicks in the nest poking out their heads and screaming, and a kind of pain called 'failure' flashed helplessly in his eyes. After gritting his teeth again, he suddenly grabbed another wooden board and painsily cut it with a valuable seven-star treasure knife, with a bow string and several raw iron arrows at his feet.

Ma Chao is very clear about the performance and characteristics of all hard bows. Even in terms of archery, Ma Chao feels that in the whole army, except for Huang Zhong, Zhao Yun and Tai Shici, his archery is no less than other famous historical generals. However, after this hour passed, he really understood that "knowing" and "being able to do" were two different things.

Jiang Wei was still around Ma Chao at the beginning, waiting for the birth of the first bow and arrow in his life. But later he was arrested by Wang Yi to read and read, but every while he would poke his head into the yard and ask his father if you had done it well. Ma Chao comforted him and said wait a little longer, while carefully hiding the scrapped bow and arrow behind him.

"This, this is impossible?" Ma Chao once again coaxed Jiang Wei, who was obviously impatient, and muttered, "I have given advice on the crossbow machine and hard bow design of the arsenal. Why can't I do such a simple wooden bow?"

However, before he finished speaking, Ma Chao broke the wooden stick again with a crack. He grabbed his head in despair and looked at Diao Chan, who had been smiling for a long time: "Should I borrow the old guy Zheng Hun?"

But Diao Chan waved his fingers, and the two men in black immediately appeared.

"Go to the arsenal to get a wooden bow of the worst quality and say that the cavalry general is in urgent use." Diao Chan opened his mouth, and the two men in black were obviously stunned, but then they turned their heads and drifted away.

Ma Chao also stared at all this. Finally, under Diao Chan's continued gesture, he continued to cut the wooden stick in his hand.

"Godfather, when will you be fine?" Jiang Wei probed again at this time.

"Very soon, isn't it?" Ma Chao smiled, and a trace of shame flashed on his face.

Jiang Wei retreated with half doubt and half believing, but even though he pretended to be very similar, Ma Chao and Diao Chan had seen that Jiang Wei had no expectations for the first bow of his life...

"cicada, do you think my father is a little failed?" Ma Chao scratched his head and asked absent-mindedly.

"husband, you are not a saint, and naturally you can't do everything." Diao Chan didn't seem to be in much mood to comment on Ma Chao's useless work. In fact, when Ma Chao's attention finally turned to her, she immediately changed from a gentle wife to a strict and angry shadow director: "My husband, the secret of Shadow has been completely cracked by Liu Xie. We are very passive now!"

Ma Chao turned his head and glanced at Diao Chan strangely, and then seemed to think of something. His eyes lit up, changed the angle of his wrist, and slowly polished the wooden bow blank in his hand: "Even if the shadow rides to the arsenal, it will take two columns of incense to get back a wooden bow. I still have time to make a bow with my own hands..."

Diaochan's yin and anger were ignited by Ma Chao's answer to the horse's mouth. At the first time, she thought that Ma Chao was blaming her for neglecting attention to the shadow during this period. But looking at Ma Chao's absorbed side face, she couldn't be angry. She could only let the anger and expectation turn into endless grievance and forbearance: "What is your husband going to do in the future?"

Ma Chao, who was completely immersed in carpentry, did not seem to hear the change in Diao Chan's tone, but his carpentry gradually took shape. He held it and felt good. He wrapped the bow string tightly around both ends of the carpentry with thin wire, tried his strength, and finally adjusted the angle, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. As soon as I looked up, I happened to see the shadow of the two carpenters who had brought a carp: "Send it back, I don't need it anymore..."

Although wearing a black square scarf, Ma Chao can still feel that their faces have turned black. I called Jiang Wei and gave him the newly made carpentry. Looking at Jiang Wei's happy back, Ma Chao couldn't help smiling proudly. However, after meeting Diao Chan's extremely endured face, this smile immediately disappeared like a glacier snow encountering the scorching sun.

"Cant, listen to me, that shadow thing is not a matter at all..."

"I remember that when someone asked me to take charge of the shadow, the affectionate style said that the shadow was the eye of the Ma family, and you were my eye..."

"Ah! Then can you not hit me in the eye?" Before Ma Chao finished speaking, he covered his panda's eyes. At this time, he remembered that it's not good to go home. If you accompany one of your wives, there will always be another wife who will punch you. No matter how serious and paternal you are when making wooden bows, you can't muddle through...