Chapter 119

Shen Qingrong started to prepare his father's birthday gift from a very early time. Their family size is simple, the eldest brother is as old as her, and the younger sister is still young, so the family only lives on the birthday of her father.

Shen Wenhao hasn't gone out for a long time, and is also preparing a birthday gift for Shen Dingshan. Only Shen Qingci is still playing around every day. What preparation does she have?

Yeah, she's not ready.

She doesn't have to prepare.

When Shen Dingshan's birthday came, the big kitchen killed chickens and ducks early in the morning and cooked a large table of food,.

"My daughter wishes my father a happy birthday."

Shen Qingrong took a cloak that she had made herself from listening to Dong. "Father, this is your birthday gift from your daughter. I hope your father will like it."

"Well, like it, like it."

Shen Dingshan took over the cloak and sighed in silence. It was a good idea. The cloak was made of good fox skin, but there was no trace of it being put together. The inside of the cloak was just like inside and outside. It was like a perfect match.

"My son's embroidery is really exquisite. I'm very glad for my father."

Shen Dingshan really likes this leather style. Of course, he also feels Shen Qingrong's filial piety. He is not a good father and has not taught them well. He is not in the house all the year round, and his son is OK. But his two daughters, big ones, are not convenient for him to teach. He can rely on Mammy. The small one is too small, and he has never taught them.

But his three sons and daughters grow well, and their minds are pure and righteous. He is really gratified.

Shen Qingrong stood on one side, but he was also a little lucky. Sure enough, he was as good as any other woman in Beijing. In addition, he had white skin and graceful figure raised by the secret recipe of the palace. It can be seen that after that, he was afraid that he would become a little lady who would be remembered by everyone.

"Father, son also has a gift for his father."

Shen Dingshan held a fist, but also eager to try, is eager to get his father's appreciation.

"Bring it."

Shen Xiashan is a pet to his daughter, but to his son, he beats him if he is wrong.

"Just a moment, father."

Shen Wenhao held his fist again, then turned around, patted his hand at the door, and then several people carried something up.

Shen Wenhao stood up, and then walked over. As soon as he reached out, he uncovered the oil covered on it.

"This is..."

Shen Dingshan was shocked when he saw what was lying on the ground.

"Is this a divine arm?"

"Exactly." Shen Wenhao put his hands behind him and lifted his jaw slightly. He was obviously very proud.

"Father, this is my son's three-year military study, and he always wanted to make a magic arm. Later, he was lucky to get an old book, in which there was a pattern of this kind of divine arm fury."

"It took three years for my son to do it. I will give it to my father today."

"Good, good..."

Shen Dingshan patted Shen Wenhao on the shoulder, but he was no longer satisfied with the magic arm. Making a large number of these things, to the formation of troops, can make the army stronger and stronger.

Shen Qingci looks down at his feet and secretly looks at the girl with magic arms. Her elder brother is still very talented. Is this really done by him?

As a matter of fact, Shen Wenhao should not have appeared at this time, nor in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It first appeared in the Southern Qi Dynasty, which is ten years later. In fact, the pattern of shenbingjia was painted on the old book, and then she found an opportunity to let Shen Wenhao see it occasionally.

Shen Wenhao has always been very fond of weapons. He is sure to study the magic arm. However, there has been no news in recent years. She thought it was a failure, but she didn't expect that he had never given up and was really made by him.

As for why she knew about the divine arm, it's a long story.

At that time, her father fell down the mountain and died under this divine arm. Otherwise, what else could shoot him into a hedgehog, which killed her father. So she spent a lot of time at that time, and didn't know why she just wanted to know what he looked like.

Even if she had no hands, she would use her own broken hands on the ground, drawing and thinking. If she had hands, then she thought she would be able to make a magic arm by herself. However, she didn't do it, and she couldn't do it, because it was useless to do anything. Her father was dead.

In this world, there is no father who remembers her and reads her, but also regards her as everything.

So she gave her father the magic arm all her life, just to think that in the future, Dad could win more and risk less.You know, in the past ten years, there have been many wars at the border, and there are too many wars when my father goes out to fight. Usually, he can't stay at home for too long, and there are many battles to fight. The hardest thing is that she let his father fight the battle of life and death with Nanqi. Ten years later, when she was 16 years old, she would always remember that she was there She lost her father and everything.

She doesn't know if she can do it. In fact, she just wants to give the credit to him. Even if he can't do it, when she finds the opportunity, she will do it in person and give it to her father.

Just did not expect, her elder brother so strive for success, unexpectedly still did come out.

Shen Dingshan took the shenbingjia into his hands and tried it. Good. Tomorrow, the emperor will be able to set up an army of shenbingjia. Of course, he will also start to produce these shenbingjia, which will be provided to the whole army. He wants to see the old bastards of Nanqi, how can they bully them?

He put down his magic arm and occasionally looked at his little a'ning, who kept his small head down and was also staring at his little toes. What's the matter? Is this embarrassed or guilty?

"What's the matter?" Shen Dingshan came over, then squatted in front of Shen Qingci, and then touched her small face with both hands.

"Ah Ning didn't have a gift for her father?"

Shen Qingci did not speak, but opened a pair of big round bright eyes.

"Alas..." Shen Dingshan sighed and then touched her daughter's head. "It doesn't matter. As long as a Ning smiles at her father, it's the best gift, isn't it?"

"No," Shen Qingci shook his head. Her birthday gift to his father had been ready for a long time.

"A Ning's gift is too heavy for a Ning to hold. Her father and a Ning will go to get it together."

"Good," Shen Dingshan took her daughter's little hand and left. You take dad to see the gift. Well, he turned around and called Shen Wenhao and Shen Qingrong.

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