"The lady said, if she doesn't come out, no one can bother!"

Han Mo opened his arms with a determined face and stopped Song Bo, who was delusional about stepping forward and knocking on the door.

Song Bo withdrew his hands in frustration, and after thinking about it, he still didn't give up, "Little Mozi, it's a little boy inside, aren't you worried at all?"

A white-eyed wolf with no heart and lungs, being a little door god really has the true biography of Han Qiu!

Han Mo read his heart from Song Bo's eyes, snorted disdainfully, and raised his head arrogantly, "Believe in the lady, you have to live forever!"

That's what a tsundere!

Song Bo and Dong Lei were silent for a while, and looked at Han Mo, the god of the small door, with a bright look.

"Who said that?" After all, Song Bo was old and took the lead in recovering his voice.

Don't be his little son! His little son has a bad fate, and he is still smart and likable, but he shouldn't be led crooked by his mother!

Dong Lei felt the same way, staring at Han Mo with his eyes.

The eyes of these two people were too intense, staring at Han Mo's heart, he lowered his head and thought about it, and then raised his head again, "Is there a difference?"

Is there a difference?

Can you pray that crooked melons teach good dates?

Whether it is what the lady said, or what the little boy said, in fact, there is really no difference, right?

Song Bo and Dong Lei, who understood why, were deeply sad, and their worries were even worse, but they went from worrying about the situation of the little boy who was still using the knife to worrying about the education of the little boy, which was really a difficult problem and there was nowhere to start.

"Little Leizi, the little boy is still young, this ...... There shouldn't be any problem, right?" Song Bo looked at Dong Lei who was squatting in front of the medicine furnace with earnest eyes, "Let's take care of the family, but it's just this one seedling......"

"My mother said that three years old is big, and ten years old is old. Dong Lei didn't give Song Bo the slightest chance to finish his words, he spared no effort to blow people, and his face was powerless.

Song Bo was even more aggrieved, and his voice naturally became a little higher, "What if the little boy is an individual?"

"My mother said, don't hope for luck, it's about the same as falling ingots from the sky. ”

"Who should I talk to about this?" Song Bo sighed.

"My mother said that upbringing is very important, and this matter can be traced back seriously, and the source is still in Old Lady Gu......" Dong Lei shook the little pu fan and replied very realistically.

Song Bo had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and he almost didn't hold his breath, but it took a long time before he let out a long breath and glanced at Dong Lei, who looked innocent, "What the lady said is really right, your mother is really no one!"

The old lady taught his own lady crookedly, and the little boy was taught crooked by his own lady again, so it is really a matter of course!

The old lady has already died, and his own lady is like this, how else can he drop?

Han Mo, the little door god, kept shuttling between Song Bo and Dong Lei with his eyes, and it was only at this time that he calmly came to a conclusion, "What the lady said is really right, there is really no shortage of people who love salty and eat radishes and worry about it." ”

Are there only two in front of you?

What's wrong with the little boy? He thinks the little boy is very good! Okay, it couldn't be better!

Although Han Mo's voice was not loud, it still reached the ears of the two salty radish people who were worried about it.

The lady said, and the lady said! The lady is the one who has the least one!

When Gu Changsheng pushed open the door tiredly, the three people blocking the gate of the courtyard were staring wide-eyed, and there was still a smell of gunpowder in their eyes.

"What's going on?"

Song Bo is a calm and capable type, Dong Lei is a stuffy and hard-working type, and Han Mo, a little cub, is a silent and scarce word, how can these three be pinched?

"Lady, you're out, where is the little boy?" Song Bo was the first to come back to his senses, rushed to Gu Changsheng in three or two steps, and asked eagerly.

"Yes, what about the little boy?" Dong Lei was not far behind.

Gu Changsheng glanced at them suspiciously, and didn't get to the bottom of it, he lifted the homemade mask he was wearing on his mouth, "Although the root of the tumor is a little difficult to peel off, the operation is still very successful." ”

"What about the little boy?" Song Bo hooked his neck to look into the house, and vaguely saw only the busy backs of Han Qiu and Xiaocui.

"The anesthesia is over, and he hasn't woken up yet. Gu Changsheng also glanced back, with a warm smile on his face, although he was very tired and tired, but for the sake of his precious son, it was worth it!

"Lady......" Song Bo wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Gu Changsheng waving his hand.

"Little Leizi, is the medicine I asked you to decoct better?"

"Alright. Dong Lei pointed at Xiaopu, and the medicine jar on the small medicine stove was bubbling.

"Give it to me. Gu Changsheng lowered his head for a long time, his neck a little stiff.

"Yes. Dong Lei answered, quickly found the medicine bowl and tray over, carefully filtered the medicine residue, and served it.

"Lady, the medicine is hot. Dong Lei took the tray and handed it over, the lady said that the room for surgery cannot be entered, it will affect the little son.

Gu Changsheng took the medicine, lowered his head and blew it, before turning around to go back to the ward, but suddenly turned around and reminded with a kind face, "I think you have a lot of unfinished momentum, I will take care of my son first, and you will continue to ......"

The three of them looked at the back of their lady who disappeared at the door, "......"

The lady shouldn't have heard it, right? If the lady heard it, she would definitely not be so good-tempered!

I have to say that the guess of the three of them is very correct, Gu Changsheng, if he focuses on one thing, especially something like surgery, it can be said that he is completely deaf to what is going on outside the window, and he is only busy with the things at hand, she really didn't hear it.

Therefore, she didn't take it to heart, she never left the hospital bed, stayed by the side of the little meat bun son all night, scrubbed and fed the medicine, and did not work for others.

Moreover, the next day, her son woke up, although he had a slight fever, but within control, Gu Changsheng's heart was completely relaxed, but when she put her heart down, something happened again.

"What is this?" Gu Changsheng pointed to a book in front of him.

Nima's books are such a lofty thing, in this era, the cliff is a luxury, a ruiner! What a ruiner! You can't make it like this with silver!

"The Three Character Classic" Song Bo rubbed his hands hesitantly, but still mustered up the courage to speak.

Didn't the lady ask knowingly?

Of course, Gu Changsheng was asking knowingly, the three characters of the "Three Character Classic" printed on the blue book cover were really not small, and these three characters were really easy to recognize, so it was difficult for her to pretend that she didn't know and ignore them!

"So?" she really didn't pretend to be stupid, she really didn't know which hand Song Bo was playing, did she think that she was shallow in knowledge, and planned to let her work hard to revitalize the Gu family with the title of the gold list?

"Three Character Classic", her son has memorized it backwards, okay!

"You must have asked me to hand it over to Gu Ze, right? But this is too loser, I have already given him a copy of it, and I have added my annotations to ensure that it is easy to understand and suitable for all ages. Gu Changsheng patted the "Three Character Classic" and smiled very arrogantly.

Song Bo coughed, secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and communicated with the lady, it was really difficult!

"Uncle Song, what's wrong with you? With a look of dissatisfaction, do you want to ask for a wife?" With his hands on his cheeks, Gu Changsheng smiled very vividly, full of warm thoughts. Lewd. Desire, Uncle Song has this thought, from the perspective of a doctor, it is really understandable, although he is a little older, he also has physiological needs, right?

"If you want to find a pretty girl, it's not a problem, this matter is on me, old and young are matched with young and old, Uncle Song, who do you fall in love with, tell me, identity is not a gap, age is not a problem, love is the true meaning......" Gu Changsheng flashed a pair of starry eyes, and raised his eyebrows at Uncle Song obscenely, this little expression, how vivid!

"Lady!" Song Boyu roared, his old face turned red, and he hesitated in an instant, look, just like that, how can you teach the little boy well?

"Lady, there is an allusion to Meng's mother's three migrations in the "Three Character Classic"!" plucked up his courage, and Song Bo finally said it.

"Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor?" Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, could it be that today is a cultural investigation?

"Yes, Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor!" Uncle Song let out a long breath, which could be regarded as the right point!

Gu Changsheng looked at Song Boru's relieved expression, and wondered, what kind of rhythm is this, could it be that the price of rice and grain has risen, and she has eaten a little too much meat in the past two days, so her head has also been teased by Xiu?

"Lady, do you know what this sentence means?" Song Bofu wiped his sweat again, and secretly prayed that his lady would not pretend to be confused.

Gu Changsheng nodded indifferently, and then waved away his doubts, and began to answer the questionnaire with spirit, she has not been a student for many years, and she is occasionally asked like this, she doesn't show her erudition, and she is sorry for the library that she has poisoned!

"In the past, Meng's mother, choosing a neighbor, is an allusion to Meng's mother's three moves. ”

"One of the three moves, at the beginning of living next to the cemetery, Mencius was keen and studious, learned to kneel and worship, crying, Meng's mother was angry, said: This is not so the son of the house. So moved!"

Gu Changsheng shook his head and continued, "Funeral, sacrifice is the great ceremony of the country, Mencius could have become a sacrificial official, no matter how bad it is, crying and mourning is also a profession, Meng's mother is demanding, she is stunned, she is strangled, tsk......"

"The second of the three moves, moved to the side of the market, Mencius is keen and studious, learned to look like a merchant, bowed to welcome guests, entertained guests, bargained, Lord Mengzi was angry again, and said: It's not so Juzi. So it's moving again!"

Gu Changsheng shook his head again and continued, "Shinong Industry and Commerce, although business is the last class, it is also related to the people's livelihood, a big businessman has been strangled in the cradle, tsk......"

"The third of the three moves, moved to the side of the school palace, I have to say, Meng's mother's eyes are like a torch, the place she chose is really tall, and the sensitive and studious Lord Mencius has nothing to learn, so he can only learn the posture of a clerk, advance and retreat to a certain extent, humble and polite, and Lord Meng's mother is satisfied!"

While listening to Song Bo, the sweat on his forehead couldn't stop falling.

"So, it is gratifying to become a generation of writers, but nothing else can be wiped out, no one presides over the sacrifice, the etiquette collapses, no one does business, the country moves, and the three hundred and sixty lines are the champions. Gu Changsheng said so much in a casual manner, and at the end he added very complacently, "The above is purely contemptible and ugly, if there is any similarity, it is pure coincidence!"

Song Bo withdrew with the "Three Character Classic" in his hand like a mummy, and there was a ...... outside the door Two ...... Four mummies!

Gu Changsheng tilted his head and looked at the sensational figure outside the door, and suddenly realized!

Do you want her to learn from Meng Mu Sanqian and become a real virgin?

"It's a bit difficult for me to learn the three migrations of the Virgin, if you have the ability, you can move a mother and show me!"

Outside the door, everyone scattered the birds and beasts, the three moves were not discussed, and the relocation of the mother was even more fantastic! In a word, the education of the little boy is still a problem!

"How can the preaching be accomplished overnight, there is a long way to go, the revolution has not yet succeeded, you guys, continue to work hard!" Gu Changsheng was afraid that the shock to them would not be enough, and he added again without giving up.

The fleeing crowd: "......"