Chapter 50: The Little Girl Who Stuffed the Ducks

She lied, in fact, some people, some things, how could she forget, don't say that she was relived for a lifetime, even if she was relived for three or four lives, she still couldn't forget, especially Sang Zhilan's face, even if she turned into ashes, she wouldn't forget.

Of course, what she remembers the most is her cold face, her partiality, and her calculation of their father and daughter, from her birth to her death.

"Our hearts are amazing, and we know that it's not our mother," Tang Zhinian smiled and touched his daughter's hair, but in a pair of eyes, there was such an inexplicable depression, or because of Sang Zhilan, he actually loved other people's children and hurt his own children.

"She's not a mother," Tang Yuxin pouted, "She didn't wear shoes for Xinxin." ”

And sure enough, after Tang Yuxin said this, Tang Zhinian did not doubt it, and really thought that Sang Zhilan was blinded by lard.

He hurts his own daughter, let her hurt other people's daughters.

Along the way, Tang Zhinian was holding his daughter with one hand, an ordinary peasant man, he may not have any culture, but he has a pair of shoulders that can shelter his daughter from the wind and rain.

His shoulders can carry the whole family, and he can also carry his daughter.

"What are you thinking?" Chen Zhong stretched out his hand and knocked on Tang Yuxin's brain, "What's the daze, don't you like to look at your doll today?" and he knocked on the table again, also knocking Tang Yuxin's attention.

Tang Yuxin touched his forehead and flattened his mouth, "Grandpa, it hurts." ”

"Still hurt?" Chen Zhong knocked her again, "The books are all taken upside down, you are so inattentive today, show me the doll well, it will be good for you in the future." ”

But Tang Yuxin is ignorant, today she is promoted to become a four-year-old girl, what can she understand?

And the dolls they are talking about are the pictures in these books, some are acupuncture point maps, some are meridian maps, some are herbal names, and there are some so-called things like mutual growth and mutual restraint.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to the balance of yin and yang, the changes of the five elements, the adaptation of the four seasons, and the cultivation of the body's vitality.

These are all Tang Yuxin's only known after this year's study, and then Chen Zhong's method of cramming every day is like cramming, those far-reaching truths, those may not even be known to adults, they are all stuffed into her head, no matter how much she can eat and how much she can digest.

Of course, every time he asked, Tang Yuxin shook his head, even if she had actually memorized these things to the point where she was ripe, she would not tell Chen Zhong.

But even so, she is sometimes a little stupid, Chen Zhong has the meaning of hating iron and steel, but he still continues to fill her in.

She glanced back at the room full of books, she had read more than half of the books here, if she wanted to finish reading, it might take several years, she probably remembered some, after all, she was not so smart, and she had not reached the point of forgetting, she was a stupid bird flying first, rote memorization, but it was also thanks to the child's good memory, these memories grew up with her, and she was forced to remember five, five, six, and six, and then added that every time she took a copy, Chen Zhong had to talk about it on the side, and after it was stuffed like this, five five six six became seven seven eight eight。