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"How come I still hear that you donated a Taoist temple?" He Zhi leaned against the window, the cigarette butt between his fingers flickering and flickering. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Quan Yan was still debugging his whitening mask in front of the dresser, and when he heard He Zhi's question, he casually responded, "There is news so soon?"

He Zhi took a hard puff of cigarette and exhaled slowly and deeply, "You are a foreigner taught by foreign devils, and you still believe in Taoism in our country." ”

"Although I am not the right nationality, I am a pure-blood. What's wrong with the foreign devils, they can't stop me from being patriotic. Quan Yan was in a good mood to play tricks with He Zhi, not realizing that He Zhi had made a small mistake again.

"Why didn't you say hello to me when you donated this?" He Zhi, who didn't get a satisfactory answer, simply drove straight in, and asked him in one sentence to express his unhappiness.

Quan Yan realized that He Zhi was wrong, and after a pause, she raised her head and looked at He Zhi, "Didn't you go back to the northwest two days ago." ”

He Zhi raised his eyebrows, "There are two phones at home, and you can't get through to the number in the northwest." ”

The implication is still to ask Quan Yan why he didn't discuss with him.

Quan Yan felt a pain in her head for a moment, and she had a hunch in her heart that if she didn't stop this war in time, He Zhi would definitely go on for days.

"I was wrong~ He Zhi, can you forgive me~"

He Zhi pursed his lips, extinguished the cigarette butt, and closed the window with the cold wind, "This won't be the case." Then he took his pajamas and went to the shower.

Quan Yan saw his back in a hurry from the mirror, and smiled as if he had succeeded in a treacherous plan.

Early the next morning, Quan Yan asked the secretary in a good mood: "What are the arrangements for today?"

Then he put down his bag, and then concentrated on reading the letter.

Seeing that her face was sunny today, the highly tense nerves relaxed a little, and looked at her cautiously, "There are two nursing anatomy classes in the morning, and I go to the main campus for a meeting after lunch at noon, there is no arrangement in the afternoon, but there are two surgeries in the evening." ”

"Anatomy. Quan Yan nodded thoughtfully, "I know, you can get busy." ”

For some reason, she's been getting more and more disgusted with anatomy classes lately.

It's either disgust, or it's slowly getting more and more disliked.

It was Quan Xin, the little fat man followed two classes, and he didn't look scared, so Quan Yan decided to slowly popularize some traditional Chinese medicine knowledge for Quan Xin.

When he got home in the evening, He Zhi went to the kitchen to cook dinner, and the little fat man sat in the yard playing with mud and prepared for tomorrow's handicraft class.

Quan Yan stood on the steps of the courtyard, "Quan Xin, come and recite the six deaths." ”

The little fat man who was called rubbed the little dirty pig's trotters on his shirt, and he didn't wipe them clean for a long time, so he simply gave up and walked over slowly.

Quan Yan leaned against the door, and watched him with his arms folded for a long time.

"Carry it. There are six incurable diseases: one incurable—"

"One incurable, one incurable," Quan Xin wanted to scratch his head with his claws, but was stopped by Quan Yan's eyes.

"What is the cure?"

"Dumpling cloth on pears. ”

Quan Yan: "...... Arrogance does not matter. It's not the dumplings we eat, arrogance is the meaning of pride and arrogance. ”

The little fat man raised his head and made a bitter face, "Auntie, I can't carry it." What proud dumplings, they are obviously dumplings. ”

Quan Yan: _(:З"∠)_ For the first time, I felt that He Zhi's stick education should be played.

"This is so difficult, it's harder than my name to write, I don't want to memorize it≥_≤"

"Then you don't want to take anatomy classes with big brothers and sisters in the future?"

The little fat man stared at her with tears in his eyes, and the little fat hand grabbed her pants, "You can't do this, You-can't-deprive-me-ofthe-right-to-study."

"I can. Quan Yan squatted down, grabbed his little fat hand, and reached out to wipe his tears, "But I can promise you, if you can memorize the six deaths, then I can allow you to continue to skip the class." If you can't memorize it, then you can only go to the teacher's house with He Zhi to help with your homework. ”

The little fat man tricked himself into refusing the option of the right banquet, "Woo wow, I don't want it!"

"No, it's useless for you to cry. ”

"I don't want to !!!," the little fat man began to roll on the ground without an image.

Even if Quan Xin is more than six years old, his humerus will not habitually dislocate, and Quan Yan did not drag him. Just explain to him, "You can lie on the ground and calm down, anyway, I won't wash your clothes if they're dirty." ”

There are a total of three people in the family, Quan Yan doesn't do housework, and Quan Xin can't wash it clean when he is so young, so the heavy responsibility of washing clothes naturally falls on the black-faced god He Zhi.

The little fat man's crying stopped abruptly, and he struggled to get up from the ground, and then threw himself into Quan Yan's arms. "I don't want to woo woo!"

"It's time to eat. He Zhi walked over while untying his apron, stretched out his hand and teased the little fat man, "Yo Yo Yo, what's wrong with you? Manly man, look at your unproductive appearance, why are you crying again?"

Quan Xin hid behind Quan Yan, not wanting He Zhi to see him dirty.

"Hey, you little brat, what are you hiding......" He Zhi's eyes narrowed, and he saw the dirty sleeves of the little fat man, "You little bastard, the clothes that Lao Tzu just washed for you yesterday are dirty today?!"

"Whoa, ah, ah, aunt save me!!"

Finally, after dinner, the little fat man still couldn't escape the fate of memorizing ancient texts. "Hiccup, no cure, arrogance does not matter. Hiccup, hiccup, two don't know, hiccup, ask for money!"

He Zhi took the small stick and 'gently' slapped Kwon Shin's fat ass through his pants. "Two are not cured!

"Woo woo woo woo my back won't whine. Quan Xin asked for help from Quan Yan, who was concentrating on reading on the side, "Woo woo woo I really can't memorize it"

Quan Xin, who had no way to ask for help, was beaten again, "If you can't carry it, you will be beaten less." Look at what your aunt does? If you can't carry it, you can carry it hard! You can't get up tomorrow morning and continue to memorize it tonight, and you don't have to memorize it when you have memorized it! If you don't cure arrogance and don't care about reason, you can carry it!"

Quan Xin, who was frightened, trembled, opened his mouth and began to purre: "If you don't cure arrogance, you don't care about reason, you don't care about your body and wealth, and you can't treat your body and wealth...... Three incurable ......"

He Zhi was unrelenting, and he was a stick again, "Three incurables of food and clothing!"

"Woo woo woo three can not cure food and clothing, four do not cure the shape of thunder can not apply medicine. ”

It's another stick, "You can't take medicine!"

"Wow, ahh!!!!h