"What?" Xiaopang stared at a pair of dark eyes, his words were a little unclear, and his voice increased two or three times. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What, from today onwards, your training will be in charge of the old way, and no one will be left behind in your daily cultivation courses!" Fang Meng made a face and knocked on Xiao Chubby's forehead.

Although Chubby is only three years old, he still has no problem looking at people. Looking at Fang Meng's serious face, with a look at him, Xiao Pang felt it...... A catastrophe is coming!

"My cultivation has always been in charge of the grandfather of the village, why is it now replaced by an old Taoist grandfather?" Chubby tries to make the final fight.

"Your grandfather who is the owner of the village needs to inspect this shelter every day, so there is no time to teach you to practice, and again, when it comes to the understanding of the path of cultivation, the old way is still a few points better than your grandfather of the village."

There was no way, Xiaopang could only give in, and he only hoped that Fang Meng would not be too harsh.

"From today onwards, three meals a meal, the blood tonic elixir of each meal should be reasonably matched, and on the basis of the original, add another ......"

When Xiaopang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was full of hope, like a chicken pecking rice, nodding again and again, and almost said the disgusting words "Grandpa Lao Dao is better than Grandpa Zhai".

Glancing at the pair of hopeful eyes of the little fatty, Fang Meng smiled secretly in his heart, a trace of cunning flashed over his face, and said: "Every morning, you get up at the end of the day, run around this shelter ten times, go to the 600 zhang waterfall, take a bath for half an hour, and then start to eat breakfast, at the right time, learn to read with the old Taoist, eat lunch at noon, and then meditate and meditate for two hours in the afternoon, and then ...... every hour."

Looking at Fang Meng, who was talking endlessly, the look of hope on Xiaopang's face suddenly collapsed, his eyes were dull, and he was stunned.

"Did you hear me?" Fang Meng spoke the last word and let out a long breath of turbidity.

A little, Xiaopang blinked, and then yelled at Fang Meng: "Are you killing pigs?" If you don't go, you won't go if you kill me! ”

Xiaopang took out a pillow from the bag, puffed out his cheeks, turned his face into a ball, found a straw pile at random, and then planted it directly.

Fang Meng looked down at Xiao Pang, there seemed to be a yin aura around him, and said in an extremely calm tone: "Are you sure...... Not going? ”

Xiaopang got up, looked at Fang Meng with tears in his eyes, looked around, no one could save him from the sea of suffering, several men covered their mouths and snickered, looked at Xiaopang's pitiful eyes, hurriedly turned his head, hooked his shoulders and left quickly.

Xiaopang thought about it seriously, and there was only one dead pig to resist, so he could only make compromises for the time being.

Unwillingly, Xiaopang followed behind Fang Meng slowly, looking at his head, where there seemed to be a pair of evil horns growing out.

"Hurry up, delay the class, and punish you for not eating snacks for six days."

Xiaopang held back his tears, since he promised Xiaoya that they lost weight, his snacks were reduced by two-thirds at once, and he could only eat snacks equivalent to five bowls of rice every day, he felt that he had made a lot of determination and taken a big step.

In the middle of the moment, looking at the rising sun, Xiaopang tugged at Fang Meng's sleeve and said, "Hey, Grandpa Dao, can we eat first and then practice?" ”

"Can't you say practice first and then eat? Tell me for yourself, there is that cultivator who is as lazy as you. Fang Meng reprimanded.

Xiaopang pursed his lips, pitiful, he couldn't help but think of the good grandfather of the village owner, at least, he wouldn't starve himself, and when his stomach was a little loud, he would give himself food.

"Morning class, since you have been delayed, then start the noon class...... Learn words! Fang Meng shook his robe, I don't know what's going on, it's like a trick, I don't see a Qiankun bag hanging around his waist, and there is a thick stack of books, which is placed in front of Xiao Fat.

Xiaopang frowned, flipped through the book in front of him that was taller than himself, and muttered, "What is this, why don't I know a word?" ”

Fang Meng couldn't help but knock on Xiao Chubby's forehead again, threw him a blue book, and said, "Are you embarrassed to say it?" Oh, start with the "Three Character Classic", and within two days, you must memorize it! ”

For Xiaopang, the inhumane pig slaughtering training officially kicked off today.

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"At the beginning of people, the nature is good, the sex is similar, the habits are far away, the Gou does not teach, the sex is the migration, the way of teaching, the noble to specialize, the former Mengmu, choose the neighbor, the son does not learn, the machine is broken, Dou Yanshan, there is a righteous prescription, teach the five sons, the fame, the raising is not taught, the father's fault, the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy ......"

Fang Meng glanced at it, took the book to block his face, the drowsy little fat, snapped, and used the "Three Character Classic" book in his hand to knock heavily on the little fatty's head.

Chubby raised his head suddenly, blinked his sleepy eyes, and shook his head pretendically.

"The son does not learn, it is not appropriate, the young do not learn, the old is what, the jade is not cut, the instrument is not made, the person does not learn, does not know the righteousness, is the son of man, Fang Shaoshi, relatives and friends, Xi etiquette, incense Jiuling, can warm the seat, filial piety to relatives, and should be ......"

"Smack!"

"Rong four years old, can make pears, younger brother in the elder, appropriate prophet, first filial piety, second sight, know a certain number, know a certain ......"

"Smack!"

"One and ten, ten and hundred, hundreds and thousands, thousands and thousands......"

"Smack!"

"Three talents, heaven, earth and man......"

"Smack!"

"The ...... of the Three Lights"

"Cough~~~......"

Looking at the little fat who had fallen asleep with his eyes open, Fang Meng was full of anger, but there was no place to sprinkle.

Zhang Qingzheng smoked the big cigarette pouch "poo" and sneaked out.

"The talent is excellent, but the temperament is too lazy, although Lao Dao is a member of the first class of Si Guo, but before he made a fortune, he was also a farmer who lived in the poor countryside, and it is not that he has never seen a pig ......" Fang Meng opened his mouth, and finally turned into a long sigh and was silent.

A pig that is more diligent than a man is a fine man, and a person who is lazier than a pig does not know what kind of species it is.

"Who let our two brothers compete to be the little fat master? If you want to leave a name in history and show off your descendants in "The Chronicles of the Years", how can you not pay the corresponding price? Zhang Qingzheng seemed to have seen through this a long time ago, so he decisively dumped Xiaopang to Fang Meng.

Fang Meng smiled bitterly and shook his head silently.

For the point of eating, Chubby has always been very punctual, without being greeted by others, when the meal is served, he can wake up, if he stays at another time and wakes up Chubby for no reason, he will usher in a terrible anger.

Chubby tilted his head up, snorting, didn't need to look at the road at all, held a rice bowl bigger than his head, and wanted to sneak to the cafeteria.

Fang Meng pressed Xiaopang's head, looked at the latter's innocent and puzzled face, the fat little face, and said seriously: "You want to eat before you finish your homework?" ”

"Xiaozhu said that people are iron, rice is steel, and only when you are full can you have strength, but if you are not full, you can only go home and sleep." Chubby is serious.

"People are iron, rice is steel, this sentence is very true, it is a saying that has been passed down since ancient times, but why has the old Tao never heard of the second half of the sentence you said?"

Fang Meng pinched the little fat face viciously, and said, "Young man, your old Dao grandfather, if you don't finish today's noon homework today, you won't want to eat!" After the meal, save the lunch meal for the evening. If the homework in the afternoon is still so procrastinated, you won't want to eat the dinner in the evening! ”

"Devil! If you don't let me eat, you might as well slaughter me with a knife!" Chubby yelled.

Fang Meng gritted his teeth, like a fierce jackal, and pressed his chubby head vigorously, and said, "Today, if you don't memorize the "Three Character Classic" by heart, you won't want to eat a meal!" ”

"Didn't you say that you memorized that scripture in two days? What's wrong? ”

"What, the old way is a hexagram, what can you do?"

"You ......" The little chubby trembled angrily, and he was 100% suffocated from his internal injuries.

Fang Meng shook the three-character scripture in his hand, his expression was narrow, and he chuckled: "You said that this Dao chief is a devil——— a ......devil who slaughters pigs thoroughly, and slaughters pigs."

Chubby sniffled and shed two lines of tears aggrievedly.

"What are you crying about, haven't you heard of a man who doesn't flick when he has tears, and who doesn't shed tears when he bleeds?"

"Nope!" The little fat yelled, he was wronged, he had to endure it, he couldn't cry, it was easy to hold back internal injuries.

Looking at Fang Meng, Xiaopang couldn't help but grind his teeth secretly.

"If you haven't heard of it before, you haven't heard of it, but now that the old Tao told you, do you understand? If you cry again in the future, you will deduct a month's worth of snacks when you see it once. ”

The little fat man pounced towards Fang Meng with his teeth and claws, shouting in his mouth: "Devil, I'll fight with you!" ”

Fang Meng slapped it down, and with a flick of his fingers, he suppressed him, making the little fat grin in pain, and tears overflowed from his eyes.

Under great pressure, some people will have a nervous breakdown, and some people will see it as the driving force to move forward, and Chubby is obviously in the latter.

If you find the right pressure, you can play a good role in spurring and driving Chubby to keep working hard.

The "Three Character Classic" is not too difficult to memorize. After all, this is a traditional children's enlightenment book from various countries, and it is naturally catchy and easy to understand. In a concise and popular vernacular, he told the eternal philosophy.

Popular and widely circulated all over the world, it is not limited by words, and uses popular words to combine the knowledge of various departments such as "subsets of classics and history", and the full text is full of optimism.

For others, it is a book full of optimism, but for Chubby, it is undoubtedly a torment.

I don't know a big word, I need to know it word by word, Rao is so, Xiaopang spent half an hour before and after, and finally memorized it by heart.

Running quickly, Xiaopang dragged the huge rice bowl and trotted all the way to Zhang Qingzheng's house, looking at the fragrant blood tonic meal in the rice bowl, complaining while eating, with a handful of snot and tears.

Zhang Qingzheng was silent, sitting on the stone pier, silently smoking the big cigarette pouch.

The last straw was slapped into countless heavy waves, and the little fat left disheartenedly, and along the way, there were immature wolf howls resounding in the sky.

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