After Yu Le finished playing a song, he turned his head to see that the little fox was sleeping soundly, and a little saliva flowed out, making the corners of his mouth wet.

If it weren't for seeing the little fox lying beside him, Yu Le would have thought that today's encounter was a dream!

Yu Le genuinely felt that there was a force in the underworld that was dominating this qiē, because he couldn't explain his own existence.

He had a sense of awe, because only by reverence could he not squander his life in this life.

Looking at the sleeping little fox, Yu Le no longer played the piano, but sat beside it with a book.

The little fox did not sleep deeply, his left front paw twitched occasionally, his pointed face was less than the size of a palm, and the corners of his eyes occasionally frowned, and this injury seemed to have caused it great damage, both physically and mentally.

Yu Le gently touched the little fox's neck, as if to give it some security and comfort, looking at the corners of its stretched eyes, Yu Le was relieved.

Picking up the second volume of "A Brief History of China", Yu Le carefully read how the countries of the Warring States Period joined forces and how the princes played their talents in various countries, and finally contributed to the historical facts of the initial establishment of the Chinese Alliance. If you follow the division standard of the previous life, it is about the period from the Warring States period to the Tang Dynasty.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jiayi shouted in the courtyard: "Xiaole, come out to eat!" ”

Because the little fox had just eaten food, Yu Le did not wake it up, and went out of the room to eat by himself.

Seeing that the food and chopsticks were already on the table, Yu Le said embarrassedly: "Grandpa, grandma, I have grown up, you always pamper me with your hands and mouths like this, I will suffer from lazy cancer." ”

Zhang Jiayi suddenly heard the word "cancer" and reprimanded Yu Le: "Children, you can't talk nonsense, how can you curse yourself for cancer!" ”

Speaking of this, she suddenly realized that the word "lazy cancer" is so vivid and vivid, linking incurable cancer and laziness, fully showing that laziness is an incurable disease.

Zhang Jiayi smiled: "You, how did you come up with such a strange word, it's quite appropriate." ”

Yu Wenquan touched the word "lazy cancer" a few times, pointed at Yu Le, and said, "You!" More and more impressive grandpa! ”

Yu Le smiled shyly: "Just say a word casually, let you and grandma praise this way, I seem to be incomparably wise and tall." ”

Zhang Jiayi was about to smile on her face, she knocked Yu Le's head with chopsticks and said, "You, you're getting poorer and poorer." Let's eat! ”

Yu Le gave Yu Wenquan and Zhang Jiayi a few chopsticks and dishes respectively, and said, "Grandpa, grandma, you eat more." ”

Zhang Jiayi said with a smile: "Xiaole has really grown up and is sensible. ”

The main dish is braised mountain rabbit stewed in a casserole, dotted with red peppers for seasoning, and a few pieces of gray-brown shiitake mushrooms for freshness. He picked up a piece of rabbit meat and tasted it, it was really tender and refreshing, slightly spicy, and it was just right for dinner.

There are also some fresh fruits and vegetables, either fried or cold, which look verdant and stimulate people's appetite.

Yu Le didn't say much, eating meat, eating in small bites, and eating some fruits and vegetables in between. After all, he had traveled more than 30 miles back and forth, and he was really tired and hungry.

After eating, Zhang Jiayi cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Yu Wenquan returned to the bedroom to read and rest.

Yu Le also returned to the bedroom, picked up a martial arts novel called "Dajianghu" and looked at it, the content was somewhat patterned, belonging to the category of killing relatives and revenge; The character portrayal also appears to be facial.

Accustomed to reading novels written by famous artists such as Jin Yong and Gu Long, Yu Le felt that the story of this martial arts novel was not exciting enough, and the character portrayal was too simple.

After reading for more than half an hour, the dry language and story of the novel successfully aroused Yule's sleepy worm.

Yu Le didn't sleep until he woke up naturally, but was swept in the face by the little fox's tail, and he couldn't bear the itching sensation of the soft fine hairs touching his face, and even a few hairs got into his nostrils, and a sneeze woke him up.

His eyes seemed to see the wide eyes of a fox, and Yu Le's still unawake brain suddenly stirred, and his eyes opened wide.

The little fox seemed to be frightened by Yu Le's sudden reaction, and turned around and wanted to jump under the bed.

Yu Le stretched out his hand to hug the little fox who wanted to escape, and said angrily: "You little naughty, why did you run to the bed?" Don't let me wash your belly and see if all the blades of grass have fallen to the bed. ”

The little fox's eyes revealed an aggrieved expression, which made Yu Le feel very sorry, and he couldn't bear to count it down again.

Holding the little fox, Yu Le didn't want to lie on the bed, so he sat up and said, "Little fox, can I give you a name?" ”

The little fox looked at Yu Le, who was talking in a barabala, with an unknown look.

Yu Le didn't care if the little fox understood it or not, he gently put it on the desk, stared at its eyes and said, "You have a beautiful red hair, I'll name you Da Hong, right?" ”

The little fox squeaked as if in protest.

Yu Le couldn't help but tease and said, "Since you are not satisfied with the name Da Hong. Well, let me think about it again, why don't you call Xiaohong? ”

The little fox twisted his head, and showed a somewhat arrogant expression of disdain.

Yu Le was no longer amused, after all, he had to be sympathetic to the wounded, and said simply: "It's better to call it a little fox, smart as a fox, beautiful as a fox, and cute as a fox." ”

The little fox rolled his eyes as if he was thinking, and looked a little happy.

"Little fox, little fox, little fox," Yu Le kept shouting.

The little fox also chirped happily, and his eyes seemed to be smiling.

Yu Le scratched the little fox's chin and watched it make a comfortable "humming" sound, docile as a cat.

After teasing for a while, Yu Le suddenly felt that he had been a little bored in the past two days.

Holding the little fox, Yu Le knocked on the door of Yu Wenquan's bedroom and said, "Grandpa, I want to start learning national art with you tomorrow morning." ”

Yu Wenquan looked at Yu Le's resolute gaze, nodded and promised: "Well, I see that you have recovered well in the past two days, better than I imagined, and you can start tomorrow." ”

Yu Le happily asked, "Grandpa, can you tell me about the experience of learning national arts?" ”

Yu Wenquan seemed to fall into a memory when he heard this, and only after a while did he come back to his senses and said: "When I joined the army at the age of seventeen, I came into contact with the national arts, and my comrades-in-arms also formed a national art club, although the scale is small, but everyone often learns kung fu together.

Because everyone on the battlefield is precarious, and the comrades-in-arms do not hide their secrets from each other, they all teach each other. However, it was agreed that people who were not close relatives could not be taught, so grandpa would not pass it on at will.

After the end of the war, the Guoshu Society not only did not cancel it, but retained it. In the past ten years, it has developed the fastest, and there are martial arts halls in most states and cities in the Federation, but the main hall is located in Xijing, if you have the opportunity to go to Xijing, don't forget to visit. ”

Yu Le said, "Well, okay, grandpa." ”

Yu Wenquan encouraged: "Learning Chinese art is very hard, not only sweating, but also bleeding. Since you are willing to learn, you must not give up halfway, and you must learn something. ”

Yu Leyan said: "Grandpa, I am not afraid of hard work and bloodshed, and I will definitely learn national art well." He muttered in his heart: "How can you not study hard, in the future, the identity of the traverser will be exposed, and you will also have the ability to escape!" ”

Yu Wenquan looked at Yu Le, who had a firm expression, and said with great relief: "Words are false, mainly depends on your actual appearance." In addition, we must not equate blood with fighting bravery.

Learning Guoshu is not only about learning kung fu, but more importantly, learning Guoshu to control one's own mind, that is, true heart and true nature, and finally achieve the unity of body and mind and control oneself. ”

Yu Le said thoughtfully: "You have been asking me to keep meditating, just to polish my mind. Really? ”

Yu Wenquan stroked his beard a few times, and said with great relief: "Being able to recognize this shows that you are really attentive." ”