Time flies, in a blink of an eye, Xiao Zhao'er is already five years old, Wuyin loves Xiao Zhao'er very much, every time she sees Zhao'er sick, she can't wait to replace her, but how is this possible, you can only pay attention to your diet and clothing, take exercise, bubble medicated baths, etc.

Unfortunately, Zhao'er was sick again, and silently boiled the medicine and prepared to feed it to Zhao'er, Zhao'er blushed and sniffled: "Daddy, I don't want to drink medicine." ”

Wuyin lowered his eyes, he didn't want Zhao'er to drink the medicine, the medicine is three points poisonous, although the medicine prescribed is much better in terms of his medical skills, but it still can't change the problem of the pros and cons of the medicine, but it really can't be done without drinking the medicine, Zhao'er dislikes the medicine too bitter, he has tried to make the medicine taste a little better, alas.

"Zhao'er, how can you get better if you don't drink sick, don't you still want to hang out with your father." Wuyin handed the bowl full of medicinal juice to Zhao'er, and the thick smell of medicine permeated Zhao'er's side.

Zhao'er leaned over and drank a sip of the silent cold medicinal juice, and then hid in the quilt: "I don't want to drink it, it's so bitter/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~." ”

"Zhao'er, be obedient, come and finish the medicine." Wuyin gently pushed the quilt, but Zhao'er just refused to come out.

Wuyin looked at him but refused to come out, frowned slightly, how could he do it without drinking medicine, so he pulled out Zhao'er: "Zhao'er, drink medicine." ”

Zhao'er waved her little hand: "Daddy, I don't want to drink medicine." ”

Accidentally, the little hand waved to the bowl, although Wuyin did not let the bowl fall to the ground and shattered, but the steaming medicinal juice inside spilled on his hand, and his hand was burned red, and the burning pain hit fiercely.

Zhao'er was stunned, looking at Daddy's white hands being burned and red, he felt guilty in his heart: "Daddy, I'm sorry." ”

Silent hands trembled and touched Zhao'er's head: "Don't be willful anymore, the medicine has been spilled, how can Daddy give you another one." ”

Zhao'er sat on the bed and watched silently leave in a hurry, his eyes were red, he had just injured his father, and his father must have been in pain.

Wuyin used cold water to flush the burned place, the burning pain continued, this little pain was nothing to him, but he was a little unhappy in his heart, after a while, he wiped it clean and applied the ointment to the wound, wrapped it with a breathable cloth, and after getting his wound right, he went to boil another medicine.

After the medicine was boiled, Wuyin held it with another hand that was not burned, Zhao'er sat on the bed obediently, he heard the footsteps and turned around and saw the cloth bandaged on Wuyin's hand, he flattened his mouth, it was his father who was too willful to be injured, Wuyin sat on the edge of the bed, scooped a spoonful with the injured hand and blew gently, seeing that the temperature was almost there, and then handed it to Zhao'er's mouth, Zhao'er said: "Daddy, I'll do it myself." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Wuyin's hand, Wuyin carefully blew the medicinal juice in the bowl, and saw that the temperature was not too hot before handing it to Zhao'er: "Don't burn it." ”

Zhao'er took a sip of the bowl, but it was still a little hot, so she stopped and blew on herself, and then drank the medicine in one go.

Wuyin gently patted Zhao'er's head: "After drinking the medicine, rest well." ”

Zhao'er lay down and covered the quilt by herself, and nodded.

After packing up his things, Wuyin came to the study and paced, and in an instant he did it, and took out a notebook, the cover of the book said "Zhao'er's Growth", and when he opened the book, it was full of paintings, all of them were him and Zhao'er, he turned to a blank page, picked up the pen and drew again, and what he drew was a scene in the room just now.

Soon after, Zhao'er's illness was cured, Wuyin continued to teach him martial arts and writing, he grabbed Zhao'er's hand and wrote some words, and then began to teach, Zhao'er suddenly pointed to a word and asked: "Daddy, what is chivalry?" Before, my father and I told stories and talked about heroes. ”

Wuyin was stunned, this gave him a difficult question, chivalry, what is chivalry, he thought.

After a long time, he hooked the corner of his mouth and wrote a big chivalrous character on the paper: "Zhao'er, look, can you see a lot of characters when you take it apart." ”

Zhao'er looked at it carefully and shouted excitedly: "There are really a lot of characters." ”

To the left of this word is the word "person", which indicates a person's behavior; And on the right is the word "clip", which is a big person with two small people, and it says: the powerful person helps the weak person. ”

Zhao'er nodded as if she didn't understand: "Then I will also be a hero in the future to help the weak." ”

Wuyin smiled: "You are young and ambitious, but if you want to be able to help others, you must first have this ability." ”

"Then how do I have this ability?"

"Of course, you have to study hard first."

Zhao'er patted her chest: "I will definitely study hard." ”

Wuyin touched Zhao'er's head: "I see that you like chivalrous characters so much, so let's start with chivalrous characters." ”

Zhao'er swung her little short legs to support her chin: "Daddy, those heroes who rob the rich and help the poor are really powerful." ”

Wuyin shook his head, Zhao'er was puzzled, and Wuyin explained: "How many people can they save like this, it's just a little bit of people, and they have also violated the law. ”

"What about the great man?"

"The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people" said a lot silently, but he didn't expect that just a casual remark planted a seed in Xiao Zhanzhao's heart, and slowly grew and sprouted.

Xiao Zhanzhao likes to practice martial arts very much, and after practicing martial arts, he let him read a book, he was a little unhappy, and said with a silent face: "Read." ”

Zhao'er shook her head vigorously: "No, it's good for me to practice martial arts, what's the use of reading so many books." ”

Silent reprimand: "You don't read books, it's just a horse, the book contains endless treasures, people benefit a lot, can let you have wisdom, wisdom is more important than martial arts, a wise person has thoughts, will not be as easy to be fooled as a person with developed limbs and a simple mind, a wise person is far more powerful than a person with high martial arts, a person with strong martial arts can protect himself with his own martial arts, but a wise person even if he has no martial arts, he can still rely on many other things to protect himself." , they have a thousand ways to do it. ”

Zhao'er was taken aback, Daddy had never been so fierce, he was extremely aggrieved: "Daddy." ”

Hmph, no matter how wronged you are, Wuyin is really angry, if you don't want to read, it's absolutely impossible, although Zhao'er is smart, but if she doesn't educate well, it's just a little smart, it's not worth mentioning, I don't know how to be killed in the future, I may be sold by others and still help others count the money, maybe there is also a possibility to go on the wrong path.

"You have to give me a good book to study, or I'd rather not teach you any martial arts again." Silently brushed his sleeves and left, "Think about it." ”

Zhao'er angrily threw the wooden sword in his hand on the ground: "If you don't learn, you won't learn." ”

Wuyin's face changed greatly, it was very ugly, he picked up the wooden sword on the ground, gathered internal force and directly broke the wooden sword: "This is what you said." ”

After saying that, he left without a sound, Zhao'er's eyes were full of tears and he picked up the broken wooden sword and wanted to put it together, but the middle had been all shattered and could not be spliced again, this is the wooden sword that his father sharpened for him, his favorite wooden sword, woo~~~~(>_