Two dishes and one soup are much more exquisite than the meals in the Yiluofang compound. Although he is generally vegetarian, he has always been not very picky about eating, so he is not dissatisfied.

Moreover, compared to eating, the old mother in front of her was more attentive. Instinctively, I felt that the old lady was very unusual.

Although the old man's figure was a little rickety, he clearly noticed that when Mama put down the soup bowl in her hand, the soup noodles did not move at all, without any ripples.

Such steady hands made Ran a little surprised. These are by no means the hands that ordinary old people would have.

Although Mama served as a slave, the calm aura that naturally exuded from the old mama made Ran dare not slack off at all.

"Won't Mama dine together?" Seeing that Mama just stood aside, she asked respectfully.

"After the girl finishes eating, the old body can eat, this is the rule, the girl doesn't have to care." Mama Yao replied in a flat tone.

I don't know if it's because of her ugly face, or because Mama is cold by nature, but I can't see the slightest emotion on her face. But thinking that she is not an ordinary person, but she still has to stand aside and serve herself at a lot of age, and she is a little uncomfortable. Thinking about finishing his lunch in a few bites, so that Mama Yao could eat early.

"Girl, women should eat like Sven, chew and drink soup with a beautiful and elegant style, and can't get used to the posture of donkeys and horses, otherwise they will laugh and be generous." Mama Yao reminded quietly.

Knowing the shame in my heart, I realized that this Mama Yao is not only serving herself, but also seems to have the responsibility of supervision and teaching. It's just that it's really hard to be comfortable when people are staring at eating so intently.

After chewing wax and pretending to end this lunch, he sighed secretly, and was a little more helpless about this ancient women's etiquette. I am not afraid of hardship, but I am not used to the elegance of this lady.

"The girl can take a half-hour nap later, and the old man will come to wake her up." Mama Yao cleaned up the dinner plate and explained the work and rest arrangements that she knew.

"Mama is also tired for a long time, just let Sister Bizhu come over when the time comes!" Obviously, I was a little afraid that I would tire the old man, and secondly, I was really wary of this Yao Mama, so I thought it would be better to let her serve less.

"Bizhu is also responsible for purchasing and other matters, and she is busy. The girl can rest assured that the old body will do her duty, and if the girl is dissatisfied, she can explain it. Mama Yao looked straight at it, and her slightly cloudy eyes were a little frightened. Thinking about it in his heart, if it weren't for the tempering of the previous life, he really wouldn't dare to look at Mama Yao's old eyes now.

"Mama is too careful, but I'm just afraid that Mama is too hard!" Ran quickly explained, knowing that this old man was not easy to fool, so he also went with the situation and let him arrange it.

Mama Yao didn't bother anymore, but just told Ran to rest early, and then turned around and withdrew.

The new bed was very comfortable, and although it was in the new realm, it was a good nap. She had always taken every opportunity available to her to recuperate, and although she was far from the life she had experienced at any time and death, she still did not care about recuperating her energy.

However, I didn't wait for Mama to call, and I woke up and was refreshed.

After getting up, he walked to stretch his waist under the begonia tree, only to feel that his body was sluggish. She really wanted to regain the martial arts she had practiced every day in her previous life. In fact, I have been thinking about it for a long time, and the female celebrities I have learned now may be able to get closer and closer to the road of everyone's beauty, but if you want to have more opportunities to control your own destiny in the future, it is essential to have extraordinary skills.

After all, I'm not really a lady. Nowadays, even if you have fine clothes and food, it is unacceptable to deceive yourself and others.

It's just that, all along, I have always lived a collective life inseparable from other girls, and I have never had the opportunity to move the muscles and bones of the activity today. And now, although the environment is much better, but thinking that she doesn't know much about the few people in this courtyard, she feels unfathomable when she meets Mama Yao alone, so she doesn't dare to expose her kung fu rashly, lest she be looked at.

But the stiffness of his limbs made him still a little unhappy. She suddenly remembered gymnastics in her previous life, thinking that it was just some simple movements for fitness, and it should not be noticeable. Although those simple gestures are not helpful in fighting, if you do exercises from time to time, you can at least make the current weak body a little stronger!

Seeing that Bizhu and Mama Yao were busy in the side room, they should have no time to take care of themselves, so they started to do the exercises one by one according to the movements in their memory. After doing this, I felt that the muscles and muscles of my whole body seemed to be stretched, and I was very happy.

It's just that she didn't know that in the middle of the room, there was a pair of eyes that had actually been watching her every move.

Although Mrs. Zhu is a master, she almost never shows up, but she just asks Bizhu to send her own female red, calligraphy and painting or practice music notation on time, so that she can refer to and learn.

She never thought that she was going to be self-taught, but she was not discouraged at all, she knew that her master's quirks were by no means something she could control.

Knowing that she was not noisy or noisy, she neither questioned nor went to beg Mrs. Zhu, but began her career of learning art very calmly. With no one to guide her, she could only copy her master's masterpieces one by one. At first, it was just a cat and a tiger, although it had an appearance, but it was not a law.

Every time Bizhu sent his homework to Mrs. Zhu for review, he was returned. Although Mrs. Zhu did not say a word, she always seemed to feel the merciless rebuke of the master, after all, she clearly knew that her work was indeed not elegant.

After several failures, he simply gave up his eagerness to achieve results, and for several days he did not move, neither touching a stitch nor a pen, but fortunately no one interfered with his learning progress. Ran just calmed down, carefully pondered the charm and ingenuity in Mrs. Bamboo's works, and gradually felt that he had found some doorways.

When I tried again, I wasn't satisfied, but I could feel that I had made significant progress. Mrs. Zhu obviously saw her intentions as well, and did not return her homework, but only asked Bizhu to send a new reference. At a glance, it was a little more difficult.

In fact, whether it is a female celebrity, calligraphy and painting, it is clear that there is some foundation for it, and it is not confusing to learn by itself. But in the face of a large number of ancient music scores and musical instruments, there was no one to guide me, and I felt a little self-defeating.

Everyone in this courtyard is very eccentric, although Ran's daily life is taken care of very properly, but none of them will come to urge Ran's progress in learning. There is no one to spur you on, so you can only consciously study diligently. In fact, in her previous life, she had already developed the habit of hard work in her bones, and she could not allow herself to be lazy and slack.

Although music theory is difficult, I didn't give up. Bizhu followed Ran's request and found a lot of books on music theory. After studying for many days, he finally surrendered a hole flute one day and barely played a very simple song. I was very satisfied, and I wasn't greedy, so I just concentrated on practicing the dong flute, and the other instruments were put aside.

But after all, he was careless, ignoring the body and bones of this eight-year-old child, which is far less than his previous life. After days of concentrating on learning art, although she also noticed that her body was getting weaker and weaker, she never thought that she would be seriously ill one day, and she would also have the same old injuries as before, and she almost walked again on the ghost gate.

It's just that this time, but he is quite attached to this life that has just improved.

A serious illness is not unsuccessful. Not only did I receive the careful care of Bizhu and Mama Yao, but I also saw Bizhu's superb medical skills. sighed, this ancient woman is really a person who should not be underestimated, I thought she was just a little maidservant, but she had a unique skill. I feel that the willow garden I am in seems to be a little more mysterious.

After recovering, she didn't dare to be careless, every time she studied art for a period of time, she habitually did gymnastics under the begonia tree, moving her muscles and bones, she never wanted to become an ancient Miss Jiao who was not diligent in her four bodies.

The old skills, she originally wanted to practice in private in the dead of night, but Mama Yao's ears were too fine. I just got up and gestured a few times, when I heard Mama Yao asking outside the window: "Why did the girl get up at night?" But uncomfortable? ”

Since then, he has had to give up his plan to practice martial arts in private, thinking about finding another opportunity in the future.

One day, when I was doing the final jumping exercise, I couldn't catch off guard and heard the voice of Mama Yao.

"The girl's body style is very peculiar, isn't it?"

Knowing that he was sweating profusely, he quickly explained, "Mama smiled, but she just sat all day long, felt a little stiff, and wanted to move." ”

"Girl, would you like to learn some kung fu with the old man?" Mama Yao's face was still unfazed.

"Mama knows how to martial arts?" In fact, I already knew it in my heart, but now I just pretend to be slow. However, she was overjoyed in her heart. Not to mention how Mama Yao's kung fu is, but as long as she opens her mouth, she will have a great chance to pick up the martial arts she has learned in the future.

"I am willing, but I am afraid that I will be dull by nature, and when the time comes, I will lose my grandmother's interest." I know that I can't rush too much, otherwise it will arouse Yao's suspicions.

"It's not like I'm going to take the martial arts championship, just practice casually." Mama Yao still didn't change her indifference. Obviously, I have been getting along these days, and I have long been used to it.

The martial arts taught by Mama Yao were greatly surprised. She thought it was just a fist and kick technique with different moves, but she never thought that there was a legendary way of mind.

This ancient martial art, I used to see novels and TV to blow it amazingly, but I didn't have the slightest belief in it. In that life, she met countless masters, but she didn't rely on fists and feet to compete with her brains. She has always thought that the so-called flying eaves and walking on the wall and stepping on the snow without a trace are just the fantasies of novelists.

Now that I am practicing the introductory skills of the mind method every day, I know that I am quite looking forward to it, but I don't know what kind of attainments I can achieve in my future martial arts.

When I learned martial arts in my last life, I knew very well that endurance and speed were the most important. Although it has been tempered for hundreds of years, it is a body and bone made of flesh, and it can't stand the endless test of knives and sticks. And if you want to have more life than others in the fight of life and death, it depends on endurance.

Leave the same amount of blood, suffer the same wounds, and if others can't bear it, you have to bear it.

And to become the ultimate winner, it depends on speed.

Your knife can eventually be a second faster than anyone else, and you'll be the one who survives.

Compared with the masters in the previous life, Mama Yao did not have much warmth. She always has a cold expression. But it is clear that now Mama Yao teaches herself to practice martial arts, purely out of a good heart, and is by no means like the master of the previous life, who regards herself as a killing machine.

The days of learning the basics are not easy. Although she was resolute and never cried out of pain, when she got up from bed every day, she couldn't help but grin her teeth, and she only felt that every inch of her body's joints were sore. The martial arts techniques he learns now are very different from those in his previous life, and the degree of pain is also very different, so much so that he occasionally finds it a little difficult to persevere.

Mama Yao seems to have expected this encounter, and from time to time she will use her true qi to help Ran dredge the muscles and veins of her body.

After these days of getting along, Ran's temperament has actually changed somewhat, and she is no longer as cold as before, but she herself has not yet noticed it.

Ran originally wanted to change her name to Master Yao, but Grandma Yao vetoed it and warned Ran that her master was only Mrs. Zhu. Ran also gave up, but treated Mama Yao a little affectionately on weekdays, and even helped her do some rough work from time to time despite her objections.

In such a day without distractions, I can learn something, and I feel more satisfied than ever. But she also knows that this kind of calm will not be with her forever. So she repeatedly admonished herself to be more diligent whenever possible. Therefore, whether it is passed on by Mrs. Zhu or taught by Mama Yao, she has never slackened at all. And the speed of improvement of his skills also made the two masters a little surprised.

In Mrs. Bamboo's hut, Mama Yao was still regularly reporting her daily life.

"I heard you taught her martial arts?" Mrs. Bamboo asked casually as she painted.

"Madame, forgive me, it's the old man who has lost his senses." Mama Yao bowed and replied.

Mrs. Bamboo frowned, "In front of me, why do you have to do this?" ”

"Now that you're here, you have to keep the rules." Mama Yao paused, "I didn't want to teach her martial arts, Madame also knows about the old body, what's the use of having a body of kung fu." The old body was already disheartened, but seeing that she seemed to be a little interested in fists and feet, it was rare that this child had a clear bones, and after getting along these days, I felt that she was also good-natured, and she should not get into trouble if she learned some kung fu. ”

"According to your observation, will she be the one the owner expected?" Mrs. Bamboo did not stop her pen.

"This is ignorant and ignorant, but I think this child is quite rare, he is not impatient at a young age, and his heart is calm. The hardships of practicing martial arts can be imagined, but she is only an eight-year-old child, and her old body has never heard her snort. In fact, it was not easy for her not to be surprised when she saw the ugly face of the old body at the beginning. Mama Yao was still respectful.

"But no, I was afraid that my cold temperament would eventually delay her. But I never thought that she seemed to be a little colder than me. It's hard for her to get started on her own without a professor who I don't have a word about. This female talent, I'm afraid it's beyond what you and I can guess! Mrs. Zhu muttered, she saw that Mama Yao beside her was still silent, smiled bitterly, and said: "That's it, it's all fate, it depends on her own creation, let's do our best!" ”

Only then did Mama Yao answer, say "Madame is right", and turned to leave.