The morning mist fades as the sun rises, disappearing between the houses.

In the quiet mountain village morning, the chirping of various birds in the distant mountains and forests is clear and pleasant, and the dew that has accumulated overnight also naughtily slides down the green leaves, and happily jumps into the embrace of the earth.

Wu Song opened his eyes, habitually glanced at the person in his arms, the faint gentleness in his eyes never left, and he was silent for a moment before getting up and dressing.

Dressed neatly, he opened the door and walked out with a gentle movement, and the first thing he did was to go next door to check if Tang Bao had woken up, and in the past few months, Wu Song has naturally become accustomed to this son.

Although it may be because he is also his master's willingness, Tang Bao's respect for him is obviously greater than his family affection, so Tang Bao is not very close to him.

Wu Song saw it in his eyes, a little regretful, but helpless.

He is not good at expressing his feelings, let alone a child like Tang Bao, the only thing he can do is to make as many gadgets as Tang Bao likes on weekdays.

Children can feel kindness the most, and Tang Bao can naturally understand Wu Song's intentions for him, so he slowly accepted this father from the bottom of his heart.

Coupled with the previous orchid, the relationship between father and son has reached an unprecedented height.

So when Wu Song walked in, he sat on the bed in a daze as if Tang Bao hadn't woken up yet, and looked ...... Well, it's about the appearance of being loveless?!

Wu Song, who was frightened by his own thoughts, immediately walked over in a few steps, stretched out his big hand, and scooped Tang Bao into his arms, with an eager look on his face, he nervously touched Tang Bao's body and asked, "Tang Bao, what's wrong with you?" But what's uncomfortable? ”

Tang Bao was frightened by Wu Song's series of actions, and looked at him in a daze at the moment with an increasingly anxious expression, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

Finally, at the moment when Wu Song was about to take him and turn around to go to the town to see the doctor, Tang Bao realized that this was really not a dream, and his face turned red and at the same time there was a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment.

hurriedly called out and stopped Wu Song. Quickly struggled out of his arms, and crawled back to the bed.

Wu Song: "......"

Wu Song, who was a little baffled by this action, asked suspiciously: "Tang Bao, did you just ...... Dreaming? ”

Tang Bao pulled the quilt over and covered himself. In the summer, even if it is a thin quilt, he will cover himself tightly, and his little brain melons are sweating.

But at this moment, his eyes were wandering, his face was tangled and flushed, and he replied: "I...... I'm fine...... Well, I just didn't wake up. In a daze...... Daddy, you wake up so early, hahaha......"

Laughed a few times, and found that it was a little reluctant, Tang Bao had to shut up, and after thinking about it, the ostrich seemed to close his eyes, pretending to be sleeping, and the purpose of wanting Wu Song to get out of his room couldn't be more obvious.

Wu Song's doubts became even heavier.

What the hell is going on?!

Could it be that this kid is carrying him and Xia Mei behind his back, what is on his mind?!

Or is it that someone in the school is bullying him?!

Or rather. Got a problem with your schoolwork?!

…… No matter which of the above conjectures, Wu Song felt that he could not sit idly by.

What's more, his relationship with Tang Bao has been much better than before, his son has something on his mind, how can he be a father and care?!

In line with his father's duty and concern for Tang Bao, Wu Song walked over gently, his big palm gently landed on Tang Bao's head covered with the quilt, and said in what he thought was the gentlest voice: "Tang Bao...... If you have any troubles, tell me about them, and your mother and I will definitely protect you. It's for you. ”

Tang Bao didn't move, Wu Song pursed his lips, and suddenly another thought came to his mind,...... This kid won't be embarrassed to tell his mother about something. But it's hard to tell yourself, right?!

It means that boys are only interested in those thoughts......

Looking at the toys on the table suspiciously, Wu Song wondered, this ...... Isn't it a little early?!

Somewhat uncertain, he asked, "Tang Bao...... If you don't want to know from your mother, your father will hide it for you......"

"You...... Don't be shy ......."

The voice fell, and there was a moment of silence.

Xu was moved by Wu Song's words, and Tang Bao paused. He slowly poked his head out of the quilt.

The little face was full of tears of grievance, and his forehead was full of sweat.

When Wu Song saw it, he was so distressed that he immediately sat down beside him, took out a handkerchief and wiped it a little clumsily for Tang Bao.

He asked distressedly, "Tang Bao...... What's wrong with you? What happened?! Say it, Daddy will help you out! ”

Tang Bao bit his lip, didn't speak, sat up slowly, and then glanced at Wu Song innocently and expectantly.

Wu Song's heart became more and more confused, and it was not until Tang Bao gritted his teeth and opened the quilt he was holding that Wu Song glanced over and instantly understood the reason.

There was also a moment of silence.

What's going on with this big wet stain on the kang...... Could it be ......

Seeing that Tang Bao had fallen into self-loathing about himself, and lowered his head in despair and despair, Wu Song silently swallowed back the question sentence on his lips.

Pursing his lips and organizing the wording, Wu Song patted Tang Bao's little head comfortingly, and said softly, "It's okay...... Well, my dad was ...... when he was a kid."

Looking at Tang Bao's eyes, Wu Song immediately realized that he didn't look over his head unnaturally, "Ahem...... Well, my father understands Tang Bao in this matter, Tang Bao is a little man, and he doesn't want to be so embarrassed in front of his mother, right? ”

Tang Bao's big eyes were red, and he looked very pitiful, and at this moment, he was looking at Wu Song aggrieved and moved, and nodded weakly.

"Hmm...... After your mother leaves, your father will take it out to dry, you will dress yourself neatly, and if you want to come to your mother, you will not come in to see it. ”

Tang Bao was in an extremely low mood at the moment, and when he heard this, he nodded lightly, lowered his little head and whispered "Thank you, Daddy", and after that, he stopped talking and put on his clothes silently.

Wu Song patted Tang Bao's little head comfortingly at the end, then turned around and walked out of the door, and closed the door considerately.

It's just that after turning around, a smile that can't be concealed on his lips.

…………

When Xia Mei got up, Wu Song had already made breakfast, Tang Bao obediently sat at the table and waited for her to come over to eat......

It was also Tang Bao's good luck, he was tossed by Wu Song for half a night last night, and Xia Mei didn't have much energy at the moment. Coupled with the matter of calculating the ice, Xia Mei thought for a while, even if this little broken child did something wrong, it would not be wrong. After all, she is still a little confident in what she has taught.

So after thinking about it like this, Xia Mei no longer cared about Tang Bao's problem, and this matter was safely revealed.

When Xia Mei and Tang Bao went to the town, Wu Song took the quilt out and dried it in the yard. Then he turned around and went to get Tang Bao's changed clothes, and prepared to wash him as soon as possible.

It's just that when he picked up his pants, Wu Song froze.

I touched it carefully, no, Tang Bao's pants are dry!

What's going on?

Suddenly, Wu Song remembered something, Xia Mei waited for Tang Bao to fall asleep last night, afraid that he would sleep hot at night. So I specially found a piece of ice, put it in a wooden scoop, and put it on Tang Bao's kang.

At that time, I thought that Tang Bao's small body would not be able to toss the kang tail so far......

Who knows, it hurt Tang Bao.

Looking down, the wooden scoop was still lying on the ground, and Wu Song suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

After a long time, it turned out to be an oolong.

Wu Song, who knew the truth, also relaxed, at least the quilt was dried, and there was no need to wash it.

Wu Song, who put down the matter. Remembering that it was time for him to check Wen Hao's results, he went out and walked around the field first to see which crops needed to be watered. Silently made a note, and then carried the fur that he was going to take with him by the way, and went to the town.

Speaking of which, Wu Song is not optimistic about Wen Hao's child.

First, the purpose of learning martial arts is too extreme, and it is inevitable that there will be some rushes. It's that the age has passed the best time to learn martial arts, and he didn't have any foundation before, and he just studied for more than ten years, and his body was just a daily exercise.

From the perspective of the total factors, Wu Song felt that this child, Cheng Dù, who was the most proficient in kung fu in the end, was probably just reluctant.

But...... Wu Song pursed his lips, he didn't care if Wen Hao could achieve martial arts, what he cared about was that since he accepted him, at least don't smash his signboard.

So Wu Song decided that the sword would go sideways, as long as he took revenge, and the rest was not important.

So what he teaches Wen Hao now is all tricks that can kill people in real fights, and strive to kill with one hit.

That is, there are no killer organizations in the rivers and lakes that only exist in novels, at most they are some secret guards cultivated by some powerful people, so Wu Song did not realize that the child he is teaching now will develop into a new martial arts force in the future......

But it doesn't matter, at this moment, Wen Hao can only learn more skills in his eyes, the original bow and arrow at the beginning, after being discussed with him by Wu Song, gave up the main position, after all, the bow and arrow thing, is still a bit chicken.

Make sure that in case, Wu Song began to teach him systematically, every day Wen Hao would run out for an hour after lunch on the grounds of exercising, this time was Wu Song's teaching time, and the rest of the time, Wen Hao ran out to practice by himself.

I have to say that Xu felt the murderous aura between the moves, and Wen Hao, who also had hatred in his heart, was so successful that even Wu Song was surprised.

It seems that he has found a suitable routine.

After teaching Wen Hao, Wu Song turned around and went to Tong Wanli's shop and sent the skin over, Tong Wanli was busy behind, Wu Song didn't stay long, put down the skin and left.

At this moment, it was past the hottest time, Wu Song was still sweating like rain on the way home, and he instantly began to miss the moments when he galloped on horseback.

Because it was too hot, he had to take a path from the forest, that is, Wu Songyi was bold, otherwise no one would regard this mountain forest with countless beasts as a place to detour.

Walking from the forest, Wu Song's speed was much faster, because, isn't this a light skill......

On the way home, I went to check the trap, harvested a roe deer, carried it to the river to deal with it, and then turned around and went home.

Thinking that it was time to water the crops in the field, this year somehow the weather was exceptionally hot, it had not rained for a long time, and the field had to be watered almost once every two or three days.

Fortunately, although Xia Mei rarely cultivates on her own, she has a lot of agricultural knowledge, but she is a little more than Wu Song.

So Xia Mei cocked her tail and said quite proudly: "Who told us to send ...... brains?"

The contribution of the Brains is this complete irrigation system, which intercepts the flow of water from the upper reaches of the river and spreads little by little along everyone's ridges to their own fields, which is also to prevent everyone from seeing it and following suit, digging the river base.

It affected the river at some time, but Xia Mei didn't want to be blacklisted by the village chief......

So just send it to the door, as long as everyone makes an opening from the edge of their field and digs a small ditch as it is, the water will come in.

But there is another problem, which is that the field is different from the earth.

The fields are planted with rice that has been inseparable from water for more than a month, and the fields are planted with dryland crops, but they cannot be directly brought to the fields like rice.

In this regard, Xia Mei also thought of a way, which was to dig a pit and bury a big wooden plate in the place where water was brought in from the ground.

…… It's kind of a mini reservoir......

In this way, everyone does not need to go to the river to fetch water, which greatly reduces the amount of exercise, and the village names are also appreciative people, and everyone has done this, and they are simply embarrassed not to use it.

As a result, the reputation of the Wu family and his wife was unmatched for a while.

The morning mist fades as the sun rises, disappearing between the houses.

In the quiet mountain village morning, the chirping of various birds in the distant mountains and forests is clear and pleasant, and the dew that has accumulated overnight also naughtily slides down the green leaves, and happily jumps into the embrace of the earth.

Wu Song opened his eyes, habitually glanced at the person in his arms, the faint gentleness in his eyes never left, and he was silent for a moment before getting up and dressing.

Dressed neatly, he opened the door and walked out with a gentle movement, and the first thing he did was to go next door to check if Tang Bao had woken up, and in the past few months, Wu Song has naturally become accustomed to this son.

Although it may be because he is also his master's willingness, Tang Bao's respect for him is obviously greater than his family affection, so Tang Bao is not very close to him.

Wu Song saw it in his eyes, a little regretful, but helpless.

He is not good at expressing his feelings, let alone a child like Tang Bao, the only thing he can do is to make as many gadgets as Tang Bao likes on weekdays.

Children can feel kindness the most, and Tang Bao can naturally understand Wu Song's intentions for him, so he slowly accepted this father from the bottom of his heart.

Coupled with the previous orchid, the relationship between father and son has reached an unprecedented height.

So when Wu Song walked in, he sat on the bed in a daze as if Tang Bao hadn't woken up yet, and looked ...... Well, it's about the appearance of being loveless?!

Wu Song, who was frightened by his own thoughts, immediately walked over in a few steps, stretched out his big hand, and scooped Tang Bao into his arms, with an eager look on his face, he nervously touched Tang Bao's body and asked, "Tang Bao, what's wrong with you?" But what's uncomfortable? ”

Tang Bao was frightened by Wu Song's series of actions, and looked at him in a daze at the moment with an increasingly anxious expression, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while. (To be continued.) )