Chapter 117: Practice
That night, Xia Mei took a long bath.
Ahem...... The Buddha said that we should be pure in our hearts and have few desires.
So Xia Mei continued to commit "sins" on the kang for half an hour.
"No more...... Let's go a long time, a long time. β
At this moment, the moon outside the window has risen to mid-heaven, and the time is already early in the morning.
Xia Mei, who was tired and speechless, was no longer shy at the moment, and waved her hand with her eyes closed, indicating that she couldn't bear it.
Wu Song kissed Xia Mei's small pink earlobes with unfinished feelings, and said in a dumb voice: "The lady has worked hard...... The husband is very distressed. β
Xia Mei didn't even have the strength to roll her eyes, "Damn, you think you're sorry for me, then you get up, what's the matter with pressing on me?!" β
Secretly slandered in his heart, but said weakly: "Husband, we have to get up early tomorrow, let's rest early." β
The soft and glutinous voice carried a faint pleading, as if she was coquettish, which made the dark light in Wu Song's eyes even deeper.
The Adam's apple slid faintly, revealing a sense of forbearance, but seeing Xia Mei so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, Wu Song still kissed her forehead gently, lay down, and took Xia Mei into her arms.
"Sleep, lady, I'll call you tomorrow."
"Hmm......" responded in a daze, Xia Mei fell asleep, Wu Song hooked the corners of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes reads();.
The day of "twists and turns" finally passed, and the morning sun slowly dispelled the light fog that permeated the small mountain villages with a warm temperature.
The sound of a rooster crowing in the distance woke up Wu Song, and when he opened his eyes, the little woman in his arms was sleeping quietly in the crook of his arm, and the slightest messy hair fell on his fair face, revealing a quiet and reassuring smell.
Wu Song felt the softest place in his heart. was hit, and his eyes overflowed with tenderness.
After being stunned for a while, she slowly pulled out her arm, Xia Mei closed her eyes, turned over, and continued to fall asleep.
Quietly got up and dressed, and walked out the door. It was found that the big black was gone. The door was still closed.
Wu Song didn't seem to be surprised by this, this dog always had a cold breath and was mysterious. It is rarely seen in the morning.
Entering the kitchen, Wu Song began to mix water to boil porridge, winter came, and it was very dry. In addition, Xia Mei was injured and her body was weak. So Wu Song got up early every day and boiled medicinal porridge.
Accompanied by Xia Mei's green onion egg cake, a few steamed buns are heated, and one boiled egg per person. That's it for breakfast.
Over the years, Wu Song, who is used to being alone, can also support himself, and his skills are still good. The green onion egg cake made Xia Mei also satisfied, and Tang Bao drank two bowls of porridge. before stopping the chopsticks.
"Hmm...... Daddy's cakes are delicious, better than those made by my mother! β
"Huh?!"
Xia Mei had a cake in her mouth, and looked at Tang Bao who looked at Wu Song with a stammering face, threatening in a nasal voice.
Tang Baobao shrank behind Wu Song, puffed out a bun face and complained: "Daddy, my mother bullies the small." β
Wu Song smiled but did not speak.
Xia Mei bit off the cake and deliberately raised the chopsticks in her hand, making a gesture to teach Tang Bao a lesson, Tang Bao suddenly screamed and ran around the kitchen, laughing and playing, which made Wu Song laugh softly.
After breakfast, Xia Mei said goodbye to the father and son as usual, smiled and waved, turned around and slowly disappeared into the mist.
When Xia Mei was far away, Wu Song bowed his head and said to Tang Bao: "Tang Bao, remember what I said before." β
Tang Bao also had a serious expression on his face, nodded, and said seriously: "Remember, when my mother was here, you were my father, and when my mother left, you were my master." β
Wu Song nodded with satisfaction, "Then let's go, let's continue to practice." β
When Tang Bao heard this, he hurriedly took out a small wooden sword hidden in the corner, held it in his arms, and said to Wu Song: "Master, let's go!" β
Wu Song locked the courtyard, and Tang Bao walked in front, carrying a hunting bow and arrows on his back and dry food on his waist.
Since Tong Wanli left, he didn't go hunting anymore, and he hunted some small animals on weekdays, eating them at home, and occasionally encountered roe deer robes and the like, so he took them to the town to sell them for a rarity, and he didn't deliberately go hunting.
So since yesterday, when Xia Mei left, he took Tang Bao to the forest to practice.
It is mainly hidden, the place is also large, and it can also teach some skills of survival in the forest, and it can exercise Tang Bao's body lìreads();.
However, remembering that it took him a lot of effort to get this child to call him daddy, the corners of Wu Song's mouth hooked up a smile of unknown meaning.
"Okay Tang Bao, stop."
When he arrived at the periphery of the forest, Wu Song opened his mouth to stop, and Tang Bao stopped and looked at him expectantly.
"Master, what are we going to do today?"
Wu Song put his hands behind his back, looked around, and saw a coniferous pine not far away, with a thick layer of needles on the ground, and a trace of strangeness in his eyes.
As if casually, he said, "You're here, warm up first!" β
Pulled Tang Bao to stand on the pine ground, let him squat on the horse stake, and then casually picked up a palm-long, fist-thick wood from the ground and stood on Tang Bao's head.
Tang Bao looked at Wu Song in confusion, his big eyes innocent and clear.
Wu Song pursed his lips, the expression on his face was indifferent, and he said lightly: "Stand up, some pain is something that must be experienced in growth." β
Then Ruo glanced at Tang Bao meaningfully, "Man, hold on." β
After speaking, he turned around and left in a chic manner, his back as if he had hidden his merit and fame.
Tang Bao stood in place in a daze, maintaining the posture of squatting on the stake, carefully keeping the stake on his head from falling.
Then I wondered what the pain Master was talking about......
Wu Song walked away, glanced back, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "Boy, the relationship is clear or something, you are really still naΓ―ve......"
After finding a place not far away, Wu Songfei went up the tree, paying attention to Tang Bao while observing what small animals were nearby, and hunted back to add food by the way.
Aiming at a fat rabbit, Wu Song seemed to have seen the braised rabbit made by his own mother, and suddenly, there was a loud scream, and the rabbit was startled and jumped away in an instant.
He hurriedly shot the arrow in his hand, but unfortunately, he missed his head on the high side, and the rabbit quickly disappeared into the grass.
Wu Song: "......"
Looking at it depressedly, it turned out that Tang Bao couldn't hold on, sat on the ground with his ass, and then ......
It was to glare at him with a sad face......
Wu Song hurriedly turned his head and pretended to be busy.
But the only rabbit was scared away by Tang Bao, and he said that he was also a victim, really.
Well, the Buddha said, harm others and yourself, don't deceive me.
After struggling for a while, Wu Song jumped from the tree and walked in front of Tang Bao, who looked aggrieved and accusatory.
"Ahem...... Don't look at me like that, being a teacher is for your own good, and only when there is pressure can you be motivated. β
Seeing that Tang Bao didn't believe it, Wu Song sighed slightly, and said faintly: "When the master practiced martial arts, the bottom was a brazier......
Tang Bao: "......"
He seemed to feel the slight murderous aura in his master's tone...... (To be continued.) )