Chapter 40: Turnaround
Song Wan'er is not a person who accepts defeat lightly, a few thoughts flashed quickly in her heart, and she quickly adjusted her mood.
"It's okay to let that man stay, and I can do my best to cure him, but after that man recovers his memory, he wants to leave by himself, so you can't stop him anymore." Song Wan'er poured cold water on Song Yun and Song Yu.
Song Yu suddenly became anxious when he heard this, he didn't think of this, how can he do this, after the big brother is well, of course he has to go home.
Song Yun was very calm, "Don't worry about this, Brother Mo has promised us that even if he recovers his memory, he will stay in Songjia Village for three years, and even if he leaves, if we want to continue learning, he will send someone to continue teaching." ”
Three years? Send someone to teach?
Hearing this, Song Wan'er suddenly didn't want this person to regain her memory at all, and knew that his seemingly innocent and harmless appearance of the little white rabbit must have hidden a treacherous and cunning heart.
The treacherous villain actually knows how to achieve his goal in a roundabout way, if he says it directly, he can still find a way to refuse, but looking at the longing eyes of Song Yu and others, how to say if he refuses, "Okay, I will do my best." "But don't expect too much, the human head is the most complex place, and even the top science of modern times can only be explored by exploring a thing or two.
Hearing Song Wan'er agree, Song Yu and Song Ci'er suddenly became happy, as for the ones she was worried about later, it was not a problem at all, they believed in their little sister, even if it didn't work, there was not a mountain god.
Zhang looked at the scene in front of him with relief, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, it's so good!
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"Papa, papa!" There was a knock on the door, and the person who came stood outside the door and said, "Brother Mo, I'm Song Yun, are you resting?" ”
Yunmo opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the door, "No, come in!" ”
Song Yun pushed open the door and stepped in, holding a wooden tray in his hand, the tray was made for a long time, and there were some mottled wooden pits on it, which looked dilapidated. On the top of the wooden plate, there was a large celadon bowl, the edge of the bowl was missing, and as Song Yun approached, a bitter taste came.
Yunmo stretched out his hand and picked it up, looking at the black medicinal juice in the bowl, it made people lose their appetite at a glance, especially after drinking it, the strange taste made people want to vomit, but he didn't blink his eyes, and drank it in one go.
I don't know if it's an illusion, since the Song family officially promised to let him stay that day, the medicine sent after that, a bowl is more difficult to drink than a bowl, and the color is even darker and terrible, Yunmo didn't suspect that little girl, but after drinking this medicine, the effect is remarkable, and the injuries on his body recover quickly, and in two days, he should be able to move freely.
Song Yun stood aside, and saw Yunmo finish drinking the medicine, put away the big bowl and prepared to leave.
"Wait." Yunmo took a deep breath, suppressed the strange taste in his mouth, and looked at Song Yundao, who stopped and turned his head: "You get up an hour early tomorrow and come over, and I will start teaching you to practice martial arts." ”
Song Yun hesitated, "Brother Mo, but your body?" ”
Yunmo shook his head, "My body is almost recovered, I'll teach you some basics first, which you can use to lay the foundation." ”
Everything is difficult at the beginning, especially when practicing martial arts, the master gives a few words, and the rest depends on your own efforts.
"Hmm." Song Yun nodded, and the pace of leaving was much lighter than before.
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Song Wan'er sat at the table, holding a book in her hand, and was learning to read with Song Yu, by chance, she picked up the book that Song Yun put at home and read it, originally wanting to understand the information of this era, but tragically found that she didn't know a word.
Song Wan'er sighed helplessly, she actually became an illiterate person who couldn't read big words, and learning was immediately put on the agenda.
"Xiaoyudi, Wan'er, you're tired, come and rest." Zhang said, beckoned Song Yu and Song Wan'er to come over to rest, and drank saliva by the way.
Song Wan'er held the book in her hand and wanted to continue learning for a while, but the teacher was not angry, Song Yu heard Zhang's call, and immediately threw her and ran over.
Looking at the thick book, flipping through the thin pages or two of what she had learned, Song Wan'er sighed, when will she be able to finish learning.
"Rest, big brother will teach you in person for a while." Song Yun took the book in Song Wan'er's hand and put it aside, and forcibly pulled her over, "Keep studying, the things in the back are not easy to remember." ”
Song Wan'er looked at him in surprise, usually at this time, her eldest brother would not come back so soon, "Big brother, is your gentleman's knowledge very good, and he actually knows how to combine work and rest, he must be very good at teaching students." ”
"A combination of work and rest? That's right, it's a combination of work and rest. Song Yun was surprised, and then nodded in a figured out, "When the eldest brother just followed Mr. to study, because he started later than other classmates, he couldn't keep up with the progress of Mr.'s lectures, so he had to come back at night and study hard, but he found that the effect was worse during the day." ”
"Later, I found out that when I was studying, I had a proper rest, the effect was better, and my spirit was better during the day."
Song Yun talked about the time when he had just entered school, a smile appeared on his face, this time he was really happy, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Song Wan'er exclaimed in her heart, a teenager, in modern times, is still a child who doesn't know anything, here, he can already create his own original learning method, who said that the ancient people were stupid and sweet, they are all sesame filling, and they must not be underestimated.
Thinking of that treacherous villain like a white rabbit, is this the one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to ink is black?
"Xiaoyu, rest early tonight, tomorrow morning we will get up an hour early, and Brother Mo will start teaching us martial arts." Song Yun said with a smile.
Song Yu cheered, in high spirits, "Really? That's great! Dad, I can practice martial arts. Mother, Brother Mo is going to teach me martial arts. Little sister, big sister, if someone bullies you in the future, I will protect you. ”
Song Wan'er held the bowl, and suddenly felt that the honey water became unsweet, what kind of freak is that person, she has doubled the amount of medicine, just want him to beg for mercy and leave by himself, but not only did he not drive people away, but he became more and more energetic, is his sense of taste bad? I drank all the medicine that was so unpalatable.
On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, the injury is not treated in time, and it is possible to die.
Although Yunmo did not recover his memory, the instinct of his body was still there, and he felt that this was not the first time he had been injured, and it was definitely not the first time he had drunk such a bitter medicine, and this bitterness was nothing at all to him.
The next day, Song Yun and Song Yu failed to follow Yunmo to start learning martial arts, the sky was not yet dawn, the dogs barked one after another, and the sound of scolding and crying kept coming, waking up the sleeping Song family.