Li Ze was woken up by the giggling laughter of the little fat man Shi Ping, sat up straight, stretched his waist, and explained to Tu Lichun yesterday that he wanted to take a break today, and the morning class was suspended for a day, he was originally ready to sleep well, but he didn't want to disturb it again. I can't help but be depressed, don't children go to bed early? Jumping around so early?

Now that he has woken up, Li Ze is no longer ready to lie on the bed, rubbed his face, relaxed his muscles, lifted the quilt, and suddenly reacted again, no, Xia He's small bed is separated from him by a screen, and he tossed his son on the bed for a while, Xia He should have heard the movement.

And Xia Heke has never slept lazy.

Lifting the curtain of the tent and bypassing the screen, Li Ze was stunned to see Xia He lying in a large pile of tents on the table, tilting his head and sleeping soundly, still holding a brush in his hand, his face was like a flower cat, it seemed that he was unconsciously dyed by ink on his face in his sleep, looking at those flower cat faces, Li Ze couldn't help laughing.

laughed twice, and suddenly reacted with one hand covering his mouth, he didn't want to wake up Xia He, but just these two sounds, Xia He's two big eyes had suddenly opened twice, and he looked at Li Ze, who was standing in front of him with only one underwear, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God, it's dawning." Jumping up, in a hurry, he swept the account book under the table.

Li Ze smiled and squatted down to help Xia He pick up the account book, a local date code, and then looked at Xia He with some reproachful eyes, "Why didn't you sleep all night?" You know, at your age, getting enough sleep is the most important thing, otherwise, you will age quickly."

Xia He period Ai Ai said: "Isn't Childe going to the county to deal with the affairs of Yixingtang soon?" I just wanted to sort out the accounts and see if there were any omissions, and I accidentally fell asleep."

"What are you doing so hard? With all the accounts you told me, I already have enough reason to clean them up." Li Ze reached out with some pity and smoothed Xia He's somewhat messy hair behind his ears.

"Childe told me so much yesterday, I thought about it, I'm not smart, the only thing I can do is to be diligent to make up for it." Xia He was embarrassed to be authentic.

"You're not smart yet?" Li Ze looked at her with wide eyes and said, "Do you know how difficult those things I taught you are?" That's not something that ordinary people can learn, your brain is not smart, you can wrap it around dusk in three or two clicks, and you, never let me teach you a second time, you are already very powerful, very smart."

Of course, Li Ze has enough confidence in Xia He's IQ, you must know that in the last life, when he took the international certified public accountant exam, it was hard work day and night, and he didn't know how many hairs he had scratched off, and now what Xia He has learned, although it is far from reaching that standard, has surprised him.

"Really?" Xia He laughed happily. Am I really smart?"

"Of course, Little Flower Cat, go and wash your face?"

"Wash your face? Oh!" Xia Heleng paused for a moment, and nodded again and again: "I'm dizzy, my lord hasn't washed yet, I'll prepare it for my lord right away." One turned around and ran out into the world.

After a while, a scream sounded outside the house, thinking that he had seen the miserable situation on his face before the bronze mirror, Li Ze laughed, and said in his heart that Xia He should have added a few strokes to her face before she woke up, and drew a big cat!

I'm afraid it will take a while for the girl to clean up her face, Li Ze simply walked out, and sure enough, when he saw Xia He rubbing his face desperately, he pushed open the door with a smile and walked out.

Last night a heavy rain, today's sky is extraordinarily blue, the air is slightly a little earthy, a little bit of earthy smell, a fine taste, the slightest sweetness between the mountains and rivers will surround in the nose, green mountains and green water, aside from all kinds of inconveniences in this world, on this day alone, this place, Li Zeke feels much more beautiful than the previous life.

There was a happy laugh of the little fat man Shi Ping and the snapping sound of the little foot board stepping on the stone slab, following the sound, I saw a little fat man running all the way from the rockery in the distance, the small foot board stepped on the bluestone slab, and from time to time stepped on the sunken place, there were water droplets splashing up.

Behind the little fat man Shi Ping, the burly Shi Zhuang was almost half-squatting, following closely in a strange posture with his knees bent, his hands stretched forward, as if he was always ready to pick up the little fat man when he fell.

At this time, what Li Ze saw was not a murderous butcher, but a father who loved his son.

The little fat man suddenly jumped up and fell heavily towards a puddle next to the stone road, and with a bang, the yellow muddy water splashed up, which immediately completely covered the little fat man, and the stone Zhuang clothes behind him were immediately stained with countless yellow stains.

The little fat man laughed and kept jumping in the muddy puddle, and a good pair of shoes with a hundred bottoms was useless. Shi Zhuang in the back stood next to the puddle, without the slightest intention of stopping, but looked at his son with doting eyes, and didn't care that his body was already covered with yellow mud spots.

It was only by this time that a manservant and a grandmother ran from behind out of breath.

Li Ze walked over with a smile.

"Young master!" Shi Zhuang bent down, picked up the little fat man out of the muddy puddle, and held him in his arms, regardless of the guy's muddy feet rubbing and stepping on his clothes, directly making a mess.

"You only come back for so two days a month, fortunately Ping'er has a good memory and is smart, but he firmly remembers you, every time you come back and leave, he doesn't have anything on the surface, but when he looks back, he always has to cry his nose!" LI Zedao.

"I don't cry my nose, I'm a man!" The little fat man, who was less than three years old, widened his eyes and looked at Li Ze angrily, as if he was blaming him for not telling the matter.

Rubbing his rough face on the little fat man's tender and smooth face a few times, Shi Zhuang turned around and handed him to the manservant in the back, and said, "Take Ping'er back to change clothes!"

Looking at Shi Zhuang, who was following his son's distant figure, Li Ze said: "Why don't you take him to Daqingshan and bring it yourself, transfer two people from the secret camp to help you, and you can also accept two apprentices by the way!"

Shi Zhuang shook his head.

"I trust you!" Li Ze intercepted.

Shi Zhuang still shook his head: "It's not because of this. Young master, follow me, where can I take care of him so well like now, this body is excellent, and the origin is much more solid than ordinary people."

"That's right!" Li Ze said proudly: "There are cows and goats in the Zhuangzi, and they can be drunk every day!"

"The young master takes care of Ping'er, Shi Zhuang is grateful."

"That's the way to go." Li Ze waved his hand, "Actually, it's just the servant who takes care of it, but I really don't care about anything."

Shi Zhuang said slowly: "I don't take him there, it's also because Ping'er is getting bigger and bigger, and it's time to cultivate it slowly, but following me, I can't bear to let him suffer, when I see him, I think of his mother."

Looking at Shi Zhuang's heavy face, Li Ze nodded understandingly, "I understand this, but Ping'er is not yet three years old, where is she going to suffer?"

Shi Zhuang let out a breath, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Li Ze.

"What is this?" Li Ze shook off the paper, but it was a little strange when he glanced at it, it was actually a prescription.

"This recipe is my family's secret tradition, used to boil the body, since the age of three, once a month, soaked for more than an hour. Until the end of the age of ten, this will clear a lot of obstacles to the practice of martial arts in the future. The muscles and bones are much more flexible than the average person. The young master also practices martial arts, and knows that boiling the body is actually forcing the limit of the body, which is not only easy to get injured, but also easy to leave the root of the disease, and if the conditioning is not good, the legacy is endless."

Li Ze deeply sympathized with this, and couldn't help but think of those athletes in his previous life, when they were young and strong, they all had infinite scenery, ran fast, jumped high, and threw far, but after many people reached old age, they ended up with a full body of illness, to put it bluntly, it was caused by the cruel training when they were young and overdrew their bodies.

"Does this medicine really work?"

"Of course, family secrets." Shi Zhuang is sure to be authentic." My grandfather lived to be one hundred and five years old, and he could still carry a knife and play a few times."

"I'm using it now, is it too late?" Li Ze said with a yearning on his face.

Shi Zhuang shook his head without hesitation: "It must be before the age of ten."

Looking at Li Ze's disappointed look, Shi Zhuang smiled and said: "Tu Lichun is still very measured with the young master, you are still very measured, for the young master, such a thing as fighting for his life is not committed, and it is okay to protect himself at a critical moment. In addition, the young master experienced calamities when he was a child, and there was already a problem with the origin of his body, but it is no problem to strengthen his body like this, no matter how good he is maintained, and he will live a long life."

Li Ze stupidly took Fang Zi into his arms: "It seems that I can only hope for my son."

He took out the family secret recipe that Shi Zhuang took out directly into his arms, and didn't even say thank you, and said that he wanted to pass it on to his son, Shi Zhuang not only didn't think it was wrong, but showed a relieved smile on his face.