"There is one thing that the child has been hiding from his mother, and he has asked his mother for forgiveness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

He Yuan hurriedly stood up like a baby, with an expression that I was wrong, you should hit me. I heard that selling cuteness is the best in front of parents.,I hope this time I can sell cute.,He Yuan thought of this.,The posture of a good baby is even more sufficient.。

Sure enough, the look on He Mu's face looked much better, but she still looked at him suspiciously, looking like she was quick to confess.

"Four years ago, the child once worshipped a teacher, but the teacher did not allow me to tell my mother, so the child can only keep it a secret, and ask my mother for forgiveness!"

Mother He couldn't help but turn pale, this kind of secret apprenticeship is not uncommon, and it is understandable that her son does not tell himself that he is also obeying the master's orders. It's just that she can't help but have a strong curiosity about He Yuan's master, what kind of person can teach her son with average qualifications to this point. Not to mention the knowledge of learning from things, but this poetry and calligraphy are amazing enough, especially the calligraphy is unique, faintly has the appearance of a generation of masters.

"Who is your teacher? Our He family has received such a great favor from others, and we must prepare a big gift for our mother and personally come to thank you. ”

He Yuan sighed secretly in his heart, just give up, and he could only lie to his mother once against his conscience. So he told the story he made up for Uncle Zhang again with a look of admiration and longing. Who knew that after He Mu heard this, her expression changed greatly, her eyes were full of tears, and she went back to her room without saying a word, which made He Yuan look confused.

This reaction is not right, why is it not curious to admire something, but crying?

Knowing that it would be useless to ask by herself at this time, she could only try it after she calmed down. With a depressed face, he picked up the ice cubes in the basin and sent them to Yun Niang's room, nothing is important to the patient, so let's serve the patient first.

With the addition of ice cubes in the room, it was much cooler. He Yuan got another pot and quietly sent it to his mother. Seeing that the mother was staring at the rectangular box in a daze, she didn't even notice that she had entered the room, and she didn't dare to disturb, so she quietly retreated. In this state, there is no need to count on serving patients, He Yuan simply returned to Yun Niang's room, the room is not big, and the cooling effect is obvious.

Maybe it was because the temperature was suitable, Yun Niang only woke up for a while, then closed her eyes and fell asleep deeply, the whole yard soon became lonely, watching the light slowly shift, He Yuan was a little crazy with boredom.

I really miss the world with TVs, computers and mobile phones, and with those cold machines, at least time flies faster. He suddenly remembered that he still had a book in his arms, and he slowly flipped through it.

Thread-bound books, vertical rows, yellowed paper, everywhere there are traces of the vicissitudes of time. He sighed with some regret, but unfortunately, if this thing were in modern times, maybe it would really be worth a lot of money......

The book is not thick, there are many words in total, even if He Yuan tries to read it as slowly as possible, but he still finishes it quickly.

And then, and then he was stunned!

He suddenly found that those words were like being typed into his brain, word by word, clear, without the slightest mistake or omission!

Unforgettable?

I'm hanging up, right?

When did you get such an ability?

He was so amazed that he simply ran back to his room, took two different versions of the Analects of Justice, hurriedly reversed them, and then he was stunned.

I really can't forget it!

I sat in a cell once, and I never forgot to come out?!

Thorn, stab, stab-

He danced excitedly, as if crazy, and in a fit of forgetfulness, he directly tore up the two thick copies of "The Analects of Justice...... This has to be thanks to Yun Niang resting, otherwise this guy will not be able to attract wolves.

"We people, we're so happy today, we're people, we're so happy today, roar—"

……

"Are you crazy about this?"

Huang Si looked at He Yuan, only to feel bitter in his mouth, eager to hit the wall. What kind of bird mission did you receive, wasting your life every day with such a lascivious, lazy, money-hungry and crazy guy?

"Not really. I looked like I was having fun. ”

Zhang San looked at it again with a serious face, got up and imitated a twisting waist and shaking his hips.

"The action is weird, but it doesn't look like crazy, it looks a bit like a jumping god."

Huang Si looked at Zhang San, who had a serious face, picked up the wine jug and poured a big sip hard, without saying anything, his brother was bitter.

……

He Yuan jumped for a while, ran outside to buy a fish, and then went to the kitchen happily.

There is a happy event in the family, and this must be celebrated!

Stew a bowl of fish soup for Yun Niang, add a piece of Liaodong old mountain ginseng, the soup is delicious and nourishing. Stir-fry two small dishes again, the color and flavor are complete, and a millet porridge is boiled, which is fragrant and delicious, and invigorates the spleen.

I've been in this world for three days, and I haven't eaten a proper meal, and finally someone has invited a guest back, and I haven't picked up a few chopsticks, but the wine is poured into my stomach.

The technique is sophisticated, and the heat is full. Although he has crossed over, this craft is still there, and he feels very satisfied after looking at it left and right. He was so excited today that he was so involved in cooking that he didn't even notice that his mother was already standing at the door of the kitchen, and his eyes were about to fall out in surprise.

My son can cook, and I see that his skills are quite good. What the hell, when did your son go to the kitchen?!

At this moment, He Yuan finally noticed the abnormality behind him, and put down the spatula in his hand with some embarrassment.

"I saw that my mother seemed to be in a bad mood, so I wanted to cook a meal for her. That, that, this is all secretly learned when I was serving the teacher......"

He rubbed his hands quite shyly, looking embarrassed. There's no way, unwarranted dustless classmate, you will be my He Yuan's professional backstabber in the future.

Listening to He Yuan's words, Mother He couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, and then felt a little sorry for her son, four years ago, his son was only thirteen, and his hateful teacher actually asked him to cook, looking at the child's skill, maybe how much suffering he suffered behind him. But he said angrily: "You kid, what's so embarrassing about serving the teacher?" It's all filial piety. ”

I have eaten it all for myself......

He Yuan complained in his heart, but his face was so well-behaved that he couldn't be more obedient, the left sentence was a mother, and another sentence was a mother's, and after a while, He Yuan's face was full of flowers.

Huang Si, who was not far away, couldn't help swallowing and spitting.

"This kid doesn't seem to be useless, at least this filial piety is not bad."

Zhang San glanced at him coldly, "You just said that his meal was delicious." ”

Huang Sihao laughed without embarrassment, "It's all the same, it's all the same......"

"Your observation period is almost over, isn't it? I'm telling you, I want to have a meal and sleep right now......"

Huang Si continued to swallow and foam......