Li Xiaoer belongs to the kind of strange person who can jump from one state of mind to another in an instant, and as soon as he came out with Sun Simiao, he asked a little anxiously: "Uncle Sun, what kind of person is that person lying on the wooden couch, why don't I feel like a good person?" ”

Sun Simiao didn't have the heart to think about this, and he replied with a "woo" in his mouth, but he didn't stop taking a step at his feet, leading Xiao Er to the wing. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this is the only room in this small courtyard where guests can stay overnight, and Li Chunfeng has already stayed here to meditate.

Pushing the door into the house, Sun Simiao pointed to the stack of thick hay inside and went to find a pen and paper, leaving Xiao Er in a daze scratching his head and looking at his "bed". He really couldn't understand how a doctor with superb medical skills like Sun Simiao could live in such poor conditions in this era.

Don't you know how to accept a red envelope or recommend expensive medicine to patients? Later, I realized that at this time, people's thoughts were still very simple, and there were really not many black-hearted doctors.

Whatever he does, at least this place is much better than the thatched hut on the edge of the Qujiang River. Xiao Er's comrade Ah Q took a moment, and then Shi Shiran lay on the haystack, crossed Erlang's legs, and put his hands behind his head, thinking about how to open his mouth and talk to Sun Simiao about his identity next.

The door opened again, and Sun Simiao walked in again, holding a tube of brushes in his hand and a few crumpled pieces of papyrus, and came to Xiao Er excitedly, and he didn't pay attention to it, he squatted down directly, and looked at Xiao Er with a smile on his face. You don't need to speak to know that Lao Dao is asking Li Xiaoer to hurry up and write out the boxing of Taijiquan.

Probably Lao Dao also knew that it was really a loss of hospitality for Xiao Er to be busy so late, but since he saw Xiao Er perform Tai Chi, his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat's paw, and he could only lick his old face to beg for help.

Forget it, if you still have a request for someone, then get up and write. Li Xiaoer doesn't care, if he wants to take it, he must give it first, and there is no free food in the world. Xiao Er turned over, Lao Dao directly stuffed the brush and straw paper to Xiao Er, and then rubbed his hands excitedly, walked back and forth, and waited for Xiao Er to write it out.

Holding the brush and looking at it, Xiao Er felt the need to remind Lao Dao that his brush words were estimated to be only known by himself, so he coughed awkwardly and said, "That Uncle Sun, I don't know how to use a brush." ”

Sun Simiao paused there, not knowing what to do for a moment. Xiao Er scratched his head and said: "Is there a charcoal pen, it's the kind of black that can draw out the Tao, I can use that to write." He didn't know what to replace the brush in this era, so he had to say it casually.

"Yes!" Sun Simiao didn't fight at all, so he went out to look for it, and after a while, he brought back a team of things, including straw poles, bird feathers, and many unknown things, all piled up on the haystack in a mess, so that Xiao Er could choose.

After watching it for a long time, Li Xiaoer could only use that bird feather, although it was not very easy to use, but fortunately, it was easier to use than a brush. After dipping a little ink, I lay on the haystack and began to work hard, and the problem came again. The papyrus was too brittle, it broke without any force, and it was impossible to write.

Li Xiaoer was about to go crazy, seeing that Sun Simiao was also anxious and crazy, Xiao Er looked left and right, got up directly, grabbed a handful of hay and wiped one of the walls of the house vigorously, and then began to write and draw on the wall with a bird quill. Not to mention, this time it went much smoother.

After a while, Comrade Xiaoer's ghost painting flowers appeared on the wall, although it was not very pleasing to the eye, but it could barely be understood. Sun Simiao's eyes were as bright as dozens of watts of light bulbs, and he followed behind Li Xiaoer, showing a rough breath, dancing with his hands and feet, and he was simply fully engaged.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Er finally wrote and painted all the 36-style Chen's Tai Chi tricks on the wall, and then he smiled and said, "It's finally finished." Throwing the bird quill, I found that Li Chunfeng was dancing behind me at some point.

Okay, after serving you, isn't it Tai Chi? As for not dying like this, you can't even sleep? Regardless of the convulsions of the two, he himself fell on the haystack and entered the dream, and in the dream, he also had an undisturbed intimate contact with Yan'er's little Lori.

When I was about to take up Little Lori's little hand, I felt my body suddenly shake up, and I was startled, and then I woke up. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Sun Simiao's old face smiling and toothless directly in front of me, only to find that it was already bright outside, and I was woken up by the old way.

Hey, even dreaming doesn't make Lao Tzu comfortable! Xiao Er's anger was quite helpless when he got up.

"Little Er, are you awake? Did you sleep well last night? Sun Simiao greeted Li Xiaoer, who had not woken up, with a flattering tone.

Nonsense, don't you know if you slept well or not? Li Xiaoer glanced at Sun Simiao, and then thought that he was in someone's house, and he still begged him, so he suppressed his anger and muttered, "Ah, it's okay." ”

"That's good, that's good!" Lao Dao seemed to ask him casually, and then said: "Xiao Er, I went out with Poor Dao today, and Poor Dao studied that set of boxing techniques well last night, which is really interesting." Let's go and meet the patient and let him practice as well, it should be effective. Sun Simiao was still immersed in the excitement of last night.

"Uncle Sun, you haven't slept all night?" Xiao Er looked at Sun Simiao magically, and really couldn't figure out how obsessed this old Taoist was with medical skills, it seemed that as long as he was given a good medical book, it was estimated that he would even save food.

Sun Simiao didn't hear what Xiao Er said at all, and said to himself: "Hey, you should also change your outfit, otherwise you won't be able to meet people!" Shaking his head and pacing, he actually went out again.

Comrade Li Xiaoer really couldn't stand this man's crazy miracle doctor, so he got up, stretched his waist, pulled his clothes, and went out with his feet up.

It snowed again last night, and the small yard was silvery white. Next to the stone table, little Lori was pouting and sweeping the snow, and while sweeping, she complained in a low voice: "Sweeping eight times a day, God is too hateful." The little daughter's unwilling posture jumped on the paper, and the little two who watched it were excited.

"Good morning, little sister!" The little two talked about the past.

"Humph!" Yan'er snorted lightly, rolled her eyes and said, "Who is your sister, obviously I will beat you and call me sister." ”

Xiao Er licked his face and said: "I said how can I be in such a good mood this early in the morning, it turns out that there is a beautiful little lady walking around in front of the window, not bad, silver frost is on the ground, beauty is in front, wonderful, wonderful!" Li Xiaoer shook his head like a scoundrel.

"Dengzi, mouth flowery, shameless!" Xiao Lori ruthlessly pierced Xiao Er's true face, and then swept the snow directly onto Xiao Er's shoes, and then sneered, pointing to Xiao Er's feet while laughing: "It turned out to be a donkey dung egg with a light surface, so I know that I don't have a toe with you." ”

Xiao Er realized that the pair of straw sandals on his feet had walked a lot yesterday, and his toes had been exposed. But he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and grabbed Lori's words and said with a hippie smile: "It doesn't have a relationship with me, you have a relationship with me!" ”

"Ahh What a shame! When did Xiao Lori be so light by a man, she was embarrassed for a while, she didn't know what to do, she threw the broom in her hand directly at Xiao Er, turned around and covered her face and ran into the house. Xiao Er opened his mouth slightly and said: "Where is this, I can't stand this, what will you do in the future!" It was as if the little girl had become his meal.

There was no one in the yard, Xiao Er had nothing to do, picked up the broom and began to clean the battlefield for Yan'er, swept a few times, felt bored, threw away the broom, and directly held the snow in his hand and began to build a snowman. Originally, the yard was not big, and there was not much snow, so it didn't take long for Xiao Er to pile up a little snowman like Fuwa, and put the broom horizontally on the snowman, to see if it was not bad, and clapped his hands Shi Shiran into the main house.

When Sun Simiao saw him come in, he said, "Come, Xiao Er, come and try it, see how much bigger, and ask Yan'er to help you figure it out in a while, it's not too early, we still have to go out." After speaking, he threw a few pieces of clothes in his hand to Li Xiaoer.

Xiao Er looked at the long and short clothes in his hand, and his heart suddenly warmed, from childhood to adulthood, from that life to this life, it is estimated that Sun Simiao is the first person to shush him. When people say what they lack, they feel that what is precious.

Li Xiaoer lacks family affection, and at this time, he feels that this old way is not bad, at least it doesn't look as annoying as when he first got up.

Then the clothes were unfolded, and after comparing them up and down, Li Xiaoer felt that this should be Sun Simiao's own clothes, and they must be very big on him, but what does it matter, just have clothes to wear. He didn't go to Yan'er to revise it, he just put it on his body like that, walked back and forth, and it fit well, so it was done.

Sun Simiao looked at it, didn't care about him anymore, and said directly: "Clean up, just come with me, it's not good to go late." The front foot went out of the yard, and the little Lori behind him said at this time: "Master, come back early at noon, be careful when the road is slippery." Then he gave Xiao Er a roll of his eyes.

"Cut!" Xiao Er has super immunity to this, so he didn't take it seriously at all, and he caught up with Sun Simiao when he raised his foot, and then he remembered that there was also Li Chunfeng's bull's nose, as if he didn't see him in the house.

"Uncle Sun, where did that magic stick go?" Xiao Er tugged at the side of the robe with one hand, and asked Sun Simiao while affecting walking.

"Stick?" Sun Simiao didn't react for a moment, and then smiled: "Xiao Er, your mouth, hehe, it's really bad." Li Daoyou went back early in the morning. ”

"Oh!" Li Xiaoer replied lightly, and said casually: "Uncle Sun, it's not me who lost, that magic stick was already swaggering and cheating everywhere, and he spent all the money on those messes all day long, and he didn't even want to give me food, I don't say who he said!" ”

Sun Simiao suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Xiao Er, and said in a serious tone: "Hey, you don't know Li Daoyou, when he left this morning, he was still worried about whether you could live here in Poor Dao, and asked me to get you a legal identity." As he spoke, he took out a handful of copper coins from the jacket around his waist and said, "No, I left you some money." Stuffed the money to Xiao Er, shook his head and continued to move forward.

Li Xiaoer was stunned and held the copper coin that still had residual warmth, his nose was a little sour, why did his eyes get into the sand?