"Grandpa, didn't you just say that Xiaoya is eight or nine years old to pay attention to, why do you say that it doesn't matter? Does it matter, or does it matter? Chen Ping asked.

Chen Xiaoyi picked up a piece of bamboo under his feet, raised his hand to Chen Ping's buttocks, and came down.

"If you want to go, Chen Ya is still young, and it is not reassuring to be alone at home." Unreasonable questions, Chen Xiaoyi has always used violence, simply and directly, "No matter how much nonsense you talk about, believe it or not, I will whip you?" ”

Yes, human rights have never really been possessed, and I don't want to do it at this time, I just wanted to find out why, but now it seems that it will not be possible.

"I'll go, my father has an order, how dare I not listen?" Before the bamboo slice was pulled down, Chen Ping ran away, and Chen Ya had to be asked about this matter.

There should be a reason for Chen Ya to say those words.

There was only one spare quilt at home, and Liu found it from the cabinet and gave it to Chen Ping.

"Don't bully people, take care of them." gave the quilt, and Liu didn't want to advise, "Go quickly, Xiaoya is waiting at the door." ”

took his own washing utensils, Chen Ping went to the gate of the hospital, went out with Chen Ya and the little madman, and walked towards the south of the village.

Holding the quilt in both hands, Chen Ping slowed down and walked on the same line with Chen Ya: "You told my mother to let me go to your house?" ”

Chen Ya nodded and snorted.

"Where's Aunt Wang?" Still so shy, eating food at home for a few days, so many people, Chen Ya's timid and cautious temperament has not been removed, Chen Ping looked at the little madman in front of him, and said, "Is it the little madman's idea to let me go to your house?" ”

"Well, she said she's afraid of the dark." If this is the case, Chen Ya said, "I said that I wanted to tell Aunt Liu that I wanted you to come to my house." ”

If you don't agree with the little madman to sleep in your own house, let yourself go to Xiaoya's house to sleep. How does this seem like a good thing to send to your door? If this is in the future life, Chen Ping naturally doesn't mind, and he will be very happy.

But now, it always feels abnormal. Will a little madman be afraid of the dark? It's really a joke, only Chen Ya, a stupid girl, believes this, if she is really afraid of the dark, how can she see her walking so spiritually on this night road? How did you spend yesterday?

"She didn't say anything else?" It was already dark, and when the three of them arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Chen Ya took the key in Chen Ya's hand, unlocked the lock, and then returned the key, looking back at the little madman.

With yesterday's lesson, this little madman was much smarter, and did not rush to the courtyard gate, but took the initiative to leave some distance when he approached.

"Yes." Pushing open the door, Xiao Hei rushed over, gathered at Chen Ya's feet, and vigilantly stared at Chen Ping who followed, "This is Brother Ping, doesn't Xiao Hei know him?" ”

slapped Xiao Hei's head twice, and the little madman also entered the door, and Chen Ya bolted the door from the inside: "She said that you can tell us a story at night." ”

Storytelling?

Are the little maniacs really there to listen to the story?

Chen Ping looked at the little madman beside him, along the way, this girl has never opened her mouth, is it really that simple?

"I'll sleep in the hall tonight, Xiaoya, you can help me get another mattress." The hall in Chen Ya's house is very clean, the ground is solid, it should be tamped, and it is smooth.

If nothing happens to this family, it is really very happy.

"It's a pity." With a sigh in his heart, Chen Ping moved the wooden chairs in the hall and put them side by side.

There were only two chairs in the hall, and Chen Ping sat on them and tried them, which was a bit short. But that's all it can be, there are armrests on both sides of this chair, and even taking another one won't work.

"Huh? Xiaoya, is there something wrong? Leave some space in the chair, barely make up for one night, and can only do this, but Chen Ping moved the chair and saw that Chen Ya was still on the side.

"My room is empty, you can sleep in my room tonight." It seemed that she had mustered up the courage to say it, and Chen Ya's voice was a little low, "I'll go to my mother's room with Lian." ”

Come to Lian, the name of the little madman is really this.

"It's okay, it's in this hall, it doesn't matter." The girl's boudoir, Chen Ping has really never seen it, although he is still young, but after all, the girls in this era are precocious, and there are many people who marry in their teens, and Chen Ping has been in his thirties since his two lifetimes combined.

One is young and precocious, the other has an inexplicable plot, and he talks about bed and sleep, and there is some embarrassment.

"Let him sleep in this room, he has thick skin and is not afraid of cold." The little madman finally opened his mouth, but it was not a good word, "Don't think about peeking, obediently guard here." ”

Seeing that Chen Ping was unwilling, Chen Ya went to her room to get a quilt, and took another quilt to spread it out for Chen Ping.

"Alright, you two go wash up." In a different place, this exercise still can't be stopped, Chen Ping sat up on the ground and did push-ups.

"What are you doing here? Learning to be a turtle? The first time the little madman saw it, Chen Ping's strange actions naturally caused her to laugh, "A fool is a fool, and he doesn't let people understand when he does things." ”

Chen Ping propped one hand on the ground and leaned on his back with the other. Push-ups with one hand and start the exercise. However, after only doing two, Chen Ping fell to the ground.

"I didn't expect it to be quite difficult." Chen Ping sighed and continued.

It's like starting two-handed push-ups, although this one-handed is a little more difficult, but as long as you persevere, you can definitely do it.

"You can't do it well with both hands, and you still think about one hand, how can one hand support your body, you don't understand such a simple truth." Lai Lian sarcastically struck Chen Ping as much as he could, and finally squatted beside Chen Ping, "You don't want to be that guard, do you?" ”

"I'm not interested." I made another one, the goal was ten, and there were seven more, Chen Ping continued.

Chen Ya brought in a small stove from outside, added charcoal to it, burned it vigorously, and put it next to Chen Ping.

"Then why are you doing this?" Although he didn't understand, Lai Lian also saw the strength in Chen Ping's hand, and knew that Chen Ping must have done this to improve his strength.

has also been in the military government, Chen Ya has seen those guards training, but it is just a simple drill, standing in line and advancing and retreating according to the sound of drums, and has never seen Chen Ping's way.

"To have a good body, of course." This is half-true, exercise is not false for the body, but part of the reason is Chen Ping's fear of the turmoil at the end of the Sui Dynasty, there is nothing wrong with having a good body.

But the deep reason for this can't be said, even if it's a relative, Chen Ping has never mentioned it.

Chen Ping has always been cautious about turning around.

"It's strange to be useful, and stupid is stupid." After watching it for a while, Chen Ping made a kung fu that almost stopped to rest and breathe, and Lai Lian also lost his interest, "By the way, you don't sleep too hard at night, you have to take care of the door." ”

"What do you mean?" Chen Ping always felt that the little madman behaved strangely on this day.

After doing ten one-handed push-ups, Chen Ping came to a few more squats, moved for half an hour, and saw Chen Ya and Lai Lian wash into the room, Chen Ping took his washing utensils to the well water.