Huang Yue entered Chengdu more than a month later, after Liu Zhang heard about it, he took his cronies to take her into the state pastor's mansion in the name of Liu Xun, Zhou Budo and Xiao Furong stood by the yang fence and watched, looking at the lively scene outside, Zhou Budo said to Xiao Furong: "Dumbfounded, right?" Has he ever been so eager for you? If you refused at the beginning, the following Huang Yue would be you. ”

Xiao Furong was silent and did not speak, this month, Liu Zhang was neither cold nor enthusiastic towards her, Xiao Furong didn't know Liu Zhang's thoughts, and she was really a little afraid in her heart, as Zhou Budo said, when she was old and decrepit, Liu Zhang would be disgusted with herself.

Zhou Budo looked at Xiao Furong pouting and depressed, and said with relief: "Okay, don't be depressed, I will help you, according to me, my lord is bent on unifying the world, and he must hope that his wife will be virtuous and virtuous, you should start to develop in this direction from now on." ”

"Virtuous and virtuous?" Xiao Furong repeated these four words, thinking that these four words were infinitely far away from herself.

"I will teach you piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, needlework and female red, you must learn seriously, you should also care about the feelings of adults, when you are thirsty, hand over a cup of tea, when you are tired, pinch his shoulder, men care most about these subtle concerns, as well as your manners, don't walk like a broom, eat like you've been hungry for twenty years......"

"Hey, am I as bad as you say?"

"I haven't finished yet, you must not wake up the adults early in the morning to practice swordsmanship, don't you see that the adults are reluctant? He can endure you for a day, can he endure you for a month, can he endure it forever? One day you will annoy him, when a man annoys a woman, he picks his nose and eyes, and you will no longer have a status to speak of. ”

"No, needlework girl red, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I can learn to do it, but I must not stop practicing swords."

Xiao Furong thought of her senior sister, Liu Zhang will go out of Sichuan soon, and she will definitely meet her senior sister when the time comes, with her senior sister's martial arts, even if she wants to take Liu Zhang's life in the military camp, it is not difficult to take Liu Zhang's life, some swordsmanship can always support for a while, and she can't wait to let Liu Zhang practice swords all day long, even if he annoys himself, he can't waste it.

Zhou Budo looked at Xiao Furong's stubborn expression, although he didn't know why she had to force Liu Zhang to practice swords, but also knew that she was for Liu Zhang's good, such a good girl, if she didn't behave like a woman, she must be loved by everyone.

"Why are you helping me?" Xiao Furong asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

Zhou Budo was slightly stunned, he really hadn't thought about this problem, Liu Zhang was forced to die, and he didn't agree to go out of Shiyizhou, but he inexplicably taught Liu Xun to write poems and essays every day, and now he is spending a lot of time to help Xiao Furong with perseverance, this is his ......

"I'm full." Zhou Budo replied.

At night, in Liu Xun's room, Liu Xun wrote on the side, after Liu Zhang finished reading the "poems" written by Liu Xun, he drew some graphics on the white paper, felt a little tired, got up and wanted to go back to the room to sleep, Liu Xun suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

"Is Daddy leaving?"

"Daddy is tired and going to bed."

Liu Xun lowered his head unhappily, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out a bunch of bamboo slips from the cabinet, his two little hands couldn't hold them, and many of them fell to the ground, Liu Xun put all the bamboo slips on the table and said: "Daddy, this is the poem that Xun'er made in a month after you went on the expedition, and I don't doubt that my brother taught me, can you take a look?" ”

Liu Zhang looked at Liu Xun's expectant eyes, and finally sat back on the chair, and said while looking at the bamboo slips: "Xun'er, why do you make so many poems?" You're not at the age of hard work, you should have more playtime. ”

"Because Sister Yue said that as long as Xun'er does a good poem, his father will be happy and will spend more time with Xun'er."

Liu Zhang was stunned for a moment, it turned out that Liu Xun worked so hard just to accompany him more, at this moment, Liu Zhang seemed to really feel the real father-son relationship.

"Xun'er, I must treat you as my own child." Liu Zhang said silently, touched Liu Xun's head, and looked at the poems seriously.

In the dead of night, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Huang Yue walked in from outside, with two bowls of soup on the plate in his hand, Huang Yue smiled and said: "Adults deal with government affairs during the day, and sleep late at night, Huang Yue paused for some chicken soup, adults drink some." ”

Liu Zhang took a bowl of chicken soup and put it in front of Liu Xun: "Xun'er, Sister Yue gave you chicken soup, thank you Sister Yue." ”

"Thank you, Sister Yue." Liu Xun said in a childish voice.

"It's hard girl, I'll go back to the room after reading this, and the girl will go to bed early." Liu Zhang took a small sip of soup, put it aside, and then looked at the bamboo slips attentively again.

Huang Yue's face was slightly lost, and he was about to go out, when he suddenly saw Xiao Furong standing at the door with two bowls of soup, Huang Yue now also knew the relationship between Xiao Furong and Liu Zhang, and said hello awkwardly and went out.

Xiao Furong watched Huang Yue walk away, glanced at the two bowls of soup on the table, and stared at the soup she served.

"Why are you standing there, come in if you want to come in." Liu Zhang said.

Xiao Furong smiled again, brought the two bowls of soup to Liu Zhang and Liu Xun respectively, and said, "This is the soup I have boiled for two hours, you must taste it...... Even if it's a mouthful. ”

The latter sentence was added by Xiao Furong when she saw the soup left by Huang Yue.

"How can you only drink one sip of Rong'er's soup, Xun'er, you must drink it all, do you know?" Liu Zhang stared at the soup in front of him and looked at it carefully, "Well, is this black rice porridge?" ”

"What do you look at? This is chicken broth. ”

Liu Zhang glanced at Huang Yue's soup, and then at the one in front of him, he really didn't believe that it was the same type, and faintly felt that it was not good, but there was no way out, so he had to take the bowl and drink, Liu Xun watched his father drink it, and drank it too, so the two fathers and sons tasted the most tragic torture in the world at the same time.

How did Liu Zhang feel about drinking, this is made of half a bowl of salt and thick lard on the top of the burnt rice pot, Liu Xun's little face was wrinkled, but after watching his father drink it, he also endured it.

The two bowls were clean, Xiao Furong was also satisfied, and came up to pinch Liu Zhang's back again, to say that Xiao Furong really had a hand in massage, Liu Zhang was immediately not sleepy, and his whole body was full of energy, and he quickly finished reading the bamboo slips, put away the drawings, and dragged his body back to the room like a broken frame.

As soon as Liu Zhang and Xiao Furong left, Liu Xun hurriedly picked up the two bowls of chicken soup left by Huang Yue and drank them all in one go, feeling a little better in his stomach.

Liu Zhang put the drawn drawings on the table, Xiao Furong picked it up and looked at it, as if it was a weapon, like the Yin red gun he used, it was different, there was a barbed hook at the tip of the gun, and there was an extra ring at the end of the gun, Xiao Furong couldn't help but ask curiously: "What is this painting?" ”

"White pole gun."