From this day on, Fang Yichen had a place to go every night, nominally to learn mantras from Grandma Li, but in fact, he went to learn art from Grandma Li.

Captain Fang sent her for two days, and then He Yongzhi took the initiative to take over the task of picking her up.

Don't look at it, it's just one more job a day, but the rhythm of her life has been disrupted.

Every morning the activities continue, swim in the river, catch fish and turtles can't stop, she is growing now, and nutrition must keep up.

In the morning, I can't go out to surf around, but I have to teach Fang Xiaocui to memorize two mantras at home.

Yes, she just teaches two sentences a day, and Fang Xiaocui is stupid, even if she is two sentences, she often memorizes the last sentence and forgets the next sentence. After teaching for two days, Fang Yichen took the test on what she had learned before, but she ate all of them and didn't remember a word.

Fang Yichen also took her learning ability, thinking that it was not a matter of urgency anyway, even if Fang Xiaocui could memorize the formula, she might not be able to learn this mental method, so she corrected her mentality, and then taught her slowly, and did not urge her.

Fang Xiaocui suddenly felt a lot less pressure, and the smile on her face increased.

Now Fang Yichen only has time in the afternoon, and she will carry a basket to the windbreak outside Tunzi every day to pick up branches to prepare for winter.

After dinner at night, I went to Grandma Li's and couldn't go home until I went to bed.

Look, a five-year-old child, the schedule is so tight from now on.

That night, Fang Yichen took a soft-shelled turtle to Grandma Li.

Now she is so hung in the name of other people's apprentices, she should be taken care of, and she should be filial and filial, so now she catches soft-shelled turtles basically on one side, but in order to save firewood, most of them are taken to Grandma Li to stew, after all, she is a child, it is not easy to pick up some firewood!

And Grandpa He and Grandma Li are very relieved of her now, and directly let her work in the kitchen by herself, and they will wait to open their mouths to drink soup.

Fang Yichen really didn't need their help, after more than a month of practice, she had already practiced the kung fu of cutting the trachea, and now it was no longer difficult for her to clean up a soft-shelled turtle.

"Lily solid gold two rehmannia roots, scutellaria, fritillary orange sweet ......"

"What are you singing? I'm singing it again. ”

Fang Yichen was reciting the soup song while killing the soft-shelled turtle, when suddenly his great-grandfather's voice came from behind him. She was startled, because it was so sudden, that the knife in her hand shook and almost slashed the back of her hand.

"Great-grandfather, what's wrong?" Fang Yichen turned his head to look at his great-grandfather who was a little excited, she had been here for many days, and it was Grandma Li and Grandpa He who talked to her a lot, this great-grandfather didn't like to talk very much, and when he saw the sky, he sat on the kang and shook his plank. She thought this person was very weird, so she didn't usually dare to come to him, but she didn't expect him to come over by himself today.

"I ask you what you were singing just now?" Great-grandfather was a little anxious.

"Sing the soup song, lily solid golden soup ......"

"I'm not asking you what you sing, I'm asking you to hum that melody." Great-grandfather interrupted her impatiently.

"That......" Fang Yichen didn't know how to answer, she just felt that the dry soup song was too boring, so she added a melody to it herself. It was a song written by her boss, and she just changed the lyrics.

"What the hell, you're humming it to me." Great-grandfather saw that she was so unhappy, and his eyes widened a little angrily.

Fang Yichen swallowed his saliva, to be honest, these three old men and old ladies, what she was most afraid of was this, she felt that he seemed to be a very unkind person.

There was no way, Fang Yichen could only hum the song just now, but she felt bitter in her heart, could she be regarded as giving Su out the boss's classic songs in advance. This is not good, if this song comes out in advance, then what else will her boss sing?

Great-grandfather listened to her humming, and then tilted his head and said nothing, not looking at her, and turned his head and went back to the house.

Fang Yichen didn't know if he had passed the test, and then he simply put these worries aside, if she really accidentally came out, she would be sorry for the boss, and then she would be able to give him more classic songs, of course, it must be incomparable with the boss's classics, but we can't improve the quality, we can use the quantity to make up.

When the soup was stewed, when she sent it to Grandma Li into the house, she told Grandma Li what had just happened by the way.

Grandma Li didn't care, "It's okay, your great-grandfather is a music idiot, I guess it was your humming tune that gave him some inspiration." She knows that this little apprentice has some small habits in learning, and she has no objection or block, as long as the final effect is good.

"Grandma, what did great-grandpa do?" Fang Yichen still couldn't help but ask curiously.

Although she had been running here for a while, she had never asked the identities of several old people, and she felt that it was not important, and it was not something that she should ask as a five-year-old child.

But now I'm really curious.

"Your great-grandfather, it turned out to be a professor at the ** Conservatory of Music, because he had studied abroad, he was reported by one of his students and sent here to labor reform." Grandma Li sighed when she talked about this, in fact, who of them is not a pity. Let an artist farm the land, she really doesn't know what some people above think. Of course, it is likely that they got in someone's way, or inadvertently offended someone, so they got here from the beginning.

"Ah, a professor at the Conservatory?" Fang Yichen's eyes lit up, and she had a feeling that it didn't take any effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them.

"Yes, in fact, your great-grandfather was a real artist, and those hands are hands that play the piano! And your grandfather, don't look at him smiling all the time, in fact, he has the ability, he is the twenty-third generation head of the Shengquan faction, and few of us in Huaguo can be his opponent. Grandma Li continued.

"Martial arts master?" Fang Yichen blurted out.

"Hehe, I'm not a martial arts master, and now I don't have a martial arts story, your little guy knows a lot." Grandpa He suddenly appeared and took the conversation.

Fang Yichen hurriedly ran out and brought a bowl of soup to Grandpa He.

"Grandpa He drinks soup."

He Yongzhi took the bowl suspiciously, "So well-behaved, not like you." ”

Fang Yichen pursed his mouth unhappily.

"It can't be that you want to learn martial arts from me and deliberately curry favor with me." He Yongzhi looked at her with inquiring eyes.

"What's the matter, I don't want to learn martial arts, I want to be a beauty in the future, so I don't want to become a ...... Someone like my second aunt. She originally wanted to say that she didn't want to be a muscular girl, but she immediately realized that this word didn't appear now, and after a circle in her mind, it seemed that among the people she knew, only Wang Qiuhong was so similar to the muscular girl, so she took her out as a negative teaching material.

"Huh?" He Yongzhi and Li Xuelan didn't understand what she meant, what did martial arts practice have to do with her second aunt.

"You didn't see that my second aunt was bulging from here to here, I asked her, and she said that she practiced it purposely, so that she could have the strength to work." Fang Yichen is talking nonsense, in fact, Wang Qiuhong is a typical onion-shaped figure, with a large abdomen, waist height, and fat below the abdomen, just like a 'bucket'.