"Master, where did my mother go?" Xiaobei carried the nine-tails on his shoulder, ran out of the study, and asked.

"Your mother went out to run errands, Xiaobei, what were you doing just now?" Chen Chen walked over, squatted down to look at the dumpling, and asked.

On the side, Dabao was practicing his legs, which Chen Chen taught him half an hour ago, and he was extremely serious.

"I'm refining medicine, Master, come and try Xiaobei's medicine." The little girl dragged Chen Chen to the study.

In the study, Mo Ling meditated on the spot, her lips blackened.

"Xiaobei, what's wrong?" Chen Chen glanced at Mo Ling and asked.

"Godfather is testing Xiaobei's medicine, it is the herb brought back by his mother, and his mother said that this formula is missing, what is Xiaobei missing in the experiment." Xiaobei said, walked over, lay down in front of Mo Ling, and examined his eyes, his mouth, teeth, and fingers.

"Well, how did it turn out?" This little girl is a ghost elf, and she seems to have been proficient in alchemy techniques since she was a child, so even if Mo Ling's lips are black now, as if she is extremely poisoned, the little girl can quickly help him solve it.

Chen Chen was not very interested in children in the past, all the children in the academy were at least twelve or thirteen years old, the spiritual root was not weak, and the talent was quite good, generally such children were very smart, so he rarely touched milk dolls, this time as soon as he was with these two children, he immediately liked it.

Dabao has a cold temperament, but his talent is extremely high, and the child is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he teaches and learns seriously, and when he is tired, Dabao will silently pour him tea, bring him a towel, and prepare a small snack for him.

As for Xiao Bei, he is even more ghostly and elf than Ah Ji, and his alchemy skills are even more perfect, in Chen Chen's own words, he has never seen such a talented alchemist.

Xiaobei stirred for a while and fed the monk some potion, and the monk really spit out a mouthful of black medicinal juice, and his face gradually recovered.

"How's that, baby, is there any progress?" As soon as he woke up, the monk immediately asked.

"The baby found out, it should be this herb, wait for the mother to come back and talk to the mother to take a look." Xiaobei nodded and said very seriously.

"That's good!" Mo Ling said dotingly: "Then the godfather will make you something to eat." ”

As a real foodie, in addition to being able to eat, you also have to be able to cook, in the past, when she was in a hurry, Mo Ling would catch those wild pheasants or fork some fish to roast and eat.

Ping Suri is with Grandma, he is just greedy for Grandma's craft, so every time he sees Grandma, he is hungry as if he hasn't eaten for a few days.

In fact, in the days when Auntie was not at home, his food was also good.

When Mo Ling walked out of the room, his legs were still a little shaky, but he was happy.

Chen Chen shook his head with a smile, sat down, took the book handed to him by the little girl, and began to read.

The little girl knows a lot of words, but it still has to be interpreted by adults, and she doesn't recognize all the rare words, so in addition to refining medicine every day, she just asks people to read to her.

This girl is very clever, she can dispense her own medicine while listening to adults read, and when she reads something she doesn't understand, she asks, you explain it to her, don't ask if she understands, as long as she doesn't ask anymore, she understands it, and you can continue.