With the addition of the mantra of internal strength, Song Huaiyu persisted for half an hour and collapsed to the ground.

Song Taishi kicked Song Huaiyu in disgust and said, "It's really useless!" ”

Then he instructed Song Lu and another male servant, Shi Mo, to carry Song Huaiyu into the house, and then asked Aunt Fu to prepare the potion for bathing and throw Song Huaiyu into the potion.

Song Huaiyu snorted and wanted to jump out of the bathtub, but was pointed on his head by Master Song's finger and pressed down: "Stay inside honestly, and you can only get up when I let you get up." ”

"Dad, it's still uncomfortable, it's painful and itchy. Can you not take a bath? Song Huaiyu cried and pleaded.

"You can't stand the slightest pain and itching, and you're worse than a one-year-old child. The potion I got you is the potion for bathing one-year-old children, and other children can tolerate it, why can't you bear it? "Song Taishi despised it incomparably. Of course, there is still a difference between the potion given to Song Huaiyu and the potion for children to take a bath, although the medicinal materials in it are the same, but the dosage is three times heavier.

Song Huaiyu flattened his mouth and didn't dare to complain anymore, did he really want to admit that he was not even as good as a one-year-old child? He sat obediently in the tub, trying to endure it, well, after enduring it for a long time, he didn't feel so painful and itchy, and he could get used to it.

Master Song asked Song Lu and Shi Mo to watch the temperature in the water on the side, and as long as the water temperature in the bath bucket was low, they quickly heated the water into it. This is done until half an hour later. Master Song asked Song Huaiyu to come out of the bathtub.

Song Huaiyu hurriedly got dressed, and he was surprised to find that all the soreness and numbness from squatting on the horse before were gone, and his whole body seemed to be a little more energetic.

"Dad, does this medicinal soup really have the effect of strengthening the body?" Song Huaiyu asked.

"Don't you feel it yourself?" Song Taishi threw Song Huaiyu a roll of the eyes.

Song Huaiyu smiled: "Dad is too good to me." ”

Song Taishi: "Hmph, I don't want you to die early, lest I send a white-haired person to a black-haired person." ”

"Why am I going to die early?"

"One drop of essence and ten drops of blood, you broke the child's body early, lost sperm and blood, and were doomed to die early."

Song Huaiyu was about to cry: "Dad, why are you cursing your son?" ”

Song Taishi sneered: "You do something stupid yourself, you don't need my curse at all." ”

"Dad, didn't Luo Er and Feng Da break the boy's body early, and it's not good now?" Song Huaiyu argued.

Song Taishi said: "Those two are from the family of military generals, whether they want to or not, they have all practiced kung fu when they were young, and their bodies are strong, and the loss of a little essence and blood does not have a particularly big impact on them." And you are a weak chicken, can you compare with them? It is compared with the boss of the second room of the Marquis Mansion of Jinyang. You see that he was a weak scholar, and he broke early, didn't he die before he reached the weak crown? Leaving a pair of orphans and widows to be bullied, is it pitiful? ”

Song Huaiyu thought of his cousin who died young, and then thought about his father's words, and couldn't help but feel that there was some truth, could it be that losing his body too early really affected his lifespan? Song Huaiyu's face turned white all of a sudden, and he grabbed Song Taishi's arm and asked, "Dad, Dad, my son won't really die early, right?" ”

Song Taishi slapped Song Huaiyu's hand away: "Idiot, what are you doing with your father and I giving you a medicinal bath?" ”

Song Huaiyu put his heart back into his heart when he heard this: "Dad, you are really my father!" ”

Song Taishi said for the original body: "I have poured mold for eight lifetimes, and I only became your father in this life." ”

Song Huaiyu just laughed, and hurriedly followed Master Song to the living room. Aunt Fu had already taken her daughter Xiuzhu to set breakfast on the table. Because Master Song said that they would not eat separately, they would have a lot less trouble.

"Dad, who is Jia Baoyu?" Song Huaiyu asked. He still remembered what Song Taishi had said yesterday, and he was curious about the people who compared him to him.

Song Taishi said: "A character in a painting book, the son of a rich and noble family, opened meat at the age of eleven. ”

"Wow, so violent? Did he die young? Song Huaiyu asked.

Song Taishi said: "No, he is a monk." ”

Song Huaiyu: "Uh......"

The two had already sat down at the dinner table, and Song Huaiyu wanted to say something, but was suffocated by Song Taishi's words: "Eat without saying a word." ”

Song Huaiyu picked up a bowl of porridge, picked up chopsticks, and drank the porridge with a sigh.

Song Taishi hit Song Huaiyu's hand with chopsticks, so painful that Song Huaiyu almost threw the porridge bowl out.

"Dad, why are you beating me again?" Song Huaiyu asked blankly and aggrievedly.

Song Taishi: "Eating etiquette, have you fed the dog?" ”

Song Huaiyu: "Huh? ”

"Ahhhh Pick me up the etiquette, and if there is a slight violation of etiquette, I will not be allowed to eat. Song Taishi's tone was stern and authentic.

"Yes!" Song Huaiyu reluctantly agreed, put down the bowl, and ate slowly. This baby has learned the rules, but she doesn't usually like to follow the rules.

After eating a breakfast that Song Huaiyu felt uncomfortable, Song Taishi let Song Huaiyu move freely for half an hour to eat, and then called him to the study to test his skills. Before the test was finished, Song Taishi stopped Song Huaiyu. This kid is only the most familiar with "Three Hundred Thousand", and he has never read "Four Books" at all, and he memorizes the Analects in a mess.

Let's start from scratch. But before teaching, such a lazy student must be punished. A cold light flashed in Taishi Song's eyes. Song Huaiyu shivered excitedly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"There is no new content to call you today, so you can practice the words first, and by the way, you will learn the new." Song Taishi said, "Copy the "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Text" each 100 times. ”

"Plop!" Song Huaiyu fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Since then, Song Huaiyu has lived a life of misery, practicing and studying every day takes up all his time, and there is no time for him to go out to play. His fox friends and dog friends all alienated him, so Song Huaiyu protested, but was violently suppressed by Song Taishi, and doubled his homework, so that Song Huaiyu had no time to play. However, Song Huaiyu is still quite resilient, and under the high pressure of Song Taishi, he gradually got used to high-intensity martial arts training and reading.

Song Taishi has rich teaching experience, and is not rigid, the content of the explanation book is widely cited, very interesting, Song Huaiyu, who does not like to read, will firmly remember the content of his explanation, and then turn his head to read the book, and he does not hate reading - it is really the original owner's teaching method that has a problem, will not be used flexibly, only people can draw children to read books. Of course, the child resisted reading.

Half a year passed in a flash, and Song Huaiyu had finished studying "Analects" and "Mencius" and began to study "University". He soaked in a medicinal bath for half a year, and his body finally recovered, and the small body of the white chopping chicken had muscles again, as well as abdominal muscles, and his strength was so strong that he could break a wrist-thick wooden stick. He cultivated his internal strength, and it was easy to break the wooden stick. After inadvertently breaking the wooden stick for the first time, Song Huaiyu was so happy that he broke all the firewood in the house, and never complained about Song Taishi letting him practice martial arts, but was interested in practicing martial arts, and asked Song Taishi to increase the time for martial arts, but was refuted by Song Taishi.

"Your father and I are a reader, so you have to be a reader for me."

Song Huaiyu was stunned.

Song Taishi spread his hands: The original owner wanted his son to study and take scientific examinations, how could he go against his wishes? Moreover, Song Huaiyu's martial arts talent is worse than his reading talent, and it took half a year to practice a little internal strength, in his world, other sects would never accept such waste disciples.

However, Song Taishi deeply understood the truth of beating a stick to give a sweet date, and after refuting Song Huaiyu's request to increase the time for martial arts training, he took the initiative to teach him a set of boxing techniques. After Song Huaiyu learned the boxing technique, if he obtained the treasure, he would practice more diligently. Of course, he had to spend more time reading.

Different from Song Huaiyu's waste material attributes, Song Taishi's body cultivation exercises have been slightly successful, and he is getting younger and younger, he doesn't look like an old man, and he looks ten years younger than his actual age. Song Taishi no longer has to worry about his lifespan, in this life, he is a long-lived life.

After getting used to today's high-intensity study and exercise, Song Huaiyu has more free time, unlike in the past, when he was tired and went to sleep after studying every day, and now he has the energy to do something else. For example-

Hiding in the quilt and reading the little yellow book.

This little yellow book is going to be masturbated when it sees the highlights. This one, what came out, fell on the quilt and the sheets, can it not be discovered?

Song Taishi confiscated the little yellow book, and slowly flipped through it, but did not make a sound. Song Huaiyu stood aside in a cold sweat, too frightened to make a sound.

After a long time, when Song Huaiyu was about to lose his support and wanted to kneel and cry and beg Song Taishi to punish him severely, Song Taishi spoke.

"It's ugly! It's not artistic at all. ”

"Huh?" Song Huaiyu was stupid and plucked out his ears, he heard it right? Or was he hallucinating because he was afraid? What did his father just say?

"It's not as good as I am." Song Huaiyu heard his father say.

Song Huaiyu's jaw dropped, and he stammered, "Dad, Dad, what did you say?" ”

"I said that you don't have vision, and you can look at the fire picture that is so ugly, and you will dirty your eyes in vain." Song Taishi said, "If you want to see it, you should also find some beautiful and more artistic pictures to see." ”

Song Huaiyu couldn't believe that his father could say such a thing, this was his father's mother? There's no substitution, right? - Child, it's the truth.

"Dad, I look at the fire map, aren't you angry?" Song Huaiyu asked with disbelief.

Song Taishi glanced at Song Huaiyu: "Among the young people, there are very few who haven't peeked at the fire map. ”

Song Huaiyu's eyes lit up, and he smiled obscenely: "Hehe, Dad, did you also peek at the fire map when you were young?" Did you get caught by your grandfather? ”

Song Taishi gave him a roll of his eyes: "I'm not as stupid as you, I was caught." ”

"Daddy, you're my idol! What, didn't you say that your picture of going to the fire looks better? Can you draw two pictures for your son? ”