Jiang Yun made breakfast and walked out, first stopped and looked at the few people who were still practicing, and then looked for Xiao Philo in the courtyard.

Seeing that the little girl was looking at the yard in a daze, she walked over suspiciously, squatted down and asked in a low voice: "What is stumping our little Luo'er?" ”

Hearing this, the little girl turned her head and shouted obediently: "Hello little aunt." ”

"Well, good. Little Luo'er, what's going on? ”

The little girl pouted and said, "I don't like the weather to be so freezing, I want to go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables and go down to the river to catch fish." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yun was happy and said with a smile: "Ouch, our little Luo'er has grown up." But the weather in the northwest is like this, and it will be fine in two months. ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

At this time, Lian Philo wanted to roll his eyes, but he thought that he was a four-year-old doll, so he pouted and said, "But how did you spend these two months?" It's freezing out there..."

"If it's freezing badly, our little Luo'er will be nested in the quilt and can't afford it, and my little aunt will raise you back to the previous meat balls, okay?"

Hearing the "meat dumplings", Xiao Philo immediately shook his head and said, "It's not good." Too much meat, can't run fast. ”

Jiang Yun saw that the little girl stubbornly didn't want to grow meat, so she said, "But the meat looks better..."

Little Philo lowered his head and looked at his round body, thought about the fleshy appearance again, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't." In that case, you will have to nest under the covers in winter and not be able to get out. ”

Looking at Xiao Philo, who was talking seriously, Jiang Yun smiled lightly and said, "Okay." Let's have the final say. It's almost hour, let's go inside and have breakfast. ”

Xiao Philo, who was led by Jiang Yun, tilted his little head and asked, "Brother and sister, is it almost time to practice martial arts?" ”

"Yes, let's go. Luo'er is hungry, a while, you eat first. ”

"No, I'm going to eat with my brother and sister."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun smiled and nodded in response: "Okay, listen to our Luo'er." ”

After a while, a few people who practiced martial arts packed up and sat down to have breakfast together.

After breakfast, six people, including Little Philo, walked into the temporary study, except for Lian Mingli and Little Philo, the other four took a book and read it.

The brother and sister looked at each other, and then Lian Mingli decisively took a travelogue and took little Philo to sit aside and read it.

Looking at the interaction between Lian Mingli and his sister, Lian Minglou felt that this old man and his sister seemed to have a tacit understanding, which they did not have at present.

Especially when he saw two heads looking at the same book, Lian Minglou had a feeling that his sister could recognize the words on it.

But he clearly remembers that his sister is now four years old, and her literacy has only been less than half a year, and they all know how to read, and the amount of literacy doesn't seem to be so big...

However, he looked at the two little ones talking to each other, and felt that his feelings were not wrong, could it be that the old child quietly taught his sister in private?

Even Minglou's abnormality, even Mingxu noticed it.

He followed the eldest brother's line of sight, and saw the old child and his younger sister muttering something, looked at it for a while, turned his head to look at Lian Minglou and asked in a low voice: "Big brother, is the younger brother teaching his sister to read?" ”

Lian Minglou suppressed the doubt in his heart and whispered, "It should be." Ming Tao and Fei Shi, you look at it, if there is anything they don't understand, you remember to tell them. ”

"Okay."

After the second brother Lian Mingxu responded, Lian Minglou sat not far from the two small ones with the book, looking at the books in his hand while listening to the movements of the two small ones.

"Little brother, why are there so many strokes in this word?"

"You will recognize this stroke first, now paper and pen are not cheap, we have to save, I have to make a sand table for you, and write on the sand table."

"Sandbox?"

"Hmm. If there is no sand, use fine soil, and it will definitely be done for you. ”

Listening to Lian Mingli's assurance, Xiao Philo thought of another role of the sand table, so he said in a low voice: "Little brother, since we are making a sand table, can we learn thirty-six strategies?" ”

Hearing the "thirty-six plans" in Xiao Philo's mouth, Lian Mingli asked in a low voice: "Are you talking about thirty-six plans?" What do you mean? ”

Seeing Xiao Philo nodding, Lian Mingli thought about it for a while and felt that it was feasible, so he opened his mouth and whispered, "Cheng." I'll do that. It's just that I don't want to write it down, dictation can be done? ”

"Done."

After the two little ones agreed, Lian Mingli turned his head to look at the eldest brother Lian Minglou who was sitting not far from them: "Big brother, come here." ”

Lian Minglou was not surprised, he knew that this younger brother, who was several years younger than him, was a genius, and he didn't dare to show it when he was in the house, and now that he came to Yushan, it was a good thing for this younger brother.

He came to the two of them and asked softly, "What are the thirty-six plans you are talking about?" ”

As the young master of the former ancient martial arts family, Lian Mingli knew a lot about this, but at this time he said a word: "Big brother, have you heard this sentence?" Six-six-thirty-six, there is a technique in the number, and there is a number in the operation. Yin and Yang are in it. The machine cannot be set, and the setting is not successful. ”

Hearing this, Lian Minglou immediately looked at Lian Mingli and Xiao Philo with wide eyes, and then opened his mouth to say something, but after trying several times, he didn't say it.

Seeing this, Xiao Philo seemed to understand something, and then looked at Lian Mingli and asked softly: "Little brother, does the eldest brother know thirty-six plans?" ”

Lian Mingli said in a determined tone: "Big brother should have heard of it, but I don't know what these thirty-six plans are." Right, big brother? ”

Lian Minglou tried his best to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, nodded his head, and then pulled the two little ones to a corner of the study, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, you and Luo'er both know?" ”

The two looked at each other, then nodded.

Seeing this, Lian Minglou sat down with one in one hand, and then slowly spoke: "I saw what the old man said just now in a book of the art of war in my grandfather's study, but I didn't understand it, I only knew a little bit about it after asking my grandfather." ”

"I remember that day...", as he spoke, Lian Minglou fell into memory...

Xu's study.

Lian Minglou, a teenager, looked at Xuzhou with a book: "Grandfather, what are you talking about?" ”

Xuzhou looked at it and said, "Lou'er, what does this mean, my grandfather doesn't understand it very well." But these six six thirty-six should be the number, that is, there are thirty-six. ”

"There is a technique in this number, and there is a number in the operation. My grandfather understood that there was a conspiracy in the number, and there was a definite number in the conspiracy. This is the last sentence: Yin and Yang are in the principle, and the opportunity is in it. The machine cannot be set, and the setting is not successful. My grandfather didn't know what he meant..."

"Grandfather, this book is all about the art of war, is this also about the art of war?"

Xuzhou looked at the little Lian Minglou who was so smart, nodded and said, "Yes, it's a pity that my grandfather doesn't know what the art of war is talking about..."

As soon as the picture turned, Lian Mingli and Xiao Philo looked at their eldest brother with some shock at this time, as a traverser, they suddenly heard such words in an overhead dynasty, which made them feel calculated.

It's as if they were deliberately arranged by someone.

Could it be...