It's a February morning, the dew is heavy, and the air is chilly.

The old man of Tianguang wore a fluffy cloak, held a pot of hot tea, looked at the dancing figure in the courtyard, and shook his head leisurely.

"The boy doesn't know the taste, or astringent, bitter, or sweet, and sits until dawn."

"It's good to be young."

He took a sip of tea, exhaled lightly, and continued to shake his head: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, my fair lady, gentleman, jagged vegetables...... Wattle? I'm hungry—"

He rubbed his shriveled stomach, looked at the person who was stepping on the trunk of the tree and walked up step by step, and suddenly said: "Wrong, the dantian is ...... to condense qi."

Before he could finish speaking, the man fell from mid-air, and before smashing to the ground, the boy kicked on the trunk of the tree, rolled over in the air, and landed steadily.

Ning Yuchu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and glared at him angrily: "Don't make a sound coldly, scare the little master." ”

"Isn't it a weird old man? Add two pounds to the sandbag on your feet today, hum! ”

"Add it, add it, who is afraid of whom!"

Practicing martial arts was sweating, Ning Yuchu was not used to being slimy, so he went to take a shower.

When he walked out comfortably, the old man was holding the meat bun and eating happily.

Seeing him, the old man threw a paper bag to him: "Little pear bought it." ”

Ning Yuchu caught it and opened it, it was all what he loved to eat.

He took a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked inarticulately, "What about her?" ”

"Someone asked for a doctor early in the morning, and she took Rongbao out."

The old man of Tianguang said, glancing at him: "When will you be able to fight a little harder?" Little Pear works hard to support the family, and we men can't eat soft rice. ”

Ning Yuchu's forehead was bruised, and he wanted to refute, but he thought that he had a treat last night, and all of them were money from ugly monsters, so his arrogance was vented.

The old man was really right.

Now, he can't do anything, and he is the first to lag behind.

thought that he said that she was a burden in Zhuguan Village, but as a result, it was really a slap in the face.

He touched his cheek, and there was a bit of a hot pain.

The old man of Tianguang looked at him with his head down, and was even more dissatisfied: "I can't stand this little bit?" How will you support your husband and little pear after that? Young people, be firm in their hearts. ”

Ning Yuchu was trained by him, but he found some confidence.

He is a dignified prince of Liang, no matter how poor he is, he has hands and feet, and he is afraid that he will not be able to support them?

Junmi's face regained his confidence, and the point that had just been overheard entered his field of vision.

The old man was eating, and suddenly a magnified face appeared in front of him, and he leaned back in fright.

"What are you doing? Could it be that you want to scare the old man to death so that he can inherit the old man's meat bun? ”

Ning Yuchu squinted at his puffed face: "Old man, have you recovered your memory?" Otherwise, how can you remember light work? ”

The old man of Tianguang glanced at him: "These things are like the old man drinking water and eating, they are all engraved in the old man's bones, is it possible that you have amnesia, you don't know that you are hungry?" Young man, you are stupid to read. ”

As he spoke, he patted him on the shoulder, with a look of hopelessness.

Ning Yuchu gritted his teeth: "Don't rub the oil on your master's clothes!" ”

was discovered.

The old man smiled and did not forget to wipe the last bit of oil stains before retracting his hand.

Ning Yuchu: ......

He reached for the paper bag, which was empty.

He immediately looked down, and there was nothing in it.

Obviously he only ate one.

He looked up, and the old man was stuffing it into his mouth one by one, and when he saw him, he immediately covered the bag defensively.

"The old man took it with his ability!"

Ning Yuchu: ...... Scold.