The courtyard of the new house is much larger than that of Panlong City, at least sixty or seventy square meters. There is a large water tank under the eaves, which is more than enough to stuff an adult.

It was freezing cold, and of course Master Sun was not in the water, but stood by the tank to draw water.

He Lingchuan stepped forward and consciously picked up the bucket and walked into the house.

In the master's living room, the fire was blazing, and the whole person was warm as soon as he entered.

There is a large basin of water on the pond fire, which is enough for the baby to bathe. There are also dozens of bamboo sticks soaked in the pot.

Sun Fuling pointed to the basin and said, "Pour it in." ”

He Lingchuan poured water into the bucket, and took out another bamboo stick and tried it, it was very thin but very tough.

He gasped: "The student is too skinny, do you need so many whips?" ”

The bamboo board beats the palm of the hand, a freeze-frame memory of childhood.

Sun Lingling grabbed a clean bamboo stick and twitched it on his back: "It's all about you!" ”

He Lingchuan straightened his waist and patted his chest: "It's not that I'm boasting, so many bamboo strips can't hurt me even if they are smashed." You're going to have to change somebody. ”

With his current physical strength, the bamboo strip only itches and doesn't hurt when he pulls it.

"It's itchy skin, isn't it, you're so badly beaten?" Master Sun scolded with a smile, slapped him again, and hit him right on the back hill. This time it took a little effort, but someone was thick-skinned and still didn't feel it, "If the students are all like you, the academy really doesn't need to be opened!" ”

"What the hell are these for?"

"Make paper kites." Master Sun grabbed a bamboo stick that had been soaked for a long time and wiped it dry, "Two or three days later, the wind started, and I just took the students to put paper kites outside the city." It is best for the children of the Siro and the Changhou to play together. ”

He Lingchuan saw several stacks of white paper on the table: "This kind of pediatrics, how dare you work with our Dr. Sun to do it?" ”

"The academy is short of manpower, and the craftsman who tied the paper kite has fallen ill in the past few days, so he has to assign tasks, and each master must make ten." She used a knife to cut the bamboo slats in two, as if the knife was shaving asparagus skin, not a stiff bamboo strip. "Alas, I used to think that being a master only had to teach, but I didn't know that there were endless chores, most of which had nothing to do with teaching."

She pouted slightly, a little unhappy.

It can be seen that everyone hates troubles outside of their own work.

He Lingchuan heard her complain to himself for the first time, and she was no longer the same as before.

"It's hard enough to teach." He Lingchuan followed her and said, "The students of your academy are like wild monkeys one by one. ”

He had been to Yuheng Academy, and when he got to the recess, it was like a monkey mountain, and the noise made his brain buzz.

"Uh-huh, it's almost the same as you." Taking advantage of the fact that the bamboo strips were soaked in hot water, Sun Poria quickly pulled out a diamond-shaped bamboo skeleton and tied it tightly, which is the classic shape of the kite.

She complained and complained, and her movements were not slow at all.

"Master Sun is very skilled." What woman can't cook, but has amazing knife skills and can tie paper kites?

"When I was a kid, I used to do this with my dad. The paper kite we made went to the race, flying the highest and farthest. Sun Lingling glanced at him, "Will you?" ”

He Lingchuan also grabbed a knife to help her cut the bamboo: "It's a piece of cake." I'm going to tie a big dragon! ”

Sun Fuling sneered and didn't speak, but expressed her meaning clearly.

"Don't believe me?" He Lingchuan glared at her, "Pierce one for you?" ”

"Tie a few little paper kites first, and then show me." Sun Fuling pointed to the bamboo strips and said, "None of them have been done." ”

"Okay, okay." This thing is difficult for He Lingchuan, when he was a child, he had his share in the scarecrow, paper kite, and grasshopper in the township, and he paid attention to a clever and fast.

He quickly made falcons, swallows, manta rays and cobras.

Sun Fuling believed it now, because these bamboo strips couldn't fit the shape in the hands of outsiders. Not to mention that he does it fast and well.

"Don't make it too troublesome, I'm not easy to draw." She took the finished bamboo bones to dispense glue, then covered them with wet paper and tightened them, and carefully trimmed them.

When the paper was dry, she had to draw on it, and some had to tie a long tail, which was a complete kite.

"Do you still need to paint?" He Lingchuan pointed to the side, "Bring me that red paper!" ”

Sun Fuling glanced at him and handed him the red paper. This kind of sprinkled gold and red paper is generally used to write prayer posts, which is expensive and crisp.

He Lingchuan grabbed the pen and dipped it in ink, and he was bold and dry, and wrote it on the red paper in one go:

You still have to read the three books every day, and you can't reduce your homework.

"The road is simple, you put this lake on the back of the kite! The babies who were guaranteed to get them were excited and cried. ”

The "Three Books" are the textbooks that the College has set for students under the age of 12, all of which are tomes, and the three books weigh four pounds together.

Master Sun didn't know whether to laugh or laugh, and his hand holding the pen dipped in paint trembled: "You, you ......"

She also believes that most of the babies who get it will cry.

He Lingchuan looked at his font and was complacent, and wrote very well: "Edutainment, how good?" ”

Sun Fuling bit her lip and smiled, leaned over and added another line of small words on the paper:

Yuheng commander He Lingchuan presented.

She didn't carry this pot.

She was close, and He Lingchuan saw that her pretty face was close to Chi Chi, and there was a dark fragrance floating, and he didn't feel itchy.

By the time he reacted, he had already taken a sip of incense on the beauty's face.

Sun Fuling paused for a moment, turned her head to look at him, her eyes were misty.

He Lingchuan's mouth was dry: "Master, I ......"

He just wanted to pour out his heartfelt feelings, but he didn't know that a bamboo stick on the table suddenly bounced up and slapped on Sun Fuling's face with a "snap".

It turned out that the bamboo bone he tied was not strong enough and was drawn.

But it's too, too coincidental, isn't it? The bamboo strip was about to make an afterimage, and he and Sun Lingling were thinking about each other, and they didn't even stop it.

"Smack", the voice was a little loud, almost breaking He Lingchuan's heart.

Sun Fuling was startled - everyone really jumped up, covering their faces with one hand, their eyes full of shock.

"Does it hurt?" He Lingchuan hurriedly offered his courtesy, "I'll take a look, I'll take a look!" ”

Sun Fuling let go, and there was an eye-catching red mark on her tender face.

This, this......

It's over, it's over, it's over!

"I've got medicine!" He took the ointment out of his bosom, picked a little, and rubbed it carefully for her. He goes out all day long, and he has painkiller ointment for burns with him.

The girl's face was delicate, and after applying the ointment, it was even smoother.

It's just that red mark that's too much of an eyesore.

She didn't say anything, her cheeks were still a little bulging, and she didn't know if it was angry or swollen, but the fog in her eyes was gone.

Alas, it turned out that Master Sun was like this when he was angry, and he finally saw it.

Seeing that Sun Lingling's expression had turned from his eyes to yin, He Lingchuan was afraid that it would turn into a heavy rainstorm again, so he quickly shook off irrelevant distractions and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" In this way, you don't have to do it later, Master, I have all ten paper kites, and you can supervise it on the side, how about it? ”