Jia Huan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice internal strength.

This time, he did not choose to practice Shaolin internal skills all his life, but decided to practice the "Recipe for Longevity".

After all, he is no longer a little monk of Shaolin Temple, so let's change to a different kind of kung fu practice.

Jia Huan is quite curious about "The Secret of Longevity".

He wanted to see what kind of power he would have after cultivating Dacheng.

One thing to say here, Ling Huyuan has cultivated the "Recipe for Longevity" all his life, but he has not cultivated to the fullest.

Although Jia Huan did not practice the "Recipe of Eternal Life" in his previous life, he studied it for decades.

Now you don't need to read the original text of the exercises again, you can get started.

Fortunately, his qualifications are extraordinary, and he can cultivate the "Recipe for Longevity".

Jia Huan quickly felt a sense of qi, and by the time Ji Xiang got up, he had already condensed the first wisp of internal force.

"Brother Huan'er doesn't sleep anymore."

Jixiang sighed.

The master who serves himself is becoming more and more characterful, and he even wants to dress and bathe by himself.

She has a lot less to do and more time to play and gossip with people.

Jixiang is very happy, and she is very happy to accept these changes of the master.

Even, Jia Huan had a performance that did not meet the young master's expectations, and she helped him cover it up.

"Go to bed early and wake up early, and you're in good health." After Jia Huan finished speaking, he went out of the house and started boxing in the courtyard.

Jia Zheng had already gotten up under Aunt Zhao's service at this time, and frowned when he saw his youngest son boxing from the window, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After all, Rongguofu started with military exploits, and the children and grandchildren who practice martial arts can be regarded as not forgetting their ancestors.

Moreover, he didn't have much hope for the concubine, and he didn't expect the concubine to be admitted to the imperial examination.

He values his son-in-law more and hopes that his son-in-law can gain fame.

After all, the son-in-law has a great creation.

Although he didn't say it, Jia Zheng was still very proud in his heart.

The son-in-law was born with a jade, what a great creation this is!

It will definitely be extraordinary in the future, and Rongguo Mansion will rely on his son-in-law to carry it forward in the future.

As for the matter of saying that the sister-in-law caught Zhou and caught the rouge.

Afterwards, his mother and wife analyzed with him, and there must be someone who was jealous of Baoyu's great creation, so he wanted to destroy Baoyu's reputation by means of inappropriate means.

Otherwise, the mother and wife attached so much importance to the grasping of the sister-in-law, how could they allow something like rouge to be put into the items of the grasping Zhou.

Someone must have snuck it in.

Therefore, Jia Zheng seems to be dissatisfied with his son-in-law on the surface, but in fact, he attaches great importance to his son-in-law.

has a sister-in-law who attaches great importance to it, so naturally he doesn't care about his son-in-law.

And Jia Huan's boxing in the courtyard soon spread from Mrs. Wang's ears and eyes to Mrs. Wang's ears.

Mrs. Wang sneered: "Don't worry about him. ”

No one taught Jia Huan to practice martial arts, what could he practice?

Moreover, Rongguofu's policy is to transfer from martial arts to literature, and reading is the right way, Jia Huan's kid does not study to practice martial arts, which is completely self-defeating.

Very good, so that you can't threaten your own Baoyu.

"Don't worry about what he wants to do in the future." Mrs. Wang showed a motherly expression, "Children, it's good to move more." ”

After playing a set of boxing techniques that come with "The Recipe for Longevity", Jia Huan returned to the house, freshened up, changed into clean clothes, and began to eat breakfast.

Aunt Zhao wants to serve Jia Zheng for breakfast and does not eat with him.

Jia Zheng has never dined at the same table with his sister-in-law, so naturally it is impossible for his concubine to eat at the same table with him.

If it was the original Jia Huan, he would definitely be angry, but now Jia Huan feels very good.

It's good to be ignored, and you can speak more freely.

After breakfast, Jia Huan pretended to be in a daze and began to practice internal strength.

The main reason is that apart from cultivating internal strength, he really doesn't know what to do.

He is now four years old, and it stands to reason that he should be enlightened.

But Mrs. Wang will not let Jia Huan study and study.

You can't read, you can only play.

What to play?

Playing with mud? Playing with ants?

Hehe, Jia Huan can't play these now.

Therefore, in addition to practicing to pass the time, there is only sleep to pass the time.

The days are so boring and boring, and Jia Huan is still quite satisfied.

After lunch that day, Jia Huan went for a walk in the garden.

The flowers in the garden are blooming, and many of them are precious varieties, which are quite beautiful.

Jia Huan was walking while admiring the flowers, and bumped into a little maid around the corner.

The maid is four or five years older than Jia Huan, and she is very beautiful, similar to Lin Daiyu.

Jia Huan recognized it, this person was Jia Baoyu's maid Qingwen.

Qingwen also recognized Jia Huan.

For this young master, Qingwen looks down on her.

"Don't you walk without eyes?" Qingwen directly hit Jia Huan.

Jia Huan blinked his eyes: "You bumped into me." I was walking normally, and you came crashing into me with a roar. ”

Qingwen's face turned red, and she said stiffly: "Won't you hide when you hit you?" ”

Jia Huan stared at Qingwen. It's really unpleasant to blame others for doing something wrong.

However, the maids around Jia Baoyu are almost all so arrogant and don't take others seriously.

"I'm sorry." Qingwen muttered.

Jia Huan raised her eyebrows in surprise, it seems that Qingwen is still saved.

He turned to the side and made way for Qingwen.

Qingwen whispered "thank you" again and left in a hurry.

Jia Huan smiled.

This girl is not bad!

If you have the opportunity in the future, you can help her.

Jia Huan walked forward for some distance and saw a few people sitting in the pavilion in front of him.

Jia Huan stepped forward and bowed to one of the women: "Sister-in-law." ”

"Brother Huan." Li Kun greeted him with a smile, "Are you coming to the garden to play?" ”

"Hmm." Jia Huan nodded and looked at the child in Li Kun's arms.

This is Jalan, his little nephew, two years younger than him.

Jia Lan is a posthumous son, the lifeblood of Li Kun, and he takes care of him very carefully, for fear that if he doesn't pay attention, the child will be gone.

Children are Li Kun's fingers for the rest of her life, no wonder she attaches so much importance to them.

But Jia Huan felt that she was too much.

Jia Lan is two years old, and he has to be hugged when he goes out, not letting him run around, and he is as fine as a little girl.

How good can a child like this be?

Children should exercise more to get better.

It's a pity that Li Kun doesn't understand this, and the child gets sick after three days, which causes her to take stricter care of Jia Lan.

Jia Huan sympathizes with this little nephew, but he will not be stupid enough to tell Li Kun that your method of raising children is wrong.

Li Kun would not listen to Jia Huan at all, and would think that Jia Huan was uneasy and kind.

Anyway, in the original work of "Dream of Red Mansions", Jia Lan grew up safely.

Because of the relationship with his son, Li Kun's heart is full of maternal love, and he has a little more motherly heart towards Jia Huan, a little uncle who is the same age as his son, and has a very good attitude towards Jia Huan.

"Do you want to play with Lan'er?"

"Okay!"