Early in the morning, the family gathered around the table for breakfast.

This morning, Song Ci didn't get up early to run an online car-hailing service, because he was going to take Nuan Nuan to the wetland park today.

Children should not always wander around their homes, but should also go to the park to breathe fresh air and get close to nature when appropriate.

And the wetland park is not far from my grandparents' house, so my grandmother and grandfather will also go over, and the family just gathers, so Song Ci has a day off today.

"What are you doing watching me do when you don't eat?"

Seeing Nuan Nuan holding a spoon in one hand and a fork in the other, her big eyes were round, her small mouth was slightly open, and she was staring at herself for a moment, Song Ci couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Hearing this, Nuan Nuan did not answer this question, but pushed her small bowl forward.

Looking at the messy and messy "trough" in front of him as if he had been arched by a pig, Song Ci asked a little strangely, "What are you doing?" ”

"Of course it's for you." Song Shouren put down the dishes and chopsticks next to him.

"I won't eat it, it's dirty." Song Ci pretended to be disgusted.

Nuan Nuan immediately frowned, and the small hand holding the knife and fork thumped lightly on the table, her eyes widened angrily, her nose snorted softly, and she looked at him angrily.

"Is there something wrong with you? Why don't you go to the wetland park today, and you go to the hospital to have a look? Song Shouren said with some concern.

And Zhao Caixia also looked at him worriedly.

"I'm so good, what hospital do I go to? Why are you looking at me like that? Song Ci was a little puzzled.

Zhao Caixia pointed to the large plate of steamed buns on the table, "Do you know how many big meat buns I made today?" ”

Song Ci didn't know how much, but now there was only one left on the table, lying alone on the plate.

"Eighteen." Zhao Caixia continued.

"The three of us only ate one each."

Zhao Caixia pointed to Song Shouren next to Nuan Nuan.

"You've got the rest to eat, are you sure you're okay?"

Song Ci was also stunned when he heard this, it turned out that he ate fourteen buns alone? But he didn't feel much.

Moreover, the big meat buns made by Zhao Caixia are comparable to the size of two or three sold outside.

"You're like a big tiger, woo woo, two buns are gone."

Nuan Nuan opened her mouth wide, looked up to the sky and screamed twice, and then said with some concern: "You can't eat a child, right?" ”

Song Ci thought for a moment, and then said casually: "It's not impossible." ”

When Nuan Nuan heard this, she immediately pouted, and looked at Song Shouren next to her with tears in her eyes, "Grandpa." ”

The speed at which you want to cry is comparable to that of an actor.

"You said you, early in the morning, what are you scaring children for?"

Seeing Nuan Nuan's aggrieved little appearance, Song Shouren immediately felt distressed, and he opened his mouth to reprimand Song Ci.

"Don't be afraid, with grandpa, he is a big tiger, and I am also his father, grandpa can also help you beat him."

Song Shouren touched Nuan Nuan's little head and whispered.

Looking at Song Shouren's appearance, Song Ci was very emotional.

When he was young, Song Shouren never treated him in such a whisper, a small fight in three days, and a big fight in seven days, which was a common thing.

"Little words, you really don't care, right? Why did you eat so much at once today? Zhao Caixia was still worried beside her.

"Mom, it's okay."

Song Ci said, reaching out and taking the last bun on the table in his hand.

It's not that he protects food, but the other three, one big meat bun per person is enough, and Song Ci's usual meal is only two.

He now knew what was going on, and before going to bed last night, he had practiced the "Strengthening Breathing Technique" for a long time, although he fell asleep later.

Although the qi of the dantian is still only as thick as a hair, it has not changed much, but he has practiced it, refining and refining the qi, and refining it is not rootless duckweed.

Where does the essence come from? It can't be created out of thin air, and cultivation should also be scientific, about the conservation of energy, and the way for the human body to obtain energy is nothing more than relying on the mouth and nose.

Maybe there was some kind of heaven and earth vitality in ancient times, but now the air pollution is so serious, and it is still in the bustling city, and it is almost impossible to absorb the energy in the air through breathing.

So the only way is to extract the energy from the food to feed itself through food intake.

In ancient times, the food with the most energy was probably meat, but even so, I am afraid that many people still can't afford it.

But for modern times, there are abundant materials, and there is no shortage of food, and there are too many high-energy foods, and most of them are very cheap, which also gives Song Ci a lot of convenience.

"Are you alright? How can anyone suddenly eat so much in one meal? Song Shouren rebuked loudly.

"Perhaps, I'm developing again and growing my body?" Song Ci whispered.

When the second elder heard this, he looked at him as if he was stupid, did they really think they were stupid, and they were looking for such a bad excuse.

Seeing their appearance, Song Ci couldn't help but think of Nuan Nuan's expression last night, Nuan Nuan probably learned from them.

"I'm really fine, didn't I practice qigong for a while before? I got a little bit yesterday, but I didn't expect the amount of food to increase greatly. ”

Song Ci reluctantly found another excuse.

But the parents believed it, because they knew that Song Ci practiced hard qigong, not only Song Ci's grandfather Song Huai taught him, but also learned it when he was in school.

In their minds, hard qigong is equivalent to qigong, most people of their age believe in the existence of qigong, in the seventies and eighties, qigong masters were very popular, the most famous is the sea lantern master.

Venerable Hai Deng is a true Buddhist monk, unlike many liars who use the guise of qigong.

Master Hai Deng also had a lot of entanglements with the Shaolin Temple at that time, and the abbot of the Shaolin Temple at that time was called Shi Xingzheng, who is also the master of the current Shaolin CEO.

"Then after you practiced Qigong, did you feel anything?" Song Shouren asked with some curiosity.

"The spirit is better, and the amount of food is bigger." Song Ci said.

At least his most intuitive feeling now is these two things, after waking up today, he feels exceptionally good, and the whole world seems to have become more transparent.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I can also do qigong."

Seeing that his grandfather's attention was attracted by his father, Nuan Nuan was reluctant to do so, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Really? You can also do qigong? Song Shouren said with a smile.

"Of course, uh-huh-hmm......"

Nuan Nuan immediately held her breath when she heard this.

"Wait......"

Song Ci hurriedly stopped it, but it was too late.

"Poof."

Nuan Nuan let out a fart and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It stinks to death, and I won't let you eat breakfast." Song Ci fanned his nose in disgust.

But Song Shouren and Zhao Caixia couldn't help it and laughed.

The little guy was still proudly asking his grandfather if he was good.

And just like that, a happy day begins with laughter.

PS: Today is the first day of the new week, and the second recommendation just dropped seven or eight places directly from the ranking, asking for monthly tickets and rewards, don't let me die in the middle of the road. o(╥﹏╥)o