Chapter 6 Cultivating the Heart of the Cottage

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The young man in white here is named Xiao Che.

Taking a big sip of a bowl of wine, Xiao Che waved his hand casually, and suddenly the music in the Accord suddenly stopped, and the dancing enchanting woman was also stunned.

Xiao Che shouted loudly, "Sister Xu." ”

Outside the private room, a cheerful but slightly old voice came: "Here it is, here it is." ”

What came in was a half-old who was blessed, so it was called Xu Sanniang.

Xiao Che has just turned sixteen now, if it is about age, I am afraid that this Xu Sanniang can be his grandmother, but Xiao Che still likes to call her Sister Xu, and Xu Sanniang is not strange, but likes him to call her so.

Every time she heard Xiao Che call her that, the thick wrinkles on her face shook with laughter for a long time, and even tears burst into laughter.

Xu Sanniang looked at Xiao Che, as if she was really looking at her younger brother, and said with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Che raised the flask in his hand and smiled slightly: "It's gone." ”

Xu Sanniang said: "The wine will come immediately." ”

There was a smile in the corner of her eyes, and the moment before turning around lingered deeply on Xiao Che's handsome face, he had clear and handsome cheeks, bright and clear eyes, and a good-looking smile that made every woman's heart move, and at the age of sixteen, he had all the perfection he should have at this age.

She couldn't imagine how obsessed he would be with women years later.

At this moment, the door of the Accord was suddenly slammed open, and a young man in a black shirt strode to Xiao Che's side, panting and saying, "Young master, big monster... The big monster was discovered by the master. ”

Xiao Che's agile eyes suddenly paused for a moment, but they quickly regained their brilliance, as if they were used to this incident.

He patted the black-shirted young man on the shoulder, flicked his sleeves and stood up, and said with a forced smile: "I've experienced a lot, and I'm used to it." ”

This black-shirted young man's surname is Zeng, and his single name is a wisdom character, because Xiao Che once saved his life, and he was willing to commit himself to slavery, but Xiao Che never regarded him as a slave, on the contrary, he also regarded him as his friend.

Before leaving, Xiao Che borrowed two mats from Xu Sanniang, and put them behind his buttocks with Dazhi, and then hurried to the suburbs.

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The woods are quiet.

Passing through this dense forest, there are many pavilions in front of you, and the apples and grasses are extremely beautiful.

This is the Cultivating Heart Cottage.

And the cultivated heart cottage is Xiao Che's home.

Xiao Che suddenly paused, frowned slightly, and stared at the courtyard in front of him with some fear, over there, at this moment, there was a stern reprimand that came intermittently, and occasionally accompanied by the whimper of the big monster.

Xiao Che suddenly felt a little chill in his back, and weakly flicked his head, his two feet were nailed to the ground like nails, and he couldn't step out at all.

Although this kind of thing has been experienced too much, every time it comes to this time, I still can't help but feel a burst of hair in my heart.

He stretched out his hand and touched the cotton mat on his buttocks, and then he felt comfort in his heart, dragging his heavy steps, and Dazhi helped each other to walk towards the cultivated grass hall.

You have to face it, don't you?

The reprimand was getting closer and closer, Xiao Che's heart was completely empty, his mind was blank and vacuum, his face was blue and white, and it was unspeakably ugly.

But when he entered the door of the Cultivating Heart Cottage, his heart suddenly stopped being afraid, his face softened a lot, and his mind became much clearer.

A lot of things are like that, when you're going to face or you're about to face it, you're scared, you're terrified, but when you actually do it, everything is much better, because there's no way back at all.

"Father, I'm back. ”

Xiao Che shouted loudly, his voice was calm and flat, and the whole person was light as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, a stern voice came: "Kneel!"

"Okay. Xiao Che chuckled, glanced at Dazhi beside him, and snorted.

Immediately, the two of them hurriedly straightened up, very crisply, and neatly knelt down in the lobby against the four words 'cultivating heart grass hall' hanging on the high hall.

After a while, a burly but somewhat slender figure slowly walked out of the back hall, and in his thick hands, a small white bear was slipping.

This man is Xiao Che's father-in-law, Xiao Ying.

Xiao Yingti slipped the little white bear, walked in front of Xiao Che, threw it into his arms, and snorted coldly: "Here you go!

This little white bear is the big monster.

At this moment, the big monster was still wearing Xiao Che's white shirt, his furry head was buried under the white cloak, and a pair of big eyes were rolling in a dark way, as if covered with a hazy film of light, hiding their original luster, which looked both funny and pitiful.

Xiao Che smiled, wanting to justify something: "Father-in-law ......"

"Shut up and kneel well. ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Che secretly bit the tip of his tongue and held back his laughter.

Xiao Yingqi's eyebrows were raised, the anger in his chest was about to rise to his throat, and he didn't know how many words were brewing in his mind to reprimand Xiao Che, but as soon as he saw him, he disappeared without a trace like a mist in the sun.

Xiao Che's eyes, as well as his faint smile, have this kind of magic.

Xiao Ying sat down on the chair by the window, his snort was heavy, and his gray eyes blinked, looking a little hollow, as if he was considering the words to reprimand Xiao Che in his mind.

But since he was a child, what has he not said?

However, Xiao Che is as indifferent as a stubborn stone, always living in his own world and having his own rules.

There was a sudden silence in the lobby, and a pin drop could be heard.

The sunset is about to stop, and at the time of parting, the faint white clouds are coated with a faintly visible film of light.

It's almost night.

In other words, Xiao Che and Dazhi, as well as the big monster, have been kneeling for about half an afternoon.

Dazhi and Dawei were still kneeling very straight, but Xiao Che's hands and feet began to be restless, and he slowly stretched out his hand towards his knees, and suddenly heard Xiao Ying say: "Don't move!

Xiao Che blinked his clear eyes and said pitifully, "Father-in-law, it hurts a little." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Che had already stood up, and reached out to help Dazhi and Da Monster, even if they didn't dare to get up, they still couldn't resist Xiao Che's strong and powerful arms.

The anger in Xiao Ying's chest had already subsided for the most part, and he said coldly: "Ying Si Theory, Clear Heart Strategy, Wash the Divine Record, go back and excerpt and annotate three hundred times!

When the words fell, Xiao Che stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and a trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the big monster and the great wisdom.

Xiao Che smiled dryly: "Father-in-law, this ...... That's a bit heavy, isn't it?"

Taking a breath, he turned around and said, "Father-in-law, why don't you beat me?"

Xiao Ying glanced at it casually, how could he not know what the hell he had in his heart, and said violently: "Excerpt and annotate six hundred times, play nine hundred times!"

With that, Xiao Ying dusted off his shirt and left with his hands up.

Leaving Xiao Che, Da Zhi, and Da Monster in place, their fragile hearts were messy in the wind.

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It's nightfall.

The moonlight swept through the treetops, washing the entire cultivated grass hall.

The silver moonlight fell on Xiao Che's body through the window lattice, gilding him with a layer of bright and dark silver light.

The cultivated grass hall in the moonlit night was very beautiful, but Xiao Che didn't feel it at this moment, he looked at the moonlight that he had always liked very much in the past, but at this moment it seemed to see an unknown sadness.

Because...... He also had to copy books.

I was depressed.

It's not just him, but also Great Wisdom and Great Monster.

Especially the big monster, at this moment it is holding a pen with its small paws, and is working hard to write, although the handwriting is a little sloppy, but it is quite distinctive.

It is conceivable that from childhood to adulthood, Xiao Che had to make many mistakes to force the monster to be like this.

The monster's eyes were bright, and the aggrieved ones were about to cry.

Dazhi suddenly said: "Young master, you go and rest, and I'll copy the rest." ”

Xiao Che shook his head: "No." ”

He raised his head, his eyes fell on the big monster, and said, "Big monster, go to sleep." ”

The monster nodded like garlic, dropped the pen, and licked his stiff paws, and two lines of clear tears flowed down like clotted cream.

It didn't go back, but slept on the desk, silently accompanying Xiao Che and Dazhi.

The stars have fallen, and the night is coming to an end.

Dazhi couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep, leaving Xiao Che alone to write a book.

Over time, sunlight also appeared, and the hues became soft and clear.

Xiao Che finally finished copying.

He helped the big monster and the big wisdom fetch water and served breakfast.

Then, the dreamless sleepiness that was as heavy as the mountains came to my face, and my eyes suddenly drooped,

He fell asleep on the couch as if he were unconscious.

Xiao Ying happened to come over and help him cover the corners.

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