Jun Moxian took over the daily housework of the two from the homeless man after his health improved, although he enjoyed the feeling of being taken care of these days, perhaps because he had to deal with too many troubles on his own for too long. He was a little greedy for his current life, and even wished that he would get better later, although he was very uncomfortable, but looking at the homeless man's increasingly unfriendly eyes, he silently dispelled this idea, and silently got up to take over the housework of the two of them.

The homeless man did not break his promise, and began to teach Jun Mo to read and write, although the homeless man is usually very lazy, but he is still very attentive when teaching Jun Mo to read and write. Each phonetic transcription tone will be taught to read Jun Mo worry over and over again, until he feels that Jun Mo is reading it correctly, he will continue to teach the next one.

However, he also told Jun Moxian that he could only teach Jun Moxian to read, after all, he was only a half-asser about reading, and he couldn't understand too many big truths, and the real big truths had already been finished by the ancestors, and the best way was to find them in the book. I can't hand him over to write, after all, my ghost drawing is uncomfortable for me to read. When the sect monarch Mo Wei wrote his name, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it by himself. The crooked writing has no beauty at all, although Jun Moxian still looks at him with starry eyes.

In his opinion, Jun Moxian has to rely on himself to read after learning to read, and if Jun Moxian is angry in the future, he can help Jun Moxian find a good teacher, but the premise is that the person is willing. Jun Moxian didn't think about it so much, it's good to be literate, he knows that rice is eaten one bite at a time, and one bite can't make a big fat man. As for kung fu, Jun Mo was worried that his physical foundation was too poor, and the homeless man helped him regulate his body while letting him take simple steps.

Now Jun Mo is like a sponge that has been dry for a long time, and suddenly encounters the sea, frantically absorbing water. Except for cooking, it's either in Zamabu or in pinyin. He's eight years old now, and he's learning late, so he needs to work harder. Even when Zama was walking, he was still remembering. Jun Mochou has never exercised, the biggest way for him to exercise is how to live, after all, he doesn't know anything and it is a very hard thing for him to take care of Mochou, there is other time to do other things, so now life is painful and happy.

Zama steps are a simple thing, but long zama steps are a painful thing. On the first day of the homeless man, he was told to tie his horse and let him tie for an hour. Jun Moxian was very obedient and didn't discount at all, at first he could still recite pinyin in his mouth while taking a horse step, but as time went by, it became a roar of gnashing his teeth, and he couldn't open his mouth in the back, gritting his teeth and insisting on it, reciting silently in his heart. His face was pale, and although it was winter, his body was covered with sweat, and his clothes were wet. When the homeless man shouted to stop, Liu Moxian knelt down directly, his legs trembling and he couldn't stand up again. But the homeless man didn't care so much, let him rest for a while, and threw him directly into the lake, and he was not allowed to get up until he swam for ten minutes, and the homeless man himself drank leisurely on the shore. Jun Moxian experienced the two heavens of ice and fire in one day, his body was hot when he was walking, and he was cold to death when he was swimming in the lake, and the cold lake water pierced his body like a thorn. But if you don't swim in the water, you can't do it, your body will freeze if you don't swim, and your body will have a tingling sensation when you swim, and this torture will make him take off a layer of skin.

When he got ashore from the water, the homeless man threw him a bottle of wine, and after a few sips, he felt that his body was gradually warming. In the evening, the homeless man asked him to go for a run, and he didn't come back until he ran for an hour, Jun Moxian didn't know what the homeless man wanted him to do this, but he didn't discount it, and did everything according to the homeless's instructions. Running in winter, the air is very cold, and the respiratory tract can easily be injured, so the homeless man asked him to cover his nose with a cloth to reduce the impact of cold air. Jun Moxian is very smart, he didn't run on the street, but ran in a sparsely populated place, otherwise he would definitely be arrested by the police when he ran around with a cloth on his face at night.

When he came back after running, Jun Moxian didn't have any strength, and he was so tired that he didn't even bother to open his mouth. Lie directly on the ground and fall asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Jun Moxian felt that his whole body was sore, but the homeless man still did not let him stop, but increased the amount of his training, the time of Zama walking was increased by twenty minutes, and the time of swimming was increased by five minutes, and the amount of running did not change, but it was changed to running on the river, the river embankment had a slope, and running on it was terrifying, but Jun Moxian did not dare to refuse, and ran carefully. Before going out, the homeless man gloated and said: "Little beggar, the road is slippery in the dark, be careful not to fall into the river, this cold winter, no one can pick you up if you fall in." Jun Moxian rolled his eyes, covered his face with a cloth on his face, and went out without looking back.

Jun Moxian began to run very carefully on the embankment, because the slope was steep, just standing on it was afraid that he would fall, so he just walked carefully, and when he got to the back, he became familiar with the feeling above and began to accelerate, but the body would have inertia when he ran, so he still fell down several times, and he wiped the blood on his body at will, and climbed the embankment to continue running, he knew that learning kung fu would suffer a lot, but the last thing he was afraid of was to endure hardship, no matter how uncomfortable he was, he had to persevere, after all, Mo Chou was still waiting for him. Slowly, he rolled down the embankment less often, and gradually mastered the feeling of being on the embankment, and was able to accelerate slowly, but it was still far from the speed of running on flat ground.

Jun Moxian came down from the river embankment exhausted, and stepped on the ground to produce an unreal feeling. At this time, his clothes were already in tatters, and the broken wounds did not bleed anymore, so he washed his face in the lake and limped into the bridge hole. Fortunately, he was a little beggar, and he was often injured in tatters, so he didn't mind this little thing. Back in the bridge cave, the homeless man was still drinking leisurely, and looked at Jun Moxian and said with a playful face: "Yo, little beggar, hang the lottery, how is it, does it hurt to fall?" It doesn't matter, it will hurt even more when you go into the water tomorrow." Jun Moxian rolled his eyes, ignored the old beggar, walked to the corner and picked up the pinyin sheet music and slowly memorized it. With his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, he slowly fell asleep, and there was still a sentence in his sleep with the phonetic transcription on his back. The homeless man sighed helplessly, took off his clothes and covered Jun Moxian, and then quietly looked at the night outside the bridge and cave alone.

As soon as Jun Moxian opened his eyes, he started a new day's training task, and the homeless man was not vague about him, and he kept increasing his training volume. The time of Zamabu was increased to three hours, Jun Moxian was sweating like rain, so he had to bite his gums, as soon as the three hours arrived, the whole person fainted directly, and the homeless man looked at Jun Moxian with great appreciation and said: "That's the amount, the kid can, be so cruel to yourself, don't worry about whether you can learn." As soon as Jun Moxian woke up, the homeless man said with a straight face: "Get into the lake, you have been asleep for a long time." Jun Mowu didn't dare to slack off, and dragged his tired body into the water again. At night, I still have to go to the river embankment to run, but the running time has been increased to three hours, and the homeless man has sprinkled a lot of sand on the river embankment, Jun Mo is worried about slipping when he stands on it, but Jun Mo is patient and gritting his teeth and walking on it, from slow walking to normal walking, and then running slowly, there are more and more abrasions on his body, but his pace is getting lighter and lighter, although there are many wounds on his body, his body is gradually solid.

Jun Moxian persevered painfully and happily every day, and the days passed day by day in such torment, Jun Moxian jumped off the embankment, looked at the lights of the thousands of homes outside, wiped the sweat on his face, and sighed: "Chinese New Year's Eve is coming, how are you doing?"

Thousands of miles away, there was a child in the window of a room who looked at the lights outside and was stunned, I don't know what the child remembered suddenly grinned, saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth to the placket, as if he remembered that someone was not there, and immediately wiped the saliva on the placket with a serious face, raised his head and looked at the light outside the window.