Chapter 151: Kuwaumi Daily Life (1)

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The bell of Xiaoshengxianzhuang was a little vague when it was heard from far away, or the person who woke up was afraid that it would be inaudible.
He used to live in the neighborhood, and everyone knows that this bell signifies that Confucianism is about to start reading early. The so-called day is in the morning, and most of the Confucian disciples learn to study the writing in the morning. Only the shooting and imperial methods similar to the active body will be arranged in the afternoon.
Moreover, there is no such thing as a scientific expedition. During this period, the Confucian disciples' learning was not as compact as that of later generations, such as hard study in cold windows, and it would not appear in this era.
Especially living in a fairyland-like place like Xiaoshengxianzhuang, even every meal is delivered from the foot of the mountain.
Not far from Xiaoshengxianzhuang, there is a house. One of them is a courtyard. Unlike other families who often follow the life rhythm of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Zhong Jing has started to work away from home. At this time, the smoke rises.
In a room on the second floor of the house looking towards the sea, Jingyu awakened from the state of cross-legged exercise. He did not practice his internal skills all night, but he would practice one hour in the morning. This is the end of cultivation, it is time to go downstairs to eat.
This kind of living habit, to a certain extent, also determines the start time of Jingyu's house, especially in the house of only four people.
Xue Nu and Qing Er should have one person who will stay asleep next to Xiao Zou at night, so as not to enter this new environment, she will be afraid to sleep alone. The other woman who slept with him, no matter who, would serve him when he got up and change his clothes and make up before she would take care of herself. If Qing'er is dressed, she will go to the kitchen to be busy; if she is Xue Nu, she will take Xiao Zuo to practice dancing.
The building in the house has two floors, one floor can almost be regarded as a passway, most of which are occupied by the central hall. When Jingyu went downstairs, he saw two big and one small dance goblins spinning in a graceful dance posture, seeming to end slowly.
There is no music here, purely rely on the sense of Xue Nu dance to grasp the rhythm. Compared to her, although Xiaozuo's movements are not bad, the fluency and expressiveness are a little weaker. However, for her eight-year-old age, Xue Nu has already praised her greatly.
Jingyu applauded for them, Xiao Xiao got up and ran over, "Brother, people can finally follow the sister Xue Xue completely." She said with some pride, the words were inevitably interrupted several times because of the unresolved gasp.
Jingyu took a clean white towel from the side table and wiped the sweat on his forehead for Xiaoyu.
"That's really great," he exclaimed generously.
Before Xiaoqiu followed Chilian to leave the hospital, he had learned the whole set of movements and was able to jump down on his own. However, it is still difficult for her to keep her up to the pace of Xue Nu. Unexpectedly, it was only half a month before she could do it.
Xue Nu came over, "I'm also a little surprised, this child really worked hard." In her view, that was no longer able to be summed up. She glanced at Xiaoyu and looked up at Jingyu's eyes with the simplest happiness in it. , Just because of his praise.
"Hee hee, in a few days, they will show to her brother." Her pink face was so charming and charming, she took the snow girl's hand, "Sister, you take Xiaozuo to change clothes. After eating, We have to go to class with Grandpa Beard."
Xue Nu smiled and nodded her little nose, "That's a teacher, where is Grandpa Beard."
auzw.com "Hey, hi, people feel that Grandpa screams a little."
"I heard that the master is very strict. You are so careful of him and give you some punishment."
"Not really."
Two people, one big and one small, have a sweet voice, a Tibetan, a glutinous, and a crisp, crispy, crispy, crispy, crispy, crispy, crispy, crispy, and crispy. To be sure, these two are ghost spirits, and that naughty is indispensable.
Jingyu walked to the wooden table on the side of the hall higher than the wooden floor. There was a table on which some small dishes had been placed. Qing'er is still busy in the kitchen, where he can't get in, otherwise even Qing'er who has been listening to him will invite him out very sternly. After so many years with her, she no longer panicked and said that it was The place where the next man stays, he young master should not be treated like that.
Jingyu sat cross-legged and poured himself a glass of wine. Picking up the sterling silver chopsticks with beautiful patterns and anti-slip, I took a bite of the dish and sent it to the mouth. The scent that originally wandered only at the end of the nose finally entered the mouth and entered the abdomen after chewing.
Soon after, Qing'er brought up some dishes. About because it was morning, most of the dishes she made were refreshing but not greasy, which increased people's appetite.
Xue Nu and Xiao Zuo who changed into men's clothes also came back. A table for four people started the formal breakfast.
On the mountain road of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, two people came face to face. One of them is a fat man with big waist and a round waist, and the other is on the side of his two steps, holding a food box in his hand to see her slightly sideways. The food box obviously still has unclear weight.
"Ding dispensers, what's wrong with this?" Jingyu, who took Xiaoyu to Xunzi, saw them and couldn't help but pointed to the food box and asked with a smile: "Are Confucians still dissatisfied with your cooking?"
"Hey, don't mention it." Ding Fatzi's expression with a lack of desire to speak, when he looked at Xiaoyu, he was stunned. "Oh, I heard that Chu Keke is a twin, I didn't expect it to be like it. ". He reacted in time and choked himself.
Jingyu smiled and didn't answer, but instead looked at the young man named Shi Lan and said, "It would be more burdensome and inconvenient for her to mention going down the mountain like this. It would be better to deal with it nearby. "
"This" Fatty Man shrugged, "Shi Lan said she kept useful."
Jingyu also noticed that Shilan's hand holding the food box tightened clearly when he just said those two sentences. This made him interested. In the end, what did the girl in a man's costume do with some food that had been spilled on the ground?
"Dragon Master, I won't talk to you anymore. Confucianism is still waiting for me to do it for them again." Ding Fatzi said goodbye to leave, and muttered while walking in his mouth. Nothing else, just run up and down for this."
Jingyu never stops him, and his attention is also on Shi Lan's body. However, the girl never glanced at him this time and did not know why. After Ding Fatty and Shi Lan walked away, Xiaoyu pulled his hand and whispered:
"Brother, just now that sister has been looking at others, won't you see the disguise of others?"
Jingyu stayed for a while, "shouldn't it?"
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