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When he closed the door and went to bed, Wangcai had already curled up under the bed and slept with his nose soaked with snot.

Musk took off his shirt and went to bed. After washing his face and feet with cold water, he still felt that his whole body was still a little warm. On the contrary, the more he slept, the hotter he became.

It really complies with the saying: A young man sleeping on a cool bed depends on his strength.

After lying in bed for about a while with a cup of tea, my nose felt hot, and a stream of nosebleed flowed out of my nose. I had no choice but to know a little about this emergency treatment method.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and tilted my head up, thinking that of course, I can't eat too much. Ginseng and Old Hen Soup is just a supplement.

After a while, I felt like nothing happened, so I got out of bed. For fear of waking my grandpa, I quietly took the small wooden basin I had just washed my feet in and carefully scooped out half of the basin of cold water. Then I turned around and returned to the hay shed where the horses were tied. I found a corner here and didn't pay much attention to washing my face. I took off my buttocks and took a cold shower, and then I felt refreshed.

After putting on my underwear and adding an armful of hay to the two horses, I quietly lay down on the bed, still feeling uneasy. I sat cross-legged and meditated, performing Qi exercises to let the ginseng medicine in my body dissolve before I let out a breath of turbid air.

There is no change in the sense of Qi sea in Dantian, and there is no use in meditating and practicing. Just go to bed. Although my body has strengthened, it is actually quite tiring after a day of hard work.

Cover yourself with a burlap blanket. The blanket smells like the sun and feels warm. It was like someone was humming a lullaby softly in my ears, and I fell asleep quickly.

In his sleep, Musk was in a misty mountain forest, as if he had been hit by a restraining spell, unable to move. A vague figure appeared in the dream, and a gentle voice sounded: "My child, are you back? Hey! You have grown so tall!"

Then another blurry figure appeared, and a male voice said, "Hahaha, he is indeed my son. I, Max, have been mediocre all my life, but my son has become an immortal. It's better to get a name. Kes, Kes. Hahaha." , it is indeed a good name that combines all my luck, a good name, a good name."

Another blurry figure appeared in the thick fog, "Gouwa, my dear grandson! You have joined that sect, and from now on you will be a high-ranking person. Come on, come on, let the grandma see if the child is there. Being bullied.”

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Gouwa just stood there, unable to move and could only roll his eyes. After a long time, the thick fog dissipated. The screen flashed and he appeared in a hospital. A middle-aged man was looking at an agreement. , the robot opposite was waiting for the middle-aged man’s decision.

"Mr. Ma, let me confirm with you again. There is only one free place, and the gender of the child is random. Are you sure you want to have an IVF baby?"

"I'm sure!" the middle-aged man said decisively.

"Okay, Mr. Ma. Detailed instructions on subsequent charges have been sent to your email. Please check and read."

"If there are no questions, please scan your iris and palmprint to confirm." The robot waited quietly for the middle-aged man to carefully read the instructions on the light screen, and then issued an emotionless and formulaic response voice.

The middle-aged man pressed his right palm on the center of the fingerprint scanner screen, then opened his eyes to the camera and waited for the scan.

"Didi, didi, the iris scan is completed and the palm print is confirmed successfully. To ensure the safety of personal property, please use the other palm to confirm again." The middle-aged man put his left hand on the fingerprint reader again.

"Didi Didi, the confirmation is successful, please come to our center to adopt a child in 280 days. The specific steps have been sent to your mailbox by email, please check and read, thank you!" the robot informed emotionlessly.

Then the screen flashed, and the middle-aged man came to the center again, still the robot receptionist.

The middle-aged man successfully adopted a baby boy from the in vitro fertilization culture center through DNA identification and matching from the rows of nano-glass culture vessels. He thought hard about naming the child after his idol: Musk.

The scene flashed again. Back at the residence, the middle-aged man holding the child was busy changing the child's diaper.

The scene flashed again, and the middle-aged man looked at the young child crawling on the smooth floor.

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Only then did Musk realize that he was actually a test-tube baby at Blue Star. No wonder there was no gentle mother in the memory fragments of his life, and only a nagging father in his memory.

Through the clips, the father who once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with a sword was gradually changed by reality.

Difficulties are difficult to pass, and late nights are difficult to stay up all night. In the adult world, no one heals his wounds late at night, rushes early in the morning, and it is useless to rely on anyone. In the end, he has to bear all the hardships alone.

I don’t know what will happen after my father, the only comfort in my life, disappears!

No time to think it through and figure it out. The screen flashed again, arriving at Majia Village, the scene of picking vegetables with a torch.

When I was picking vegetables next to the hut, I don't know why the torch ignited a little bit of thatch scattered on the ground. Fortunately, it started a palm-sized fire. I was so scared that I quickly stepped on it with my feet, but it couldn't be extinguished no matter how hard I stepped on it.

Just when I was sweating profusely in anxiety, a thought suddenly flashed in my mind, use water to kill it. What should I do if there is no water? Then use your ultimate move: Hush to extinguish the fire.

Another alarming thought flashed through me: I can't pee, I'm dreaming, I can't pee in a dream, I have to wake up quickly or I'm going to wet the bed.

The class representative said: Elderly people often tell children that if they play with fire during the day, they will wet the bed at night. In fact, there is no necessary relationship between playing with fire during the day and bedwetting while sleeping. It is mainly related to the fact that the functions of children's body organs have not yet been fully developed, their self-restraint awareness is not strong, or they drink too much water before going to bed. In addition, when playing with fire during the day, the cerebral cortex nerves are too excited, and the patient does not pee and urinate before getting on the bed. When he is tired from playing, he will fall asleep too deeply at night, and eventually wet the bed as he should.

Then Musk's consciousness returned and he woke up with a start. At this time, his lower abdomen was distended and painful, and the amount of accumulation in his bladder had reached the critical point of exploding. The penis for launch was already ready.

I quickly got up, my feet were bare, and I didn't even have time to put on my outer clothes. I opened the door in a few flashes, and then jumped up and down. I didn't even bother to go to the toilet in the backyard. I came to the corner where I took a bath at night and started peeing.

I emptied almost as much as the bowl of old hen soup I drank in the evening, and then I jumped up and down feeling refreshed. I added another armful of grass to the horse before returning to the room. I was really a bit awkward in terms of balance without wearing wind-chasing shoes. Too adaptable.

Wangcai, who was sleeping under the bed, didn't even open his eyelids. He just moved his little ears to indicate that he should go to bed early because he would have to get up early tomorrow.

Dreaming and urinating again, half the night has passed, and there is nothing to say in the rest of the night. The morning light is slightly bright, and Gouwa has been awakened by the biological clock early. At this moment, Wangcai is lying at the door of the room, yawning and squinting. He looked at where the little master was humming and dancing with his stick.

If you don't practice for one day, you will know. If you don't practice for three days, you will know. There is indeed no sense of coherence like before, and there is an obvious sense of stagnation.

After dancing for a while, I regained that feeling. Gradually, I started to use the long stick in my hand like an arm, and I started to move as I pleased.

Entering a state of selflessness, the sound of wind caused by the stick shadow became louder and denser.

Wangcai on the side stared nervously at his master with his big black eyes.

The little old man didn't know when he stood at the door of his room and quietly watched his precious grandson practicing martial arts diligently.

Although I don't know martial arts, it doesn't stop others from watching. Just like many parents in Blue Star, they start teaching piano, dance, art... to their children who have just entered kindergarten. It's the same thing. Although I don't understand it, it doesn't hinder my enthusiasm for sending my children to school.

As the saying goes: No matter how hard it is, the children cannot be hurt, no matter how poor the education is, we must never lose at the starting line.

God has arranged things that match each age group in life.

Childhood is about learning how to be a good person,

Childhood is about learning how to deal with things;

Youth learns to survive,

Middle age is about learning to give up,

Middle-aged and old people learn to cherish,

Old age is about learning to own,

Ancient times meant learning to be alone,

To know destiny is to learn to lie down...

Without exception, people of every age group will have something unique to that age group at that node, and it will be quietly waiting for you to learn it, never absent.