Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Zhang Xingwang arrived at his aunt's house before dark. Seeing that the gate was not closed, he went in directly. After knocking on the door, he found that his aunt's family was there, having dinner. Except for his uncle, everyone was very happy to see him.

Under the attack of several candies from Zhang Xingwang, the cousin snatched the steamed bun from her father's hands without hesitation and handed it to Zhang Xingwang, saying that her brother must be very hungry and let him eat first.

The hungry Zhang Xingwang accepted the food from his cousin with a smile, and said that his cousin was really sensible. He rewarded her with a bag of snacks, and then took out a plate of cooked wild boar meat from the sack behind him and handed it to his aunt and cousin, indicating that they could share it.

Looking at the helpless and furious look of his aunt-in-law and his uncle-in-law, Zhang Xingwang explained:

"I came here to visit for one night and will leave tomorrow.

Um... come back the day after tomorrow."

My brother-in-law was frantically recalling whether he had done anything that could easily make him fall recently, but when he heard the words "stay for one night", he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then he heard Zhang Xingwang add, "Come again the day after tomorrow." The muscles in his face didn't change as fast as his brain, and his mouth and eyes suddenly became crooked as if he had a stroke.

He happened to be sitting opposite his cousin. When his cousin saw her father's expression, she thought there was a monster behind her. She was so scared that she jumped up and cried, and it took her a long time to recover.

My aunt even gave my uncle a reproachful look, which frightened him so much that he almost ran away. I was thinking, haven't I behaved well recently?

It's ok that your nephew breathes heavily when he speaks, but you're adding to the trouble. Didn't you see that your nephew just put his hands behind his back? God knows how he understood your look.

Zhang Xingwang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the family seemed to be relatively normal. However, his back felt a little itchy, so he scratched it and continued eating.

But he didn't notice that his cousin, who had been staring at his hand since he came in, nodded imperceptibly at Zhang Xingwang's tickling technique, and then showed an expression that said, "I can do it if I try."

After finishing his meal, Zhang Xingwang continued on his way to Old Man Zhang's house. When Old Man Zhang opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of money coming towards him.

Then he observed Zhang Xingwang carefully and became very interested in his health. He kept asking him about his recent meals and medications. He enthusiastically asked him if he wanted to learn his semi-finished skills, and said that his skills were much cheaper than his master's.

Zhang Xingwang quickly said that he had not yet mastered the previous "secret trick", and in the disappointed eyes of Zhang Laohan, he said that he was more focused and would not consider his own tricks, and asked him not to mention it in the future. It was just that the herbs were used up, and he wanted to ask him to prepare some more.

Zhang Xingwang had no other choice. He didn't dare ask the pharmacy to prepare such a magical prescription directly. He didn't know how to soak the herbs or boil them. When he bought the house before, he had a headache listening to Old Man Zhang talk about the details and order of decocting the medicine.

As a result, the other party continued to talk about a lot of things like the coordination of civil and military fires and the time of brewing, the replacement of several uncommon herbs and the required years and so on.

After listening to this, Zhang Xingwang no longer had a headache and immediately gave up the idea of ​​decocting medicine. It would be more comfortable to come and get the medicine once every one or two months. As for the messy things that the old man Zhang said, he just wrote them down and threw them into the space together with the prescription to collect dust, just in case.

However, Zhang Xingwang still had a vague feeling that the cost of making medicine did not need to be as exaggerated as Old Man Zhang said. Maybe he wanted to make some money. Anyway, he did not need this little money. After asking about the prescription, he estimated that the cost was only about 7 cents, so he just let Old Man Zhang do it.

It is estimated that if Old Man Zhang had not made medicine for himself, he would not be able to afford several meals. After all, he has to eat some meat, which is quite expensive.

This time, he left 30 yuan and asked for 30 prescriptions. It was not because he didn't want to buy more, but mainly because the old man didn't have that much in stock. He asked Zhang, who was counting the money carefully,

"Why is it that my body can never keep up with my brain when it comes to that special move? I've already thought about where to hit, but my arms are always a beat slower?"

After hearing this, Old Man Zhang stopped counting the money and laughed at Zhang Xingwang who was puzzled:

"It's not that easy. This move won't work just by relying on the brain. You need to fight more, or practice to make your body react subconsciously. It will be considered a small success when the body and brain reach a balance."

"So that's why you got into fights so often when you were young? How long does it take to practice this move?"

"Fighting is purely my personal hobby. As for how long it will take to practice, my master didn't succeed anyway, and I've only been practicing for less than 30 years. If I had a bad memory, I think I would still have a chance to succeed."

Zhang Xingwang grimaced when he heard this. He thought, "You've been talking for a long time, but you haven't been able to practice it in two generations. Why does it sound more and more unreliable?" He decisively greeted Old Man Zhang in his heart, then turned around and left without staying for even a second.

When he returned to his aunt's house, the mother and her two children were still waiting for him and hadn't gone to bed yet. It was said that his uncle was very sleepy after he went out, so he went to bed early. While sleeping, he kept talking to himself, saying "I'm too tired today" and "I want to sleep until dawn, don't wake me up" and so on.

Zhang Xingwang asked his aunt curiously, didn't his uncle say he would talk to him this time? His aunt replied:

"After dinner, your uncle asked me how he was doing recently. I told him to keep looking back and then he became too sleepy."

Looking at his aunt's calm face, Zhang Xingwang felt a sense of accomplishment. He didn't know what to say to his aunt, so he called his cousin beside him to go back to sleep.

After arriving at his cousin's room, Zhang Xingwang asked casually, seeing that his cousin had no intention of sleeping but looked expectant:

"You have something to tell me?"

The cousin replied to Zhang Xingwang with a serious face:

"Brother, I have friends. Three of them. I'll call them over to show you tomorrow at noon."

Zhang Xingwang then remembered what he had promised his cousin, but he had to leave tomorrow morning and would not have time to watch it. He could only ask his cousin to call him the day after tomorrow. Then he fulfilled his promise to his cousin, and then his cousin lay down contentedly and prepared to go to sleep.

Who would have thought that this cousin who was so frugal with words in front of outsiders would be like a little boy who got a toy in front of Zhang Xingwang. After lying down, he chattered a lot to him.

When she was in high spirits, she got off the kang and performed a familiar set of turtle punches for him in the room. After finally persuading him to lie on the kang for a while, she told him about school and trivial things in life.

It also made Zhang Xingwang feel that at least his cousin now didn't seem to have any psychological problems. On the contrary, he was a little too lively. He didn't realize that he had a talent for talking.

But Master Zhang, who had been running all day, was so tired and sleepy that he could only respond to his cousin in a perfunctory manner. Then he fell asleep amid his cousin's nagging.