[Comprehensive] Master is as beautiful as a picture

The night is quiet and the lights flicker.

The little girl was lying on the table and frowning and reading the scriptures, while the man beside him was sitting upright reading a book.

Turning over a page of the book, he glanced at the girl out of the corner of his eye, and said calmly, "It's good to sit down."

Qin Jing immediately straightened his waist, tugged on Zi Yin's sleeve and said, "Master, do you want to starve such a cute baby disciple like you to death?"

Ziyin frowned, put down the book in his hand, turned his face away, and said softly: "How many times have you read it?"

Qin Jing pursed his mouth, closed the book in his hand in displeasure, put it heavily on the table, raised his head and said, "I don't remember clearly."

This is not happy?

Zi Yin shook his head helplessly and said: "None of the words were read correctly."

"But I really don't recognize them." Qin Jing picked up the books on the table and pointed to the words with his short little fingers.

Ever since Qin Jing simply said that he was illiterate, Ziyin had nothing to do with her, so he could only patiently teach her how to read. After reciting the "Meditation Mantra" for more than a hundred times, he asked her again if she could read.

Qin Jing counted with his fingers on the side, suddenly rejoiced: "Master is so kind, help me finish reading."

"Don't mess around!" Only then did Ziyin realize what the little apprentice said.

Zi Yin has never seen such a rambunctious child at such an age. She would go to the house to uncover tiles, climb trees to pick fruits, and once almost went to fish in the pond. Now it is such a cold day. Chizhong is alright, thinking that Lingyue wasn't playing around like this when he was young, it's really frustrating.

"But I'm really hungry." Qin Jing thrust his head into Ziyin's arms, rubbing left and right.

Master smells so good.

Zi Yin's heart sank, she mistook him for his mother and wanted to take off his clothes and drink milk, she still remembered, so she quickly picked him up and moved him to the side.

Although it was to punish her not to eat dinner, he still couldn't bear the fact that she was really hungry, so he stood up and said, "Just wait, I will get you some food for the teacher, don't run around."

Qin Jing nodded obediently, and waved his little hand. After confirming that Zi Yin had really left the house, he rolled his eyes around, grinned, and rolled up his little sleeves with small dimples floating on his round face. Stand up and walk to a row of bookshelves...

Ziyin walked slowly to the dining hall, where the cook was still cleaning the pots and pans.

"Elder... Elder, why did you come to the dining hall?" The female cook was surprised, she had heard about the sword-wielding elder Bigu for hundreds of years, and had never seen him come to the dining hall, what happened today?

"Go ahead, don't worry about me." Ziyin said calmly, looking for some ingredients on his own, but he didn't know what to do with the ingredients. He hasn't done these things for a hundred years, and now he doesn't even know how to cook noodles. He started.

The female chef saw at a glance that Ziyin definitely didn't know how to do this, so she stood up and went over to show her hospitality and said, "Elder, I'll do it."

"Thank you." Zi Yin thanked her softly, the female cook was flattered and worked harder to cook the noodles.

The female chef's mind was full of thoughts, and she secretly rejoiced that the elder holding the sword actually ate the noodles she made. This picture must be extremely beautiful.

But at this moment, Qin Jing moved a small bench, stepped on the stool, groped on tiptoe, pulled out a book, looked at the title and didn't dare to be interested, so he threw it away. Books are so overcrowded that there is not even a place to stay.

He kicked the stool, lay down on the ground and continued to grope for the books on the bottom layer. It seemed that these books had not been touched for some years, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated.

A shiny book appeared in front of his eyes, Qin Jing turned a page and was about to throw it away, but Zi Yin pushed the door open and saw her stuck in the pile of books.

Qin Jing was startled and covered the book in his hand against his face, and muttered softly, "I didn't see it, I didn't see it..."

Looking at the books all over the floor, Zi Yin dragged her out expressionlessly.

Qin Jing lowered his head to admit his mistake, the book in his hand was not loose yet, Ziyin glanced at the title of the book, his originally indifferent face turned red and then pale, he pulled the book in her hand and said: "This book is not allowed to be read. "

"Master can read it, why can't I read it!" Qin Jing jumped on his short legs and raised his hands to grab the book in Ziyin's hand in disbelief.

Zi Yin was quite helpless, but still said very calmly: "You are still young."

"That means that when I grow up, I can read it." Qin Jing pointed to the book that Zi Yin was clutching tightly.

Ziyin didn't know how to answer her, moved his face to her, changed the subject and said: "Aren't you hungry?

Qin Jing carried the bowl with joy and walked to the table.

Zi Yin looked at the books all over the place, and could only pick them up and put them on the shelf, and then put the book he brought from Qin Jing back to its original place, on which were written the words "Su-Nv-Jing" , no wonder Ziyin was at a loss for words.

Qin Jing frowned, pinching the chopsticks and couldn't roll them up, the smooth noodles slipped down, she stared at the noodles but couldn't eat them, she burst into tears: "Master, it doesn't listen to me .”

The voice was choked and a little crying, which made people feel distressed.

Ziyin is still extremely patient. If he were his father Qin Shou today, he would definitely chase him all over the mountain. Imagine Qin Shou chasing him with the soles of his shoes, and he would shout: "You Damn girl!"

It's a pity that Ziyin is not as temperamental as Qin Shou, otherwise the whole Tianyong City would be lively.

Qin Jing didn't know how to use chopsticks, so Ziyin had to feed her mouthful.

It's not easy to raise a baby these days, why is it quite easy to raise Lingyue, but Ziyin must be confused, this Lingyue is so serious, thinking that he would not do unthinkable things when he was young, he must be He listened to Ziyin's words very much.But Qin Jing never did any serious business when he grew up, let alone when he was a child, the gap between the two cannot be explained clearly by just one point or two.

When he was almost done eating, Qin Jing patted his stomach, shook his head and said, "I want to eat meat next time!"

"Okay, continue reading after eating." Ziyin handed the book to her.

Qin Jing took the book with great reluctance: "Good Master, can you read it again tomorrow?" The soft voice deliberately lengthened the ending, and she jumped on it again while speaking.

"Don't be coquettish, get up early tomorrow to meditate and practice kung fu." No matter how coquettish Qin Jing was, Zi Yin was still unmoved, and he didn't even show a smile under his cold face.

Seeing that this didn't work, Qin Jing squeezed out two tears from his moist eyes, and choked up, "Can I not get up early?"

He was talking well, why did he cry again, but he still hardened his heart: "I can't..."

This woman is born to cry and fuss, how could this Ziyin understand!

If she doesn't improve her cultivation, after 49 days, although she can recover her mind, she may still be in this child's figure.

"Then I'm going to sleep with Master tonight." Since reading scriptures and practicing kung fu is unavoidable, there must be some other benefits.

Zi Yin pulled her away and said coldly: "Go back to your own room and sleep."

Qin Jing stretched his arms around Ziyin's waist, and said coquettishly, "I'm just a child, I know that my sister can't protect me, good master, I can't sleep without you by my side, you are my little honey, I'm afraid of melting in my mouth, but I'm afraid of melting in my hands, I think it's just right to hold you like this."

"You won't be afraid of melting if you hold it?" Zi Yin replied naturally, and when he came back to his senses, his expression changed slightly: "Who taught you to say these words?"

How could a five-year-old say such things!

Ziyin moved her feet and found a booklet on the ground. She picked it up and flipped through a few pages. This was Qin Jing's favorite story book in the past, and there was a sentence in it.

"Didn't you say you couldn't read?"

"Is there?" Qin Jing rolled his dark eyes and refused to admit it.

The author has something to say: The mirror is so cute and invincible, it’s out of my hands every time I read romance novels, I will be caught (⊙o⊙)