Children's smashing guide [Comprehensive base three]

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Zhaoer is already five years old. Wuyin dotes on Xiao Zhaoer very much, and every time she sees Zhaoer gets sick, she wants to replace her with her own body.But how is this possible, I can only pay attention to my diet and clothing, take exercise, take a medicinal bath, etc.

Unfortunately, Zhao'er fell ill again, Wuyin prepared the medicine and prepared to feed it to Zhao'er, Zhao'er blushed and sniffled: "Daddy, I don't want to take the medicine."

Wuyin lowered his eyes, he also didn't want Zhao'er to drink the medicine, the medicine was three-point poisonous, although the medicine he prescribed was much better in terms of his medical skills, but it still couldn't change the pros and cons of the medicine.But it’s not enough not to drink the medicine, Zhaoer dislikes the medicine too bitter, he has tried his best to make the medicine taste better, alas.

"Zhaoer, how can you get better if you don't drink the disease? Don't you still want to hang out with daddy?" Wuyin handed the bowl full of medicinal juice to Zhaoer, and the strong smell of medicine permeated Zhaoer's side.

Zhao'er leaned over and took a sip of the silently blown cold concoction, then quickly hid in the bed: "I don't want to drink it, it's so bitter/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~."

"Zhaoer, be obedient, come and drink the medicine." Wuyin gently pushed the quilt, but Zhaoer refused to come out.

Wuyin saw that he refused to come out, frowned slightly, how could he do without taking the medicine, so he pulled out Zhaoer: "Zhaoer, take the medicine."

Zhao'er waved her little hand: "Father, I don't want to drink medicine."

Accidentally, his little hand touched the bowl. Although Wu Yin didn't let the bowl fall to the ground and smashed it, the steaming hot concoction inside spilled on his hand, and his hand was scalded red, and the burning pain hit fiercely.

Zhao'er was stunned, seeing his father's white hands being burned red and red, he felt guilty for a while: "Daddy, I'm sorry."

Wuyin's hands trembled and touched Zhao'er's head: "Don't be self-willed anymore, the medicine has been spilled, how can Daddy cook another portion for you?"

Zhao'er sat on the bed and watched Wuyin leave in a hurry, her eyes were red, he just hurt her daddy, daddy must be in so much pain.

Wuyin poured cold water on the burnt area, and the burning pain still persisted. This pain was nothing to him, but he was a little unhappy.After flushing for a while, he wiped it clean, then smeared the wound with ointment and bandaged it with a breathable cloth. After fixing his wound, he went to boil another dose of medicine.

After the medicine was ready, Wu Yin held it with the other unburned hand, and Zhao'er sat on the bed obediently.When he heard the footsteps, he turned around and saw the bandaged cloth on Wuyin's hand. He flattened his mouth, because he was too willful to hurt his father.Wuyin sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoon with his injured hand and blew it gently, and passed it to Zhao'er's mouth after seeing that the temperature was about the same, Zhao'er said, "Daddy, I'll do it myself."

After speaking, he glanced at Wuyin's hand, and Wuyin carefully blew the concoction in the bowl, and handed it to Zhao'er after checking that the temperature was not too hot: "Don't burn it."

Zhao'er held the bowl and took a sip, but it was still a little hot, so she stopped to blow on herself, and then drank the medicine all at once.

Wuyin patted Zhaoer's head lightly: "Take a good rest after drinking the medicine."

Zhao'er lay down and covered herself with the quilt and nodded.

After packing up his things, Wuyin came to the study room and paced around. In an instant, he finished and took out a notebook. On the cover of the notebook was written "Zhaoer's Growth".He opened the book and it was full of pictures, all of which were him and Zhao'er. He turned to a blank page, picked up the pen and started to draw again. What he drew was the scene in the room just now.

Not long after, Zhao'er recovered from his illness, and Wuyin continued to teach him martial arts and writing. He grabbed Zhao'er's hand and wrote some words, and then began to teach. Zhao'er suddenly pointed to a word and asked: "Daddy, What is a hero? Dad told me about a hero before."

Wuyin was stunned for a moment, but this posed a difficult problem for him, a chivalrous man, what is a chivalrous man, he pondered.

After a long time, he curled his mouth and wrote a big chivalrous character on the paper: "Zhaoer, look, can you see a lot of human characters when you take the chivalrous character apart?"

Zhao'er looked at it carefully and exclaimed excitedly: "There are really a lot of characters."

"The left side of this character is a character "person", which indicates a person's behavior; and the right side is a character "clamp", which means a big man with two small people, which means: a powerful person helps Weak people."

Zhao'er nodded half-understood: "Then I will be a hero in the future, to help the weak."

Wu Yin smiled: "You are young and ambitious, but if you want to be able to help others, you must first have this ability yourself."

"Then how do I have this ability?"

"Of course you have to study hard first."

Zhao'er patted her chest: "I will definitely study hard."

Wuyin patted Zhaoer's head: "I see you like chivalrous characters so much, so let's learn from chivalrous characters."

Zhao'er swung her short legs and rested her chin: "Daddy, those heroes who rob the rich and give to the poor are really amazing."

Wuyin shook his head, Zhao'er was puzzled, Wuyin explained: "How many people they can save in this way, they only saved a few people, and they also violated the law, there are no rules, and there is no way around, although they are out of good intentions. , they can only be the little ones."

"What about the great hero?"

"A great hero, for the country and for the people..." Wuyin said a lot, he didn't expect that just a casual remark planted a seed in Xiao Zhanzhao's heart, which slowly grew and germinated.

Xiao Zhanzhao likes to practice martial arts very much. After practicing martial arts, he was asked to read a book. He was a little unhappy, and Wuyin said with a dark face, "Read a book."

Zhao'er shook her head vigorously: "No, I'll be good at martial arts, what's the use of reading so many books."

Silent scolded: "You Guangwu don't read books, and you are only a man. There are endless treasures in the book, which will benefit people a lot. It can make you have wisdom. Wisdom is more important than martial arts. A wise person has thoughtfulness. I have thought that I will not be fooled as easily as a person with strong limbs and a simple mind. A person with wisdom is far more powerful than a person with high martial arts. A person with high martial arts can use his own martial arts to protect himself, but a person with Even if a wise person does not have martial arts, he can still rely on many other things to protect himself, and they have thousands of ways."

Zhao'er was taken aback, Daddy had never been so fierce before, he was extremely wronged: "Daddy."

Hmph, no matter how wronged you are, Wuyin is really angry, and it is absolutely impossible not to read a book.Although Zhao'er is smart, if she doesn't raise her well, she's just a little cleverness, and it's not worth mentioning. She doesn't know how she will be cheated to death in the future. She might be sold by others and still count the money for others, or she might leave Go astray.

"You have to study hard for me, otherwise I'd rather not teach you any martial arts." Wuyin walked away, "Think about it carefully."

Zhao'er angrily threw the wooden sword in her hand on the ground: "If you don't learn, you don't learn."

Wu Yin's face changed drastically, and he was very ugly. He picked up the wooden sword on the ground, gathered his internal strength and directly broke the wooden sword at the waist: "You said that."

With tears in his eyes, Zhao'er picked up the broken wooden sword and wanted to put it back together, but the middle was completely shattered and could not be put together anymore. This is the wooden sword that his father cut for him. , his favorite wooden sword, woo woo~~~~(>_<)~~~~.

Wuyin returned to the room and calmed down a bit. Did he get too angry with Zhao'er just now?At the beginning, Axue never asked herself to worry too much, as long as she asked, she would do it seriously. Compared with Axue, Zhaoer was actually more like a child. Did she ask too much? Do the same.

The child's heart is actually very sensitive and fragile, so I will not hurt Zhao'er too much.

After thinking a lot, he couldn't help but sigh with his forehead in silence, because he was still too impatient.Zhaoer is still a child, so I can teach him slowly. I lost my temper directly at him, broke his wooden sword and left him there alone. I was really wrong. Will Zhaoer not forgive him?

With trepidation, Wuyin came to the place just now but found that Zhaoer was no longer there.Wu Yin became anxious, the child wouldn't be angry with him and ran out, he was still so young, nothing would happen to him, he was too much at the time, how could he leave the child outside alone.

Wuyin hurriedly searched the house, and finally found Zhao'er in the tool room, only to see Zhao'er sobbing, trying to stick paste on the wooden sword.

Wuyin went directly to hold Zhao'er in his arms: "Zhao'er, Dad just made a mistake and shouldn't be so angry with you."

Zhao'er choked with sobs and beat Wuyin with her small fleshy hands: "Daddy, the wooden sword is broken."

"Daddy will cut another one for you."

Zhao'er lay on Wuyin's shoulder and said, "I want exactly the same."

"Okay, it's the same." Wuyin wiped the tears from the corners of Zhao'er's eyes with his fingers like green onions, "Manly man, why don't you cry at every turn."

Zhao'er wiped away tears by herself: "Zhao'er is a man, don't cry."

After a few days, Wuyin handed the re-sharpened wooden sword to Zhao'er. Zhao'er was so happy that he held it and began to gesture. Seeing Zhao'er's little bun showing a bright smile again, Wuyin felt a sense of relief in his heart. Very happy.

Wuyin decided not to be in such a rush about learning, take it slowly, maybe I can take Zhaoer out to play for a while recently, sometimes learning does not have to be through books, playing middle school is also very good.

The next day, Wuyin took Zhao'er out to play. On the way, he met children from a nearby family. The children went to play together, and the poor Wuyin was abandoned.It doesn't matter if there is no sound. Anyway, this time I mainly come out to play, and learning is secondary. Just have fun.

Xiao Zhaoer was playing with those children, and when they were playing, the children asked, "Xiao Zhao, is that your father?" They pointed to Wu Yin not far away.

Zhao'er nodded, and they clapped their hands and smiled: "Xiao Zhao, your father looks so good-looking, just like the fairy that adults say."

"Immortal?" Zhao'er didn't know many immortals, but the one who heard more was Chang'e sister, so he formed this equation in his mind, father = immortal, immortal = elder sister Chang'e, daddy = elder sister Chang'e? !

Zhao'er was in a mess, and the children said again: "Xiao Zhao, where's your mother, why didn't you come out with your father?"

A little boy said to the girl who just asked: "You are so stupid, you must be at home. My mother never goes out with my father and always stays at home."

Zhao'er lowered her eyes: "I heard from my father that my mother is dead."

The children looked at Zhao'er with pitiful eyes: "Xiao Zhao is so pitiful, she has no mother."

Suddenly a little girl stopped Zhao'er: "Xiao Zhao, your father is so good-looking, so many girls must like it. Your mother is dead. If your father gets married again, it will be hard for you."

Zhao'er patted her head: "I don't understand."

The tall boy pointed to the girl who had just spoken to Zhao'er and said, "Her mother died too, and later her father married another girl, and that girl never treated her well, and sometimes beat her. .”

"!" Zhao'er heard this, her heart pounding, wondering if her father would marry a woman and come back to beat him.

"Let's continue playing." The friends stopped talking about this matter, and continued playing with Zhao'er.

Wuyin is in a daze not far away, his cute n(*≧▽≦*)n son is playing with his friends now, and he is an adult and has no one to accompany him, alas, boring.

It was almost time for lunch, Wuyin walked over and called Zhaoer: "Zhaoer, it's getting late, Daddy will take you to eat delicious food."

Zhao'er bid farewell to a few friends and followed Wuyin. Zhao'er held Wuyin's hand, looked up at Wuyin and said childishly, "Daddy looks so good-looking."

"..." Wuyin was stunned, why did his son suddenly pay attention to his appearance, "Cough, you shouldn't use good-looking to praise a man."

Zhao'er frowned: "But just now they said that Daddy is very good-looking, like sister Chang'e."

Sister Chang'e!Sister Chang'e!Wuyin was messed up by his son's words. He was a big man and was praised for sister Chang'e. He should cry or laugh. How can children use metaphors indiscriminately? Unfortunately, he didn't know that his son added the image of sister Chang'e himself.

Suddenly Zhao'er was unhappy, he suddenly remembered what his little friend said just now, he drooped his head, listless, Wu Yin found out and asked: "What's wrong with Zhao'er?"

Zhao'er said intermittently: "Father, father, you, can you, don't, marry again."

Wuyin said that he was wronged, he didn't want to marry again, he felt wronged and bitter: "Why did Zhaoer say that?"

Zhao'er said timidly: "They all said that my father would not want me if he married, and would beat me."

Heh, hit him, he is such a precious Zhaoer, how can he be willing, his little heart.

"Zhaoer, Daddy won't marry again, it's enough for Daddy to have Zhaoer."

Zhao'er's eyes became bright again: "Really, really?"

"Really, really, let's not talk about it, I will take Zhao'er to eat my favorite fish."

Zhaoer nodded vigorously and gestured: "Zhaoer wants to be this big."

"Okay, okay, this big."

Two people, one big and one small, walked on the street warmly, and the passers-by on the side felt envious when they saw it.

The author has something to say: the author Zha just came back from the hospital, I was already dead, the doctor gave me medicine, I drank the medicine when I came back, magji, it was so bitter,~~~~(>_<)~~~~ , I think I'm going to become Xiao Zhaoer.

In other words, there are really many people in the hospital recently, and many of them are children. I saw the little baby in my arms with a fever, and my heart ached. Hearing the baby's cry made me feel uncomfortable.

My plumbing bacteria are frozen!There is no water in the house, and my heart hurts to the limit. It is so cold, the cold penetrates into the bone marrow, and it is cold even wrapped in rice dumplings. I think I will definitely not want to get up from the bed tomorrow, but I have to take medicine, ==.

Alas, take care of yourself and don't get sick.