Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

Zhan Zhao's teaching method is exactly the same as that of his non-professional master. They are based on the principle that the master leads the door and the practice lies in the individual, basically relying on the apprentice's understanding to maintain the fragile master-disciple relationship.What's more, stick dance is not a real kung fu, he only taught Ah Lan how to hold a stick and how to exercise strength, and then demonstrated it casually, and let her practice on her own.For the sake of being a tender little girl, Zhan Zhao kindly added: "It's your first time dancing stick flowers, you'd better move slowly, if you move too fast, you will easily hit yourself. But no matter how slow you are, Sooner or later you will inadvertently hit yourself, don't be afraid, I have prepared medicated oil for you."

Alan watched Zhan Zhao's demonstration movements in the dim twilight, in fact, he just danced casually with the brow-level stick, and he still didn't come back to his senses at the moment.When Zhan Zhao said something, she responded, looking a little silly.

Zhan Zhao was a little lucky that he didn't really accept her as an apprentice, he didn't want a stupid apprentice.

Just now Ah Lan went in and out with a bucket and wiped the three huts spotless, like a virtuous little daughter-in-law.But Zhan Zhao was not really idle, he prepared some dry food and fruits for dinner, and boiled a pot of water on the fire, and put them all on the side of the pond so that Ah Lan could eat when he was hungry.When Alan was holding a stick and dancing flowers strangely, and knocked his calves, thighs and forehead from time to time, Zhan Zhao checked the three huts one by one.

The furniture in the bedroom is basically usable. Although there is only one bed, there are two sets of dishes and chopsticks.Zhan Zhao guessed that a couple lived here before, but felt that something was missing.Except for the tables, chairs and benches, the books in the house are still well preserved. Although some of them have been eaten by moths, there are still many books that can still be read.Zhan Zhao browsed through it, picked out a few easy-to-understand books, and planned to teach Alan how to read.

After all, from all aspects, A Lan is like a little hooligan who hasn't grown up yet.Although Zhan Zhao never heard her swearing at him in front of him, A Lan didn't care much about the cat, and always said rude things that girls shouldn't say.Zhan Zhao felt that if he kept this little thing by his side, the first thing she would have to change was to learn how those rough hooligans swear and fight.

It seems that there are many pots and pans in the kitchen that can be used, but there is not even firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea in the deep mountains and old forests. Probably these kitchen utensils are useless.But Alan still polished each of them to a bright spot.Even the stove is well-maintained.Most of the firewood and hay in the firewood room are useless due to damp, and agricultural tools such as shovels and hoes piled up on the ground have long since rusted and rotted.

This valley is already humid, not to mention it is midsummer, the rain is abundant, and the white mist rising from the valley can be seen from a distance.Zhan Zhao couldn't help wondering, what kind of a couple would abandon the world of mortals and come to live in such a dangerous place.

Fortunately, he and Ah Lan only stayed for a few days, and it was enough to have a place to live.Zhan Zhao walked around the three rooms, and when he went out, it was completely dark, and the soft and clear moonlight leaked from the mountains on both sides, illuminating the open space in front of the hut.

Alan is still practicing stick flower dance, and she has already danced well.Although the movements are not fast, they are smooth and beautiful, and they don't always hit themselves like in the beginning.

Zhan Zhao felt very satisfied. He taught Ah Lan to dance stick flowers tonight to see the little girl's understanding and roots. Now it seems that her talent is not bad.He couldn't help but began to search for some Jianghu women with martial arts biography and good character in his memory. He planned to take some time to send A Lan to learn art from a master seriously, and it would not be in vain for them to meet each other.

Seeing how smart she is, if she lays the foundation and learns it well, she may not be worse than the heroine Ding Yuehua from Mohua Village in Songjiang Prefecture.

At this time, Ah Lan suddenly saw Zhan Zhao standing behind her with his hands up and down, and couldn't help but feel very nervous. His hand lost his aim for a moment, and the dancing stick immediately wiped his forehead, causing her to let out an "oops" in pain.

Zhan Zhao: "..." Forget it, let's think about whether or not to send this girl out to embarrass her.

"En, benefactor..." Alan quickly put away the stick, looking at Zhan Zhao anxiously.

Zhan Zhao waved his hand casually, and said, "Don't call me En Gong, it sounds like trouble."

"Then what do you call it?" A-lan asked sincerely, thinking that he was not allowed to be called Master, so what else could he call it?

Zhan Zhao lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Then call me Uncle. I have a niece, who seems to be about the same age as you."

For some reason, Ah Lan was a little bit reluctant, and she said gruffly, "Can I not call you uncle? Or, I'll call you sir?"

Hearing this, Zhan Zhao inexplicably thought of Mr. Gongsun who was far away in Kaifeng, he couldn't help but smiled, and said, "I'm just a rough martial artist, and no one has ever called me Mr."

"You're so rude, it's the most, the worst I've ever seen." Ah Lan thought she was planning to flatter Zhan Zhao, but she didn't have much ink in her belly, and after being "most" for a long time, her face flushed and she could only say, "The most refined and clean person."

Zhan Zhao didn't take it seriously, and he didn't care much about a title, so he acquiesced to Ah Lan.After A Lan excitedly and carefully called out "Sir", she nodded her head appreciatively.Then he pointed to the things placed by the pond: "You have been busy all afternoon, you should eat something so that you can grow taller."

Alan didn't know why Zhan Zhao was so obsessed with the matter of "growing taller". She knew that ordinary people only had two meals a day, and she was even hungry and full, so she dared to eat at night.However, Zhan Zhao's eyes didn't look like a joke, and she really felt hungry, so she ate the dry food with water, and ate a fruit the size of a baby's fist.

Zhan Zhao saw that she had finished eating, so he took out a small bottle from his arms and handed it over: "This is medicated oil, pour it on the palm of your hand and rub it to warm it up, rub it on the bruised area, sleep overnight and it will be fine."

Alan quickly took it with both hands, and was cared for one after another, which made the little orphan feel a strange warmth.She couldn't help but looked at Zhan Zhao, and said it again: "You treat me so well, A Lan can't repay you."

"Why can't I repay you?" Zhan Zhao said with a smile, "Didn't you clean up those thatched huts for me? Well, put away the medicine bottles and go back to the house. You need to go to bed early at night, children can only grow up when they have enough sleep .”

Hearing Zhan Zhao's three words of "grow taller", Ah Lan couldn't help but want to grow taller.However, when she realized that Zhan Zhao was pushing herself into the only bedroom, she couldn't help but panic: "Mm... sir, I don't need to sleep here, I just go to the woodshed to sleep. I even picked up some hay, Even the beds are made."

"Why, have you been disobedient in just one day?" Zhan Zhao's face turned serious, "Is it your decision or my decision? If you are told to go to sleep, you go, not only to go, but also to fall asleep earlier. Sleep Well, let me see if you are in good spirits tomorrow."

Alan looked at Zhan Zhao anxiously, his big round eyes showed a look of bewilderment.Zhan Zhao couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, he thought, just giving her a bed, Alan felt it was a great favor, which shows how much warmth this child has received.Zhan Zhao simply opened his eyes and told her nonsense, "I have something to do tonight, and I won't be back until after noon tomorrow. You get up at Mao tomorrow, remember to practice." As he spoke, he remembered that he had nothing but the stick dancer. Teach, and said, "Dance the stick flower first, and I will teach you the most basic stick technique tomorrow afternoon."

Speaking of this, Ah Lan had no choice but to agree, turned around every step, and entered the bedroom hesitantly.Zhan Zhao felt both funny and pitiful, so he simply didn't stand outside the door to make her nervous, and walked aside by himself.

When Ah Lan entered the room, he still felt unreal like a dream.In just half a day, not only was her cat suspected of being a cat demon, but she also had an extra teacher who taught her.Besides, he even ate so much that Ah Lan felt light and light, and even the bruises on his head, face, hands and feet didn't feel pain anymore.

However, she still followed Zhan Zhao's instruction carefully, put a little bit of the medicated oil in the palm of her hand, rubbed it carefully and warmed it up, and applied it on the large bruises.The medicated oil smelled a bit pungent, and Ah Lan always felt that it was something powerful, so she didn't dare to use it too much, and only smeared the medicine on a few conspicuous wounds.She carefully placed the white porcelain vial in the back of the bed, for fear of falling.

Ah Lan was indeed a little sleepy, and when he lay down on the bed, the pain all over his body suddenly spread.She hugged the eyebrow-leveling stick made by Zhan Zhao in her arms, smelling the fragrance of wood from the white wax stick, she gradually fell asleep.

On the second day, Alan woke up just after dawn.Still remembering Zhan Zhao's order, she jumped up quickly and rushed out of the hut with the stick in her arms.

The cat, which was resting on a jar with its tail in its arms, was startled by the big movement, and raised its head alertly.But Ah Lan didn't see her cat at all, and rushed to the pond to wash her face and mouth with water.

Zhan Zhao: I'm afraid this kid is a little stubborn.

When she turned around after washing, Ah Lan saw her cat.But at this time, she didn't dare to come forward to make out with the cat and rub against each other. Although she couldn't be sure, since the relationship between benefactor and the cat seemed so close and complicated, A Lan couldn't help but feel aroused towards the cat. Feeling a little in awe.

Zhan Zhao couldn't help yawning, these days he has been tortured every night in the middle of the night, it's been a long time since he had a good night's sleep.At this moment, Ah Lan took advantage of the coolness in the early morning and was practicing by the pond, while he lay down on the jar and took a nap.

The morning air in the valley is cool and fragrant. These fragrances are not all flowers, but more of the fragrance of wood leaves.The sound of gurgling water came from a distance, accompanied by the chirping of birds and insects, as if the entire valley had come to life.

When the milky white sun of the morning turned golden yellow, the sun was high.Putting away the stick, Alan came back from the pond wiping his sweat, carefully glanced at the still sleepy cat, and finally couldn't hold back and quickly scratched the cat's chin.Then the little girl ran to prepare breakfast as if she had done something bad.

Although there is no food such as rice noodles in the mountains, wild fruits and vegetables are indispensable.A Lan used to dig wild vegetables to satisfy his hunger, and he knew several kinds.She walked around the hut, then ran further away, wanting to explore nearby.

Although the bottom of this valley is wet, cold and muddy, the place where the huts are built is fairly flat.Going deeper, passing the barren fields full of goosegrass and walking down a weed-covered trail, the terrain is much more complicated.Alan walked cautiously, still disturbing the insects and small animals hidden in the thick green grass leaves dripping from time to time.She walked along the sound of the water, and when she pushed aside a row of green vines hanging down from the tree, a mountain stream suddenly came into view.

It was a clear stream, flowing down from the grass-covered hills, passing through high and low natural stone steps, and flowing all the way into a mountain spring.

Alan rushed forward excitedly, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there were large pieces of endive and sweet lettuce by the water.There are still green fruits hanging from a tall fruit tree. Although they are not yet ripe, they are also small and pleasant.This is probably the fruit that Zhan Zhao picked yesterday, although it is sour and astringent, but it can satisfy the hunger.

But Alan still plans to pick leafy vegetables.Just as she was squatting by the water, picking out the bitter herbs with fat branches and leaves, she suddenly found a little light in the grass.

A Lan couldn't help but let out a "Huh", pushed aside the green leaves, and then picked up a slender thing that was stained with mud, but part of it was still exposed.She reached out to wipe away the mud and saw a soft light.

This is actually a hosta, the whole body is green, delicate and moist, and the end is carved into a lifelike butterfly with wings ready to fly.Even though Ah Lan didn't know the goods, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

She is a poor ghost, and she always uses rags to tie her hair. At most, she chooses red rags when she is ugly.She had never seen such an exquisite hair ornament, and had never held such a cool jade in her palm.

For a moment, Alan was reluctant to let go.