Master is not to be provoked

Guo Zhendong suddenly said: "Ah, so this is a raspberry! I saw it in Mr. Lu Xun's From Baicaoyuan to Sanwei Bookstore, but I never knew what a raspberry is. I thought it was only found in the south. I have eaten raspberries. For once, it’s not as tasteful as yours.”

"Mine is fermented, with alcohol in it. The fruity smell is transformed into a hot stream rushing to the brain through the strength of the alcohol, and then it disperses suddenly, warming the whole body. Drinking it in winter will make the hands and feet hot."

Ke Muai made the noodle soup in the outhouse, put them into three large bowls and brought them into the house, seeing Guo Zhendong nestled in the quilt, his head dozing off bit by bit.

Ke Muai was startled: "Dongdong, what's wrong with you?" He put the bowl on the edge of the kang, hurried over to help Guo Zhendong up, saw that his face was flushed, and he didn't want to open his eyes, he patted Guo Zhendong's cheek, "Dongdong? Dongdong! What's wrong with you? Are you drunk?"

"Ah? I'm not drunk, just ordering wine, it's nothing. On my birthday, it's okay to drink a bottle of beer."

Ke Muai picked up the jug and shook it: "It's all done! Although the alcohol content is not high, it has great stamina!"

"I'm fine." Guo Zhendong struggled to sit up, "I'm just weak, I don't have any bones."

Ke Muai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and went to the pavilion to drag two pillows down, piled them together for him to lean on, and put the bowl in front of him: "Can you still eat? Do you want me to feed you?"

"No need to feed, I'm the elder brother, you are the younger brother, if you want to feed, I'll feed you." Guo Zhendong leaned on the pillow, took the spoon, put a spoonful into his mouth, "It's delicious! Mu Mu, you are so good at cooking! This noodle soup is absolutely perfect, I have never eaten such a delicious noodle soup in a restaurant." He said while eating, "Mumu, you are so virtuous, whoever marries you in the future will enjoy eight lifetimes of happiness! "

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm a man, who can marry me?"

"Why not! You can marry men too? I am a man and will marry a wife in the future. You are also a man and will marry in the future. Why can't you marry?"

Ke Muai heard that there was no logic in his words, so she stopped arguing with him: "Eat it quickly, I still have pickled vegetables here, such as salted cucumber and ghost ginger, try it, it's also delicious. "

"As long as it's made by Mumu, it's delicious!" Guo Zhendong scooped up a small piece of salty cucumber and put it into his mouth, then suddenly brought his head closer and said to Ke Muai very seriously, "As expected, I never ate that night again Such a good chicken soup, and such a good grilled fish the next morning, you don’t know, I went back and told my dad, my dad took me to the best restaurant in the county, eat chicken stewed mushrooms, eat grilled carp, It's not as delicious as what you cooked that night."

"Yes, yes, when we have a chance in the future, let's go to the mountains to eat again, and try to make something better than that day."

Guo Zhendong praised while eating: "Your gnocchi soup is better than the ones made by my mother and my grandma, and their gnocchi is in lumps, while yours is a string of strands, it is slippery to eat, not sticky to the teeth and not sticky." It's chewy."

Ke Muai told him: "When my second aunt and your grandma make it for you again, you tell them to hold the clip up with chopsticks, and these small strips will come out. You can't stir it, and it will form a ball when you stir it." The big noodles are fast, sticky to the teeth, and there are dough knots inside."

After eating the pimple soup, Guo Zhendong patted his stomach and lay down on the kang to sober up, while Ke Muai washed the dishes in the outhouse.

Jing Yunsong found three sacks in the wing room and hung them on the wall of the courtyard. He squatted in a horse stance and punched them with his small fists.

Ke Muai was very surprised: "Songsong, what are you doing? It's cold outside, why don't you come in quickly."

Jing Yunsong said sullenly: "You go in, I want to practice boxing."

"Practice boxing?" Ke Muai walked over, "Okay, why do you want to practice boxing?"

Jing Yunsong snorted: "I want to protect you well! Today your second uncle kicked you, I have nothing to do, I want to practice my fist well, next time he dares to touch you again, I will beat him to death!"

"You..." Ke Muai was so moved that he wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to say it, "Songsong, you... exercising is good, but you don't have to practice boxing so hard. As for my second uncle... We are so young now, of course we can't beat him, when we grow up, we will be able to beat him, don't worry!"

"No! This time it's your second uncle, who might be there next time, I must have the strongest power as soon as possible to protect you!" Jing Yunsong was very stubborn, and he swung his fists quickly and hard, as if As if he had a grudge against that sack, he hit the three-layer sack, making a muffled bang bang.Out of a child's intuition, Jing Yunsong had a premonition that in the future Ke Yongli would hit Ke Muai like he did today, or even harder than this, thinking of such a strong slap on Ke Muai's face, He was in a panic because of the pain in his heart. When he ate the pimple soup just now, he secretly swore that he must stop this kind of thing from happening.

"You're crazy." Ke Muai embraced his hand, and saw that the skin on his fist was really bruising, "Practicing boxing doesn't happen overnight, let's practice slowly."

However, Jing Yunsong has already made up his mind: "I'll hit [-] punches first! From now on, I'll hit [-] punches every day, and when I smash the three layers of sacks, and when the wall is exposed, I can beat your second uncle." But that's not enough, I'm going to punch the wall through at the end."

Ke Muai was helpless: "What kind of boxing did you practice to punch through the wall? This wall is made of cement with a mouth, so it's strong."

Jing Yunsong told him with a serious face: "I practice Tianma Meteor Fist!"

"Pfft..." Ke Muai almost choked on his own saliva, a little dumbfounded, "The things in the cartoon are all fake, to fool the children..."

"It's true! I've already felt the small universe. As long as I use the small universe, I feel hot all over. When your second uncle kicked you down just now, my small universe exploded! I will spend four years training to become a bronze saint." Fighter, reach the speed of sound boxing, and it will take another four years to refine the speed of light boxing, comprehend the seventh sense, and reach the level of a golden saint fighter, and by then, no one will be able to bully you!" He was learning cartoons Kneeling in front of Ke Muai, she raised her face and solemnly swore, "Mumu, you are my Goddess Athena, and I will protect you with my life! No one wants to touch you with a finger." , You must step over my corpse!" After speaking, he turned to face the courtyard wall, and swung his small fist wildly, making a loud bang.

Guo Zhendong came out staggeringly at this time, and was stunned when he heard this sentence.

First of all, he was amazed that Jing Yunsong had comprehended the legendary small universe and could become a saint!He is only 12 years old this year, and he is in the sixth grade of elementary school. At this time, elementary school students are not as precocious as later generations. There is no Internet, and there are few TV stations. He used to be [-]% convinced and [-]% skeptical about the small universe. Now The alcohol has not subsided, and the brain is not clear, so I am a little dubious.