The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

This is the beginning of a new era.

Song Sijun himself found it unbelievable that he really made the train based on the knowledge points in his memory.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, things are easier than you think.

Shen Yinghan looked at the machine in front of him, his eyes were full of shock.

Song Sijun smiled happily, and looked forward to Shen Yinghan's beautiful grand plan, "In the future, all places will be connected by railways, and trains will shuttle people and things around. time. We can make more money too.”

Hearing this, Shen Yinghan showed a childlike smile, pinched Song Sijun's nose lightly, "Little money fan."

Song Sijun grabbed Shen Yinghan's hand, "At that time, we will become wealthy traffic tycoons and important figures, like Lin Changxu, making everyone afraid. At that time, Lord Hou can go back without any scruples. New Year's Eve."

Shen Yinghan always felt that he was very strong, but when he heard Song Sijun's words, his eyes became sore.

Even illness and power may not be able to knock him down, but in front of Song Sijun's frank tenderness, he always seems vulnerable.

It was so easy to be defeated by the opponent with a single sentence, and he was defeated.

Their predicament today is not because the enemy is too strong, but because they were too weak before and could only hide.

Shen Yinghan hugged Song Sijun tightly, his voice trembling, "I am Shen Yinghan, how can He De be able..."

Song Sijun heard some nasal sounds, smiled and put his arms around Shen Yinghan, put his feet in Shen Yinghan's ear, and said softly: "Don't cry, the children are watching."

One sentence made Shen Yinghan laugh again.

That night, Shen Yinghan took his family to Fuyilou to have dinner.

Over the past year, because of Lin Changxu, Shen Yinghan and his family have also developed the habit of eating hot pot for nothing.

Lin Changxu watched their family come over, and said it was annoying, but he still asked people to prepare meals, and specifically asked to prepare more meatballs that the children liked to eat.They even brought a brazier to Shen Yinghan who was afraid of the cold.

The snow was still falling outside, and a lot of snow had fallen on the fence. The two were still squatting outside to play in the snow, while Song Sijun and the others were sitting around the stove.

Stool Song Sijun's train has been successful, Lin Changxu also smiled, and asked: "What do you plan to do next?"

Song Sijun picked up the oranges, peeled them and said, "I plan to build a short-distance railway dedicated to transporting goods and test it for a period of time. If no safety problems are found, I will start carrying people and then expand the train line."

Lin Changxu nodded, "The first railway should be built between Huoxi City and Linfen City in Guxi. I can talk about both Guxi and Huoxi, and it will be more convenient to implement." He is Although the national teacher in Guxi does not participate in politics, if he wants to build a railway, no one will come out to stop him.

He offered it, and Song Sijun naturally nodded in agreement.Break the peeled orange in half, hand one half to Shen Yinghan, and the other half to Lin Changxu.

Both of them took it habitually. After taking a bite, Lin Changxu frowned and said, "It's so sour."

Hearing this, Shen Yinghan looked at Lin Changxu suspiciously, and still put a piece of orange into his mouth. After tasting the sweetness of the orange, Shen Yinghan shook his head helplessly.

This old urchin really likes to joke.

Seeing that Shen Yinghan was not deceived, Lin Changxu said, "Little fox, you are learning more and more smartly now."

"Master said, cross the river with a pony, test the depth."

At this time, the maid in Fuyilou brought up the hot pot and side dishes. Smelling the aroma, Song Sijun got up to prepare the bowls, chopsticks and sauces, and called the two children who were playing outside to come in and eat.

Then several people sat down around the table.

Only Lin Changxu could drink at the table, and he felt bored drinking alone, so he drank special fruit juice with Song Sijun and the others.

After eating half full, Lin Changxu said to Shen Yinghan: "Next spring, when the new students start school, the people recommended by the Three Kingdoms will also come back."

"Do you want to worship Master as a teacher?"

Li Changxu nodded, "They're all your juniors. I thought they would struggle for a while because of various forces, but I didn't expect that it would take a year for them to decide on the candidate. It's ridiculous."

"After all, it is very difficult to become a master's apprentice."

Lin Changxu looked at Shen Yinghan, "You are easier than them. Your uncle asked, and I agreed."

Shen Yinghan: "..."

"You secretly call me uncle, and I will teach you something more special." And these things are the reasons why those people want to get close to Lin Changxu.

The secret of immortality.

Faced with such a simple request and huge temptation, Shen Yinghan shook his head and refused, and said solemnly: "If Master really likes Uncle, he should pursue it seriously, instead of trying to take advantage of me."

Lin Changxu was speechless, and then sighed, "Actually, I don't think I love your uncle either. At most, I think he is more pleasing to the eye than others."

Song Sijun, who was wiping Shen Niannian's mouth, heard this, turned his head and gave Lin Changxu a blank look, and said, "If you don't like it, you still treat yourself like a dog?"

"What is dog licking?" Shen Yinghan asked.

Song Sijun said, "That's what he is. He does what your uncle says."

Shen Yinghan was speechless for a while, and then looked at Lin Changxu, also puzzled, "If master doesn't like uncle, why does he obey uncle's words like this?"

Lin Changxu tapped the table with his fingers, "Compared to that bastard Song Sijun, you still speak nicely. In fact, I treat your uncle well only because he is the one I was destined for."

"What do you mean by that?" Song Sijun put down the chopsticks in his hand, "It means that you told your fortune, and the uncle is destined to be with you?"

Lin Changxu nodded, "That's it."

"But you said you had no special feelings for him."

"If you don't have it now, it doesn't mean you won't have it in the future. My father told me before that when I meet a destined person, even if I don't like him very much, I should treat him very well, so as not to chase my wife to the crematorium."

"Your father..." This thought is worthy of being a time traveler.

Shen Yinghan listened, but pondered for a moment and frowned: "That is to say, according to the destiny, you will definitely be with my uncle in the future?"

"Yes." Lin Changxu raised his eyebrows, "It will be a matter of time before you call me uncle, so change your name now for later convenience."

At this time, Shen Yinghan ignored the other party's ridicule, but had a serious face, "But you will live forever without a trace of time, and Uncle is just an ordinary person."

The smile on Lin Changxu's face faded, "Shen Yinghan, this is not something you should worry about."

Shen Yinghan frowned, showing worry.

Seeing this, Song Sijun said, "Master Hou, do you still remember what I told you before? Relationships are never judged by length, but by value."

Yes, the weight of feelings can never be measured by length.

Shen Yinghan nodded, let out a sigh of relief, and said to Lin Changxu: "Then I wish you, Master, your wish to come true as soon as possible."

Now, Lin Changxu nodded in satisfaction, then picked up the glass containing the juice and clinked glasses with Shen Yinghan, "I would like to lend you a good word."

After two more snowfalls in Horsey City, the New Year came.

Because Horsey City is dominated by universities, it is like a university town at the end of the year. Most people have gone home to celebrate the New Year, and the whole city seems to be hibernating. Only a few people are left, occasionally appearing on the streets.

Song Sijun and his family are happy and harmonious, and they don't feel desolate. Lin Changxu will come and sit around when he has nothing to do.

A few days ago, he also taught Shen Sisi how to ride a horse.

Shen Sisi is a female man, she doesn't like embroidered women's red, but likes riding horses.

Xiao Ming felt that Shen Sisi was not good enough for everyone, so she told Song Sijun, but Song Sijun was conniving, and finally ran to talk to Shen Yinghan.

She said that Shen Sisi is the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, if she doesn't look like a girl like this, she will lose face of the Hou Mansion.

Shen Yinghan listened, but just chuckled, put down the scroll in his hand, and asked Xiao Ming, "Then what should a lady look like?"

Xiao Ming thought for a while and said: "Be dignified, soft-spoken, good at singing and dancing, and proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Shen Yinghan asked again: "Who stipulates that a lady should look like this?"

For a moment, Xiao Ming was speechless.

Song Sijun got up and said: "I used to think that Sisi was so bad, but my wife said that for women, gentleness is beautiful, and sassy is also beautiful. Outsiders should not define what they should look like. And my daughter, too. She shouldn't be asked to be a certain way. She should do what she wants to do."

Xiao Ming frowned, "Master Hou, are you being too conniving to Missy?"

"Didn't Lord Hou pamper you?" Song Sijun's voice sounded from behind Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming shrank her neck in fright, and immediately lowered her head when she saw Song Sijun.

Song Sijun walked up to her, "If it was another family, a servant girl who pointed at the young lady would have already been beaten severely."

Xiao Ming lowered her head, "Xiao Ming knows she's wrong."

"You will also do it for Sisi's good. You have no malicious intentions, but our ideas are different." Song Sijun took out a pen from his arms and put it in front of Shen Yinghan, "I have improved the pen, try it. This time Absolutely no damage to the paper."

"So fast." Shen Yinghan sat down and began to try out the pen.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming knew that she had nothing to do, so she quietly backed away.

After Xiao Ming left, Song Sijun lowered his voice and said, "Do you remember the sword moves Lin Changxu taught me last time?"

Shen Yinghan nodded.

Not long ago, Lin Changxu offered to teach Song Sijun how to practice martial arts. Song Sijun had the opportunity to realize his martial arts dream, so he naturally agreed on the spot.

So that day Lin Changxu demonstrated the sword skills to Song Sijun three times in person, and Shen Yinghan was also beside him.

Song Sijun remembered it at the time, but he forgot it after sleeping. He tried to recall it these days, but he couldn't think it through. He was too guilty to ask Lin Changxu, so he could only ask Shen Yinghan, "Something I forgot..."

Shen Yinghan said: "I remember it all. If you practice it once, then you forget that I will tell you."

Song Sijun danced the sword five times in a row, each time he forgot and made a mistake.

Shen Yinghan on the side looked a little speechless.

He was thinking that Song Sijun is not stupid, why does he seem to be lacking in this kind of place...

In the end, Shen Yinghan had no choice but to help Song Sijun draw this pose diagram, and also added comments on various precautions.

Although he didn't practice a set of swordsmanship, he knew it by heart.