Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

When Zhao Mo came back to the house with his head full of snowflakes, Zhao Jun, who was wailing in the quilt, had turned into a soft sob.Zhao Mo's ears are so sharp now, when he was talking to Uncle Liu outside the house, he heard his second brother's cry.Hearing that voice, he felt even more uncomfortable. Their grandfather was thinking about the three of them at the end of the day, but they couldn't even see each other for the last time...

Thinking of this, Zhao Mo deliberately slowed down the pace of returning to the house, and waited for Zhao Jun's crying to gradually weaken before opening the curtain and entering the house.He walked over, climbed onto the kang, wrapped his arms around Zhao Jun's still twitching shoulders, and coaxed in a soft voice: "Junzi, don't cry, don't cry."

After a while, Zhao Jun finally got his head out of the quilt, and his face was flushed red with tears.He broke away from Zhao Mo's arm, climbed down the kang slowly, put his head on his shoes and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry. I'll go to the west room to read a book first, and I'll come over later .”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Mo to speak, he casually picked up two books on the top of the kang, and rushed out the door without looking back.

Zhao Mo, who was still sitting on the kang, watched from the back as the slammed door curtain was still shaking back and forth, and was stunned for a long time, unable to recover.Suddenly, a soft and warm little hand covered his face, gently wiping away the tears that he didn't know when to shed.

"Brother, you still have me." Sanwa stood in front of him, her immature voice was full of firmness, and it sounded full of power that people couldn't help but believe.Because standing on the kang was a little taller than Zhao Mo who was sitting, he lowered his head slightly, looked down at Zhao Mo, and slid his right hand on his cheek, wiping away the traces of tears bit by bit.

After saying this, Sanwa suddenly bent down and pressed her lips to Zhao Mo's forehead. The simple skin contact seemed to be solemnly swearing.

Zhao Mo suddenly opened his arms and pulled him into his arms, hugging his thin body tightly, as if he was embracing the most precious treasure in his life, or like a drowning person grabbing the driftwood that saved his life.

After a long while, Zhao Mo let go of Sanwa, sucked his nose and rubbed his eyes, embarrassed to look at Sanwa's big dark eyes, deliberately looked around, and said, "Hurry up and eat, you should eat It's getting cold. I put away all the books, hey, where did it go? I remember I just put it on the edge of the kang..."

His embarrassed and pretending to be nonchalant made Sanwa laugh with his mouth curled up, his eyes slightly squinted, and the glint of a predator flashed in his dark eyes.He just thinks that big brother is really...cute!Give yourself the urge to swallow this person in one gulp!

Zhao Mo, who was still looking for things in the room, had no idea what thoughts were going on in the head of the third brother who just comforted him intimately, and he didn't notice that there was a bit of ferocity flashing in those bright black eyes. A bit of a greedy finish.

He searched up and down the kang in the house but couldn't find it. He turned his head and said to the third baby on the kang, "San baby, you eat first. Eldest brother goes to the west room to see your second elder brother."

Seeing Sanwa sitting back obediently at the dining table, Zhao Mo lifted the curtain and went out to the west room.Those few pieces of paper were very important. He was going to the West Room to ask Zhao Jun, and by the way, he called Zhao Jun over for dinner.No matter how sad you are, you can’t go hungry without eating. It’s time to grow your body, and it’s not good if you’re starved and the root cause of the disease falls.

Sure enough, Zhao Jun took all the things that Uncle Liu brought, and Zhao Mo asked him to come over, and put them all into the money box hidden at the bottom of the cabinet at home.The dinner was already cold, and neither of them had the heart to go to the trouble to heat it up again. Seeing that the third baby had finished eating, Zhao Mo and Zhao Jun were about to eat.

That night, the snow fell harder and harder. When Zhao Mo was stretching his waist in the main room, he clearly heard the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground from outside through the door panel and the wall.Now his hearing is getting sharper and his eyesight is getting better and better. It seems that every time his consciousness stays in the wedge space for a while before coming out, his thinking becomes a little more flexible.

Because his head turns quickly and he thinks things more comprehensively and thoroughly, Zhao Mo's understanding of the 36 pictures in his head is no longer just looking at the surface, but starting to look at it from the beginning to the end, from the inside to the outside.He learned to analyze which parts of the body were used in this movement, and he also began to investigate why he did it and what effect it had.

He turned it over and began to study from the first picture, and then turned back to the No.20 picture he was studying.The ten times slower time in the wedge space than the outside provided him with enough time to think slowly and carefully, and his improved comprehension a lot compared to before also allowed him to gradually and thoroughly master this set of demon dance.

It can be created as the best foundation-building method of the nine transformations of the demon. The real dance of the demon is by no means as simple as strengthening the body. There are 36 pictures, and the movements on each picture are refined after a lot of tempering. Every movement of a hand and a throw of a foot contains the mysterious and supreme law of cosmic energy operation.

It shapes not only the most perfect body with the most development potential, but also the most perfect soul with the most development potential.In the entire high-level universe, there are very few kung fu methods that have perfected both soul and body from the beginning of elementary cultivation and foundation building, and Tianmo Wu is the leader of these rare ones.

If it wasn't for the fact that Fu Ya was already a Demon Monarch when he got the Heavenly Demon Nine Changes technique, and after the time for foundation building, he would not hesitate to practice this technique even if he no longer liked the enchanting power of the Heavenly Demon Dance. Use methods to build a foundation.

Even now, having lost his wedge, he is constantly using his powerful soul to absorb and plunder the free energy from the surroundings into this still young body, not for cultivation, but to strengthen the body's limbs and meridians first, so that this body The body can practice the demon dance.

Zhao Mo has the wedge to assist, so he can practice forcefully, but he doesn't. If he doesn't strengthen his body first, he will definitely be like Zhao Junxue, who can't even perform the first movement.

It can be said that without the wedge, Sanwa would have to pay the price not only for time, but also for countless times more painstaking effort if she wanted to restore her cultivation.But even so, he never regretted handing over the wedge to Zhao Mo completely.

Zhao Mo, who had no idea how much Sanwa had paid for him in silence, was immersed in the beautiful rhythm of the body dancing at the moment, enjoying the comfort of energy constantly nourishing the body's limbs and bones.

Not to mention anything else, in terms of the ability to attract energy alone, Tianmowu is several blocks better than those ordinary high-level exercises.With Zhao Mo's current level of cultivation, with such a jump, all the free energy in the world within a radius of ten miles will be drawn and gather towards his house.

Sanwa was lying in bed, using her soul force to pull a small part of the collected energy into her body. Although she couldn't directly get half of the energy absorbed and refined by Zhao Mo like before, it was still better than his own. Usually slowly absorbed much faster.Even the rubber duck lying on top of the kang was also covered with light, quietly absorbing the gathered energy.

In the middle of the night, the snow outside turned into the heavy snow of Goose Feather in Laba.The next morning, Zhao Mo got up, opened the curtains, and looked outside through the grilles on the windowpane. What he saw was a snow-capped world.

He came up together, and Sanwa, who was sleeping in the same bed as him, also got up, and she was putting on little cotton trousers.Last night, Zhao Mo came back from the main room after dancing practice. As soon as he entered the room, he saw that his bed was arched up, and only a small black head was exposed outside.

Reluctant to push the third baby back into his own cold bed, Zhao Mo had no choice but to sneak in wearing long johns, took two icy hands to deliberately ice the child's creaking nest, and said to let him sleep tomorrow. I have to sleep in my own bed.

Sanwa closed her eyes to play tricks, twisted her body to avoid his hand without saying a word, pretended that she was asleep, and stretched her feet into Zhao Mo's trouser legs for a few times.

When he woke up in the morning, Zhao Mo always fished out Sanwa's small arm from his trouser waist.His long johns were from the year before last, but now they are a little fatter, the waist is higher than the waist, but the trousers are a little shorter, only reaching above the ankle.Originally, the elastic band on the waistband of the trousers was loose, but Sanwa held it up all night, which made it difficult for him to hang on the waistband of the trousers.

Zhao Mo lifted up his long johns, climbed up to Sanwa and pressed him into his arms, and said while putting on little cotton trousers for him, "What are you doing up so early?"

My own child has no habit of sleeping in late, and never covets the bed, Zhao Mo is both happy and distressed.Sanwa is so sensible, but he always thinks that children can act like a baby and play tricks, cry, make trouble and be mischievous just like other children.

This pair of cotton trousers was newly made by Chen Cui last year, with straps, they are thick and nice, but they are not easy to wear.Just now Sanwa put on a pair of trousers after wearing it for a long time by herself.Zhao Mo was afraid that he would be cold, so he gave him three layers of clothes that were layered up, with a pair of thin long johns on the outside of the triangular shorts, and a pair of thick wool long johns on the outside, and then cotton trousers, cotton trousers There are also small trousers on.After stacking layers like this, the third child who is dressed well will gain a lot of fat.

Because it is too thick and bulky, Sanwa can wear long johns by herself, but the cotton trousers can't be dragged when she stretches her feet in.And there is a trick to wearing this, you must tuck the trousers of the long johns into the socks, otherwise the cotton trousers will be lifted up, and the long johns will be choked up.

Since changing into this body, Sanwa has to compete with her long johns and cotton trousers every morning for a long time.However, he has a simple and rough energy in his bones, not as patient as Zhao Mo, usually the cotton trousers are pulled up, and the long johns are followed.

He himself is not very afraid of the cold, this body has been strengthened almost, and the general cold is not a big deal.The point is that Zhao Mo is afraid that he will be cold. Every time he sees him wearing cotton trousers, he has to put his hands in from the trousers bottom to feel if the trousers are still there. wear.

After this winter, when it comes to what he hates the most, Sanwa will definitely throw out the cotton trousers with suspenders on his body, and step on his feet hard.

Zhao Mo had already done a good job of dressing the third baby. After a while, he put on the cotton trousers with trousers on the outside, fastened the straps, and buttoned up the little cotton jackets.He didn't put on a gown for the third baby, and when the cotton jacket and trousers were put on, he patted the child's buttocks and pushed him to the top of the kang, and began to fold the quilt by himself.

After the two of them tossed about this trip, ten minutes passed.Zhao Jun Huanmao next to him was sleeping soundly in the bed, not intending to be woken up at all.Unlike Zhao Mo, who is used to getting up early, and Sanwa, who never stays in bed, Zhao Jun is the most covetous of bedclothes. In the morning, he always dawdles as long as he can for an extra minute, but he is not willing to crawl out of the bed.

In winter, the quilts are thick, and they take up space when laid out, and it takes a lot of effort to fold them up.Thinking that he was standing on the top of the kang and getting in the way of making the quilt, Zhao Mo pushed the third child to stand on the top of the kang.When stepping over Zhao Jun's bed, Sanwa's eyes rolled, and she suddenly felt that Zhao Jun's sleeping soundly was not pleasing to the eye.

He sat down on the protruding quilt with no expression on his face, and when he heard Zhao Jun yell, he immediately stood up again, patted his buttocks with a straight face, and walked to the quilt at the top of the kang. .

Looking at Sanwa's indifferent eyes and serious look, Zhao Mo said that he never thought that he did it on purpose, and he thought it was because he didn't take a steady step and fell and fell on Zhao Jun.

"Hey, little fool, be careful, you didn't fall, did you?"

The lower back was firmly pressed, and Zhao Jun, who woke up from his sleep, was rubbing his waist under the quilt before he could recover, when he heard Zhao Mo's words.He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, turned his head and stared at Sanwa who was standing upright against the wall at the tip of the kang, and complained to Zhao Mo: "Brother, why don't you ask me if it hurts? Sanwa, a little fat Pig, almost broke my waist!"

"He's so thin, how heavy can he be?" Zhao Mo picked up the folded quilt together with the quilt, stepped under Zhao Jun's feet, walked to the kang to stack the quilt, and answered casually.

Zhao Jun lay down on the pillow, moaning, "He is thin, but look at his clothes, the cotton jacket and trousers alone cost more than ten catties!"

"Come on, it's not so heavy. Don't hold back. Now that you're awake, get up quickly." Zhao Mo straightened up after finishing the quilt, and went directly to lift Zhao Jun's quilt, and put it on Zhao Jun's quilt, which was exposed from under his autumn clothes. I squeezed my back waist, and said with a smile: "Let me see, it's not crushed by you. Put on your clothes quickly, and I will work with me later. Let's clean the house today."

Zhao Jun laughed and avoided, not letting Zhao Mo's hand touch it.He is the most ticklish person, and he can't touch his waist or creaking socket, otherwise Sanwa's sitting on his back waist wouldn't make him so startled that he almost jumped up.

At this moment, the face of Sanba, who was standing at the base of the wall pretending to have nothing to do with her, immediately darkened.When he saw that Zhao Mo wanted to stretch out his hand to pinch Zhao Jun's waist for fun, he gritted his teeth, rushed over, opened his arms and hugged Zhao Mo's waist tightly, and refused to let go.

So, in the early morning of the rare and leisurely cold winter months, on the big kang in their house, which was still warm and not yet full of light, the three brothers rolled into a ball, and the big and small got pinched together.