Shiro

When it was time to eat at night, Qiu Muyi suddenly remembered something. He was only five years old now. He used to know how to cook, but now in the Song Dynasty where seasonings and ingredients were scarce, he could not be expected to cook delicious meals. These days I can only eat dry food when I eat outside. I have already tasted bad in my mouth. I really want to eat.So, Qiu Muyi quietly approached a room that looked like a kitchen, with his small body leaning against the door, his small head halfway in, his eyes still blinking.

Seeing that there were indeed pots and pans in the kitchen, Qiu Muyi felt relieved a little, it seems that he, a cheap master, can still cook, the requirements are not high, as long as he is full, he is enough.

Qiu Muyi was too involved in peeking at the kitchen, and forgot that his small body could not last long for such a difficult movement, and ended up lying on the door of the kitchen accidentally.

"Pfft, Yi'er, just say it when you're hungry, as a teacher, I didn't know you had such a lovely hobby."Qiu Muyi was startled when he heard the words, he was seen, he was seen, and then his thoughts returned to his brain in an instant, he must not let the master laugh at him.

Qiu Muyi tried his best to keep a small face, with a serious look, slowly got up, then raised his head, and said in a serious voice, "Master, I'm hungry".It's a pity that no matter how serious the baby's fat face is, it still looks extremely cute, and the voice is soft and waxy like a feather. In an instant, Cui Yinglong's cute spot was poked, and he hugged him all at once, completely ignoring Seeing Qiu Muyi's struggle and protest.

Cui Yinglong felt that his apprentice was so interesting, he was obviously a child who wanted to pretend to be an adult, these days he always had a stern expression on his face, but he was so cute, but sometimes the other emotions displayed by the apprentice were more attractive, Well, in order for the little apprentice not to be too calm and mature at a young age, I must often play with the apprentice, no, play with the apprentice.

Qiu Muyi, who was completely unaware of his miserable life in the future, just felt ashamed to be hugged and coaxed like a baby in his twenties. The physical gap is really higher than Mount Tai.After a while, Qiu Muyi, who realized that he was completely impossible to succeed, became sad and angry, ashamed and angry, remembering that he was ignored by others before, and now he was being bullied by his master, his eye circles suddenly turned red, Cui Yinglong, who looked down at the little guy struggling wildly, just realized something was wrong , "Wow~" and cried out, the voice was loud, extremely wronged.

Cui Yinglong was also taken aback, why did he cry as soon as he said it, now, who will tell him how to coax a five-year-old milk baby, ouch, none of the books that he read so much before is telling How to coax the child.He could only be coaxed gently but clumsily, "Hey, the master is wrong, don't cry, don't cry." As a result, Qiu Muyi, who was finally able to vent his emotions and someone gave him a pillow for free, cried even more when he heard Cui Yinglong's voice Loud, it has the potential to never give up.

Cui Yinglong was helpless, in the end it was because he didn't know how to measure himself, and made his good little apprentice cry, so he could only continue coaxing him.After a while, Qiu Muyi, who was tired from crying, couldn't bear it anymore, sobbed slowly, and then fell asleep in Cui Yinglong's arms.

Cui Yinglong put Qiu Muyi on Qiu Muyi's bed, and carefully covered him with a quilt to prevent Qiu Muyi from catching cold.Only when Qiu Muyi is asleep can he let go of all his defenses against this world. Even if he has given up the past and intends to live seriously, the memory from his original body allows him to erect a high wall of heart to others in his heart, which is very strong, so he usually Use a deadpan face to hide your fragile heart.He thought that he could finally enjoy family affection when he had a family, but his mother's letting go of his memory darkened his world for an instant.

Although Cui Yinglong didn't know that Qiu Muyi in front of him had changed his core, but he was very distressed by Qiu Muyi's perceived fragility.During the war, even if he had high martial arts, he would not dare to enter the battlefield easily. He did not enter the battlefield until the war was over and both sides evacuated. Then he found Qiu Muyi. Cui Yinglong guessed that a child was on the battlefield What a sin to suffer.

Thinking that my little boy is too thin and too small, subconsciously ignoring the fact that the five-year-old is already small, God-like divergent thinking decides to cook more delicious food later, so he has to feed the little boy fatter is.As for the statement that the gentleman stays away from the kitchen, Cui Yinglong sneered, he lived alone on the mountain and didn't cook by himself, so it was too much trouble to go down to eat every day.

Even if Cui Yinglong wants Qiu Muyi to rest more after preparing a delicious table, he still digs Qiu Muyi up from the bed.Qiu Muyi had no idea that he had just woken up, the facial paralysis and indifference that he had cultivated with great difficulty recently disappeared, his eyes were red like rabbits because of crying, and he had not yet woken up from the baby fat face. Bewildered.Finally, the obedient little disciple stopped crying, so Cui Yinglong didn't dare to bully the little disciple any more.

Qiu Muyi couldn't wake up after seeing the delicious food on the table, please forgive him, he is about to starve to death.

Cui Yinglong watched the little disciple's eyes brighten instantly, "Yi'er, be hungry, sit down and eat, eat more, you are still too thin."

Qiu Muyi was not polite to his master, sat down and waited for Cui Yinglong to start to move his chopsticks, and then started to eat his favorite food, it was really fast and accurate. "Yi'er, if you start practicing martial arts in a while, you will be as fast and accurate as you are now, and you must be very gratified." Just when Qiu Muyi was eating happily, a certain unscrupulous master said with a smile Come.

Qiu Muyi's hand stretched out to the food stiffened for a moment, even his expressionless face unconsciously twitched.Turn your head and take a deep breath, hypnotize yourself, I am a child, I am a child, I am a child ten thousand times.Then he turned to Cui Yinglong with a blank face, "Master, did you just praise Yier, Yier is very happy. Yier saw that the master liked spicy food when he ate at the foot of the mountain yesterday, so Yier decided to give the master a gift." A gift expresses Yi'er's gratitude to her master."Then he jumped off the stool and went to the kitchen.

Cui Yinglong felt that he didn't find any expression of gratitude from his little apprentice's gradually paralyzed face. Although Yi'er has been on the road of more and more facial paralysis since the day he was discovered by him, but he has a kind of Not a good feeling.

After a while, Qiu Muyi came back. He didn't know what was put in a small bowl. Cui Yinglong felt his back getting cold. He didn't notice that Qiu Muyi had already poured the contents into his rice bowl. When he recovered, it was too late up.Cui Yinglong looked at the red chili oil in the rice bowl and his teeth suddenly ached.It's really annoying, Cui Yinglong feels a bit self-indulgent, really, it's not wonderful.

If you want to eat it, Qiu Muyi looked at Cui Yinglong with small eyes and condemned, conveying, master, Yier is very happy, the master praised Yier, and Yier also gave the master a surprise, how can the master not eat it, Ba La blah blah.So, Cui Yinglong smiled wryly, his stomach ached for a while, he ate the dinner with a resigned expression, then rushed to the well the moment he put down the bowl.

Qiu Muyi's body didn't move, but his heart was about to bear the internal injury from laughing, but the fruitful facial paralysis training these days kept him calm. After a while, Cui Yinglong came back from the well, and his footsteps were a little bit wandering. He couldn't stop looking at Qiu Muyi.As a result, Qiu Muyi was unmoved, and continued to eat with gusto. After waiting for a long time, Cui Yinglong, who did not see any reaction from his apprentice, looked at Qiu Muyi unwillingly, turned around and went to the kitchen to soak some honeysuckle. He felt that he needed to remove the fire and raise It's not easy being a disciple.

After that, they each went back to their rooms, but Qiu Muyi did not go to bed immediately after returning to his room. Instead, he went to the study room that Cui Yinglong specially remodeled and added a lot of books for him. He couldn't bear to read the words, sat on the chair, kicked the foot pedal that Cui Yinglong specially made for him to the side, and kept dangling his two short legs.

It has been three days since he came to this world, Qiu Muyi has been deliberately not thinking about what will happen in the future, but in the silent night, he has to think about those things that he ignores.In history, Yang Silang was captured after the First Battle of Jinshatan, that is to say, he was supposed to be reunited with his family, but as Qiu Muyi, he didn't want to. He didn't know how to face those family members. It will grow wildly like weeds and entangle him fiercely.There is no secret that can be kept forever. If the master finds out, will he be sent back to the Yang family and not want him anymore.

Getting along with Cui Yinglong in the past few days warmed Qiu Muyi's heart that had never been warm before. For the first time, someone cared about him so much and took care of him. Gentle, he is greedy for this warmth, no matter what, even if the master wants to send him back to the Yang family in the future, he will never leave the master.It was the only thing he could hold in his hands.

Compared to being discovered by the master, it is better to take the initiative to expose my life experience. Anyway, I don't want to go back, and I will stay even if my face is paralyzed.It's just this timing, which needs to be grasped.Suddenly Qiu Muyi's eyes lit up instantly, that's right, why didn't he expect that he was going to practice martial arts, Yang Jiaqiang himself remembered it when Yang Ye taught Dalang and the others watched, although he couldn't practice now because of his young age, but In a few years, when you start to practice moves, you can practice. The master will not fail to recognize the Yang family gun after being well-informed, as long as the master prevents the master from sending messages to the Yang family quietly.

Qiu Muyi, who had made up his plan, was a little complacent, put down his book, went back to the bedroom, went to bed, and slept.