Li Ze was awakened by the giggling laugh of the fat man Shi Ping. He stood up and stretched his waist. Yesterday, he told Tu Lichun that he wanted to take a break today and that he would pause his morning class for a day. He was originally going to sleep in, but he was disturbed again. He couldn't help but feel depressed. The children didn't sleep in the morning bed? He was so lively and jumping around so early?

Since he had woken up, Li Ze was not going to stay on the bed anymore. He rubbed his face, relaxed his muscles, lifted the quilt, and suddenly realized that it was wrong. Xia He's small bed was separated from him by a screen. After he tossed his son on the bed for a while, Xia He should have heard the movement long ago.

And Xia Heke has never slept in.

He opened the curtain and walked around the screen, but Li Ze was stunned to see Xia He lying among a large number of tents on the table, tilting his head and sleeping soundly, holding a brush in his hand, and his face was like a cat. It seemed that he had been stained with ink in his face in his sleep. Looking at the faces of those cats, Li Ze couldn't help laughing.

He laughed twice, and suddenly realized that he covered his mouth with one hand. He didn't want to wake Xia He up, but in just these two sounds, Xia He's big eyes suddenly slapped twice, and looked at Li Ze who was standing in front of him in only one underwear, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh my God, it's bright." He jumped up and, in a hurry, swept the tent sheet under the table.

Li Ze smiled and squatted down to help Xia He pick up the account book, and followed the date codes in the local area, and then looked at Xia He with some blame, "Why didn't you sleep all night? Do you know, it's the most important thing to sleep well at your age, otherwise you will get old quickly."

Xia Heqiqi said ai: "Isn't the young master going to the county to deal with the matter of Yixingtang? I just wanted to settle the account and see if there were any omissions, but I fell asleep accidentally."

"Why are you doing so hard? I have enough reason to deal with them just for the account issues you mentioned to me." Li Ze reached out with pity and stretched out Xia He's messy hair behind his ears.

"The young master told me so much yesterday. I thought about it and I was not smart either. The only thing I could do was to make up for my shortcomings." Xia He said embarrassedly.

"Aren't you smart?" Li Ze stared at her with wide eyes and said, "Do you know how difficult the things I teach you are? That's not something that ordinary people can learn. You are not smart enough to surround the dusk in just a few seconds. You have never asked me to teach you a second time. You are already very powerful and very smart."

Of course, Li Ze has sufficient confidence in Xia He's IQ. You must know that when he was an international certified public accountant in his previous life, he worked hard day and night, and he didn't know how many pieces of his hair had scratched. Although what Xia He learned now is far from that standard, it has already surprised him.

"Really?" Xia He laughed happily. "Master, am I really smart?"

"Of course, little cat, hurry up and wash your face?"

"Wash your face? Oh!" Xia He was stunned for a moment, and nodded repeatedly: "I'm confused. I haven't washed up yet, so I'll prepare it for you immediately." He turned around and ran towards the outside room.

A moment later, a scream rang out of the house. It was thought that he had seen the tragic situation on his face before the bronze mirror. Li Ze laughed and thought that he should have added a few strokes to her face before Xia He was awake and drew a big cat!

It may take a while for a girl to clean up her face, so Li Ze simply walked out. Sure enough, seeing Xia He was rubbing and washing his face desperately, he smiled and pushed open the door and walked out.

There was a heavy rain last night, and today's weather looked particularly blue. There was a slight scent of earthy smell in the air. If you taste it carefully, the sweetness between the mountains and rivers surrounded the nose again, green mountains and green waters. Putting aside the inconveniences of this world, just about this day and this place, Li Ze felt that it was much more beautiful than in his previous life.

The happy laughter of the little fat man Shi Ping and the sound of his little feet stomping on the stone slab. Following the sound, he saw a rolling little fat man running all the way from the rockery in the distance. The small feet stomping on the bluestone slab and from time to time, water droplets splashed up.

Behind the little fat man Shi Ping, Shi Zhuang, the burly body, almost half-squatted, followed closely in a strange posture with bent knees, stretching his hands in front of him, as if he was always ready to pick up the little fat man when he fell.

At this time, what Li Ze saw was not a murderous butcher, but a father who loved his son.

The little fat man suddenly jumped up and fell heavily into a puddle next to the stone road. With a rush, yellow mud and water splashed up, which immediately blocked the little fat man completely. The stone clothes following him were immediately stained with countless yellow stains.

The little fat man laughed loudly and kept jumping in the mud puddle. A pair of good 10-soled shoes seemed useless. Shi Zhuang stood next to the puddle, without any intention of stopping, but instead stared at his son with a doting look, and he didn't care that his body was already covered with yellow mud dots.

It was not until this time that a male servant and a nanny ran over from behind panting.

Li Ze walked over with a smile.

"Young Master!" Shi Zhuang bent down and carried the fat man out of the mud puddle, hugged him in his arms, regardless of the guy's muddy feet rubbing against his clothes, making a mess.

"You have only been back for two days in a month. Fortunately, Ping'er has a good memory and is smart, but she still remembers you firmly. Every time you come back and leave, he has nothing on the surface, but when he turns around, he always cries!" Li Ze said.

"I don't cry, I'm a man!" The fat man, who was less than three years old, glared at Li Ze and looked at him angrily, as if he was blaming him for not saying this.

After rubbing his thick face on the little fat man's tender and smooth face a few times, Shi Zhuang turned around and handed him over to the male servant behind him, saying, "Take Ping'er back and change his clothes!"

Looking at Shi Zhuang, who was following his son's figure, Li Ze said: "Just take him to Daqingshan and take him by himself. I will transfer two people from the secret camp to help you, and you can also take two apprentices!"

Shi Zhuang shook his head.

"I trust you!" Li Ze said in the intercept.

Shi Zhuang still shook his head: "It's not because of this. Young Master, with me, how could I take care of him so well as now? This is a very good slat, and the origin is much more reliable than that of ordinary people."

"That's right!" Li Ze said proudly: "The farm raises cows and sheep, and you can drink them with Ping'er every day!"

"Shi Zhuang is very grateful to Ping'er for his careful care."

"I'll just say that." Li Ze waved his hand, "In fact, it was just the servant and nanny who took care of me, and I really didn't care about anything."

Shi Zhuang said slowly: "I don't take him there because Ping'er is getting older and older, so it's time to cultivate him slowly. But with me, I can't bear to let him suffer. When I see him, I think of his mother."

Looking at Shi Zhuang's heavy face, Li Ze nodded understandingly, "I understand this, but Ping'er is less than three years old, so where is he going to endure hardship?"

Shi Zhuang breathed out, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Li Ze.

"What is this?" Li Ze shook the paper and looked at it, but it was a little strange. It was actually a prescription.

"This prescription is a secret master of my family. It is used to nourish the body. It is prepared once a month from the age of three and soak for more than an hour. Until the age of ten, it will clear away many obstacles for practicing martial arts in the future. The muscles and bones are much more flexible than ordinary people. The young master is also practicing martial arts. He knows that fighting the body is actually pushing out the limit of the body. It is not only easy to get injured, but also easy to leave roots of the disease. It is not well conditioned and has endless troubles."

Li Ze deeply felt this and couldn't help but think of the athletes in his previous life. When they were young and strong, they were all in full glory, running fast, jumping high, and shooting far. However, many people fell into illness after they were old. To put it bluntly, it was caused by the cruel training in their youth that overdrawing their bodies.

"This medicine is really effective?"

"Of course, the family secret." Shi Zhuang said affirmatively. "My grandfather lived to be one hundred and five years old, and still could pick up the knife, and how many more could he do it."

"I'm using it now, is it still too late?" Li Ze said with a look of yearning.

Shi Zhuang shook his head without hesitation: "It must be before the age of ten."

Looking at Li Ze's disappointed look, Shi Zhuang smiled and said, "Tu Lichun, you are still very responsible for your health. For the young master, fighting for life is not necessary. You can protect yourself at critical moments. In addition, the young master experienced disasters when he was a child, and the origin of his body had already had problems. However, it is not a problem to strengthen the body and maintain it in this way, and to live a hundred years of long life."

Li Ze put Fangzi in his arms in disappointment: "It seems that I can only rely on my son."
Chapter completed!