Su Mei replied: "Running outside with Xingtian."
Han Jiulin asked in confusion: "Running at this time?"
Su Mei smiled and said: "He asked for it on his own initiative, saying that he wanted to keep up with the intensity of your morning exercises, and that he wanted to strengthen his body and protect Xiaoxiao at school in the future.
He, Xiao Shitou, ran out alone, and Xingtian followed him out.
He said he just went out for a walk, but I guess he might not be worried about the little stone, so he went out to take care of it."
Ye Zhaoling smiled and said: "That guy pretends to be cold, but he is still worried about his godson."
Han Jiulin smiled, nodded, stood up and said, "It's getting late. You should go to bed early. I'll go back to my room first."
He Xiaoxiao rushed forward and hugged Han Jiulin's arm: "Second dad, how about I sleep with you tonight? I want to listen to your story."
Han Jiulin was startled for a moment. He recalled what Su Mei had said about early childhood education. After looking at each other, he nodded and said with a smile, "Okay!"
"Really, that's great, yeah!" He Xiaoxiao happily jumped three feet high and hung on Han Jiulin's body, like a koala.
This admiration made both Su Mei and Ding Zhongshan laugh.
At the same time, He Zhuo's figure was seen from Han Jiulin.
When He Zhuo was alive, He Xiaoxiao also hung on him like this, and father and daughter were happy.
Wiping the corners of his eyes, Ding Zhongshan stood up and said at the right time: "Young master, eldest mistress, I'm going to rest too."
Watching Ding Zhongshan go back to his room to rest, Su Mei also stood up and said to He Xiaoxiao: "Before sleeping with your second father, shouldn't you and your mother go to the bedroom to wash up and change into pajamas?"
He Xiaoxiao pouted her cute little mouth and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I'll just listen to you."
Han Jiulin put He Xiaoxiao down and said, "Xiaoxiao and her mother will go wash up and change into pajamas first, and then go down to my room on the second floor."
"Okay, Xiaoxiao got it!" He Xiaoxiao smiled and jumped up to the third floor.
"This kid!" Su Mei shook her head helplessly, smiled at Han Jiulin, and followed behind, chasing He Xiaoxiao.
Han Jiulin's smile gradually faded and he said to Ye Zhaoling: "Go to bed early and prepare the list and matters related to accepting the assets of the Zhou family tomorrow."
Ye Zhaoling nodded and said, "Don't worry, we've already prepared it."
Han Jiulin nodded, said no more, walked up the stairs to the second floor.
Ye Zhaoling turned around and left the villa, looking for Xing Tian and Shi Yizang.
She especially wanted to see how Xing Tian educated his godson.
After walking for a short time, they saw the figures of Xing Tian and Shi Yi Zang from a distance.
Two figures, one large and one small, were walking along the tree-lined path.
Shi Yizang was extremely tired, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, he was sweating profusely and panting, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
Xingtian, on the other hand, was walking beside Shi Yizang, his tall and burly figure like an iron tower.
But I heard Xingtian's calm voice coming from afar.
"Breathe, adjust your breathing. Don't think that you can persevere if you have perseverance. Without the correct breathing method, you will never be able to keep up with us."
Ye Zhaoling smiled, looked no further, turned around and walked back to the villa.
Bedroom on the second floor.
When He Xiaoxiao opened Han Jiulin's door, Han Jiulin was really nervous.
The majestic Lord of the North, the King of Beiqi, is actually very nervous when sleeping with a child. If I tell you, my eyes will pop out.
Because I care about it, I feel nervous.
Han Jiulin didn't want to leave a bad impression on He Xiaoxiao.
Han Jiulin had placed two pillows and two quilts on the two-meter-by-two-meter large bed, spread out, and looked particularly cozy under the warm light.
He changed into his pajamas, and there was a book on the bedside, but he couldn't read it.
When the door rang, he put the book back on the bedside table and turned to look at the door.
Then He Xiaoxiao appeared in the bedroom wearing a white cotton nightdress with a look of joy on her face.
She stepped on small cartoon slippers, ran in quickly, jumped directly on the bed, threw the two slippers to the ground, knelt and crawled behind Han Jiulin, and hugged Han Jiulin's neck.
"Second dad, what are you reading?" He Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.
All the tension in Han Jiulin's heart disappeared, and he said with a smile: "The General History of China, a masterpiece of history."
He Xiaoxiao had no impression of masterpieces and general histories in his little mind, so he asked with a smile, "Can you tell me about this book?"
"Okay." Han Jiulin shrugged and said, "If you don't find it boring, I'll tell you it as a bedtime story."
"Uh-huh! Xiaoxiao wants to hear it." He Xiaoxiao nodded, and immediately ran to the side of the quilt and lay down, exposing her little feet outside the quilt and swaying, and urged: "Second dad, you should also go to bed quickly.
Down."
Han Jiulin laughed, leaned against the bed and fell into bed.
"Tell me about books, tell me about books." He Xiaoxiao urged again.
Han Jiulin smiled and did not touch the book. He thought for a moment and said, "Then my second father will excerpt one of the more interesting stories from this book and tell it to you.
Many people say that the origin of the Chinese nation originated from the Yellow River Basin, and in modern times, some people also proposed that it originated from the western highlands, namely the Kunlun Mountains in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, which is today's Western Xinjiang.
"Historical Records.
The book "The Biography of Dawan" says that the source of the river comes from Kunlun.
It's just that the place name Kunlun is also very mysterious in ancient books and cannot actually refer to its place. The ancient books that mention Kunlun include "Calling the Soul" of "Chu Ci", "Topography" of "Huainanzi" and "Shan Hai Jing"
All very different.
Therefore, from this point of view, the claim that the birthplace of the Chinese nation is the upper source of the Yellow River and the western highlands is based on weak evidence and is difficult to be true.
But what is interesting is that in the late 1990s, archaeologists, with the assistance of our northern soldiers, unearthed a picture of Fuxi and Nuwa in an ancient tomb in Western Xinjiang.
The head is a snake and the body is intertwined, with Fuxi holding the rules and Nvwa holding the rules. Together, they are what we call rules today."
He Xiaoxiao was confused and confused from beginning to end. It was not until Han Jiulin talked about Fuxi Nuwa and the rules that his eyes lit up and he asked: "Second dad, what are the rules? Are they also things?"
"Yes!" Han Jiulin said with a smile: "At the beginning, rules were two tools. A compass is a tool for drawing circles, which is now the compass. A square is a tool for drawing right angles or squares.
One is a circle and the other is a square. Later, it was used as a metaphor for standards. We have an old saying in China, which says that without rules, there is no square. This is a physical metaphor. "
He Xiaoxiao's little head was dizzy due to Han Jiulin's words, but he remembered that the rule was to draw a circle and draw a square.
I also recorded that there was a place called Kunlun in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and a painting of Fuxi and Nuwa was unearthed.
Most of the transfer of knowledge requires knowledge before knowledge. For a child, it does not require in-depth understanding. It only requires a preliminary understanding and an impression, which is learning.
Maybe one day later, she will suddenly wake up and understand it deeply.
Chapter completed!