After the meal, the two men and women of Sanli rushed to wash the tableware, while Qian Wen sat on the roof and counted the stars, thinking about how to spend this childhood.
It was completely dark now, and mosquitoes were buzzing around his ears. Qian Wen waved his hand inadvertently, and saw a few corpses appearing in his palm. He rubbed his palm and continued to look up and count the stars.
He looked at the stars, and Qiao Simei, the little girl in the small courtyard, looked up at him and muttered in a low voice, "I always feel that my brother is a little weird today, but I really hope he can continue to be weird.
In this way, I can eat egg custard every day and have such thick rice porridge to drink.
I’m so full today, hehehe~”
Little Qiao Simei thought about it and became happy.
Qiao Erqiang passed by and asked strangely, "Stupid Simei, why are you giggling all by yourself?
Are you full?"
"Second brother, don't call me stupid Simei, I'm not stupid.
Did you say there is still egg custard to eat tomorrow?"
Qiao Simei first pouted and was dissatisfied with how her second brother called her recently, then touched her belly and wondered if there would be something delicious tomorrow.
"That depends on whether the reed flowers will lay eggs tomorrow." Qiao Erqiang shrugged and walked towards Sanli in front of the pool.
"Second brother, is the eldest brother still sitting on the rooftop?" Qiao Sanli, who was standing on the stool washing the tableware, casually handed the clean bowl to the second brother.
"Well, I've been sitting for a while, and my eldest brother seems to be looking at the stars."
Qiao Erqiang took the bowl, wiped the water in the bowl with a clean cloth skillfully, and then put it away.
"Looking at the stars?" Qiao Sanli was startled. My eldest brother didn't seem to have this hobby, but she still asked with concern, "It's dark, the wind is strong on the rooftop, and my eldest brother is feeling a little unwell just now.
Second brother, please bring some clothes for the elder brother to put on, so as not to catch a cold due to the wind."
"Sanli, go get it for your elder brother, I'll wash the dishes here.
Go, otherwise big brother will get sick if he catches a cold." Qiao Erqiang said and gently pushed his sister away with his arm.
Qiao Sanli was squeezed off the bench and smiled softly, "Okay, then, second brother, be careful when washing the dishes. Don't hit the bowls. There are only a few bowls in the house."
"Second brother, second brother, let me help you wash." Qiao Simei squeezed over, jumped lively on the small bench in front of the pool, raised her hands and shouted.
"Go, go, bite your fingers.
If you hit the bowl for me, my eldest brother will scold me."
Even if Qiao Simei was standing on the small bench, she was not much higher than the pool.
Seeing this, Qiao Sanli shook her head and went to the back room to get clothes.
While the three little ones were noisy, Qian Wen looked at the stars, but he was thinking about other things.
Qiao Yicheng is a living Bodhisattva who benefits everyone but only suffers himself. It is difficult for him to imitate him.
Moreover, all the unlucky things that happened to the children of the Qiao family in the future were to some extent caused by their personalities.
He might try to keep Sanxiao still young and try to sort out the correct values for them, and Xiao Qiqi by the way.
But as for Xiao Qiqi, he plans to wait a few years until he is older before taking him back.
He was afraid that Qiqi would become a true Buddha if he raised her as a baby and died in infancy.
Moreover, the second aunt Wei Shufang's family is indeed more suitable for Xiao Qiqi than the current mess Qiao's family.
Correct values?
Qian Wen scratched his head. In his opinion, being independent, self-reliant, and self-loving was enough.
Qian Wen counted the stars in the sky, thinking about something in his mind.
After a while, a cool breeze blew.
Qian Wen trembled unconsciously.
An idea flashed in my mind.
"Perhaps practicing martial arts is a good choice."
At this time, Sanli came up with a coat and heard Qian Wen mumbling something to himself, but she couldn't hear it clearly.
"Brother, what did you say?
It’s dark, don’t catch a cold.”
Qiao Sanli put on his coat and smiled tenderly.
Qian Wen smiled at Sanli and said, "I forgot to count the stars."
Qiao Sanli sat next to him, looking up at the sky like him, her eyes reflected the twinkling stars in the sky, "There are so many stars today, so beautiful."
"Yes, very beautiful."
Qian Wen decided to teach martial arts to three primary school students since childhood.
At least if you are bullied in the future, you will be able to fight back without getting angry.
Moreover, practicing martial arts to strengthen your body also has the benefits of building a strong character and enhancing your sense of independence and self-care ability.
"Well, there are many benefits."
Qian Wen figured it out and decided happily. At the same time, he looked at Sanli who was accompanying him obediently and said, "Sanli, let me teach you martial arts starting tomorrow.
When you meet a bad person in the future, give him a trick to lift his vaginal legs so that he can't take care of himself."
"Ah?" Qiao Sanli was confused, looking at his big, dazed eyes. What was this? Aren't they looking at the stars?
When Sanli came up, she was checking whether her eldest brother would catch a cold. She was blown by the wind, so she hurriedly picked up a piece of clothing, but she was feeling a little cold now, so she hugged her arms and kept company with him.
Qian Wen smiled when he saw this, it was good to have a silly sister.
"Let's go, it's getting dark, don't catch a cold."
Qian Wen stood up, put his coat on Sanli, and pulled her down to the rooftop.
Sanli tilted her little head, still confused. Is the elder brother thinking so quickly now?
In the evening, Qiao Zuwang came back very late. Maybe he had bad luck at playing cards, so he came back making a clanging sound in the main room.
The next morning, when it was dark, he got up early and went out first.
At six o'clock, he pulled up the top two, three beauties, and four beauties.
Leaving the soft and fragrant quilt, Simei rubbed her eyes and pouted her mouth, which could make her hang her oil bottle.
"Brother, I want to sleep."
Although Erqiang and Sanli didn't say anything, they were shaking their heads little by little, and they obviously didn't wake up.
Looking at the third child dozing in the courtyard, Qian Wen smiled and turned around and walked into the kitchen. Then Qiao Erqiang started to shrug his nose, facing the direction of the kitchen.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, sniffed frantically in the direction of the kitchen, and murmured, "Am I still sleeping?"
Why do I smell the aroma of chicken soup?
Well, I must be in a dream."
Qiao Erqiang licked the corners of his mouth and sniffed in the direction of the kitchen.
Sanli tried her best to open her eyes, rubbed her eyes, and sniffed her nose. It seemed like real chicken soup.
"Brother, I'm hungry." Simei shouted without even opening her eyes.
Looking at the three little ones waiting for food, Qian Wen came out with a small bowl.
The small bowl flashed past in front of the three little ones, and their souls were instantly taken away, causing their eyes to fall into the bowl.
"Brother, is it chicken soup?" Qiao Erqiang suddenly cheered up.
"Is there any chicken to eat today?" Qiao Simei was no longer dozing off, and reached out to take the bowl from Qian Wen's hand.
Sanli, on the other hand, was more attentive and looked in the direction of Luhua, the hen that lays eggs at home.
She knew that her eldest brother didn't have much money and was unlikely to buy chickens.
The greedy Qiao Erqiang suddenly seemed to have thought of this, and sprinted towards the chicken coop where the hen Luhua was raised at home.
He wailed, "My reed flower~"
Qian Wen looked at him and said angrily, "What are you complaining about? Who is sick enough to kill his only egg-laying hen?"
Soon Qiao Erqiang also came back. He touched his head and came back in embarrassment. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I misunderstood you."
The reed catkins are still nestled nicely in the chicken coop.
Seeing Qiao Erqiang's timid look, Qian Wen held the bowl and kicked him on the butt, "Louder, what are you doing, bitches?"
Qiao Erqiang, who was kicked, thought he was angry and became even more submissive. He lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, brother."
Sanli and Simei also thought he was angry, so they lowered their heads and stood side by side honestly.
Qian Wen held his forehead and said with a headache, "Speak louder. You are a man. Even if you are wrong, you must speak out loudly. The same goes for apologizing. You must be manly."
Qiao Erqiang didn't understand what it meant. He looked around with his peripheral vision, but still lowered his head and honestly waited in front of Qian Wen to be criticized.
Qian Wen looked at Sanli and Simei on the side, then at Erqiang, and rubbed his brows sadly.
There is a long way to go.
"Louder, roar." Qian Wen stood in front of the second strong man, looked at him, and said in a loud voice.
Qiao Erqiang squirmed, but the eldest brother's majesty was too strong, so he still didn't dare to yell at him.
"Then face the door." Qian Wen said when he saw this.
Qiao Erqiang scratched his head, turned his head towards the gate of the small courtyard, and said loudly, "I'm sorry, brother, I misunderstood you."
"Louder!"
"I'm sorry, brother, I misunderstood you."
This time Qiao Erqiang really roared, regardless of whether he had his eyes closed or not.
Qian Wen nodded with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder, "Speak like a man and do it in a submissive manner for no one to see."
"Brother, are you not angry with me anymore?" Qiao Erqiang asked with wide eyes.
Qian Wen rubbed his head vigorously, messing up Erqiang's hair, and said with a smile, "What's the point of being angry? You raised the reeds, you just care about them.
It’s good to be caring.”
When the clouds cleared and the sky cleared after the rain, Qiao Simei raised her hands and shouted at Qian Wen, "Brother, I want to drink chicken soup."
Before her voice changed, the little girl's voice was very sharp. Qian Wen was shocked, licked his ears, and said helplessly, "Why are you so loud?"
"No... didn't Big Brother tell me to speak louder?" Simei said childishly.
Apparently he was imitating the same thing. Seeing him just educating the second best, she quickly understood it in order to drink chicken soup.
"Girl, it's better to be delicate.
It would be bad if he became Nezha, a two-meter strong man with muscles all over his body."
An image of an unusually strong Nezha appeared in Qian Wen's mind, and he hurriedly shook his head.
"Okay, let's get down to business, everyone stand in line." Qian Wen looked at the third primary school student and said.
Although she didn't know what the elder brother was going to do, the third child still stood up quickly and looked directly at him.
Seeing that the three children were all awake, he nodded with satisfaction, "Big brother has something to announce.
Starting from today, big brother will teach you martial arts and strengthen your body."
"Ah?" Sanxiao was stunned.
"Brother, when did you learn martial arts?" Simei asked, raising her hand.
Qian Wen looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting late. He and the second child would go to school later. Although he didn't need it, he still had to go, otherwise it wouldn't be good for the third child to follow suit.
Already.
"I'll explain it later.
To practice martial arts, you must first practice perseverance. Let’s start with a simple morning run.
Now line up and go.
The second strong ones will take the lead, followed by the fourth beauties, and finally the third beauties. I will run with you on the side."
Qian Wen said, put the bowl in the kitchen, opened the door and walked out.
"Brother, I want to sleep." Simei shouted.
“Those who don’t run don’t have chicken soup to drink or chicken to eat.
The chicken soup can be simmering on a low heat in the pot. We'll eat it when we get back.
Oh, by the way, I also bought noodles this morning, think about that delicious chicken noodle soup."
Qian Wen started running, Erqiang hurriedly followed, and Sanli pulled Simei.
"I want to eat chicken noodle soup." When I talk about delicious food, I get excited.
To practice martial arts, you must take supplements. Just a few little ones from the Qiao family are so deprived of nutrients. If you don’t take supplements first, you will lose your life if you practice martial arts.
Start by running in the morning, with a smaller amount of exercise, and practice your perseverance. Once the habit becomes natural, you can also eat and drink well to replenish your nutrition for a period of time before practicing martial arts.
"Brother, where did the chicken come from?"
"Brother, if we don't watch in the kitchen, will the chicken soup boil dry?"
"Brother, I'm so tired."
"Brother..."
"Qiao Simei, you are talking, the chicken soup is not for you, you have to watch us eat it."
Tang Monk was chanting sutras, and Qian Wen's brain was buzzing.
Qiao Simei immediately shut up.
“Don’t talk while running, adjust your breathing, exhale after every three steps, inhale after every three steps.
Turn your toes up and land on the middle arch of your foot.
Don't take too big a step, keep it rhythmic.
Keep your abdominal muscles contracted while running with your feet elevated.
Bend your hands slightly, but don't clench your fists. Swing your forearms evenly, don't be anxious, don't tighten your fingers, and slide them in the air.
Look, like me, keeping an even rhythm like a pendulum.
Look straight ahead..."
While running with him, Qian Wen corrected the wrong running form of the third child.
For the first time, Qian Wen didn't plan on how fast or how long he would run. He just wanted to get familiar with it first and then take his time with the rest.
Fortunately, his eldest brother was very majestic, and the third child was a little tired. It could be seen that he was also running with him, and there was the temptation of chicken, so he gritted his teeth and persisted.
It's already past six o'clock, and there are already people on the street. Gradually, there are more people coming and going.
Watching them, big and small, the four children ran in unison, looking at him curiously
"What is this, a new way for children to play, a game?"
"Huh? This seems to be Qiao Zuwang's child, right?"
"You're not sleeping and you're out for a run this early in the morning?"
Qian Wen ignored the people on the street. Even when he met an acquaintance, he just nodded politely and did not disrupt his running rhythm.
For the first time, it was normal for the neighbors to talk about it, but gradually they got used to it and they might not even bother to look at it.
"Simei, don't look around, look straight ahead."
"Brother, I can't run anymore."
"Don't talk and pay attention to ventilation, otherwise you will be even more tired.
Of course, Simei, if you don’t want to eat chicken or drink chicken soup, then stop and rest.
Anyway, we’re almost done running, let’s go back and eat by ourselves.”
"I don't want it, who says I can't run away."
Simei twisted her butt and stopped talking. She looked at his running posture and imitated him. With Qian Wen's corrections from time to time, she kept running.
Qian Wen estimated the time and looked at the running status and physical condition of the third child. He, an old Chinese medicine doctor, happened to go around the door when they were about to die.
As soon as he entered the door, Sanxiao staggered around and spread out on the ground.
"Get up, don't dare to sit down directly, come and follow me to do a set of boxing, stretch your muscles and bones, and then we'll have dinner."
Qian Wen encouraged Sanxiao to learn martial arts from him.
"This is a set of long fists with simple movements. It is very suitable for you now."
Qian Wen taught him every move, and the three primary schools followed suit.
Sanli is the most serious, the eldest brother is right in everything, and he must do it for their good.
The second best, just do whatever the eldest brother tells you to do, just be obedient.
Simei, we fought hard for chicken, chicken soup, and chicken noodle soup!
Qian Wen did not embarrass them, who were beginners, and they had a long way to go. He simply taught the beginners some boxing techniques, and after getting familiar with their muscles and bones, he asked Sanxiao to wash up, and he went to see if the chicken was ready.
There was a lot of noise early in the morning. Qiao Zuwang, who came back very late last night, was woken up and came out dazedly, holding on to the wall.
Qian Wen's chicken is also stewed.
As soon as the lid of the casserole is opened, the aroma overflows.