After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 734 Master Sun and the Paper Kite
The courtyard of the new house is larger than that of Panlong City, at least sixty to seventy square meters.There is a large water tank under the eaves, which is more than enough for an adult.

It was freezing cold, so of course Master Sun was not in the water, but standing by the tank to fetch water.

He Lingchuan stepped forward and consciously picked up the bucket and walked into the house.

In the master's living room, the pond fire was burning brightly, and the whole person felt warm as soon as he entered.

There is a large water basin on the pond fire, which is enough to bathe the baby.There are dozens of bamboo shoots soaked in the basin.

Sun Fuling pointed to the basin and said, "Pour it in."

He Lingchuan poured water into the bucket, took out another bamboo stick and tried it, it was very thin but very tough.

He gasped: "The students are too skinny, do they need so many pointers?"

Bamboo boards are held in the palm of the hand, a frozen memory of childhood.

Sun Fuling grabbed a clean bamboo stick and slapped him on the back lightly: "It's all for you!"

He Lingchuan straightened his back and patted his chest: "I'm not boasting, even if so many bamboo sticks are ripped apart, I won't be hurt. You have to change to a stronger one."

With his current physical strength, the bamboo strips only itch but not painful.

"It's itchy, isn't it, you deserve a beating like this?" Mrs. Sun cursed with a smile, and slapped him again, just right on the back mound.This time I used a little bit of effort, but a certain person was thick-skinned and still indifferent, "If the students are all like you, the academy really doesn't have to open!"

"What are these for?"

"Make paper kites." Master Sun grabbed a stick of soaked bamboo and wiped it dry. "After two or three days, the wind will blow up, and I will take the students to release paper kites outside the city. It is best for the children of Xiluo people and Changhou people to play together." good."

He Lingchuan saw several stacks of white papers on the table: "How dare we, Dr. Sun, do this kind of pediatrics?"

"The college is short of manpower. The craftsman who made the paper kites has fallen ill these days, so he has to divide the tasks. Each teacher has to make ten kites." She cut the bamboo into two with a small knife, as if the knife was peeling asparagus skin. , instead of hard bamboo strips. "Well, I used to think that teaching is all you need to be a teacher, but I don't know that there are endless chores, most of which have nothing to do with teaching."

She pouted slightly, a little unhappy.

It can be seen that everyone hates troubles outside their own work.

It was the first time for He Lingchuan to hear her complaining to him, and she was no longer as unreal as before.

"Teaching is hard enough." He Lingchuan followed her and said, "The students in your academy are all like wild monkeys."

He had been to Yuheng Academy, and it was as noisy as a monkey mountain during the class break, making his head buzzing.

"Hmm, it's almost the same as you." Taking advantage of the bamboo sticks being softened by hot water, Sun Fuling quickly pulled out a rhombus-shaped bamboo skeleton and tied it tightly, which is the classic shape of a kite.

The complaints in her mouth were complaints, and her movements were not slow at all.

"Master Sun is very proficient." What woman can't cook, but has amazing knife skills and can tie paper kites?

"My dad and I used to do this when I was young. The paper kites we made went to the competition, and they flew the highest and the farthest." Sun Fuling glanced at him, "Can you?"

He Lingchuan also grabbed a knife to help her chop bamboo: "It's a piece of cake. I can also tie a big dragon!"

Sun Fuling sneered and didn't speak, but expressed her meaning clearly.

"Don't believe me?" He Lingchuan glared at her, "Tie it up for you to see?"

"Tie a few small paper kites first, let me see." Sun Fuling pointed to the bamboo sticks and said, "I haven't done any of them yet."

"All right." He Lingchuan couldn't be bothered by this stuff. When he was a child, he had his share in making scarecrows, paper kites, and grasshoppers in the village, and he paid attention to skill and speed.

He quickly made a falcon shape, a swallow shape, and even a manta hawk and a cobra.

Sun Fuling believed it now, because these bamboo strips were in the hands of outsiders, and they couldn't make them into a suitable shape.Not to mention he does it fast and well.

"Don't make it too troublesome, I can't draw well." She took the finished bamboo bone and applied glue, then covered it with wet paper to tighten it, and trimmed the edges carefully.

After the paper is completely dry, she still has to paint on the paper, and some have to tie a long tail to make a complete kite.

"Do you still need to draw?" He Lingchuan pointed to the side, "Bring me that piece of red paper!"

Sun Fuling glanced at him and handed him the red paper.This kind of gold-sprinkled red paper is generally used to write greeting cards, which is expensive and crisp.

He Lingchuan grabbed a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote it on the red paper in one go with arrogance:
You have to read the three books every day, and your homework cannot be reduced.

"From the road to Jane, you just paste this on the back of the kite! Guarantee that the children who get it will cry with excitement."

The "Three Books" are the textbooks designated by Shumin College for students under the age of 12. They are all tomes, and a stack of three books weighs four catties.

Mrs. Sun didn't know whether he was angry or laughing, and the hand that dipped the pen in the paint was shaking: "You, you..."

She also believes that most children who get it will cry.

He Lingchuan was complacent looking at his own handwriting, he wrote it well: "How good is it to be entertaining and educational?"

Sun Fuling bit her lip and suppressed a smile, leaned over and added another line of small words on the paper:
Yuheng commanded He Lingchuan to offer a gift.

She will not take this blame.

She was so close, He Lingchuan felt his heart itch when he saw her pretty face so close, and her faint fragrance wafting.

By the time he realized it, he had already smacked the beauty's face.

Sun Fuling paused and turned to look at him, her bright eyes misty.

He Lingchuan's mouth became dry: "Master, I..."

Just as he was about to confide his heart, a bamboo stick suddenly bounced off the table and smacked Sun Fuling's face with a "slap".

It turned out that the bamboo bone he had pierced was not strong enough, and the bamboo bone was pulled.

But this is too, too coincidental, right?An afterimage quickly appeared from Zhutiaozi, he and Sun Fuling were both focused on each other, and they didn't even block it.

"Pa", the sound was a bit loud, almost breaking He Lingchuan's heart.

Sun Fuling was taken aback - everyone really jumped up, covering their faces with one hand, their eyes full of shock.

"Does it hurt?" He Lingchuan hastened to be courteous, "Let me see, let me see!"

Sun Fuling let go, and there was an eye-catching red mark on her tender face.

This, this...

It's over, it's over, it's over!
"I have medicine!" He bravely took out the ointment from his pocket, picked a little, and rubbed it evenly for her.He was out on the job all day long, and he kept all the ointments for burns and pain relievers with him.

The girl's face was delicate, and after applying the ointment, it was as smooth as fat.

It's that red mark that's so annoying.

She didn't say a word, her cheeks were still a little bulging, she didn't know if it was from anger or swelling, but the mist in her eyes disappeared.

Alas, it turned out that Master Sun was like this when he was angry, and he finally saw it.

Seeing that Sun Fuling's expression had turned gloomy, He Lingchuan was afraid that it would turn into a heavy rainstorm again, and hurriedly shook off irrelevant distracting thoughts: "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry! In this way, you don't need to do anything later, Master, ten paper kites. It’s all covered, you can just supervise at the side, how about it?”

(End of this chapter)