Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

The thing that Zhu Jianshu held in his hand, which was used as a ruler, was selected and ground, or Zhu Jianshu himself ground it to ensure it was smooth.

There are several alternative bamboo pieces, and Zhu Jianshu picked this one out. It is slightly better than its brothers and sisters in terms of thickness and elasticity, and Zhu Jianshu thought it was the most suitable.

And An Xinglan, who watched all this the whole time, think about the feeling, watching Zhu Jianshu grind and pick, and even tried to hit it in the palm of his hand, and the bamboo pieces bounced in his hand When I got up, the elasticity was quite good, leaving a wide red mark on the white palm.

Looking at the whole process like this, it's like having a boot that won't fall off, so it's uncomfortable, it's better to just let the boot fall off.

But now that the boots were really about to fall off, he snapped back the outstretched hand, then stretched it out again, and then retracted it again.

An Xinglan didn't intend to shake Zhu Jianshu, but the psychological pressure caused by Zhu Jianshu holding up the bamboo piece and not falling down immediately is probably similar to letting you watch a nurse holding a needle and trying to prick your arm, a conditioned reflex Just want to hide.

But when An Yeming came over, An Xinglan had already decided that no matter what, he would not hide anymore this time. No, he even closed his eyes, although he quietly opened them a little bit.

"What are you doing?"

The voice was like the sound of heaven, and Jing Mimi opened her eyes a little bit, and now they were all brightened, only when she met Zhu Jianshu's eyes on the opposite side, they dimmed again like the fire that had been extinguished by cold water.

Zhu Jianshu called someone first: "Master."

An Xinglan followed and said: "Master, Tuantuan is being punished. Tuantuan has done something wrong and will be punished."

An Yeming was quite curious, "What did you do wrong?"

"Tuantuan shouldn't eat ice."

Oh, it was just two days ago.

I saw that the little guy stretched out his hand again, and it was quite funny that there was such a determination on the face of such a small person as if he looked at death like home.

An Yeming coughed lightly, and said, "Boss, just say a few words, let's forget about hitting, it's still so small."

"Master, it's because I'm still young that I can't indulge in mistakes, otherwise I won't be able to remember."

"It's not like that, Lan Lan also suffered this time, I can remember it, and I won't in the future, right?"

An Xinglan's eyes turned around Zhu Jianshu and An Yeming, and finally fell on Zhu Jianshu who was looking at him, and stretched out his hand again, "Wrong, you will be punished, Tuantuan is not afraid."

An Yeming looked at the child who stretched out his hand again in awe-inspiring manner, and felt that he seemed to have lost a game just now, to his eldest disciple.

However, he has no experience in raising and teaching children, and he has no intentions. In such matters, he often loses his temper when facing senior disciples.

Just like at this time, his eldest disciple put on a straight face and stood in front of the little guy with a bamboo piece, so he couldn't get in, couldn't get tough, it seemed that what his disciple was going to do was the correct standard, if he had the final say Yes, he is a foolish person who allows children to make mistakes.

Perhaps even children winked, knowing who had the final say in this matter, so they obediently extended their hands.

As for this point, An Yeming was wrong about An Xinglan, he just didn't want to make Zhu Jianshu angry and disappointed.

It's not a good thing to avoid punishment or something, he is not that kind of person.

"Crack." The sound of bamboo slices hitting the meat.

An Xinglan opened his eyes, "Stop hitting?"

"You still want me to fight again?"

An Xinglan shook her head hurriedly, but after working for a long time making bamboo slices, did she just hit it like this?

And although the palms are a little red and there are voices, it doesn't hurt much.

Zhu Jianshu still had a straight expression on his face, and said to An Xinglan: "Remember from now on, you must not eat the food in the mouth. If you eat ice, you will get a stomachache. Just like this time, there are grass, flowers, and fruits outside. , no matter what it is, you can’t just put it in your mouth.”

"Things that have never been seen before must be eaten when adults are present."

After Zhu Jianshu finished speaking, he remembered again and said: "Your second senior brother doesn't count him. It's the same as whether he's there or not. Don't eat what he gives you."

An Yeming was watching the boss's godson, no, he was teaching the juniors. I have to admit that the boss is very decent, but he himself is useless, and the little guy listens to him very much.

The little guy nodded obediently and said, "I remember."

Even though the boss had just slapped his palm just now, the little guy didn't have the slightest grudge against the boss, the small body was very close to the boss, and when the boss sat down, the little guy stood closer to the boss.

There was no trace of anger on the little guy's face.

An Yeming said to the little guy, "Come here, let me have a look."

The child's hand was not half the size of his palm, but the bamboo piece was almost as wide as the child's palm, and now the child's palm was completely red.

An Yeming looked at the child's red palm and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

"Does it hurt, does it hurt?" Although it hurt a little at the time, it wasn't very painful, and now it doesn't hurt at all.But if only one punishment doesn't hurt, isn't it outrageous?

An Yeming actually saw that the child didn't feel pain, but if it really hurt, the child was not like an adult, how could he bear it?Thinking that the child deliberately said it hurts to show his arrogance, he smiled and tapped the child's little nose.

"I said it myself, remember not to eat indiscriminately in the future."

An Xinglan nodded.

Then An Yeming took out a piece of candy and gave it to the little guy, "Just remember, this prize is for you."

Although An Yeming didn't pay much attention, she knew what the little guy likes by just listening to the little guy's things casually.

Therefore, Zhu Jianshu did not use sugar to please the children, but An Yeming used it casually.

Zhu Jianshu, who was sitting quietly just now, turned to this side when he saw this scene, but An Yeming seemed to have extra eyes. When Zhu Jianshu just moved his lips slightly, he looked at Zhu Jianshu.

This look was full of majesty as a master and a lord, which made Zhu Jianshu's mouth shut again when he wanted to speak.

But seeing the child happily throwing that candy into his mouth quickly, his eyebrows were slightly frowned. The child eats a fixed amount of candy every day, and their master added whatever chaos, but, forget it, I didn't dare to pooh-pooh my lord's face.

An Yeming looked away satisfied, and continued talking to the child: "Are you angry with your brother?"

An Xinglan, who was eating sweet candy, shook her head, "Hello, Senior Brother Diandian."

Not to mention that Zhu Jianshu didn't hurt much when he hit him, and Zhu Jianshu didn't have any malice in punishing him.

In fact, I'm embarrassed to say that An Xinglan even envied this kind of thing that was taught by the elders of the family because of mischief in her previous life.

Unlike my aunt's accusations and scolding, my uncle's indifference is very different. Although he was being scolded and even beaten, it doesn't bring negative feelings to people, and it doesn't make people angry at all.

The little guy's innocent little milk voice said "Hello Senior Brother Diandian" without any grievances. The sweetness of the candy cubes in the little guy's mouth was stained in the little milk voice, and it floated over gently, making people's hearts melt up.

But those sitting here are not ordinary people, but even so, at this moment, the eyes of Zhu Jianshu who was sitting quietly softened.

Only An Yeming, who was sitting in front of the little guy, sneered in his heart, how are you, boss?He touched the child's head, thinking that such a big child is really a fool.

After the little fool finished eating the candy, he still remembered something, and said cheerfully: "I have something for Diandian." Then he ran to the room where he slept, and then swung his short legs again after a while. ran back.

He ran directly to Zhu Jianshu, stretched out his clenched fists, "Here."

However, the small fist was tightly clenched, and it was only after Zhu Jianshu stretched out his hand that he let go.

Zhu Jianshu really had expectations in his heart, and even An Yeming turned around to look curiously.

But as expected, you shouldn't have too high expectations for children's treasures——Zhu Jianshu with anticipation in his eyes and An Yeming who looked over curiously, saw that little fist fell into Zhu Jianshu's palm after he let go It's just a pebble.

It's really just a small pebble, an ordinary pebble that can be seen by rivers, streams, pools, or even anywhere.

At most, this one is more rounded, and the color is a little bright red.

The little guy was still happily saying in the tone of giving away a baby: "It looks good, I saved it for Diandian."

Anyway, it is the best stone in the pile, he always gets things from Zhu Jianshu, but he himself has nothing now, no good things to give, but even sending a stone is considered a kindness.

Even if Zhu Jianshu is not rare, the meaning is expressed.

However, being sent as a baby by a child, even a stone, makes people feel that it should be properly put away and treasured, and maybe when the child grows up, he can show it to the child.

Zhu Jianshu just stared at the small pebble in the palm of his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he saw it looked better. Do you think it is round, like, uh, a bead?There are no edges or corners, and it is not difficult to handle at all.

Look at the red dot on it again, does it look like the red sun in the morning?exactly like that.

Zhu Jianshu smiled as if his face was illuminated by a soft light, and said softly: "Yes, it looks good. You have good eyesight. Where did you get it?"

So An Xinglan told Zhu Jianshu that when he and Teng Yiyan went to see the fish, he saw it from many stones at once, and then decided to bring it back and give it to Dian Dian up.

After An Xinglan finished telling the story, he added: "Master has it too."

Only then did An Yeming notice that the little guy had another fist clenched, and then the little guy ran to him again and gave him the small stone clenched in that fist.

But An Yeming felt that he was just passing by with the little guy. Think back, what the little guy said when he ran out to get something-"I have something for Diandian", and think about what the little guy said just now -"Master also has", the word "also" can explain the problem very well.

Besides, who did the little guy give the thing to first?

An Yeming, who was treated as incidental for the first time, was in a delicate mood.

He observed the stone he took with rigorous eyes, and found that it was not as round as the one in the boss's hand. Although it was also colored with red, the red one was not as straight as the one in the boss's hand.

Again, he's been thoroughly 'by the way'.

"An Xinglan, I heard you were beaten!" Gao Liang's loud voice came from afar, finally interrupting An Yeming's delicate mood, and in that loud voice, even a little gloating over a joke could be heard .