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One winter, Kuang Yuan fell ill.

The doctor came over to see that there was nothing serious about it. Speaking of which, the illness was self-inflicted. When it was cold and the mountains were covered with snow, I insisted on beating the drums. As you can imagine, after sweating profusely, the symptoms of cold and heat Excited, he fell ill directly on the bed.

This made Ji Mo very nervous.

Several of his masters died of illness. Although this is normal for the elderly, Kuang Yuan's age, even if he was not young in ancient times, in Ji Mo's view, it is still no problem to live for decades Yes, and more importantly, he is still young.

Yes, a 15-year-old boy, the age at which he could be said to be a relative in ancient times, is still young in Ji Mo's opinion.

"Okay, okay, I'm drinking medicine, it's nothing serious, this house is almost airtight, why are you in a hurry, look at what it looks like, you can do this again after I die!"

Kuang Yuan reprimanded Ji Mo angrily. He rarely got along with Ji Mo in the same room before. Between father and son, you live in your room and I live in mine. They don’t even have meals together. Most of them are on the outdoor corridor, and they don't stay in the same room for a long time. It feels very awkward.

Suddenly there is a familiar person in the room, but it still feels strange.

It's rare to see Kuang Yuan with such a bad temper, and Ji Mo didn't get angry with him. People who are sick always don't go so well, just lose your temper when you lose your temper.

In fact, Ji Mo's "age" should be several times that of Kuang Yuan, and what should be tolerated is what can't be tolerated.

He didn't pay attention to his expression, he looked like an elder, Kuang Yuan felt more and more uncomfortable when he saw it, and scolded him: "Go, go, don't stick around in front of my eyes, seeing you is not happy! "

"Then don't read it, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Ji Mo will not be kicked out by him, this time let him know that sometimes he must not indulge in this person, he really thinks that he looks young, so he is still a young man, not that the elderly cannot Have a young mind, but do what you can first!

Knowing cold and hot, knowing what to do in cold and warm, is serious.

Look at Kuang Yuan's high spirits a while ago, even young people don't play drums in the snow when it's snowing in winter, shirtless.

What kind of energy is this!

Ji Mo felt cold when he thought about it, anyway, he would never do this.

"You—" Seeing Ji Mo's tough attitude, Kuang Yuan became a little bit tough, and his face was still ugly, but he didn't chase him away.

The servant knows how to decoct the medicine. When the medicine is ready, bring it over. Ji Mo personally takes it and feeds it to Kuang Yuan. He threw off the medicine directly, looking at the broken bowl and the spilled medicine soup, he was actually a little bit proud.

Ji Mo saw it for the first time, and he really felt that he saw a bear boy. You are sick, and you won’t get better if you don’t drink medicine. !

Fortunately, it wasn't Ji Mo who boiled the medicine. Otherwise, after guarding the medicine pot for a long time, he finally boiled three bowls of water to make one bowl of medicine. To punch someone, really.

And what Ji Mo can do is to say calmly: "From now on, decoct two more bowls of medicine, and drink three bowls if one bowl is not enough."

If the quality is not enough, make up with the quantity!

This is not considered a threat, but it really threatened Kuang Yuan. When he saw the medicine bowl brought up, he did not overturn it, but used the word "drag", "You put it away first, and I will drink it when it cools down." .”

With the medicine bowl overturned last time, Ji Mo refused to believe it. Kuang Yuan pushed that the medicine was too hot, so he sat by the bed, scooped it up, and blew it cold. For Kuang Yuan, Kuang Yuan refused to drink it at first, and insisted that he disliked Ji Mo when he blew the medicine.

At that time, Ji Mo wanted to spit a mouthful of saliva into the medicine bowl in front of his face, and then force-fed him to drink.

Filial piety made him calm down, and put the spoon to Kuang Yuan's mouth earnestly, "Does Daddy still despise me?"

"dislike!"

If Kuang Yuan doesn't like this, he just hates it!

This person has a temperament like a phoenix, he likes cleanliness, and he doesn't like anything unclean.

"But I don't despise Daddy!"

While he was talking, Ji Mo directly stuffed the spoon into his mouth, and pinched his cheeks with the other hand, forcing him to swallow the spoonful of medicinal soup.

Kuang Yuan's eyes widened, seeing the unfilial son's behavior, he was really angry and impatient, tears seemed to come out of his eyes, but in the end he still couldn't make money, the sick person didn't have much appetite, so he couldn't eat much. He is mentally exhausted and loses strength due to illness, but he is not as good as Ji Mo, a young man who has strengthened his training in order to be able to hit beautiful drum sounds.

One weak and one strong, the final result can be imagined.

"I drink it myself."

Kuang Yuan took a deep breath and drank the already warm medicinal soup in one gulp, not daring to breathe in the middle, for fear of being hit by the bitter and unpleasant taste and making it difficult to swallow.

After these confrontations of feeding medicine, the father and son, among other things, became more familiar with each other.

Ever since the embarrassing thing of being forced to drink medicine appeared before Ji Mo's eyes, Kuang Yuan didn't seem to be so serious when facing Ji Mo anymore.

In short, at the beginning, I couldn't see the immortal demeanor, the hermit's demeanor, etc., and then Ji Mo discovered that Kuang Yuan would also stay in bed when it was cold, but because he was lazy, he would stay in bed under the quilt because of laziness. She curled up into a ball and refused to get up to cover her with another quilt.

The appearance of not washing his face, brushing his teeth, rinsing his mouth, or combing his hair has been seen more than once. Fortunately, Kuang Yuan didn't neglect personal hygiene after all, but he didn't keep it in front of Ji Mo.

It seemed to be revenge for Ji Mo who fed the medicine and blew the saliva into the bowl. Later, Kuang Yuan did a special thing, took a piece of pastry, bit half of it himself, and stuffed the other half into Ji Mo's mouth.

He thought that Ji Mo would be angry and annoyed, and from then on he felt his disgust.

As a result, Ji Moping ate it lightly, and then commented calmly: "It's too sweet, Daddy eat less, be careful of bad teeth."

In ancient times, if a tooth was broken, there was no place to repair it.

Hearing Kuang Yuan's words from Ji Mo's experience, he just stared at him dumbfounded, "That's the pastry I bit into."

"Well, it's okay." Ji Mo only thought that he was sharing, and said without raising his head.

"I bitten it, why did you eat it?"

Kuang Yuan was a little confused.

When he emphasized this, Ji Mo raised his head, looked at him, and suddenly realized that this man was deliberately taking revenge, and laughed, "Well, I don't dislike Daddy."

This sentence made Kuang Yuan leave in a hurry, no longer thinking of revenge.

Ji Mo looked at his back and just smiled, can this level change his face?would not.

As long as you have experienced enough baby years, you will find that there are always new feeding methods. Breastfeeding is definitely not the most embarrassing thing, the most terrible thing is feeding squishy!

When I was in a poor family, there was no way to grind rice and noodles into powder, and then wash it with hot water to make a paste. The adults chewed it in their mouths, chewed it into a ball and spit it out, and then fed it to the children with their hands.

Hehe, there are some things that I really can't think about, but after thinking about it - well, the taste is still okay.

I don't know if it has been fully fermented by salivary enzymes. In short, the final taste-if you eat it with your eyes closed, you can still feel delicious, so you must not think too much!

So, it's nothing to bite half of the pastry and share it. He has eaten food full of saliva, so what are you afraid of!

Ji Mo felt that he was already invulnerable to all poisons, and Kuang Yuan's kind was really pediatrics.

However, I didn't expect Kuang Yuan to have such a childish side. It seems that the previous filters were too heavy.

Seems like this is a normal growing up process again.

When every child was young, he felt that his father was a superman, a great hero, the most powerful, omnipotent, capable of anything.

But when they grow up slowly, they will always find that the father with a stalwart figure is actually an old man with a hunched back. living habit.

Suddenly, there will be a subtle "look down" and "I won't be like this in the future", but in the end, their future is no different.

Ji Mo gathered up his divergent thinking, and when he came back to his eyes, his theoretical study had basically come to an end. The basic things were limited, and the limitless was the artistic processing derived from these foundations.

In terms of musical sound, the seven notes are the foundation. Through their different arrangements and combinations, the selection of tones, the final music is so ever-changing and varied, which is the beauty of art.

Musicians need to play the music of predecessors, to condense their own feelings, and to play their own music. The ability to compose at will is also a criterion for distinguishing musicians.

According to what Kuang Yuan said, the selection criteria for court musicians is not that high. Their most basic requirement is to be able to play court music. As far as music is concerned, there will also be rewards.

But if you do too much of this kind of court music, your mind will become rigid, and you will no longer be able to play free notes.

Kuang Yuan really made up his mind not to be a court musician. On the one hand, he discovered that people who are not emperors can also be qualified to make court musicians play music. This profession is not so noble and rare; When playing music, the first thing that comes to mind is the rigid court music.

The two phases superimposed, and he felt that if he continued like this, he would be ruined, so he resigned as a court musician.

This kind of rebellious concept is easily understood by Ji Mo. His thinking is not limited to this world, and it is easier to understand those seemingly deviant choices.

"If you think it's good, don't regret it." Ji Mo said that at that time, like a futile consolation.

Kuang Yuan smiled, "I've never regretted it."