As I walked along the way, my bumpy butt was about to break into eight petals, I finally arrived at Xingfu Garden.

A Yuan held back the numbness of her legs and stood up, calling out to the outside of the carriage: "Stop, I-go-in-".

Fortunately, I didn’t take the children with me, so I felt tired these days.

Bier also jumped out of the carriage and helped the princess into the gate of Xingfuyuan. Two stone lions rolling with hydrangeas were still half majestic and half mischievously squatting on both sides. The security guards guarded the door saluted, and the two and half-old boys who were walking towards him were talking to the mountains: "Have you noticed? The servants in the family were all with a tiger-backed and bear-backed waist. When they glared, they looked like a big master."

"That's right, I passed by him and felt chill all over..."

Two pretended mature boys, when they saw A Yuan and Bier, they stood up proudly, walked around and looked at people with only the corners of their eyes.

"Puff--" Bier laughed, one of the boys shivered and almost fell down.

The flower protector Xiaowu immediately followed, glared at the two boys who had no hair on their mouths fiercely, and raised their feet and kicked them in a gesture.

After going around for a long time, perhaps these two men and women will come together.

A Yuan's legs felt much more comfortable, so she nodded to the security guard and made great strides to go home.

What is the "little boss" doing? How many words did the "little boss" recognize? What beautiful things did the "little boss" get?

The mother's heart is about to jump out. After leaving the child for five days and five nights, it is as light as the soul that has left the **, and every step is not implemented.

At this moment, A Yuan understood that it is not that the child is young, and cannot be separated from adults. To be more precise, adults cannot be separated from children.

But why is the house so quiet? A big copper lock guards the door selflessly.

The Yuan family is also closed tightly, all of which are on Bai Laoer’s side?

Bier also looked excited and went home. Unexpectedly, General Iron would hold the door, lift up his skirt and ran to the next door, greeting him: "Princess, take a break, I will pick up the little masters--"

Bazi is much smarter now. He told others to look at the carriage and follow him "swoosh" but only a little foot at the door of Bai Laoer's house and then rushed to another place.

There is nothing else, and there is no one here.

This was really strange. A Yuan leaned on the door and was stunned. He waved his hand: "Go and see if you are at Ma's house?"

Bier came back with a pout, and two more guards shot away like arrows. Since the security brothers at the door were normal, nothing big could happen. Today is good, so I might have gone on an outing!

Sure enough, even the Yuan family and his son were playing at the Ma family. The venue was spacious and there were toys. Yuan Gangzi liked the seesaw the most, and he had to climb up on the opposite side to get up.

Zhang Dashan had a "little boss" on his neck, Lu Liu was holding Yaya, Honger Lan'er was holding two other Fuwas, and there were crystal beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, and he was running, looking afraid of being scolded.

"Sister-in-law-Chengzong went to Zhuyang County. The princess repeatedly invited us to play at her place--" Lu Liu explained carefully. The three maids lowered their heads, and only the little guys shouted when they saw their mother return.

"Good boy - mom hug - do you miss mom?" A Yuan actually didn't care about Lu Liu's explanation at all. There were only three treasures in his eyes. He rushed up to hug this one, kissed that one again, and held the intimacy ceremony in reverse.

It’s so troublesome to have three at once!

Mrs. Yuan also led Yuan Gangzi behind her. The servant in the Ma Mansion flashed and went back.

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The big and thick boys were only a few years old in their minds. A Yuan held the "little third brother" with one hand and wanted to rub Gangzi's head with the other hand. He weighed his toes but couldn't reach it, so he had to give up.

Zhang Dashan and a few guards drove the carriage into the yard. Lu Liu politely rejected A Yuan's invitation, saying that he would let Yaya go home to sleep and take the servants back to his side.

Mrs. Yuan also wants to go back. Everyone knows that the people who are busy on the road are hard, and only Yuan Gangzi is determined to refuse her mother's drag and must play with A Yuan and three little babies.

"Gangzi is very well-behaved, so let him stay." A Yuan really likes this stupid child, and he doesn't hurt anyone. He always accepts harassment from three little babies with a smile, and even has his hair pulled and patted his face, as usual, "Hehe--".

Sometimes stupid people are easy to get along with, and all your thoughts are placed on your face, so you don’t need to guess.

For example, the little people who had been playing for a whole day were going to bed. When my mother went home, her fresh food was full of belly. She played crawling games with Yuan Gangzi for a while, and then she was reluctant to lie on the bed.

Even if I was so sleepy, I couldn't bear to close my eyes. The little brother was still pouting, "Ah—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

A Yuan patted this and that, and Gangzi followed and learned it, but the strength was not high, and the three little kids were attracted to laugh again, "Gee" again.

All the fatigue dissipated in the laughter. The mother took out her trump card and comforted the two little ones who were making noise. While patting her back, she hummed the lullaby: "Sleep quickly - sleep quickly - Dear baby - sleep quickly - sleep quickly - Xiaobao is so beautiful -"

"The bedding is soft - comfortable and warm - sleep quickly -"

The happy children finally closed their eyelids, and A Yuan's singing continued, although she had closed her mouth and yawned...

Under the dim candlelight, a rough palm kept falling from the back of the "little boss" and a big boy tilted his head, knelt on the carpet, humming a song in his mouth, which was the lullaby.

The stupid child can't remember such profound lyrics, but the tune is - there is no error.

At that moment, no one could believe that this peaceful, big boy humming a song was a fool.

A Yuan covered up the second yawn, followed Gangzi's rhythm, and continued to hum. This time, he spitted the lyrics very clearly.

The three little kids are very happy. When they enter deep sleep, there are still people slapping them, and they are enjoying the duets of men and women. The artistic conception is not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

Outside the children's bedroom, a couple burst into tears. The singing from the inner room was the most classic sound of nature in the world.

The silly man is seventeen years old, and his IQ is between three and seven years old. Sometimes, he will still be like a newborn baby...

The fool had the strength to help his mother and father carry things without complaining about being tired. His father arranged for him to dig a hole and fill it again, but he never complained...

From the first sight of birth, my father and mother knew that this child was carved from the same mold as his uncle, especially his eyes, which were beyond salvation...

But, can you hum a song so accurately, and your voice is as pure as the spring water in the mountains. Is it really my own stupidity?

Mrs. Yuan's sob sound interrupted the peace in the room. Gangzi had already fallen asleep while humming. He leaned under the bed of "Little Boss", the soft carpet set off a quiet smile, like an angel landing in the world.

Every child is an angel given by God, bringing happiness and happiness to every family.

Even though the angel had its wings broken.

Mrs. Yuan tiptoed over and took off her shoes with Bier, covered her with a brocade quilt. She decided to let her sleep here all night, with a fire dragon under the ground, and the child could not be frozen.

In the living room, County Magistrate Yuan had just given a deep gift, as if such a song had transformed the fate of the fool for the rest of his life.

A Yuan drank a glass of water, and the sleepiness had long passed. At this moment, he was full of theory and wanted to discuss it with County Magistrate Yuan.

"Uncle Yuan, did you hear it? When Gangzi was slapping the child in the memorization, he was the same as the rhythm of the song, and was more sharp than a normal person. The sound he hummed was very beautiful-"

A Yuan tried to tell that the fool had talent in music and should start cultivating it from this aspect. Maybe he could shine brightly in a certain field like some dementia patients in their previous lives.

However, in this era, the talent in music will probably not be valued by others, right? Musicians and singers are all inferior things, so how could they become popular overnight like in the previous life, and more than those who have studied hard for ten years in their dreams.

As a representative of Confucian scholars in the Song Dynasty, County Magistrate Yuan would not want his child's name to be related to musicians. He would definitely rather be a fool.

After drinking another glass of water, A Yuan decided to start with the stupid illness.

"Music therapy has a long history of treating diseases. The classic medical book "Huangdi Neijing" left by my ancestors has long proposed the "Five Sounds Treatment of Diseases". It is said that this music therapy is based on the relationship between the characteristics of the five ethnic music styles of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu and the relationship between the five internal organs and five elements."

To go further, A Yuan is a layman. He changes music-assisted treatment every day in the beauty salon to relieve customers' nerves. The professional term "five-tone therapy" was once seen somewhere, but now he is used as a gimmick.

Fortunately, as a great scholar of the generation, Yuan County Magistrate had no problem with poetry, songs and essays, and he could take the initiative to deepen the characteristics of five ethnic musical styles: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu.

"You mean that the five internal organs and five elements of a person can be adjusted and treated with appropriate music? For example, the Gong-style music has a melodious and quiet style, pure and solemn, and as broad and solid as ‘earth’. That is to say, it can enter the spleen? Like the Shang-style music, the style is high-pitched and tragic, sonorous and majestic, and has the characteristics of ‘gold’, so that it can enter the lungs? The Kok-style music constitutes the melody of the earth rejuvenation, all things sprout, and full of vitality. The melody is kind and cheerful, and has the characteristics of ‘wood’. That can enter the liver? Haha, the five internal organs are sick, listen to the music to treat it. A Yuan, if this matter is taken seriously, I will thank you for the people of the world!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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