"How warm and kind, it illuminates the hearts of our serfs..."
Every morning, Zhang Chiling would teach Chen Jun how to practice her voice, and the first day in 1990 was no exception.
Ma Xiaolong squatted by the pool in the yard and brushed his teeth. Listening to the sweet singing outside the door, he brushed his teeth even more vigorously.
Half an hour later, Ma Xiaolong delivered some freshly steamed sugar triangles and jujube cakes to the opposite door.
Last night, Zhang Chiling's relatives came uninvited, which really shocked him, otherwise he would not have gone home in a daze.
He had been a bachelor for forty years in his previous life and had no experience. He was confused all night. He came to his senses early this morning and quickly made sugar triangles and jujube cakes to replenish Zhang Chiling's blood.
Because he has no experience, he doesn't know what is good for women to eat these days, but the Internet always says that brown sugar and red dates can replenish blood. There is brown sugar in the sugar triangle, and jujube is in the name of the jujube cake, so it should be okay, right?
These days, there is no Baidu, so you can’t find anything you want to search, which is very inconvenient.
I miss the 122nd day of 2022.
…
After learning about Ma Xiaolong's purpose and seeing his embarrassed look, Zhang Zhiling covered her mouth and smiled softly, and Xiafei said with her cheeks: "Thank you Xiaolong."
"You're welcome, auntie, please hurry up and eat while it's hot." Ma Xiaolong scratched his head and put the plate with the sugar triangles and jujube cake on the table: "It's just steamed, it should be quite delicious."
"Yeah." Zhang Chiling was about to pour a cup of hot water, but Ma Xiaolong poured a cup in front of her and put it in her hand.
"..." Zhang Chiling's eyes became softer and she said with a smile: "Whoever marries Xiaolong in the future will be blessed."
"It's morning, it's morning!" Ma Xiaolong broke open a piece of jujube cake, gave the small piece to Chen Jun, and left the big one to her mother: "Eat slowly, there are pits in the dates, don't break your teeth."
"Yeah." Chen Jun sat next to him, biting his mouth.
Zhang Chiling tucks her hair, feeling a little relieved from her irritability due to the arrival of her relatives.
Ma Xiaolong suddenly remembered something, stood up and said, "Auntie, you eat first, I will come back later."
Zhang Chiling smiled and said: "Go quickly!"
"Brother, are you leaving?" Chen Jun raised his head, his eyes full of reluctance.
Who can withstand this?
Ma Xiaolong touched her head and said, "I'm going to get something and I'll be back in a while."
"Then hurry up." Chen Jun said.
"good."
…
When she got home, Liu Ying, who was having breakfast, saw Ma Xiaolong going through her closet and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"I remember that the hot water bottle should be placed here. Mom, where did the hot water bottle go?" Ma Xiaolong asked.
The hot water bottle was used by Liu Ying when she visited relatives in winter, so it has been kept in her closet.
"What do you want a hot water bottle for?" Liu Ying looked curious.
"My aunt was bleeding and had a stomachache, so I covered her stomach," Ma Xiaolong said.
As soon as these words came out, my grandfather and father, who were eating, were immediately embarrassed.
Liu Ying rolled her eyes: "You brat, you don't know what to say."
He stood up and took out the hot water bottle from the corner of the closet and handed it to his father: "Go and pour some boiling water."
Dad nodded, poured the boiling water from the thermos bottle into the thermos bag, sealed it, and handed it to Ma Xiaolong: "Take it!"
"Then I'll take it." Ma Xiaolong hugged the hot water bottle and ran away, as fast as Usain Bolt when he was a child.
"This kid is quite enthusiastic." Grandpa chuckled.
"I don't know what's going on these days. Zhiling always tells everyone that Xiaolong is her son." Liu Ying said with a smile: "Looking at it today, I doubt that Xiaolong is really her son."
"Why don't we let Xiaolong recognize her as a godmother?" Grandpa suggested: "We all know Zhiling well. She is a good girl, but her life is a bit miserable. If she really likes Xiaolong, it would be good to recognize her as a godmother."
Liu Ying thought for a while, then turned to look at Ma Qiangsheng: "What do you think?"
Ma Qiangsheng was silent for a moment and said: "Okay."
"Then I'll talk about it later." Liu Ying said with a smile: "Zhiling has been studying music since she was a child. Maybe she can become a musician under the influence of Xiaolong!"
"If Xiaolong becomes a musician, we will all enjoy the blessings." Grandpa said cheerfully.
"Are you a musician?" Ma Xiaofeng walked in, rubbing her eyes and her hair was messy.
"..."
Liu Ying sighed: "This one can only sing Allegro."
Ma Xiaofeng: "?"
…
Zhang Chiling was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and a hot water bottle was placed on her lower abdomen. It was warm, and the slight pain gradually dissipated.
On the side, Ma Xiaolong was holding a bamboo flute and blowing a loud noise to his mouth.
"No, no." Chen Jun pointed out Ma Xiaolong's mistake in playing very seriously, "Brother, before you play, you must moisturize your mouth to keep it moist, otherwise it will be very laborious to play. The flute must be cleaned with water before playing, and then...
"
"..."
Ma Xiaolong scratched his head, and I just talked about it casually. Why did he give me a class? Should I know this professional knowledge?
Zhang Chiling chuckled: "Xiaolong, do you want to learn music? Auntie can teach you."
"We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later." Ma Xiaolong felt that among the music skills he would acquire in the future, there should be rewards such as singing and musical instruments. Anyway, he would be able to get them in the future, so there was no need to spend energy learning these.
Zhang Chiling smiled slightly, saying that everyone has their own ambitions and cannot be forced to do so. Music is not a necessity in life. It is good to study hard and find a good job in the future.
Not long after, Liu Ying came: "Zhiling, are you okay?"
Zhang Chiling stood up: "Sister Ying, why are you here? Sit down quickly."
"I'm here to see you." Liu Ying sat down beside the bed: "Lie down quickly. Is your stomach feeling better?"
"Much better." Zhang Zhiling stood up the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed: "Thanks to Xiaolong, this child is gentle and considerate. I really envy Sister Ying for having such a good son."
"Envy?" Liu Ying asked with a smile.
"Yeah." Zhang Chiling nodded, not trying to hide it.
"Easy to handle!" Liu Ying said with a smile: "You become his godmother, and he will be your son from now on."
Zhang Chiling: "Ah!?"
Ma Xiaolong: "Huh?"
Chen Jun: "(′???`)?"
Liu Ying: "(′^ω^`)"
…
"Mom, drink tea." Ma Xiaolong knelt on the ground and offered tea to Zhang Chiling.
Zhang Chiling took the tea cup with a smile, took a sip and said: "Good boy, get up quickly!"
Ma Xiaolong stood up, patted the dirt on his trouser legs, took the tea cup and put it aside.
"Mom, will Brother Xiaolong be my brother from now on?" Chen Jun asked nervously and expectantly.
"Yes." Zhang Zhiling smiled and said, "Xiaolong will be your brother from now on."
"That's great." Chen Jun's face turned red with joy. He grabbed the corner of Ma Xiaolong's clothes and called out cutely: "Brother (????)."
Who can withstand this?
Ma Xiaolong was instantly killed by Meng, and he patted his chest and said, "Whoever dares to bully you in the future, tell me, and my brother will avenge you!"
Chen Jun smiled like a flower: "Yeah."
"Okay, you just know how to fight." Liu Ying gave him a blow. She turned to Zhang Chiling and said: "Zhiling, your son has accepted it. Do you have a gift for changing your words?"
Zhang Chiling smiled slightly and was about to stand up when Liu Ying held her down: "Tell me what you want to tell me."
"Sorry to bother Sister Ying." Zhang Zhiling lay down again and said, "There is a long cloth bag on the left side of the cabinet."
Liu Ying quickly took out a long white cloth bag: "This?"
"Yes, please trouble me, Sister Ying."
"What are you talking about?" Liu Ying handed her the long white cloth bag. Judging from the shape, it should contain a flute or a flute.
Zhang Chiling opened the bag and found a bamboo flute inside. It looked quite ordinary on the outside.
"Xiaolong." Zhang Chiling called out.
"Mom." Ma Xiaolong knew that she was going to give him the gift of changing her mouth.
Zhang Zhiling gently stroked the bamboo flute and said: "This is the bamboo flute I made by myself five years ago. The sound is not perfect, but it is still excellent. I give it to you today without asking you to become a bamboo flute master in the future.
As long as you can blow it to relieve boredom in your free time, it will be great."
After caressing it gently for a moment with a hint of reluctance, Zhang Chiling put the bamboo flute into a cloth bag and handed it to Ma Xiaolong.
"Thank you, Mom." Ma Xiaolong took the flute and handed it to Chen Jun: "Xiaojun, please keep it for me."
Chen Jun was stunned for a moment, blinked, nodded, and said seriously: "I will keep it safe for my brother."
"..." Zhang Chiling laughed.
Seeing her reluctance, he returned the bamboo flute to her in another way. He was such a considerate and smart child.
…
"Do you recognize your godmother?"
After New Year's Day, they returned to school. After each of them recounted what they had experienced during the New Year's Day holiday, Zhu Sha was stunned: "Who?"
"Xiaojun's mother." Ma Xiaolong knocked on the eggshell.
"Oh?" Cinnabar thought thoughtfully.
"What are you thinking about?" Ma Xiaolong asked as he bit into the fried dough sticks.
"Aren't you very familiar with Xiaojun's family? Is it necessary to admit marriage?" Zhu Sha lay on the desk and looked at him sideways.
"It won't affect your recognition of your godmother if you are familiar with it." Ma Xiaolong took a bite of the egg and chewed: "Besides, my godmother is a music teacher. If I am around her from now on, maybe I can become a big singer when I grow up!"
Zhu Sha smiled and narrowed her eyes: "From now on, I will be a martial arts star, you will be a singer, and we will make a big difference together."
"So arrogant and ambitious?" Ma Xiaolong took a sip of milk and said, "I just said it casually, do you take it seriously?"
"How will you know if it works if you don't try it?" Zhu Sha rarely said seriously: "When I master my martial arts skills, I will go to the capital to make a living. As long as you give me a chance, I will definitely work hard to become a martial arts star."
"I believe you." Ma Xiaolong nodded and said nicely.
Cinnabar narrowed his eyes: "Do you sound like you are telling lies?"
"Illusions are all illusions." He said Zhusha Xianpo, but sighed in his heart.
In his previous life, when he was moving bricks in the capital, a crew came to their construction site to shoot a movie. He played a cameo role and earned thirty yuan. There were groups of young and beautiful girls in the crew, all waiting for the opportunity to rise to the top like Zhusha.
of.
Without Yang Koi's luck, it would be difficult for ordinary girls to get ahead!
Unless Zhusha's father could escape that disaster, but how could that be possible!
…
"Children, don't be greedy, it's the New Year after Laba."
After the Laba Festival, the flavor of the New Year became very strong very quickly, and the little carrot heads in the class became more and more impetuous, thinking all day about taking winter vacation early so as to celebrate the New Year.
But before the winter vacation, a final exam came as scheduled.
[Ding, the exam task is triggered, the exam level is low.]
[Task 1: Rank first in grade in Chinese language test. Task completed, rewarded with 2 skill points; task failed, no reward. 】
[Task 2: Rank first in grade in math test. Task completed, rewarded with 2 skill points; task failed, no reward. 】
[Task 3: The natural test score is first in grade. When the task is completed, 2 skill points will be awarded; if the task fails, there will be no reward.]
[Task 4: The overall score is first in grade. The task is completed and 2 attribute points are awarded; the task fails and there is no reward. 】