After the immortal disappeared

The yard of the new house is larger than that of Panlong City, at least sixty or 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 stood by the tank to fetch water.

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

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

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

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

He Lingchuan took the bucket and poured water into it, then fished out a piece of bamboo and tried it. It was very thin but very tough.

He gasped: "Students are too naughty, do they need so many pointers?"

The bamboo board hitting the palms of my hands is a frozen memory from my childhood.

Sun Fuling grabbed a clean bamboo stick and lightly slapped his back: "This is all to take care of you!"

He Lingchuan straightened his back and patted his chest: "I'm not bragging. Even if you beat so many bamboo strips to pieces, you can't hurt me. You need to change to something more powerful."

With his current physical strength, the bamboo stick would only itch but not hurt when pulled up.

"Your skin is itchy, aren't you? Do you really deserve a spanking?" Master Sun laughed and cursed, then spanked him again, hitting him right on the back mound. This time I used a little more force, but someone with a thick skin remained indifferent, "If all the students were like you, there really would be no need to open the academy!"

"What are these for?"

"Make paper kites." Master Sun grabbed a bamboo stick that had been soaked for a long time and wiped it dry. "The wind will pick up in two or three days, and it will be time to take the students to release paper kites outside the city. The children of Xiluo and Changhou people can play together best. good."

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

"The college is short of manpower, and the craftsman who made the paper kites has fallen ill these days, so we have to divide the tasks. Each master has to make ten." She cut the bamboo in two with a knife, as neatly as if the knife was peeling asparagus. , instead of stiff bamboo strips. "Well, I used to think that being a master only meant teaching. Who knew there were endless chores, most of which had nothing to do with teaching."

She pouted slightly, a little unhappy.

It can be seen that everyone hates trouble outside of their job.

For the first time, He Lingchuan heard her complain to him. She was no longer as unworldly as before.

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

He had been to Yuheng Academy, and during recess it was as noisy as a monkey mountain, making his head buzz.

"Hmm, it's almost the same as you." While the bamboo strips were softened by the hot water, Sun Fuling quickly pulled out a diamond-shaped bamboo frame and tied it tightly, which was the classic shape of a kite.

She kept complaining and her movements were not slow at all.

"Master Sun is very skilled." What kind of woman can't cook but is amazing with knives and can make paper kites?

"My father and I used to do this when I was a kid. The paper kites we made would fly the highest and farthest in competitions." Sun Fuling glanced at him, "Can you do it?"

He Lingchuan also grabbed a knife and helped her peel the bamboo: "It's a piece of cake. I can also stab a big dragon!"

Sun Fuling laughed and said nothing, but made her meaning clear.

"Don't believe me?" He Lingchuan glared at her, "I'll give you a prick to see?"

"First tie a few small paper kites and show them to me before we go on." Sun Fuling pointed at the bamboo strips and said, "I haven't finished any of them yet."

"Okay, okay." He Lingchuan couldn't be bothered by this stuff. When he was a child, he had a hand in making scarecrows, paper kites, and grasshoppers in his hometown. He paid attention to being clever and fast.

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

Sun Fuling believed it now, because these bamboo strips could not be shaped into a suitable shape in the hands of outsiders. Not to mention he did it quickly and well.

"Don't make it too troublesome. I'm not good at painting either." She took the finished bamboo bones and applied some glue, then covered them with wet paper and stretched them tightly, then carefully trimmed the edges.

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

"Is this still necessary for painting?" 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 red paper sprinkled with gold is usually used to write greetings. It is expensive and crisp.

He Lingchuan dipped his pen in ink and wrote in one breath on the red paper:

You still have to read the three books every day, and your homework cannot be reduced.

"Dao Zhi Jian, you put this on the back of the kite! I guarantee that the kid who gets it will cry with excitement."

The "Three Books" are the textbooks designated by Shuqin Academy for students under the age of twelve. They are all large books. A stack of three books weighs four kilograms.

Master Sun didn't know whether he was angry or laughing, the hand holding the pen and paint trembled: "You, you..."

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

He Lingchuan looked at his handwriting and was very pleased with himself. He wrote very well: "It is both educational and entertaining, how good is it?"

Sun Fuling bit her lip to hold back her laughter, leaned over and added another line of small words on the paper:

Yuheng leader He Lingchuan presented the gift.

She won't take the blame.

She was so close, and He Lingchuan couldn't help feeling itchy when he saw her pretty face so close and the subtle fragrance floating around.

By the time he reacted, he had already put a nice scent on the beauty's face.

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

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

He was just about to pour out his heart when a bamboo stick suddenly bounced up from the table and hit Sun Fuling in the face with a "pop" sound.

It turned out that the bamboo bones he tied were not strong enough and the bamboo bones were broken.

But this is too, too coincidental, right? An afterimage appeared on the bamboo stick. He and Sun Fuling were both focused on each other, and they didn't even block it.

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

Sun Fuling was shocked - everyone really jumped up, covering her face with one hand, and her eyes were full of shock.

"Does it hurt?" He Lingchuan quickly expressed his courtesy, "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 took out the ointment from his pocket, picked a little, and spread it evenly for her. He is out in the field all day long, so he always keeps burn and analgesic ointment with him.

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

It's just that red mark that's too annoying.

She said nothing, her cheeks were still a little bulging, and she didn't know whether they were angry or swollen, but the mist in her eyes was gone.

Alas, it turns out that Master Sun behaves like this when he is angry. 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, so he quickly got rid of irrelevant thoughts and said: "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! In this way, I don't need you to do anything later, I will use ten paper kites. It’s all covered, you can just supervise from the side, okay?”