Good Man Training System

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After Feng's mother came back from work, she hurriedly gave Feng Qiaolan a stew. The meat of this bird was very tender, and the medicinal materials she asked for yesterday were a small pot of nourishing soup.

This soup is more nutritious than chicken soup. When I think of saving a chicken and my daughter can replenish her body, she works hard.

The tonic soup was served on the table, still exuding a fragrance, and Feng's mother urged Feng Qiaolan to eat more.

Feng Qiaolan looked at several people and said, "You eat too."

"We don't want to eat. Now it's you who want to make up for your body and you are pregnant with a child. Eat more." Mother Feng answered immediately, thinking that she had to hold her tightly.

Feng Qiaolan looked at the big bowl. There were a lot of wolfberries floating on it, all of which were meat. "I can't finish it."

Mother Feng: "How much meat is this? You can't finish it, so save it for tomorrow!"

Ji Huai took the bowl in front of Feng Qiaolan and filled her with soup. "If you can't finish it, serve it as a supper later. It won't taste good until tomorrow, and the nutrition may be lost. It's better to make up for it while it's fresh."

"Yes." Although Feng's mother does not understand the loss of nutrition, she is afraid that it will be broken tomorrow. "If you can't finish eating, Mom will heat you up for supper later, and then go to bed after eating."

Feng Qiaolan couldn't help but bit the bullet and drank the soup.

She was afraid of being greasy, so Feng's mother removed the upper layer of oil. The soup tasted sweet and delicious, better than chicken.

The three people on the table did not show any strangeness. Feng Qiaolan secretly observed Ji Huai. He was eating salted radishes, his expression remained unchanged, and he was chatting with Mrs. Feng and the others about going to work.

Feng's mother felt that the soup was nutritious, and added medicinal materials, so she cooked a few more bowls of soup. She drank two bowls and couldn't drink it. Originally, she wanted them to finish the meal. The three of them were already full. Feng's mother confirmed her When you are full, carefully pick it up and walk to the kitchen, "Mom take it and put it in the pot, and eat it later."

"Thank you mom." Feng Qiaolan said she was going to help, Feng mother stopped and asked her to go to rest quickly.

Ji Huai asked suddenly, "Have you finished your preview?"

Feng Qiaolan: ""

He raised his eyebrows, took out his clothes and put them in the iron bucket, and walked out, "I'll take a bath first, and I will give you a lecture later, you have to go through it again, or I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up."

She saw it, but she didn't understand a lot, and didn't dare to be vague, so she hurried to read it again.

The more anxious you are, the less you understand what you don't understand. Feng Qiaolan felt that it was too difficult for herself.

Ji Huai took a bath very quickly. In less than half an hour, he held a bucket in one hand and a towel in the other to wipe his hair. He wiped his hair while walking back. After entering the yard, he dried the washed clothes and walked in. Inside the house.

There was a kerosene lamp on the table, and Feng Qiaolan was sitting reading like a well-behaved student, touching her raised belly from time to time to comfort the child.

Hearing the movement coming from the door, she turned her head and saw Ji Huai coming over and looking at her unfolded textbook, "Have you finished reading it?"

With a guilty conscience, she retracted her gaze, staring at the book, lacking confidence, "I have read it, but I don't understand a lot of it, and some of it is confused."

"Normal, just let you know where you don't understand, so that you can focus on studying." Ji Huai sat beside her, took the pen she put aside, "I'm talking?"

"Yeah." She sat up a little bit, took a lot of seriousness, and kept staring at the textbook.

"Don't look at this first." Ji Huai moved the textbook aside, put a draft paper in front of her, picked up a pen and started to draw a mind map on it, "The college entrance examination mathematics is mainly divided into several major test points, first."

As he spoke, Qi Shuashu began to draw a list on the paper, one, two, three, four, five, six, the first big point unfolded, and then began to subdivide.

"This concept, to put it simply" he will explain it in the most accessible way, then pull out the textbook, point to the concept and tell her, "a meaning, it's just an explanation here."

Feng Qiaolan nodded again and again, and those puzzled areas suddenly became clear.

"The second point, let's start with the simplest." As he said, he turned the textbook back a few pages, gave examples of knowledge points, took the draft paper, "I wrote a question, how to solve this?"

She took a look, hesitated for a while before writing.

Ji Huai was quietly by her side and didn't mention anything. When she solved the problem, he said again, "It is not important to solve the problem. The focus is on thinking. What is it to test?"

Feng Qiaolan stumbled to answer the question.

If she can say it, this question will be over. If she can't say it, Ji Huai will go back and talk about this knowledge point again and change the question type.

His lectures are not boring at all, and his thoughts are very clear. With the addition of logic diagrams, Feng Qiaolan can easily follow. After finishing the last point, he put down his pen and said, "I will talk about these today, digest and digest."

She looked at the math textbook that had been taught one-sixth, blinked, looked at the textbook and looked at him again.

At first I thought it was too late to review, but now I feel that his whole person is shining, the speed is too fast, and he is not ambiguous at all.

"Um" was suddenly kicked in the stomach, and she returned to her senses. After sitting for too long, her waist was a little sore, and the child started to protest. She slowly got up and walked back and forth in the house touching her belly, moving her muscles and bones.

"Xiao Lan, are you asleep?" Mother Feng's voice sounded outside the door.

Feng Qiaolan replied: "Nothing."

Ji Huai went to open the door, and Mother Feng brought the rest of the soup, "I just cooked it again, thinking she was hungry, let her eat and then sleep."

He reached out and took it: "It just happened to be going to bed, Mom, you came in time."

"Go to bed early, and leave the bowl for my mother to wash tomorrow." Mother Feng asked, afraid of disturbing them, turned and left.

Ji Huai brought the soup in, put it on the table, and beckoned to her, "Drink the soup, and sleep when you are full."

"I'm not going to eat it, you eat it." Feng Qiaolan shook her head and said, "Mom's soup is delicious, so you can drink a little too."

He caught the bird meat. Since she was pregnant with the baby, all the delicious food at home has been let her, and the food has deteriorated. He estimated that he was also frustrated. Every day, salted radishes are served with pickles. Sometimes the rice that he eats has to be filtered to feed the chickens. They eat the leftover rice residues in order to make the chickens good eggs.

"You let me grab meat from you and the kids?" Ji Huai laughed, his tone couldn't refuse, "Come here soon, it's not early, and go to bed after eating."

Feng Qiaolan could only walk over, and sat down without moving.

"Do you need me to feed it?" He turned a page with the "Collection of Plants" in his hand.

"No." She took a spoon, took a sip of the soup, and blew it softly, holding it in her hand to feed him. In the past, Mother Feng would occasionally boil brown sugar eggs for her. She would not eat alone, she would feed him.

The spoon was placed next to his mouth, Ji Huai did not open his mouth, his dark eyes kept looking at her.

"Take a sip, taste it, it's really delicious." Feng Qiaolan stretched forward again.

He was helpless, so he could only open his mouth and sip, and nodded rather kindly, "It's delicious, you drink more."

Feng Qiaolan looked at the meat in the spoon that didn't move, and didn't say anything. He reminded, "It will be cold again in a while, hurry up and eat. Headache will hurt when you sleep late."

She wanted to feed him again, but they were not greedy at all, and she was forced to eat it alone.

Finally, Ji Huai said to her, "I will go up the mountain to catch it again in two days, and try to let you eat it every day."

"Eat so much, I will become a pig." She frowned, somewhat resisting.

He didn't think there was anything wrong: "Isn't it? Give birth to a piglet, white and fat."

"Not good!" She narrowed her mouth, lowered her head and muttered, "If I become a pig and give birth to a piglet, then what are you? Are you a pig?"

Ji Huai: ""

After she finished speaking, she noticed a line of sight, saw his face full of entanglement, and continued, "Aren't you a boar? The whole family is a pig."

Ji Huai twitched his mouth, looking at her belly in thought.

Feng Qiaolan's eyebrows suddenly bends quietly, holding back a smile and continuing to drink her soup.

Due to a hand injury, Ji Huai did not go up the mountain to cut down trees for the time being, and when he returned from work, he gave Feng Qiaolan a lecture.

The pieces of agarwood he had chopped before have not yet been cut out. Recently, he was using a knife to cut the wood while teaching.

For example, now, Feng Qiaolan is reading a book. He is sitting not far away, slowly cutting, his tone is not hurried, "Look at the mind map first, then turn to the fifteenth page, start with the system, first."

Feng Qiaolan couldn't read the book as fast as he said, and occasionally she took notes, and she hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I want to write it down. What did you just say? Say it again."

Ji Huai blew off the wood slag, picked up the piece of agarwood and looked at it, turned around, continued to grind, and at the same time slowed down his tone, "Speaking of the impact first, it must be overturned."

Feng Qiaolan tried hard to memorize, and then read, "overturned"

He cut another piece of wood and took out the whole agarwood, but this piece was small, probably not half of them, he put it aside, looking at her trying to take notes.

"It's finished." Feng Qiaolan couldn't easily catch up with the speed of his speech. After speaking for a while, when he saw that he hadn't said aloud, she couldn't help but raise her head, looking at him in confusion, "What then?"

Ji Huai looked at her with a smile, and slowly read the next paragraph.

Feng Qiaolan was embarrassed by him. In the process of writing, she was interrupted several times. Every time she wrote two characters, she couldn't remember what was below. When she asked too many times, she hesitated and stopped writing.

As if he had seen it through, he continued to read.

Feng Qiaolan finished writing and praised him, "Your memory is really good. You can remember so many things without reading textbooks. You will definitely get a higher score on the next college entrance examination!"

He is so powerful, more powerful than she thought, and he feels more and more powerful, beyond her cognition.

Ji Huai was not modest. Instead, he said, "Do you think everyone is the same as you? Only a few seconds of memory."

Feng Qiaolan quit, "I'm complimenting you, can you harm me like this?"

She needs to sort out her self-confidence now, and she really works hard with her baby.

Ji Huai: "What you said is a fact, and what I said is also a fact."

She was so angry that she closed the textbook, and was about to get up with her pregnant belly, grieving, "No more."

"I haven't studied for a few days before I want to give up? This can't be admitted to college."

His light and fluttering voice completely pushed her on the seat again, and Feng Qiaolan glared at him, "Are you great, so what about you? What if you can read."

Ji Huai answered: "You can prove yourself if you can take the university entrance exam."

"" Feng Qiaolan choked, she could only lower her head and touch her stomach, and finally blurted out of anger, "I have proven myself, you still have to teach me that you are so good, or you have to hold me and my child."

This is quite arrogant, she is still pregnant with his child.

Originally it was an angry remark, but Ji Huai didn't expect Ji Huai to agree, "Indeed, what kind of pot is equipped with what lid, otherwise it is impossible to get a piece and get married and have children."

"Are you complimenting me or hurting yourself?" she asked, turning her head.

Ji Huai’s lips rose in an arc, "praising you."

Her anger suddenly disappeared at this moment, and the corners of her mouth curled up with him.

The next day.

Ji Huai went to the mountain again, still making a circle, whether he could find wood with agarwood, no matter how much it contained, he had to go up and chop it down.

Cut three pieces, went back to the clearing, chopped bamboo, and started making a trap with bamboo. After setting it up, he hid.

This time, the bird that got into the trap was not wary at all, and immediately let it down from the sky, creating too much movement, the surrounding air was flowing, the insects had not yet pecked the entrance, the bamboo was tilted with the wind, and the bird was directly stuck in the feathers.

He stepped forward to catch it, threw it into the basket, and went down the mountain to collect firewood.

Seeing that he had caught the bird again, Feng's mother laughed and blossomed again, and Feng Qiaolan's tonic soup had fallen. Standing in the yard, Feng Dafeng watched Ji Huai drying the white wood. He didn't say anything. There was a little rain this morning, and he helped to take it back.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to the city tomorrow, do you have anything to buy?" Ji Huai asked.

Feng Dafeng twisted his eyebrows: "What are you going to do in the city?"

Mother Feng also looked over, and the first reaction was whether Ji Huai was leaving? Sneak away?

When she thought of this, her expression faded and she walked slowly over, "Yeah, what are you going to do in the city? It's not easy to walk far away."

"I have taken some agarwood during this period of time. I want to go to the purchase station to sell it, and see how much it can sell. If I can sell it, I want to buy Xiaolan some nutrients to replenish my body." Ji Huai squatted and continued to flip. Turning to the white wood, then continue.

Seeing that Feng's mother could still sell money, she quickly winked at Feng Dafeng: Stop it.

When they get the money, they might just run away, take the notice and leave. Where can they find it? Even wonder if Ji Huai is acting during this time? Deliberately let them relax their vigilance?

She is too afraid that Ji Huai is leaving, what should I do if they leave their house? What about Feng Qiaolan?

Feng Dafeng just pretended not to see it, and said to Ji Huai, "We have nothing to buy. Just ask Xiaolan what he wants to buy. Even if you can sell it, you should keep some. You need money to have children and raise children."

The person who wants to leave can't be kept, he won't pray.

If Ji Huai doesn't raise it, he will raise it!

"Dad, I know." Ji Huaiying.

Feng Dafeng said nothing, and walked inside the house.

"Hey." Mother Feng was anxious, looked at Feng Dafeng, and then at Ji Huai, her expression tangled, she thought about it for a while before she walked over and said cautiously, "Xiao Huai, you said before that you will not go to university this year, Xiao Huai Lan is also preparing with you for the university entrance examination next year, you can’t"

"Mom." Ji Huai knew what she was going to say, and after interrupting, she promised, "I will not leave her and the child behind. I will not leave her alone a year later. here."

"That's good." Mr. Feng was soothed by him and walked to the kitchen. During the period, she kept looking back, obviously still not at ease.

On the second day, when he went to ask Feng Qiaolan what she wanted to buy, she shook her head, "You can come back early, it doesn't matter if you can't sell it, we can keep our own points, it should smell good."

She didn't think it was worth much, so he shouldn't be too disappointed.

"Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible." After he finished speaking, he set out tasks. "You have to read the book well at home. I will come back to explain with you at night."

Feng Qiaolan is very obedient: "I will look good."

Ji Huai walked out of the door. Mother Feng didn't know when she hid outside and waited for him, rubbing some money in her hand and stepping forward to give him.

"Mom, what are you doing?" He stepped back and didn't answer.

"Xiaohuai, mom knows you don't have much money. You can take the money and you can buy things. When the child is born, my father and I will help you raise it. Don't worry too much, and have a good time with Xiaolan." Feng's mother said It was a little urgent, and a little incoherent.

It could be seen that she was still panicked, especially since Ji Huai had to leave after a trouble.

She was really afraid that he would leave without saying a word.

"I don't want your money, and I'm not going to spend it." Ji Huai still didn't take it, comforting her, "I will work hard to make money to feed Xiao Lan and the children. Don't worry too much about you and Dad. You raise Xiao Lan. It's not easy anymore, how can you worry about it anymore?"

Mother Feng was touched by the words he said. Seeing that he was leaving, she said repeatedly, "Come back early. Mom will give you fried eggs at noon, boiled dry rice, and dried fish at home. You can also cook it."

"Never mind the dried fish, Xiaolan can't smell the fishy smell, don't make her too uncomfortable." Ji Huai said afterwards, "She has been reading too long these days. If you are at home, help me remind her to get up and go. Go, otherwise it should be uncomfortable."

"Mom knows."

Mother Feng looked at the background he left with a sad expression on her face. As long as the university hasn't started, she can't let go of her heart.