The Blessing of Traveling to Pregnancy

Chapter 9

"What do you want me to do for you?" Cui Jing only grew a tail and wagged it.

Qingmei didn't answer, she just called the servant girl and whispered something in her ear, after a while Qiu Ju came with a hot meal.

"Only when you are full can you have the energy to help." Qingmei handed the chopsticks to Cui Jing.Cui Jing pouted, staring at the food in a daze, not picking up the chopsticks for a long time.If you don't want to compromise so quickly, is it the face of the child?

"Don't you want to eat?" Qingmei put down her chopsticks, "Forget it. They say that a man can bend and stretch, so just pretend that I didn't say anything before."

"Qing..." Cui Jing hurriedly chased after her, but Qingmei had already left with Qiu Ju and two maidservants.The food on the table was still steaming, Cui Jing looked at it for a while, and said in a muffled voice, "Eat as soon as you eat! How can you have the strength to teach those grandchildren a lesson if you are not full!"

In the dead of night, Qingmei got up from the bed, walked to the window under the moonlight, and carefully looked at the small arms and legs of her body.

After nearly a year of careful recuperation and exercise, this thin body has begun to grow flesh, but overall it is still thin and weak.People in ancient times usually lived short lives, and a common typhoid fever could kill a person. This made Qingmei feel extremely insecure, and she didn't want or want to die again!Qingmei tightly clenched her fists—she still has to work hard on her great cause of exercise!

On the second day, the school where Cui Jing was sitting did not have classes.As soon as Qingmei came back from Master Huang's house, Cui Jing hurried over.Qiu Ju was bringing a bowl of mung bean soup, Cui Jing snatched it away, pushed Qiu Ju aside, bent her eyes into crescents, opened her mouth and smiled, showing two small canine teeth: "Qing Mei, you are thirsty, hurry up and drink mung beans Soup relieves summer heat."

"Yeah." Qingmei enjoyed Xiao Cuizi's rare service with peace of mind.This kid has always regarded himself as a man, he has the advantages of machismo, and he does not miss any shortcomings.Today is so attentive, once in ten years!

"Qingmei..." Cui Jing graciously handed over the cloth towel for wiping her mouth, reached out and snatched the cattail fan from the maidservant beside her, and stood beside her cautiously, fanning it.The artificial wind is different from the one blown by an electric fan. The wind blown by the fan does not hurt people and is very comfortable.

"Slow down, the wind is getting strong." Qingmei closed her eyes and enjoyed, the rocking chair under her body rocked gently back and forth.

Cui Jing stood beside her and gave her a hard look, but continued to smile patiently on his face: "Yeah!"

He fanned for a long time, and his hands were sore, but Lin Qingmei, who was lying in the rocking chair, did not move at all.Cui Jing looked around pitifully, but no one came to take his place.Qiu Ju had already taken a few maids to the back room to tidy up. It wasn't until they entered the back room that the maids let go of their voices and laughed softly. Even Qiu Ju couldn't help laughing——Cui Jing, this kid is too Interesting.

"Qingmei, when will you be able to show me the books of Mr. Huang you mentioned yesterday." Cui Jing said with a mournful face, lowering his voice, "Wu Fatty, that bastard grandson, in terms of fighting alone, I beat him like a joke. He Every time I find a helper, those shameless people know how to bully the less. But I don’t have the same experience as them... Qingmei? Qingmei?” Cui Jing hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and looked slowly.

The person in the rocking chair had her eyes closed, her forehead was covered by thin bangs, her nose and mouth were small, as if she had always been so small.Cui Jing looked at Qingmei carefully for the first time, but if he hadn't stood so close, he would have ignored the person in the rocking chair, because she was so quiet that people gradually forgot her existence.

Qingmei fell asleep peacefully, taking even long breaths, rising and falling.

Cui Jing suddenly felt that she would disappear quietly in the next moment, and no one except him would know that she had been here.An inexplicable worry made him lower his head in a mysterious way, and when he was about to touch her forehead——Qingmei suddenly opened her eyes!
"what!"

Qingmei looked at Cui Jing who was sitting on the ground inexplicably.Is her face so ugly? Why is he looking at her like a ghost? !Hey, she really doesn't understand the inner world of a ten-year-old boy, and this is probably one of the world's most difficult problems.

"That... I..." Cui Jing patted the ashes on his body in embarrassment, and quickly stood up. Look?!"

Qingmei yawned slowly, opening and closing her small mouth, Cui Jing's face turned even redder.

"Master Huang's books are not allowed to be brought back." Qingmei said honestly.

"What?" Cui Jing managed to lighten the suspicious redness on his face, but his face darkened a lot when he was depressed by this sentence.

"But I wrote down some, do you want to listen to it?" Qing Mei got up from the rocking chair, and walked to a corner of the backyard by herself.

Cui Jing hadn't recovered yet, seeing that Qingmei had gone far away, he hurriedly chased after her, shouting: "I must listen—"

The two walked to the open space in the corner of the backyard. What Qingmei taught was actually modern close combat techniques, and the so-called Master Huang's book was just a cover.

"The so-called snake hits seven inches, and we practice martial arts for the same reason. If you put in a lot of effort to hit the opponent's strong parts, it is likely to have a counterproductive effect. For example, if you punch this wall, the wall will not fall, but you His hand will surely be broken."

For some reason, Cui Jing suddenly felt that Qingmei's eyes were flickering at this time, and she looked extraordinarily energetic.Qingmei didn't realize that she was in high spirits at the moment, "If you attack the opponent's face, then the focus is on the ears, temples, eyes, bridge of the nose, upper lip, chin, throat, throat..."

"Are these really written in a book?"

Cui Jing listened for a while, and felt that what Qingmei said was unheard of.Qingmei's heart skipped a beat——Oops, what she just said was too selfless, and she forgot about it for a while!
"I can't tell that Master Huang, who is so gentle, can read these books." Cui Jing sighed there.Qingmei bit her head and said: "Master Huang has learned from ancient to modern times, and he has read poetry and books. He has almost all the books in the world. It is not surprising that there are such books."

Cui Jing nodded in agreement, but he still didn't understand one thing. He looked at Qingmei and asked curiously: "Qingmei, what do you learn at Master Huang's house every day, why do you read these?"

"I..." Qingmei faltered.Cui Jing looked at her with a curious and probing look on her face, and Qingmei wanted to beat him to death with her fist - as for this time, should she use the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end!
"I……"

"Ok?"

"I'm……"

Cui Jing's eyes flickered -- he was really curious.

"I'm not here to help you!" Qingmei blurted out——she is so talented!

Unexpectedly, Cui Jing remained silent, Qingmei looked at him cautiously——the ten-year-old boy's mind is really too hard to guess!
After a while, Cui Jing raised his head and said quietly: "I will study hard!"

Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily she didn't go through with it!
Fighting is not a science, but a technique.Even if Cui Jing could understand what Qingmei said, but doing it was another matter.After talking to him for so long, Qingmei finally came back to her real purpose: "Cui Jing, can you make some sandbags for me?"

These things must not be done by maids, but since she has no access to these raw materials, she can only turn her ideas on Cui Jing.

"What do you want sandbags for?" Cui Jing asked puzzled.

"Well... I read in the book that those martial arts masters tie sandbags to their arms and legs. You can try it."

"Really?" Cui Jing was overjoyed, just about to agree, when he suddenly realized something was wrong, "Then why do you want sandbags? Do girls need this?"

Qingmei really wanted to beat him to death!
"I'm curious, I want to collect a few to see." He made up a random reason and prevaricated.Seeing that Cui Jing was unmoved, Qingmei said suspiciously, "Last time someone escaped... um... um..." Before she could say the words, Cui Jing covered her mouth.

Realizing that he was a bit out of line, Cui Jing quickly let go of his hand.Qingmei panted and looked at Cui Jing - she didn't even blush, why are you blushing!

"Just do it for you!" Cui Jing looked away, and responded with some embarrassment.

"Remember to make another headgear." Qingmei hurriedly added, "Just show two eyes."

"Why?" Cui Jing asked puzzled.

Qingmei smiled and said nothing.

——Boy, you really are still tender!

(End of this chapter)