Chapter 637: Son was forced to study
Back home, Xiao Siqi couldn’t wait to get out of the car.
"Grandma, roast duck."
It didn't matter when I got off the car, I still had the two roast ducks I got from Zhang An, one on the left and one on the right, and then Suddenly he ran back to the house to find Wang Fang to claim credit.
Not to mention, although the little guy looks small now, he seems to have no problem carrying two roast ducks.
You must know that these two roast ducks weigh three to four kilograms in total, which is not particularly light.
But in the past, Zhang An had seen the experience of his son violently lifting a car, so he was not particularly surprised.
He felt that it was his own strength that had been passed down to Xiao Siqi.
"You, you are greedy again. Don't we also raise ducks at home? If you want to eat them, grandma will cook them for you."
Wang Fang stretched out her finger and nodded gently. He nodded his grandson's head and said, although he said this, his face was full of a kind smile.
"I don't want to eat roast duck."
Although the family kills chickens and ducks every now and then, the little guy is obviously tired of eating it and prefers this roast duck that he doesn't often eat.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you something to eat. Grandma will steam it together at noon."
After all, he is his grandson, so of course Wang Fang chose to pamper the little guy.
“Hey, this duck still has two legs. Did Boss Duck erase them for you?”
Wang Fang opened the two chopped roast ducks and found that only one had legs. The other leg was bare, leaving only two wings.
"Grandma, I ate it. It's delicious."
As soon as the little guy heard grandma mentioning the duck leg, he quickly said it and even stretched out his hand to do it to his mouth. The action of chewing duck legs.
Originally, Wang Fang wanted to say that Zhang An was wasting his money, because the roast duck was not cheap. She thought it was enough to buy one instead of two. But when she saw that her grandson liked it so much, she immediately I think it’s worth it.
As the saying goes, it’s hard to buy a happy father if you have money. In her case, it’s hard to buy happy grandson if you have money.
After little Siqi was finished in front of her grandma, she ran to Xiaohu and chased the big dogs at home.
"Okay, stop making trouble, come here and I will take you to wash your hair."
Zhang An parked the car and saw his son who was in a quarrel with several dogs at home. shouted out loud.
I just got my hair cut, and there must be a lot of broken hair on the little guy’s head and body. If he doesn’t wash it off, he will definitely get pricked and feel uncomfortable after a while.
“Oh!”
Hearing Zhang An’s cry, the little guy had no choice but to roll off the big tiger.
Back in the bathroom, Zhang An turned on the heater, adjusted the water temperature, and then took off his son's clothes.
Although I just wore this outfit in the morning, a lot of broken hair must have fallen into it, so I definitely can't wear it again.
“Dad, it’s ticklish, hahaha, hahaha.”
Little Siqi is very ticklish. When Zhang An was taking off his clothes, he accidentally scratched the squeaky pit, and he immediately felt itchy. He twisted into a ball.
"Okay, Dad won't bother you anymore. Close your eyes. I'm going to pour the water."
Zhang An sat on the bench, laid his son across his legs, took the shower head and prepared to pour the water.
"I closed it."
Xiao Siqi closed his eyes tightly and said. In the past, what he didn't like the most was washing his face. Every time, he would lose his temper for a while. Not to mention washing your hair and taking a shower.
But as he grew older, he no longer rejected these things.
After the water wetted Xiao Siqi's hair, Zhang An reached for a box on the sink.
This box contains a box of medicated powder, which was specially prepared by Zhang An to wash his hair. Now his family does not use shampoo at all when washing their hair.
Because in later generations, Zhang An was deeply poisoned by shampoo. Not to mention that the product was expensive, the key point was that it was extremely poisonous.
Finally, he is middle-aged. His hair is not as thick as when he was young. As a result, he loses a lot of hair every time he washes his hair, even when he doesn't wash it.
Over the past few years, even he himself felt that the top of his head was getting thinner and thinner, and he had not lost much.
But every morning when I wake up, my hair feels like it's been oiled. I don't have any choice but to use it if I don't wash it.
So when he came back, in order to be responsible for his thick black hair, he stayed away from that thing.
Just after Zhang and his party came back, Zhang An found a Chinese medicine powder formula from the pile of medical books he gave him, and now he no longer knows how to use shampoo.
The formula is also simple, mainly composed of saponaria, Polygonum multiflorum, Ligustrum lucidum, Platycladus orientalis and black sesame, with some other adjuvants.
With the idea of giving it a try, Zhang An came up with the first recipe. After processing, grinding and other processes, the finished product was quickly produced.
Then I tried it for a while, but I didn’t know the result until I tried it. I was shocked when I tried it. After only using it for more than a week, Zhang An found that when he washed his hair, his hair did not fall out, and when he got up in the morning, Not as oily as before.
I originally had to wash my hair every morning when I got up, but after using the medicated powder, I didn’t feel any pain even if I didn’t wash it for three days.
So, from that time on, Zhang An asked everyone in the family to use this medicinal powder to wash their hair, but he did not expect that what would surprise him even more would come later.
My mother, Wang Fang, already has some white hair on her head. Although it is very few, it seems to be increasing day by day.
But after using the medicinal powder prepared from this recipe, after a while, he found that although the white hair on his mother's head was still there, if he looked carefully, the hair roots below had begun to change. Dark.
Originally, Zhang An just wanted to wash his hair without losing hair, but it turned out that this recipe also had the effect of making black hair, and Zhang An liked it even more.
So from that time on, their family used the medicinal powder that he prepared and ground himself.
"Okay, after washing, go find your mother to help you dry it."
After half a meal, Zhang An patted his son's butt and said.
When Xiao Siqi heard this, he couldn't wait to get off Zhang An's lap and ran to find Su Ying.
Zhang An had nothing to do, so he threw his son's clothes into the basin and washed them with his hands.
Because there is no need to use the washing machine for a piece of clothing, especially children's clothes.
After washing and drying, Zhang An took the opportunity to sink his mind into space, wanting to observe the big centipede that had just shed its skin.
Looking carefully, the big guy is still staying in the same place as yesterday.
However, it has eaten all the old skin that it shed. At this time, the color of each segment of its body has also deepened, from the yellowish brown that it just shed to It is now dark green.
It seems that the shell on its body has hardened a lot. According to the experience of the last molt, as long as the shell on its body turns dark black, even if the hardening is completed, it will start moving again.
Although this guy has grown to the size of three hundred feet, Zhang An plans to wait until it hardens before finding an opportunity to tell Yan Peifeng. Later, Zhang An suddenly remembered that the last time Yan Peifeng came to him to take a centipede to Sanqing Temple, the old man said that the three hundred-legged centipede was not actually the most important. The main thing was whether it had developed brain beads.
Thinking of this, Zhang An wanted to confirm. He was worried that he had spent all his efforts to create a big centipede with more than 300 legs, but in the end there was no bead in his head. But it’s all in vain.
Generally speaking, if you want to know whether a centipede has formed brain beads, you have to pry it open.
But there is no need for Zhang An, because as long as he is in the space, he can see whether there is something or not.
Just do it. As soon as the idea came to his mind, he immediately entered the space, came to the big guy, put his hand on the big guy's cold body, then closed his eyes and concentrated.
The next second, the inside view of the big guy's body appeared in Zhang An's mind.
What he saw at first was the place his hand touched, and then he slowly moved forward.
When he finally looked inside the centipede's head, Zhang An found an oval object the size of a pigeon egg.
Although Zhang An had never seen this thing and had never heard of it before, he was sure that this was what the old man needed for the prescription.
Zhang An was satisfied after seeing this thing.
But this thing looks really small. This big guy is now four feet tall, and its head is like a small basin. As a result, the beads are only the size of pigeon eggs.
Finding that the most important thing was there, Zhang An stopped and quickly opened his eyes. Although the perspective was good, it was too mentally draining.
He didn't want to be so exhausted later that his head would be spinning like the last time and he would be dizzy.
The next step is to find a reason to tell Yan Peifeng the news.
After leaving the space, Zhang An returned to the room and found that his wife was teaching his son Pinyin.
"Well, why don't you do it so early? Qiqi is still so young, even if you teach him, he won't be able to learn."
Looking at his son sitting quietly next to his mother , and then followed by saying aoe, Zhang An was a little dumbfounded.
Although he always thought his son was very smart, he was not so smart as this.
You must know that when other children learn these things, the youngest ones are around four or five years old and do not start until they enter preschool.
"What does this have to do with being early or not? You will only know if you can learn it or not. You will never know it if you don't teach it. Besides, I have been teaching him other things since he learned to speak. He has learned pronunciation very well now and can speak quite long sentences. Anyway, he is very energetic, so I just want to find something to do for him.”
Listen to what Zhang An said, Su Ying was unhappy and immediately retorted.
As a teacher, she wants not only to teach her students well, but also to teach her own son well.
"Okay, okay, you can teach me, as long as you have time."
Seeing how far his wife was about to go, Zhang An ended the topic very wisely and quit. room, so as not to disturb Teacher Su’s teaching session.
After all, he and his son have to save one of them. If Teacher Su gets angry, neither father nor son can escape.
Although my son is a little aggrieved now, Teacher Su is very emotionally stable now.
However, Zhang An felt that what his daughter-in-law said was very reasonable. Although his son had learned to speak in the past, he could not pronounce the words clearly with only the pronunciation of those few words.
Later, when Teacher Su had time, she spent a lot of effort holding her son hand in hand, and now the little boy talks like a little adult.
Little Siqi's tutoring time was not over until noon.
During the meal, he did not dare to approach his mother, but sat on Zhang An honestly.
Seeing his son's appearance, Zhang An could only cheer him up silently in his heart.
Because school is about to start, everything will be fine as long as we get through this period, because the two classes taught by Teacher Su are all going to take the high school entrance examination this year, and she definitely doesn't have extra time.
After eating, the little guy still stayed away from Su Ying. Fortunately, Teacher Su was busy with other things and no longer focused on him.
"Come on, come and play with us."
After a while, Li Yao's group of naughty kids came to the door and shouted.
In the past, little Siqi was fine when he first learned to walk, but now he can run and jump, and has gradually become an indispensable member of their army of naughty children.
Little Siqi had not had much freedom in the morning. When he heard his brother Li Yao calling him, he could not hold back. He threw the jeep under his buttocks and went out to meet most of them. .
“Li Yao, where are you going to play?”
It's not that Zhang An doesn't want his son to go. Although these naughty kids are young, they are still very reliable.
He just asked in passing, knowing where his son had gone, so he could keep an eye on him later.
"Dad, we are going to fly a kite in the rice fields."
When Zhang An asked, little Li Yao quickly answered honestly, his excitement not diminishing at all.
Because he knows that his godfather is different from his biological father and will not let them go out to play.
"Oh? What about your kite?"
Zhang An looked at the weather and saw that the spring was lingering and the wind was gentle and sunny, which was indeed very suitable for flying a kite.
“Here, I bought a Monkey King.”
Li Yao raised his kite high to show Zhang An, it looked like a Monkey King , other children also raised their own kites, with designs such as kites, butterflies, cranes, phoenixes, and dragonflies.
But the most beautiful thing is definitely the Monkey King held by Li Yao, because the size is much larger than other kites.
The kites played by children in this area are all rigid-winged kites, made only of bamboo frames and plastic paper.
These are also sold in stores. They are not expensive and can usually be bought for a few cents. They are very popular with children and can be afforded.
After all, this is all for children.
Unlike the particularly large string kites and barrel kites in later generations or elsewhere, they are large and long and very windy and laborious to fly.
If the place to fly the kite is small or the wind is not strong enough, it will not be able to fly at all.
Even if it can be placed, it is not something that children can play with. It is usually a toy for adults.
"Let's go, let's go to the rice fields with you."
Zhang An also liked playing kites when he was a child, but he didn't have money to buy them at that time, so he used them at home. The white paper and strips were mushy, but even so, I had a lot of fun.
When they arrived at the rice field, Zhang An found that there were quite a few people here. Most of the children in the village were here, including those from the Dongli courtyard.
Nowadays, there are not many vegetables left in the rice fields after a winter, so it has become a paradise for children.
(End of this chapter)