Lu Zijia hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched the little guy's little head, "it's okay. Aunt Biao is not angry, and Xiaole doesn't cry."

At the moment of touching the little guy's head, Lu Zijia obviously felt the little guy's stiffness, but the little guy resisted and didn't hide.

Then, I heard the little guy's embarrassed voice, "I, I didn't cry, I didn't cry."

Because it's no use crying. The more he cries, the happier those people are. Then they bully him even more until they have had enough.

"Well, Xiao Le is a man who doesn't cry." Lu Zijia said with great cooperation.

After a pause, he said again, "didn't Xiao Le find that his body is much better than before?

The pills and spiritual fruits aunt Biao gave you are used to regulate your body. Only when your body is well regulated can you improve your talent.

So ah, you have to eat those pills and spiritual fruits aunt Biao gave you every day. If aunt Biao forgets to give them to you after eating them, you will ask aunt Biao to take them, you know? "

Liang Yule didn't think that after the first meeting, Lu Zijia began to help him regulate his body. He suddenly looked up at Lu Zijia. The surprise on his young face was obvious.

"Aunt Biao..."

Liang Yule's eyes turned red as soon as he counted his small nose.

Lu Zijia smiled softly. "It's agreed that if a little man doesn't cry, you can't cry.

Also, aunt Biao promised to take you to the nylon country for revenge when your body is almost cured. How about it? "

By that time, Liang yingyue should also pass the customs.

Hearing the speech, Liang Yule's eyes lit up instantly, "really? Does aunt Biao really take Xiaole for revenge? "

If aunt Biao is really willing to take him to revenge, it doesn't matter even if his talent has always been bad.

What he wanted to do most was to avenge his mother.

"Of course, but before that, Xiaole must promise aunt Biao that she can't be too paranoid." Lu Zijia's look suddenly became solemn.

Liang Yule quickly nodded solemnly, "OK, Xiaole promised aunt Biao."

"Darling, now Xiaole will sleep first and be fine when she wakes up."

Lu Zijia's hand holding the little guy's shoulder moved slightly. The next moment, the little guy slowly closed his eyes and fell into deep sleep.

"Master, can this little guy really recuperate?"

Looking at Liang Yule who fell into deep sleep, Wan huanling silk asked uncertainly.

Liang Yule's gifted spirit is not good at all. He has been honed by people for many years. As a result, not only his body is extremely weak, but also his gifted spirit root has almost been completely destroyed.

It's not easy to completely recuperate and repair the talent root.

"It's no problem to recuperate the body. As for repairing the spiritual root of talent... There will always be a way."

Lu Zijia frowned deeply, and her original excellent mood was gone.

Wan huanling silk saw this and became silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little heavy.

Mu Tianyan took the initiative to pick up the sleeping Liang Yule and walked into the house.

"Madam, even the flying spirit has been studied. I'm afraid I can't find a way to repair the talent spirit root?"

After settling Liang Yule, Mu Tianyan turned and looked at his wife who still frowned.

Slender fingers gently stroked her eyebrows and smoothed her frowned eyebrows bit by bit.

"My wife has always been confident and will never give up because of difficulties or no clue, right?"