The food served by the master brother is also very festive. It's hard to find a light one for more banquet dishes made by the chefs of xiejiazhuang these days. One is the meatballs, one is the fish, the other is the soy sauce. The other is the vegetable dish. The bean curd is cooked, but you can tell it is also cooked in broth.

Xiaodong is not picky about food, but when he wakes up, he is not hungry at all. He eats two pieces of tofu and a steamed bread. The steamed bread is not steamed now. It's a little hard. There is a red dot on the big white steamed bread. It seems to add a little bit of joy.

"There are many guests in the village?"

"A lot of them, but most of them are ordinary people. There are not many people who practice Taoism."

"Shall we go to the warm spring tonight?"

Mo Chen nodded.

Xiaodong dark made up his mind that he could not fall asleep again tonight. Besides, he has been sleeping for so long that it's hard to fall asleep again Right?

As a result, reality hit the face hard again.

Xiaodong this time is full of confidence, energetic to go, in order to fear that he is really sleepy, but also specially brought a small bottle of awakening fragrance. Put in a small porcelain bottle as big as thumb, it tastes like mint, but it needs to be flushed more. If you are really sleepy, pull it out and smell it, you will immediately wake up.

As a result, after falling into the water, his sleepiness was as overwhelming as the water in the spring, and he was wrapped up. He didn't forget to take it, but before he pulled out the plug, people were confused.

Mo Chen looked at his eyes are not open, the hand is still in the neck to touch: "what are you looking for?"

"Looking for Fragrant... "

"It doesn't matter. Go to sleep if you want. I'll wake you up later."

Xiao Dong answered vaguely, and fell forward. If not for Mo Chen's quick hand, he went into the water again.

Mo Chen says what he says. An hour goes by and wakes him up.

Xiaodong wakes up especially upset.

Obviously do not want to sleep, but can not control themselves.

Fortunately, he didn't ask the elder martial brother to carry him back. He put on his clothes, dried some wet hair, and straightened the headband for him. At least he walked back with his own legs.

"It doesn't matter. Sleeping is a good thing. It shows that the spring works for you."

"Ah?" Xiaodong looked dazed: "I'm not hurt..."

As for the unstable spirit, it's hard to say.

After all, who is a good person who will have the experience of spirit separation? What's more, if you don't call the spirit unstable, what is the spirit unstable?

Xiaodong thought that the warm spring was for the elder martial brother, but he was just a companion. Now he recalled that the warm spring should have been asked for by his master, and the elder martial brother was the companion.

"Don't you want to sleep?"

"The effect of this warm spring is not so obvious to me. If we go back to our ancestral home, it may have remarkable effect, but I have now remembered where I came from and who I am. I have strengthened my heart and no longer confused. Therefore, there is no big problem in internal injury or spirit. "

"Master should stay in xiejiazhuang for about five days. This warm spring has the strongest effect on people for the first time, and then it weakens. After five times, it almost has no effect."

That's two, that's three.

"There are so many people in xiejiazhuang, so Shifu went out to hide for half a day. If you feel noisy, understand that I'll show you around the city. "

Xiaodong should be happy to come down.

The next morning, I got up early in the morning and changed my new clothes. I usually hate to wear them. I'm afraid they will get dirty and broken. But today is a happy day, so I have to wear bright and neat clothes.

As a result The result is - why are the sleeves a little short?

Think about this dress has been made for more than half a year? Nearly a year.

He has been collecting good clothes, of course, will not shrink for no reason, that is, his size has changed.

In a hurry, Xiaodong didn't notice whether he was long or not.

As soon as Mo Chen entered the door, he saw Xiaodong playing by the wall.

"What are you doing?"

Elder martial brother, are you big

Mo Chen suddenly.

"Long." Compared with Xiaodong, who has no way to judge without reference, Mo Chen is more clear than himself and reaches out his hand to compare: "it's so much longer."

"I didn't realize it myself."

It's a pleasure for Xiaodong to find that he has grown tall. He wanted to grow up too much. He wanted to help master and elder martial brother out of trouble earlier, instead of always being protected by them.

Mo Chen was also infected by his good mood: "let's go."

The southern part of the city is very prosperous and bustling. There are lots of shops, trucks and horses carrying goods and people coming to buy and stroll. Xiaodong went out with his elder martial brother just for a stroll. He went into a tea shop and weighed two catties of tea. He went to a pen and ink shop and bought some pen and ink paper. The one who stayed the longest was a bookshop. The newly printed books had a smell of ink. Some people were not used to it. But Xiaodong thought it was very fragrant. The books in the bookshop are also divided into three or six grades. The cheapest kind of paper is thick, the ink is stinky, the printing is wrong, the ink is faint, the page is missing and the nail is reversed. Of course, the best is printed on top grade paper. The ink is clear. A book is crisp and smooth in your hand. You can enjoy reading it like this.Xiaodong did not control himself, and bought a bag of books.

Fortunately, they have big or small bags to put these things in. Otherwise, they will not be able to walk around the street with so many heavy things on their back.

Mo Chen doesn't think there is a problem with Xiaodong's shopping. According to him, Xiaodong usually lives too carefully. A teenager of his age should be indulgent and capricious. Xiaodong is on the contrary, too sensible.

It's hard for him to be happy. What's the point of buying something? Besides, he didn't buy these things for himself. Tea, of course, is for master. Pen and ink are these things Mo Chen consumes a lot of money every day. They like books, such as Jiang Fan and Ning Yu.

There are pancakes sellers on the street. The pancakers quickly brush thin oil on the hot pan and spread out the thin pancakes. The aroma of scallion flowers floats far away.

Mo Chen looked at him staring at the pancake man and asked softly, "would you like to taste it?"

"No Xiaodong quickly shook his head: "I'm not hungry yet."

Just for the long happy, in a twinkling of an eye, the elder martial brother wants to coax him as a greedy child.

Xiaodong feels that his wish to take responsibility seems to have a long way to go.

With the belief that "I'm already an adult", Xiao Dong, who plays monkey games on the road, also looks down upon him. When he meets a sugar blower, he doesn't pay any attention. At noon, they enter the teahouse and find a seat on the second floor. The teahouse is noisy, and the shop assistants who serve tea and water are too busy.

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