"What's wrong?" Ye Yuran asked.

Zhu San said with bright eyes: "Their meat seems to be a lot, but in fact there is not much at all. Mom, do you still remember that when we were eating noodles in the afternoon, we found that the meat was cut very thin. At that time, I

I thought it was their family's hobby, but now that I think about it, it might not be a hobby, but..."

He paused and continued, "But 'reluctant'."

He even took the dishes prepared by the Chen family tonight as an example. It looked like most of the dishes contained meat, but in fact the meat was deliberately sprinkled on the surface after the vegetables were fried, making you think that there was a lot of meat in them.

Meat.

The truth is, not much.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the color of the meat is a little wrong. Different dishes, different preparations, but the meat of each dish is the same color. This is so strange.

"Lao Qi, do you still remember the taste of the meat you have eaten?" Zhu San asked, "I have eaten it too. It was as if it had been boiled in hot water, and it was the kind without salt...

"

Zhu Qi nodded: "Yes, it's just like boiled meat slices. I don't know how many times it has been boiled, but the meat taste has become so weak that it is tasteless."

The brothers even started to guess what kind of meat this was.

After being soaked in water so many times, it still hasn't completely boiled.

"Maybe it wasn't boiled in hot water. If it was soaked in cold water, it shouldn't rot as quickly."

"No, Third Brother, are you scaring me?" Zhu Qi became frightened, "Then the vegetable soup we drank today..."

Seeing that they were going too far, Ye Yuran quickly called out: "Okay, stop guessing here. It's nothing, but I don't know what you guys guessed."

With a stern expression, Zhu San touched his nose.

——Okay, he admits, he seems a bit naive!

——But it is definitely not his fault, it must be influenced by Lao Qi.

When thinking this way, he glanced at Zhu Qi.

Zhu Qike didn't know why his third brother was looking at him, but he was a little confused: "Third brother, why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing." Zhu San did not explain.

Ye Yuran had to remind Zhu San and said: "Lao San, you are still washing my feet. Isn't it bad to touch your nose like this?"

Zhu San froze, looked at his hands, and then at his mother's feet.

Although his mother's feet are still quite white, after traveling for a few days, those feet...

"Mom, let me wash my face first."

Zhu San ran away as if running away.

Zhu Qi reacted and laughed "haha": "Hahaha... Third brother is so stupid, touching his face with the hands he washes his feet with!"

Ye Yuran looked helpless: "When you two were little, I changed your diapers, but you dislike my foot washing water like this?"

"Hehehehe... No, mother, I just think the third brother is a bit stupid." Zhu Qi explained, "The third brother is usually quite smart, but it's rare to see him act stupid once."

"That's true, but no matter how smart your third brother is, no matter how capable he is outside, he is also my son. When he returns home, he can only be my son." Ye Yuran looked at Zhu Qi with a slight smile on his face.

He said, "The same goes for you."

"Hey, I understand, mother." Zhu Qi responded with a smile.

At this moment, he didn't think much about it. Many years later, when he recalled the scene at this moment, he only felt warm in his heart.

——Yes, no matter who he is outside, as long as he returns home, he is his mother's son!

——As long as he is his mother’s son, he can still act coquettishly!

Since we only rented a house with only one bedroom and one bed in the bedroom, it was natural that this bed belonged to Ye Yuran.

Brothers Zhu San and Zhu Qi washed their feet and slept on the couch outside.

The couch was a bit small, not big enough for two people to sleep on, so I set up chairs outside and managed to find a place to put my feet.

Fortunately, the weather was already very hot at this time, so they could make do with it for one night, otherwise they would have to consider keeping warm.

The next day, the sky was clear and sunny.

Zhu San got up early, lit the stove, and moved his body.

Zhu Qi also got up and followed his third brother to perform the Five Animals Opera.

This incomplete set of Wuqinxi was taught by Mr. Cen. When Ye Yuran sent Zhu Qi to the school, she asked him: "In addition to reading, do you also teach students sports?"

"Sports?" Mr. Cen wondered.

"It's just about exercising," Ye Yuran said. "My seventh child is weak and can't sit in the house reading. He has to go out from time to time to exercise and keep fit. Otherwise, when he gets to the examination room, if he is unlucky and gets...

How can his body bear the weather when it is windy and rainy? Only when he is well can he be able to walk out of the examination room intact."

She didn't mention it. Mr. Cen really hadn't thought about this issue.

Because generally better schools have riding and archery classes, so of course he came here that way.

However, it was his turn to set up his own book school. He did not have this condition, so he could only take cultural classes. Now that Ye Yuran mentioned it, he gave him some ideas.

"Then what kind of exercise do you think can help people exercise?" Mr. Cen asked.

"Going for a run or taking a walk is fine. I also heard that there seems to be some kind of Wuqinxi, but it's a pity that I don't know how to do it, otherwise I would have asked my seventh child to practice it..."

Mr. Cen kept it in mind and found someone to find out about Wu Qin Xi.

He made some gestures himself and felt it had some effect, so he taught it to the students in the school, asking them not to forget to "exercise" their bodies in addition to studying.

——Aunt Zhu is right. If your health is not good, you will not be able to walk through the examination room. No matter how knowledgeable you are, it will be useless.

——The imperial examination not only tests knowledge, but also physical fitness.

When Ye Yuran got up, Zhu San and Zhu Qi had already finished exercising.

Zhu San was responsible for preparing breakfast, while Zhu Qi took out paper and wrote.

Whether it was Mr. Cen's private collection or the bookstore in Anjiu Town, he had gone shopping and read many books. These books were all in his mind, and it would take time to write them all out.

There was no way, reading was always faster than writing, so he could only treat "dictating" as calligraphy practice.

It just so happened that Mr. Cen also felt that his handwriting needed more practice - he could handle the county exam just fine, but if he wanted to take the exam further, he would be a bit unsatisfied.

After traveling for several days, they either had pancakes dipped in sauce or pancakes wrapped in sauce, and they also wanted to eat something warm.

So Zhu San directly cooked the sweet potato noodles, then added some home-made sauces and side dishes, as well as the vegetables he bought from the market early in the morning. The taste was amazing.

"Third brother, it's delicious." Zhu Qi was very satisfied with the meal. Not even the noodles and soup were left.

Zhu San smiled and said: "If it tastes good, eat more. If it takes a long time to eat, you will dislike my craftsmanship again."

Zhu Qi showed his white teeth and said: "No, I don't eat it at home every day. Mom said, I mainly learn to eat it in the state. I'm not stupid. I won't dislike it if I eat it instead."

"Yes, you have become smarter."

Ye Yuran saw that the two of them were eating well, and he was also eating very comfortably.

At this moment, Mrs. Chen's voice came from the door: "Aunt Zhu, have you eaten?! My mother also wanted me to bring you some porridge for breakfast, but you ate it yourself first."
Chapter completed!