Back home,

Qi Shan carried a bag of buns, headlines tofu brains, placed them on the table, and woke Song Xiaoman up violently in daily life, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. After all, he was exhausted after a night, and he even fought with two masters.

"Qishan!"

"You traitor!"

Sudden,

Song Xiaoman's voice reached Qi Shan's ears, wiped the water droplets on his body, wrapped in a bath towel, Qi Shan leisurely came to the first floor and saw Xiaoman sitting on the chair with an angry look in front of him, with a flawless tofu brain in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Qi Shan asked curiously.

"You actually have the nerve to ask me what's wrong?" Xiaoman scolded angrily: "I'll ask you...what is in front of you?"

"Tofu brain!" Qi Shan replied.

"right!"

"It's the tofu brain!" Song Xiaoman pointed to the white jade-like tofu brain and asked, "Since it's a bowl of tofu brain... why do you add sugar to it? Why? Do you know how hurtful your behavior is?"

ah?

Xiaoman has been hiding for so long?

I should have bought tofu brain at the beginning and try what party Xiaoman is.

"you..."

"Are you a Salt Party?" Qi Shan looked frightened and couldn't help but take a step back, saying tremblingly: "I didn't expect that you, a pagan, had been hiding by my side for so long, and I didn't even know..."

"Pooh!"

"You are a heretic. This world is your sweet party. We, the salty party, didn't say anything. Why should your sweet party come out and jump?" Song Xiaoman stood up and looked at Qi Shan with his waist. Although there was a significant difference in height between the two, Xiaoman was not inferior to Qi Shan in terms of momentum.

In an instant,

The Sweet Party and the Salty Party were caught in a war of verbal war.

"Qi Shan... Today I, Song Xiaoman, must destroy you, the sweet party!"

"Get out, what's the right to say these things, you, the Salt Party?"

"The tofu brain does not contain pickled cabbage, sesame oil and soy sauce, this is anti-humanity!"

"It's a terrible thing to put sugar in the tofu brain!"

The two of them cursed each other, and their own tense situation was just about to have a weapon.

now,

Suddenly the door was opened, Zhuge Ping and Zhang Damiao came to the house. Regarding the luxurious decoration here, Zhang Damiao hung an arm with a plastered arm and said in surprise: "Zhuge Ping...this...this is your home?"

"No!"

"Please remove 'wee', this is my family!" Zhuge Ping hurriedly corrected Zhang Damao's wrong statement.

"oh..."

"So...so amazing!"

Zhang Damiao showed great curiosity about new things. Various home appliances were amazing to him. He never thought that there was such a flat TV in this world.

"I won't eat it unless I die... I won't eat sweet tofu brains. I am a member of the Xian Party in my life, and a ghost of the Xian Party in my life!"

"I tell you Xiaoman... This universe will be conquered by our sweet party sooner or later!"

When Zhuge Ping and Zhang Damiao heard the conversation between Qi Shan and Song Xiaoman, Zhuge Ping and Zhang Damiao looked confused, especially Zhang Damiao, who was here for the first time, was very puzzled by this scene. Why did Qi Shan quarrel with the little girl?

He has such strong strength, of course... I heard from Zhuge Ping that it is still unknown whether it is still unknown, but at least from the current situation, Qi Shan should have some special skills, otherwise the three of them would have died long ago.

"she..."

"Who is she?" Zhang Damao asked.

"Qi Shan's half-sister..." Zhuge Ping said expressionlessly: "Although I don't know if it is, that's how he explained it. Don't panic... You will get used to it in the future."

"Oh..." Zhang Damiao nodded. Originally, Zhang Damiao thought there were only three people living there, but he never thought that Qi Shan had a sister, but why did the half-legged sister sound so strange?

Is he a real sister?

“Huh?”

"When did you come back?" Qi Shan turned around and saw the two of them. He hurriedly made a truce with Song Xiaoman, walked to Zhang Damiao, and asked, "How is Big Miao... how does it feel? Are Yang's life still adapting to it?"

Facing Qi Shan's warm greeting, Zhang Damiao said with a touching look: "It's okay... The doctor said I need three months to recover, but judging from my past experience, it will take less than a month."

So strong?

Qi Shan was stunned for a moment, but it was understandable that Damao was a second-level Mujin cultivator, so it was impossible to have such ability.

"Xiaoman, come here!" Qi Shan said to Song Xiaoman who was standing beside him, with big curious eyes open: "This is Zhang Damiao, just call Damiao Brother, he is a second-level Mujin cultivator!"

"Wow!"

"Second-rank?!" Xiaoman was shocked. This man seemed quite honest. He didn't expect to have such strength. Alas... If Big Miao is by his side, would he not have to be bullied by his class teacher in the future?

Operation?

Humph, don't do it!

Morning self-study?

Cut, get out!

Early exercise?

Haha...Not going!

I have big brother, I am proud of who dares to be arrogant to me?!

"Bang!"

"What are you thinking?" Qi Shan saw Song Xiaoman standing there stupidly, smiling wildly, as if he was in a madman, and said, "After breakfast, then let your village man take you to school!"

"Don't go!"

"Whoever you love goes!" Xiaoman inserted his waist and shouted domineeringly: "Brother Big Meow is a second-level cultivator. Why do you still have to go to school? Just teach me!"

This...is this child going to rebel?

Qi Shan was helpless. He was so failed on the road of educating Xiaoman... A beautiful flower bud in the motherland, the future successor, was actually full of great resentment towards learning.

but...

It seems that there is a reason. There is a big cat help in practice, and Zhuge Ping can do tutoring in addition to Chinese, mathematics, physics and chemistry, but it seems that there is no need to go to school.

wrong!

How could I have such an idea?

"I'll give you ten minutes. If you go to school... today's matters will be written off, otherwise your pocket money will be reduced by five yuan in the future!" Qi Shan sat back on the chair silently and said seriously.

“…”

“…”

Five pieces?

It doesn't seem to be of any use!

Five dollars are not under any pressure for Zhang Damiao. Although it comes from the small valley, in this era of inflation, the starting price of the valley is at least ten yuan.

Zhuge Ping was also very confused about this, what can five dollars do?

"Brother Zhuge Ping!"

"What are you still standing here?" Song Xiaoman said to Zhuge Ping with a serious face: "Go and start the car quickly. Song Xiaoman, who loves learning, has a heart of seeking knowledge in his heart, which is burning!"

Zhuge Ping:???

Zhang Damao:???

this...

Don't even let go of five dollars?

Looking at Song Xiaoman's departure back, Qi Shan sighed.

what to do?

How can we lead Song Xiaoman back to the correct track of life?

......
Chapter completed!