Chapter 22 Isn't naming him Da Mi a scam?

Shen Muye remembered that the name Da Mi sounds like a cat.

Exactly half an hour had passed, and Shen Muye couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground.

"You take a rest first, I'll go see Da Mi."

Shen Muye lay on the ground without any image, he didn't want to talk now.

"Are you okay, young master?"

The housekeeper came over and asked worriedly, why did his young master suddenly become so obedient?

The most outrageous thing was that he listened to a three-year-old girl, even though the girl was the young master's elder.

He really did the horse stance for half an hour when he was asked to do it.

Shen Muye waved his hands, took the water from the housekeeper and drank: "How is the driver's matter handled?"

The driver was the one Shen Zhiyin had reminded him before.

When he was in school that day, he felt that something was wrong with the driver and asked someone to check it out. The result was just as his aunt said.

The driver's son likes gambling. Although he has not yet owed a large amount of gambling debt as Shen Zhiyin said, it is estimated that he will soon.

Gambling is something that will only lead to the destruction of the family once it is involved.

Shen Muye now completely believes what his aunt said, and naturally it is impossible for him to continue to let the driver work in the Shen family.

The housekeeper said: "He has been transferred out of the Shen family."

Shen Muye hummed and did not ask any more questions.

Help him up, he can still find his aunt now!

The housekeeper watched the young master leave, lowered his head and quickly sent a message to the head of the family.

Housekeeper: The head of the family is not well, the young master's condition is getting worse, and now he does whatever the young lady says.

Shen Kuan: …………

Shen Kuan: Got it, the boss and I will go back in a week.

Tsk, did that brat take the wrong medicine?

He would go back and see what ability the three-year-old aunt has to deal with his rebellious son.

Shen Muye went to find Shen Zhiyin with a disabled body but a strong will, and then he was dumbfounded when he saw the fierce young aunt riding on the tiger.

"This... Da Mi?"

The bodyguard who is now in charge of looking after Da Mi nodded.

"Master, don't you know? My aunt said that you gave it to me for adoption."

Shen Muye: ... ...

How the hell did I know that the pet my aunt was talking about was actually a tiger!

And it's so fat. Isn't it a lie to name it Da Mi? !

Shen Muye was in a daze. His aunt had already raised a ghost, so it shouldn't be too much to raise a tiger?

Shen Zhiyin, who was pulling Da Mi's ear to teach it a lesson, saw his nephew coming and waved.

"Nephew, come here quickly."

The little baby voice was still a little cheerful.

Shen Muye looked at the tiger that was curiously looking at him and his mouth twitched.

Not only did he not go over, but he took two steps back.

"I... won't go over."

The tiger must have eaten well because it was so fat. What if it fell in love with a young and energetic boy like him?

"Ah... You are so timid. I wanted Da Mi to help you train."

Shen Muye: ...

Is it too late for me to regret saying that I don't want to cultivate immortality?

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

In fact, Shen Muye, who likes excitement and adventure, still likes powerful beasts like tigers.

So after Shen Zhiyin took out the peach wood sword and put it on Da Mi's neck to threaten it not to move, he still tried to get closer.

Da Mi yawned and rolled his eyes in boredom.

It didn't want to move in the first place, it would be so tiring.

Shen Muye was not so scared after he successfully touched the tiger.

"Auntie, is this the tiger you raised?"

The solid fur feels really good to touch, much more pleasant than touching a cat.

Speaking of this, Shen Zhiyin held her head high and showed a proud expression: "Yeah, I raised it with milk powder!"

She was so tired.

Shen Muye looked at the tiger's physique and smacked his lips: "Little girl is different. The tigers she raised are fatter than those in the zoo."

Da Mi: How presumptuous of you. Although this is true, can you be more tactful?

After being no longer afraid, Shen Muye took many photos with Da Mi.

Shen Zhiyin also joined in with interest.

So Da Mi was forced to become a background board of various kinds.

Shen Zhiyin's plan for Shen Muye was to do physical training during the day, and at night, she would take the refined medicine and hand it to the exhausted Shen Muye.

"This contains the powder for cleaning the tendons. Put it in the bathtub and take a bath. It might hurt a little, but hold on."

After handing it to him, Shen Zhiyin didn't care about it anymore. She wanted to continue watching the TV series.

Shen Muye thought that the pain she said was really just a little bit.

But in fact, he screamed in pain and the housekeeper thought he was killed.

When he finally climbed out of the bathtub, he felt like his soul had flown away.

But looking at the dirty bath water that had turned black and exuded a foul smell.

He was refreshed even though he had no strength.

Could this be the legendary marrow cleansing!

After resting for a while, he got up strongly, took a shower and went to bed, the kind that fell asleep in seconds with his pillow touching his head.

When he woke up the next day, Shen Muye found that not only did he not feel sore or tired from the physical training yesterday, but his whole body felt very relaxed.

It was like he had not showered for several months and suddenly washed away all the old dirt on his body.

He clenched his fists, feeling miraculously excited and more determined to follow his aunt to practice.

From today on, his aunt told him to go east and never west!

He trained under the command of Shen Zhiyin during the two days off.

During the jogging, Shen Zhiyin sat on Da Mi's back with a fishing rod in her hand. Hanging in front of the fishing rod was a pill called the Lingling Pill, which was very attractive to animals.

Shen Muye was running desperately in front. Da Mi was so exhausted from holding the pill in front that he was almost dazed. He was drooling and shaking his fat as he ran like an earthquake.

Shen Muye: "Ahhh... aunt, I can run by myself. Can you please not let Da Mi chase me? I feel like I'm being crushed by a mountain!"

Shen Zhiyin drank milk in large gulps. She drank the milk in the bottle like wine.

"No, there is motivation only when there is pressure, come on, nephew!"

Shen Muye: You might as well just crush me to death!

After returning home at night, Shen Muye took another bath with medicine.

Fortunately, it was not as painful as the first time, and the water was cleaner each time.

Shen Zhiyin couldn't train her nephew at school, which was a bit regrettable.

Anyway, it wasn't her who was being trained.

"Remember to exercise regularly at school~"

Shen Muye: "... Got it."

After watching her nephew leave, Shen Zhiyin jumped back to pack the pills for Gu Huai and Qin Zhen, and then hung them on the peach wood sword and stuck two talismans.

She stood in front of the window and patted the peach wood sword: "Go."

The peach wood sword in her hand trembled slightly, and then flew out with a whoosh.

After doing all this, Shen Zhiyin looked at the remaining pills.

Apart from what she needed, she couldn't use the remaining pills for treating external and internal injuries and detoxification.

She made pills with whatever herbs she had.

In addition to the herbs that Shen Muye helped buy, there were also some that she brought from the mountains, so she made them into pills.

Most of them were hand-rolled pills.