At noon, the sun was high in the sky.
The small yard of Mr. Lin's house was filled with a lot of people.
"You little bastard, come here." Wang Shun shouted angrily in the yard.
Zhuzi lowered his head dejectedly and took two steps forward reluctantly.
Seeing this, Wang Shun raised his hand and was about to slap him.
Seeing this, Mrs. Li hurried over to hold her husband back, then turned around and said, "Zhu Zi, why don't you go and apologize to Mr. Lin?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuzi bowed and saluted, saying politely, "Mr. Lin, I apologize to you. It's all my fault for what happened today."
Lin Xiucai saw this but didn't show any anger on his face. He spoke to Wang Shun, who had hurried over after hearing the news, to comfort him, "Don't be angry, Head Wang. It's normal for children to have bad tempers. It's good enough if they can admit their mistakes and correct them."
Then he turned around and said with a smile: "Zhu Zi, do you know where you went wrong today?"
Zhuzi looked up at Lin Xiucai and said, "I... shouldn't have stolen the dates."
Mr. Lin nodded slightly and said, "Taking something without asking is stealing. What you did was definitely wrong. Will you make this mistake again in the future?"
Zhuzi quickly shook his head, staring at the old man next to him with a murderous look, and promised anxiously: "Sir, I will never do it again."
Li and Wang Shun came up and scolded their son a few words, and then apologized to Mr. Lin. Only then did the farce come to an end.
Goudan's leg was reconnected by his second uncle. Wang Shun asked the villagers to help carry the child back home. He thanked his second uncle repeatedly and put an end to the trouble his son had caused.
After that, he exchanged a few words with Mr. Lin. Seeing that it was getting late, Old Man Wang took his son, daughter and his wife Li and left the Lin family.
After all this trouble, the family didn't speak a word on the way, and the air was filled with the oppression of impending storm.
Wang Erya was holding the hand of her mother Li. She glanced at her unhappy elder brother who was hanging his head behind her, then looked at her father with a gloomy face in front of her, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes.
This big brother only remembers to eat and not to be beaten. This has happened several times in a short period of time, but he hasn't changed.
This time, I guess I’ll get beaten by my dad again when I get home!
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Sure enough, when he got home, Old Man Wang got angry.
In the yard, he first grabbed his son and gave him a good beating, then asked Zhuzi to go back to his room and reflect on his mistakes while hungry.
He said to his wife, Mrs. Li, "From today on, let Zhuzi help with the housework and don't go out to play."
Seeing the anger on her husband's face, Mrs. Li had no choice but to agree with a smile.
Wang Erya ate the rice in her bowl and watched the conversation between the couple at the table, just acting as a spectator.
Zhuzi was injured and had been hungry for a whole day. When his mother, Mrs. Li, came to secretly bring him some steamed buns in the evening, he heard this despairing news and felt very bad.
The other side.
Wang Erya's life was not affected by this incident. Although Lin Xiucai had not yet contacted her, her progress in other aspects was relatively smooth.
She now practices the Nourishing Spirit Diagram in the morning, practices the Clear Water Technique by the stream in the afternoon, and practices the Concentrating Mind Diagram in the evening. Her day is fully scheduled.
The practice of the Green Water Technique went step by step to the second level, and the progress was average.
I have also gained some vague experience in practicing the Nourishing Mind Diagram and the Concentrating Mind Diagram recently.
She usually practiced in the sunlight in the posture shown in the picture, and would enter a mysterious state, where she would see the illusory glowing figure maintaining the same posture as her, absorbing wisps of mist from the sun.
The mist was just like the one she had absorbed in the first picture of the scroll, and it felt icy and cool.
The only difference is that it is much thinner, and it is good enough if you can absorb a wisp a day.
According to the scroll, this mist is the energy of Ziwei, and the illusory figure is the embodiment of her spiritual power. The mist she absorbs every day will nourish this spiritual power.
However, the concentration diagram she practiced at night was a different story.
In the same mysterious state, the dimly glowing spiritual shadow sat cross-legged, as if being tempered under the moonlight. The pervasive cold air kept impacting, and if the mind was not stable at all, it would be out of state.
But if she persists, she will feel a sense of clarity of mind after the training is over, and she has recently discovered that the shadow of her mental power has become more solid after this tempering.
Now, she could even vaguely see the blurred eyebrows and eyes.
Time goes by day by day.
Wang Erya's cultivation went smoothly, and her appetite also became larger. Seeing her appetite, Mrs. Li couldn't help but worry: "Erya, you can't eat too much."
After hearing this, she quickly explained: "Mom, I'm not full."
Father Wang had always doted on his plump and well-behaved daughter. Seeing this, he explained, "It's normal for my daughter to eat a lot as she grows. Don't worry."
He then turned around and added an egg to Wang Erya's bowl, saying, "Erya, eat as much as you want. Don't listen to your mother."
Mrs. Li was so angry that she laughed and said, "I am the evil one who won't let my daughter eat, right?"
Old Man Wang was struck by this, and said to Li with a smile on his face: "No, no, let's eat first."
At this time, Zhuzi, who was the quietest person in the family, was eating quietly, not wanting to attract Father Wang's attention. He drank the soup in his bowl with a "gulp" and said, "I'm done. I'm going out first."
"Stop." said Old Man Wang.
Upon hearing this, Zhuzi stopped walking out and said helplessly, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Father Wang glanced at his son, who hadn't caused any trouble recently, and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry to finish your meal? Where are you going?"
"I didn't go anywhere. I had to go to the mountains to collect firewood these days. I thought I'd go early and come back early." Zhuzi explained.
Father Wang glanced at his son and said, "Don't go today. Come with me to town later."
Upon hearing this, Zhuzi's face was overjoyed, but he also asked in confusion, "Dad, what are you going to do in town?"
Dashi Village is quite far from the town. Even as the village head, Old Man Wang rarely goes there on weekdays. It is considered a good visit if he can go there once a month. This is the second time this month, and Zhuzi can't help but feel a little confused.
"You'll know when you get there. Go to your mother's place and get some dry food for us to eat on the road," said Old Man Wang.
Zhuzi smiled and nodded in agreement.
Wang Erya, who was standing by, heard the news and said, "Dad, I want to go to the town, too. Can you take me with you?"
Father Wang looked at his daughter's small stature and hesitated. He said, "Dear Erya, the town is very far away from here. When you are older, Dad will take you there, okay?"
Seeing this, Wang Erya could only say shamelessly: "Dad, I'm grown up now, take me there, take me there..."
After a lot of throwing a tantrum, Old Man Wang couldn't stand it anymore and agreed.
"Okay, I'll take you there, but don't complain about being tired on the way!"
"Thank you, Dad. I will definitely not complain about being tired."
The goal has been achieved, Wang Erya said with a smile.
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