"ha……"

"ah……"

"Hey……"

“Woo…”

Early in the morning, Jia Huan came out of the village accompanied by Jiao Da, faced the wide farmland, took off his horse and shouted loudly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Jia Huan's "woo" sound fell, a donkey cry "woo...an" and "woo...an" suddenly sounded in the village not far away.

It seemed like he was singing with Jia Huan. He was so angry that he cursed "My Lady" secretly, feeling unsatisfied, and then cursed "Donkey Sun"...

Sure enough, it's much more comfortable!

"You are also a noble young man, why..."

Jiao Da frowned with white eyebrows and looked at Jia Huan with displeasure.

He was surprised that Jia Huan would say such swear words.

Jia Huan sneered and said, "Old man, don't think of any noble masters anymore. I admit that I don't have much cultivation in my heart, I am proud of being uneducated, and I am proud of not studying. I have no great ambitions, I am very petty and I don't ask for much, but my relatives are healthy, my friends are healthy, and my enemies are bad...

As for myself, I just hope to live a long life. If you have silver flowers and girls on weekdays, it is best if no one can bully them. That's all, just careless. As for cultivation, culture, etc., they are all pursued by ideal talents. For example, Brother Zhen, I, the East Mansion, is the most cultivated and most educated!"

When Jiao Da heard this, he immediately said nothing.

Because whether it is Jia Zhen, Jia Rong, Jia She, and Jia Lian, if they are measured by the noble son’s requirements, they are all the best.

He has always been kind and polite in front of others, and he describes his behavior as a model of aristocratic.

But what about behind the scenes?

There is no need to even be behind the scenes, as long as there are no outsiders and not in front of the elders, those filthy and dirty things are enough to make people vomit.

Jiao Da sighed and said nothing more.

When Jia Huan heard him sigh, he thought that the old man was cold when he saw that he did not listen to advice, he said speechlessly: "Okay, okay, don't swear in the future. What you always say is right, it has nothing to do with the noble son or something. Rude does not mean being straightforward. If you want others to respect you, you must first respect others.

If you start to curse people, even if I am capable, some people will not like it. Forget it, why bother offend people for the sake of the pleasure of that moment, it will not be worth the loss. Old man, don’t sigh, I’ll be taught, I’ll be taught!"

When Jiao Da saw Jia Huan say this, he knew that he didn't want to make trouble for himself. A smile flashed across his old and dry face, and then said in a deep voice: "I have vomited all the exhaust gas from my heart, start running. Remember, when running, pay attention to the rhythm of breathing and inhalation. This is the original words of Mr. Ning Guo, which means that the venting and intake of nostrils and mouth must be paid attention to..."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "I know that you can run for a long time by paying attention to the frequency of breathing and matching your pace."

Jiao Da was shocked when he heard this and said, "How do you know?"

Jia Huan knew he was wrong, grabbed the back of his head, and said in a daze: "Yes, how could I know, I obviously don't know..."

Seeing that he didn't look like he was fake, Jiao Da sighed and said, "It seems that you have indeed met Duke Rong. I think it was Duke Rong who told you about this, but why did he tell you what he did? But why didn't he tell you..."

Jiao Da's voice was getting lower and lower, and the last sentence was already low and unheard, so Jia Huan didn't hear it.

However, Jia Huan's slip of the tongue was revealed.

Jiao Da looked at Jia Huan who was standing there in a daze and frowned, "Why do you still stand here when you know? Run!"

Jia Huan said speechlessly: "Grandmaster, you haven't taught me what kind of breathing frequency you have to run."

Jiao Da snorted coldly and said, "I'm foolish, different people naturally have different ways of venting air. Where can I get a fixed number? Of course, you can breathe as much as you feel comfortable!"

In fact, Jiao Da's heart trembled when he heard Jia Huan's words, because that was what he asked Duke Ning that year...

When Jia Huan heard this, he thought this was nonsense, but it seemed that there was some truth.

It’s useless to think that there are more people, so I’d better run first.

He stretched his hands and feet and moved his muscles and bones. Now it was already autumn. When the frost and the dew were heavy in the morning, Jia Huan did not let Xiao Jixiang get up and dance healthy dance with him.

When Jia Huan thought of Xiao Jixiang, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Because there are only three main rooms, the living room in the middle cannot sleep.

So last night, Xiaoque rested with Aunt Zhao, while Xiao Jixiang sat down on Jia Huan's kang...

Originally, Aunt Zhao's intention was to let the older Xiaoque follow Jia Huan, so that Xiaoque could take care of Jia Huan, while Xiao Jixiang followed her.

This proposal was rejected by Jia Huan. Jia Huan ignored Xiaoque in front of him and pointed out bluntly that he was afraid that Xiaoque would be killed at night. Even if he couldn't, he was afraid that Xiaoque would spit on his face while he was asleep...

Xiaoque said that he was old, but he was only fourteen years old this year. After all, he was just a little girl movie.

Although I have a little more thoughts, how can I have the courage and bad intentions?

Jia Huan said this, he definitely judged others by himself.

After hearing Jia Huan's words, Xiaoque was so angry that he cried.

She felt that she was the real bloody mania that had been in trouble for eight lifetimes...

Although Jia Huan was scolded by Aunt Zhao again, under his insistence, he finally got on the kang with a little face that was red like an apple...

well!

A seven-year-old yellow-haired girl has a big difference from a boy.

In this way, she was still shy and looked as if she was so embarrassed.

Jia Huan sneered completely, stuffed her into the quilt, then hugged her to sleep, using it as a hand warmer.

Not to mention, the little girl is still a bit different, fragrant.

"If you don't wipe off the saliva from your mouth, it will drip to the ground."

Jiao Da's cold and low voice woke up Jia Huan who was savoring.

He subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth, "Well, the old man really didn't lie to him..."

But why did Jia Huan bow his head? He said disdainfully: "Old man, you are really uneducated. Is this called saliva?"

"What's the point of not calling saliva, horse urine?"

Lao Jiao's words are always so inhumane, and he deserves his surname to be Jiao for the rest of his life...

After whispering in his heart, Jia Huan rolled his eyes and corrected seriously: "Salute is just its common name, its nickname is Halazi!"

Jiao Da blinked his old eyes, then raised his foot, kicked Jia Huan's "super buttocks" and said coldly: "Get out!"

...

"call……"

"call……"

"call……"

Jia Huan really felt that his throat was smoking and his lungs were so painful.

What is the blunt breathing frequency and the blunt rhythm? After running for a few hundred meters, Jia Huan completely forgot.

I felt that my legs were getting heavier and heavier, and the air I sucked in was not enough.

He really wanted to stop, but his grandson didn't want to stop.

But as long as he slows down, his butt will be kicked by Jiao Da.

Jia Huan became popular because he was old or young, and he cursed him, even his eighteen generations of ancestors were not spared.

Jiao Da ignored this, of course, he didn't ignore it. He kicked it even harder...

Things were strange. Jia Huan always felt that he was about to run away, but after being kicked a few times, he persisted.

After repeated breakthroughs, the run became easier.

However, when he wanted to continue running, Jiao Da asked him to stop again, and the reason he gave was: "You are too weak now and you can't run too hard."

You are the first one!

Jia Huan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this muddy man, sitting on the ground, gasping heavily.

"stand up."

Jiao Da frowned with white eyebrows and said inhumanely.

Jia Huan smiled angrily and said, "My son, my throat is about to get angry. If you don't feel good, I'll take a break?"

Jiao Dao: "I just finished running and can't sit, otherwise my legs will cramp."

Jia Huan thought about it and seemed to have such an explanation, so he gritted his teeth and stood up. He felt sticky and sweaty, and said, "Old man, is it okay? I'll go back to rest and take another shower."

Jiao Da snorted and said, "It's okay? This hasn't started yet."

Jia Huan was shocked when he heard this: "Lao Jiao, I'm almost out of the engine. Haven't you started yet? You still want to run? I'm probably going to see Duke Rong when I run."

Jiao Da looked at Jia Huan with disdain and said, "Are you scared? Is this what you said to be determined to follow the martial arts?"

Jia Huan was furious and said, "This is not a question of whether you are cowardly or not. Even if I am determined to follow martial arts, I always have to talk about science... but I always have to reason, right? You said myself, I am in poor health now and can't run too much. Why do you speak like farts and don't count?"

Jiao Da ridiculed and said, "Far? Hey, I think you are farting. Which ear did you hear me tell you to keep running?"

Jia Huan was stunned when he heard this and said, "You said just now..."

Jiao Dadao: "What I said is that this is just the beginning, but I didn't say that you can run."

Jia Huan thought about it, laughed, shook his head and said, "Lao Jiao, Lao Jiao, no wonder your surname is Jiao, you are always a thief! Dig a hole for me!"
To be continued...