After listening to the master's words, He Yuzhu said nothing more, but secretly recorded the matter in his heart.

What the master says is his business, but as a disciple, what he should do is up to him.

"Master, I won't disturb you for now. You have a good rest and I will come see you tomorrow."

He just practiced a set of shape piles, which was also a big drain on Yang Peiyuan's current body.

Before he learns medicated diet, it is better not to make the master so tired.

Yang Peiyuan nodded slightly, and his eyes were a little brighter than before.

After all, He Yuzhu's martial arts talent was truly an unexpected blessing.

Originally, Yang Peiyuan had planned to focus on his own plan before he died.

Now, after seeing Zhu Zhu's talent, he thought more about it.

Siheyuan.

It was about half past eight when He Yuzhu returned to the house.

Because he was introduced to the dragon-shaped pile, his pace was much faster than before.

The originally forty-minute journey suddenly doubled in speed.

This also made He Yuzhu more determined to practice Chinese martial arts.

After returning to the house, He Yuzhu saw Yu Yu sitting at the Eight Immortals table, lighting a lamp and looking down at the preschool books.

Hearing the news of his brother's return, Yuyu put the book aside.

"Brother, you are back."

Because He Yuzhu had told him that if he came back late at night, he could have dinner at Yan Bugui's house.

After all, in the yard, only the Yan family has close contacts.

Compared to other people, apart from being scheming, Yan Bugui at least doesn't have any major problems.

When the time comes, He Yuzhu will bring some dishes from Hongbin Tower and distribute them to Yan Bugui and the others, so that he can return the favor.

"Well, rain, don't read at night anymore, it will hurt your eyes."

Since she mentioned to Yuyu last time that she would be rewarded according to her grades after entering school, this little girl's daily diligence has almost caught up with his martial arts training.

However, although there were oil lamps in this era, they were not bright enough and would cause serious damage to vision in the long run.

Studying is a long-term thing, not less than a little while at night.

After listening to his brother's words, Yuyu nodded obediently. At the same time, he looked over with curious eyes: "Brother, are you going to stand there motionless at night?"

Yu Yuzhu didn't know what He Yuzhu was doing at night. He only knew that every time he went to sleep, his brother was still squatting there, motionless.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu nodded with a smile: "Yes, Yu Yu, I am practicing martial arts. When I become stronger in the future, others will not be able to bully us."

"Is it because dad is gone, so my brother wants to protect Yu Yu?"

Rainy eyes looked at He Yuzhu.

Hearing this, He Yuzhu was slightly startled.

"What's wrong with Yu Yu? Do you miss him?"

However, He Yuyu pouted: "I don't want him. He is a bad person. He doesn't want me and my brother. Yuyu wants to be with his brother."

"Okay, when my brother becomes a chef in the future, we can eat and drink well and live our own lives, and no one will bother us."

"Um……"

He Yuyu brought the two boxes of food to the stove.

The person at Hongbin Tower is in charge of food.

But for some unknown reason recently, He Yuzhu still felt a little hungry after returning home after having a meal at Hongbin Tower in the evening.

Originally, He Yuzhu thought that he was getting older and growing, so he didn't care about eating too much.

But after coming back today, He Yuzhu was very hungry.

He was even hungrier than before he had eaten dinner. This cannot be explained by a long body.

Now it seems that this should be the consumption of martial arts training.

Before, I was only doing standing skills, and the consumption was not huge.

Today, when I was at the master's place, I started using the dragon-shaped pile directly.

After the physical fitness improves, the consumption will become greater.

After lighting the fire, He Yuzhu put the vegetables in the two lunch boxes and heated them up.

Tonight I brought braised eggplant and spicy chicken.

He Yuzhu simply took a few shovels, and the rich aroma of the vegetables bloomed instantly.

After a while, two steaming boxes of lunch boxes were brought to the Eight Immortals' table. Then, he spread out two stick noodles.

Xiaoyu on the side was about to wash up and go to bed.

Smelling the aroma of the food, I couldn't help but touch my belly. He looked at the dishes on the table greedily.

She ate at Yan Bugui's house in the evening. She could only say that she had something in her stomach, but the soup was clear and watery.

Rain is used to my brother bringing food from Hongbin Building every day, which is full of oil and water and tastes good. Such a sudden change of taste made me really hungry now.

He Yuzhu held a stick noodle pancake in his hand, rolled a few eggplants, and paired it with a few pieces of diced chicken. He was about to start eating. Seeing Yu Yu's appearance, he also gave this bite to Yu Yu to eat first.

However, He Yuzhu still reminded him.

"You can only eat half of it. If you eat too much at night and don't exercise, it will be bad for your stomach."

People in this era are not so particular about it. As long as they have a stutter, they don't care about health.

And since He Yuzhu came through time, he should still pay attention to some health knowledge.

"good……"

Yu Yu grabbed the stick noodles and ate these dishes, which was delicious.

After a few mouthfuls, He Yuzhu signaled that Yu Yu couldn't eat it, and then asked her to wash up with the boiled hot water.

I am feasting here.

In just three or two mouthfuls, He Yuzhu finished the two stick noodles and two boxes of food.

At this time, He Yuzhu burped and finally felt full.

Yu Yu has already washed himself up and is lying on the bed.

He Yuzhu began to perform the evening pile work as usual.

Although I have now begun to learn Chinese martial arts, the foundation of Zhuang Kung Fu cannot be broken.

The master also reminded himself that zhanzhuang is a long-term process. Even if you are practicing Chinese martial arts, you cannot stop practicing zhanzhuang.

Middle courtyard, Jia's house.

Mrs. Jia Zhang has been worried to death for the past two days.

Ever since Jia Dongxu fell into the water, he has been in a state of illness.

What a good young man, lying in bed every day is nothing.

This is still waiting for him to become a full-time employee in the steel factory and get wages!

Yi Zhonghai has been here several times.

He even brought two eggs for her to eat for Dongxu.

In the evening, Mrs. Jia Zhang had just cleaned up her house and finally lay down to take a rest.

My stomach suddenly growled.

This is hungry.

After all, not everyone can be like He Yuzhu's family, who can have meat dishes brought back from restaurants all day long.

Generally speaking, if you can have one meat meal a week, you are already a pretty well-to-do family.

What I usually eat is mostly steamed buns, which irritate my throat when I eat them.

There was no nutritional oil or water at all, so at best it was just enough to fill my stomach.

It was at this time that a strong aroma of food wafted over from next door.

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