The farm wife likes to farm

Chapter 77
"If you're hungry, come have breakfast first!" Fang Yishan said, stretched out his hand to hold Su Qingyun's little hand, and walked outside. As soon as Su Qingyun came out of the room, she saw Su Yangxuan squatting in a standard posture.

His two small arms stretched forward at the same level as his shoulders, and two flat stones were placed on his arms.

And his whole face was flushed from the suffocation, and the sweat dripped down from his forehead drop by drop.Her frail body trembled uncontrollably, but she still clenched her teeth and held on.

Su Qingyun blinked in astonishment, then turned her head and asked Fang Yishan: "Didn't Xuan'er learn to write in the morning? If you let him waste his energy like this, how can he still have the energy to learn?"

This is the same reason why most physical education classes are held in the afternoon or the last class.

Fang Yishan frowned, and looked at Su Qingyun speechlessly: "It's late now, and you haven't gotten up yet, wouldn't it be a waste of time if you don't let him exercise while the morning is cool?"

His eyes flickered slightly, and he paused for a moment, his deep eyes carried an unusual meaning: "What's more... I also want to see how determined my brother-in-law is!"

If the brother-in-law is determined, he doesn't mind teaching him more in the future.If his will is not firm, he doesn't need to bother too much.

after all……

There are not many people in this world who can be taught by him personally.

Turning his head and looking at his little daughter-in-law, he sighed helplessly in his heart. He was willing to bother for his brother-in-law, wasn't it all for his own woman?
Su Qingyun nodded in agreement: "You're right, although Xuan'er is usually a sensible, well-behaved and filial child. But learning martial arts and calligraphy is not an easy task, and you should test him if you want to."

Besides...

Although learning literature and martial arts requires talent, persistence is more important.

Fang Yishan saw that Su Qingyun was so obedient, raised his hand and rubbed her head, his eyes were as warm as the morning sun, and said in a low voice, "Why is Yun'er so obedient today?"

Su Qingyun rolled her eyes, opened Fang Yishan's claws that were rubbing back and forth on her head, and said angrily, "What are you doing, touching a cat or a dog?"

Fang Yishan: "Touch my wife."

Su Qingyun: "..."

This man is hopeless.

She snorted twice: "My hair is all messed up by you, you don't even know how hard it is for me to comb it."

This ancient person's bun was difficult to comb, and the original owner's hair was long and thick. Although it was a bit withered and yellow, it was gradually getting better under her good care.

It's just that she got used to it these days, and remembers that at the beginning she always felt that the long and profuse hair was pulling her scalp, so uncomfortable that she wished she could cut it shorter.

"If it's messed up, I'll comb it for you." Fang Yishan chuckled, instead of talking to Su Qingyun, he took her little hand and went to the kitchen to set out the prepared breakfast and hot water for washing.

He urged: "Hurry up and wash up and eat! You should be hungry in the morning."

Su Qingyun rubbed her belly, she was indeed a little hungry, but seeing Fang Yishan's virtuous appearance, she found it a little funny to imagine Fang Yishan's tall body making breakfast in the kitchen.

My heart is as sweet as honey.

Looking back at the door, it was an angle that Su Yangxuan couldn't see. She grabbed Fang Yishan's skirt and pulled it down, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him forcefully on the mouth.

Smiling and lowering her voice, she said, "Husband, I really like you more and more."

(End of this chapter)