After that, Qingliu and baonaimei played for two hours.


    Baonaimei didn''t want to admit defeat. He and Ma understood, but he and Ma didn''t expect Qingliu to be in high spirits.


    "No, no, no!" Once again, after "taking" baonaimei''s head, Qingliu took off his mask and shook his head desperately, "your choice in the battle is wrong. It''s too dignified. Even if you fight with a horse, you are skilled in using all kinds of tricks! He even wants to paste my face with sand to create a gap! "


    Sitting next to the horse, I thought: you have to be glad that there is no lime in the battlefield, or I will let you see the true story of lime wusheng.


    Qingliu hands akimbo: "in a life and death battle, anything that can bring victory should be used! Although I am not very good at using weapons in the environment, I know people who are good at this. I have used geographical advantages to destroy many enemies who are stronger than myself. "


    Xuezi and Sakata jinzuo appeared in the sea of HEMA''s brain.


    Qingliu pointed to his direction: "like this! He will take advantage of the favorable location! "


    And Ma: "me? Well, I''m fine. "


    Qingliu turned his head and looked at he Ma: "start teaching me how to make use of the geographical advantage tomorrow! Master! "


    "This, this... Teaching can be taught, but it costs furniture to fight. You see, my family has done so. Let go of my last furniture." Talking to the horse revealed a poor smile.


    Qingliu sighed, "that''s right. Jin Zuo - I mean, that guy Sakata also said that there was no other way to exercise except in actual combat. "


    Perhaps considering that it was inappropriate for a disciple of the Taoist school to call Jidao in an overly intimate way, Qingliu changed his way of saying it.


    Meijiazi: "and horses can teach us to climb trees and houses. Won''t it cost us a house?"


    As he and Ma were about to answer, baonaimei said, "play again a few times. I feel I''m about to catch the trick."


    Qingliu looked at baonaimei, silently put on his mask and put on a posture.


    He and Ma looked at the wall clock on the dojo wall. They thought they had been practicing a little long, so they clapped their hands to stop them: "that''s all for today! Baonaimei, I can''t eat hot tofu in a hurry. I have more than two months to improve you. Chiyoko, is the watermelon ice ready? "


    "It should be OK. It''s been in the refrigerator for more than two hours. I''ll cut it..."


    "No, don''t cut it. Just bring it over and take some more spoons." And Ma Jian must enjoy watermelon according to the habits of his previous life. He doesn''t know when to eat watermelon next time. How can he not have a good time.


    Chiyoko looked at him and the horse with the expression of looking at the silly egg: "eat with a spoon? Are you crazy? "


    "I''m not crazy. Just bring it."


    Chiyoko shook his head and left the ashram with a helpless face.


    Baonaimei took off her mask and shook her head gently.


    Under the mask, her bangs were all wet and hung on her head like kelp, which threw out a crystal bead of sweat.


    On the other side, Qingliu has taken off his body armor and is short and fast to take off his equipment.


    She threw a pile of protective equipment directly on the ground and ran to the fan.


    The wind is not cool enough. She pulls the collar of her coat and keeps shaking, as if this can speed up the heat dissipation of her body.


    The electric fan knows how to lift Qingliu''s skirt, but it''s a pity that this guy has shorts under his skirt.


    This made he ma regret that he had just reminded her of the problem of running out on the second floor.


    After enjoying Qingliu with Ma, he turned to see baonaimei.


    Bao Na Mei has already taken off the equipment, is spraying with the spray thing.


    And the horse asked curiously, "what is it?"


    "Sweating spray, it seems to be the latest product, I don''t know how it works." Then he said, "honey, he lowered his head and sniffed himself." um... It feels like a perfume that smells sweat with perfume. But it''s true that it will be a little cool after spraying. "


    "Oh" with the horse.


    After carefully wiping the sweat on her face with a towel, baonaimei took out the makeup box from her bag and began to make up.


    After seeing the mature women''s practice of baonaimei with Ma, he turned to look at Qingliu and found that she had sat in front of the electric fan and made a "ah ah" sound with her mouth open to the fan. It was a lot of fun.


    Chiyoko came in with a watermelon: "everybody eat watermelon!"


    Meijiazi Shua stood up: "watermelon!"


    He ma looked at the sliced watermelon and wanted to express his dissatisfaction. He saw Ah Mao coming in with the other half of the watermelon.


    "Master, your is here."


    "Oh, good." And the horse took the watermelon and spoon, "are you finished? How long is the holiday? "


    "It''s off next week. But I''m a candidate. It doesn''t seem to make any difference whether I have a holiday or not. I have to ask Master to teach me more reading during the summer vacation. "


    "No problem!" While talking with Ma, he put the spoon in his hand into the watermelon. As soon as his wrist turned, he dug out a watermelon like an ice cream ball and put it into his mouth.


    Then he and the horse subconsciously made a very enjoyable sound.


    "Wow ~"


    Meijiazi took a piece of watermelon and was sprinkling salt on it. When she saw how to eat with Ma, she looked down at the watermelon in her hand and immediately felt that the watermelon was not attractive.


    She put the watermelon in Qingliu''s hand and said, "take it."


    "Eh? I have... "


    Meijiazi, regardless of Qingliu, climbed to the horse with his hands and feet: "give me a whole bite."


    And Ma dug another "watermelon ball" and stuffed it into meijiazi''s mouth.


    Meijiazi couldn''t wait to bite down. As a result, it was too urgent. Watermelon juice leaked from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her T-shirt.


    He looked at the horse, muttered "the style is still very fashionable", and gave himself a mouthful.


    Then he and meijiazi made a voice addicted to the delicious watermelon: "wow ~"


    "Give me another bite!" Meijiazi stretched out her neck and swallowed what she had in her mouth. She couldn''t wait to open her mouth again, just like a crying baby.


    And Ma: "your teeth are very white."


    "I''ve been using Colgate. Don''t give me a mouthful of nonsense!"


    And Ma fed another bite to meijiazi.


    Then I saw meijiazi vividly deduce what happiness is with her expression.


    And the horse couldn''t see it anymore. He inserted the spoon into the watermelon and took out a handkerchief to wipe meijiazi''s mouth: "you, lady, be a little more! I''ve wanted to say for a long time that you have such good conditions, but no boys have confessed to you at all. Don''t you think there''s a problem? "


    "But a girl confessed to me!" Meijiazi said proudly, "there are still many."


    Qingliu: "are you sure they don''t want to keep you as a pet?"


    "There''s nothing wrong with pets. Someone takes care of them carefree. If I have a choice, I''ll be a cat in my next life." Meijiazi paused and suddenly found a problem, "Qingliu, why did you come here? Ah, I see. You also want to be fed with horses! "


    "I don''t want to!" As Qingliu said, he grabbed the spoon inserted in the watermelon and ate it by himself. "Well... Sure enough, you should put some salt. It will be sweeter."


    The Japanese eat watermelon with salt. It is said that this can make the sweetness more prominent and more memorable.


    After all, they rarely eat watermelon once. They should try to improve their watermelon eating experience. It''s not like the Chinese people. They forget to put watermelon in the refrigerator and don''t break too much.


    While talking, yuzao also ran over and sat down directly opposite the horse. Then she calmly touched the salt and began to sprinkle it on the watermelon.


    "Hey, can the exorcism salt be sprinkled on the watermelon?" And Ma couldn''t help but make complaints about it.


    "It''s all salt. It makes no difference."


    "Do you recognize the point of exorcism?"


    Yuzao took the spoon from Qingliu''s hand and said while digging watermelon: "up to now, won''t anyone take exorcism seriously? It''s just the self entertainment of psychic lovers. "


    And Ma: "I believe it."


    Yuzao smiled, scooped out the watermelon ball in half with a spoon, and put half into her mouth first.


    "Well, this melon is good. Baonaimei chose it well."


    And Ma: "baonaimei, can''t you come? It''s more pleasant to eat with a spoon! "


    Baonaimei, who had sat next to chiyoko, smiled: "forget it. I''d better eat in the usual way."


    Meijiazi: "it''s all right. When I finished Kendo in high school, I was sweating all over. He didn''t care about it like hooking shoulders with a horse!"


    And Ma recalled that he never cared about the sweat smell of meijiazi, but that was because his attention was elsewhere.


    After school, with a smell of sweat, he went to the coarse snack shop with meijiazi to buy some cheap snacks, sat on the bench in front of the shop and chatted while eating - it seemed that those days were still yesterday.


    As Ma recalled, meijiazi was still greeting baonaimei, but was resolutely rejected.


    Chiyoko: "you don''t have to care about me. It''s enough to have ah Mao here with me."


    A Mao: "I''ll go to review after eating this piece. I''d better let elder martial sister nantiao accompany you here."


    Chiyoko stared at Mao and tried to stop talking.


    A Mao didn''t realize it at all. Three or two people ate the watermelon in their hands, put the chewed melon skin back on the plate, and folded their hands: "thank you for the hospitality. I''m ready."


    Baonaimei remembered that the watermelon was brought by herself. Ah Mao was thanking her, so she smiled and said, "you''re welcome."


    Mao stood up and strode away from the ashram.


    Chiyoko picked up a new watermelon and sprinkled salt silently.


    And the horse looked over there. Just at this time, the spoon was passed to him again, so he dug a watermelon and put it into his mouth.


    I don''t know if it''s because of salt. This mouthful of watermelon is particularly sweet.


    At this time, RI Nanli food appeared from the yard, climbed to the edge and began to complain: "it''s so hot! I envy those private schools. They have begun to install air conditioning in the student union room! "


    He and Ma looked at the apprentice with the least sense of existence in the dojo and said, "if you don''t show up again, you will become a ghost apprentice in our dojo."


    Meijiazi: "yes, yes, in the future, we will tell the new apprentice the story of the ghost of the beautiful girl wandering alone in the sermon field."


    "I can''t help it, but the work of this student union will be over today. In the future, I can go to the ashram as soon as I finish school."


    Meijiazi: "hum, we''ve lived in the dojo!"


    "Eh? Sister meijiazi? "


    "It''s all of us." Meijiazi said, drawing a circle with her hand, "it''s all here."


    RI Nanli food slightly tilted his head: "strengthen the hotel?"


    And horse: "almost."


    RI Nanli Cuisine: "can I still come?"


    Chiyoko said coldly, "there''s no room, so I can''t."


    As soon as I turned my eyes, I suddenly ran to meijiazi and held her arm: "master meijiazi ~ squeeze with me."


    "Yes, it''s OK, but you have to pay half of the rent. You''re responsible for one month in two months."


    RI Nanli food was surprised: "do you want the rent? Isn''t it enough to kill master Tongsheng every day? "


    "How is it possible? We all check in for rent."


    He coughed with Ma, interrupted the conversation between the two girls, and then said to RI Nanli cuisine, "they all get the permission of their family. Is there no problem with your family in RI Nan?"


    "Just tell my parents, master Tongsheng, you''re going to pick up a new movie again, no problem!" RI Nanli food sighed and showed a complex expression on his face, "my parents seem to miss the time when I was still a reader model. A few days ago, on TV, I relaxed the live singing of the son of God. My father also said, "originally, the vegetable sauce could stand on the stage like this.". Although they say ''you decide your own way'', they always put pressure on me in this way intentionally or unintentionally. "


    He kissed the horse.


    He is a rising star. He doesn''t know whether he wants to guide RI Nanli food at this time because he is a rising star, or because he wants to point out others at this time.


    While struggling with the question of chicken or egg first with Ma, meijiazi said, "why don''t you go to a good university in the south of Japan? After going to university, your family will suddenly start to respect your ideas. I am like this. Obviously, I am still the silly me, but my mother and my father usually start to consult me intentionally or unintentionally.


    "So are the neighbors. When those aunts who are arguing see me, they will come over and ask me super seriously about the issues they are arguing about, and no matter what I say, they will sigh ''they are worthy of being intelligent students''.


    "So I think that Shangzhi university is indeed a powerful University. Even I seem to have become powerful because I have entered the most powerful English Department of this university."


    Scratching his head with Ma Nao, he didn''t feel any change in his family''s attitude towards himself after going to college in his last life. When discussing serious problems, his parents still had the attitude of "I''ve eaten more salt than you eat, you know fart".


    However, Japan has its own national conditions. Meijiazi has joined the English School of Shangzhi University and will be a rich wife in the future. The class is different.


    RI Nanli cuisine is seriously thinking about meijiazi''s suggestions.


    At this time, Qingliu said, "I wanted to say before. The density of students in famous schools is too high in your Dojo with Ma. Dongda, Qingying private school and Shangzhi..."


    Huashan came in from the yard with a pile of things: "Mr. Tongsheng, I''m coming! It''s said that several elder martial sisters are staying today. Let''s have a welcome party tonight... Oh, there are already watermelons, and I brought one... "


    Qingliu looked at Huashan: "there''s another one from Meiji University. The concentration of elites is too high. Even Ah Mao, who is still a high school student, talks with Ma every morning about the Western 81 drill and OPEC oil pricing. It''s frightening! "


    Meijiazi''s eyes flashed cold: "wait a minute! And Ma, what do you talk to Ah Mao every morning? "


    He Ma: "nothing, it''s all the content of the international edition of the newspaper."


    Meijiazi shook off rinan holding his arm and grabbed HEMA''s hand: "savior! We have to start talking about international relations next semester... "


    He Ma: "after all, wisdom is not only training English translators, but also diplomats..."


    "It''s clearly the course of next semester, but there are research contents in the summer vacation! Do you think it makes no sense? " Meijiazi looked at HEMA with sincere eyes. "This summer vacation, I''m going to write an observation report on international relations. You have to help me with HEMA!"


    HEMA: I''m not sleepy when you say this!


    Chinese men''s favorite is to point out the fiery words and soil of rivers and mountains. In those years, there were thousands of families. This has nothing to do with income. It is a kind of cultural inertia.


    In the past, Chinese scholars talked about thinking about the world. Modern China has completed the popularization of compulsory education, and everyone is a scholar - or at least thinks he is a scholar, so everyone has a mind about the world and works hard to talk about the international situation one by one.


    So he Ma said to meijiazi, "OK, in the morning, as long as you get out of bed when the morning paper is delivered, you can join my discussion with Ah Mao."


    "Eh? Do you want me to write it myself based on your discussion? "


    "Nonsense. Don''t think about getting something for nothing. It won''t work in our Dojo, "he ma put on his master''s airs," our Dojo pays attention to no work and no gain. "


    Even with golden fingers and horses, they don''t neglect basic practice. They have to wave hundreds of swords every day to practice push ups to ensure their physical fitness.


    And Ma''s strong muscles are the best proof of his sweat.


    Meijiazi sighed, "OK. It''s better than scratching my head. "


    At this time, Huashan put away the watermelon and the things he brought for tonight''s party. When he returned to the dojo, he heard meijiazi''s words and asked, "Fujii doesn''t boast of being a monkey. It''s normal to scratch your ears and cheeks, isn''t it?"


    "Huashan, your skin is itchy, isn''t it?" Meijiazi naturally put on a bad big sister''s tone.


    Hua Shanzhao turned and ran: "I forgot to buy Charcoal for tonight''s barbecue. I''ll go back."


    Qingliu: "it''s so fast. If you leave such a person in the ashram with Ma, you don''t just want to collect his wool?"


    And Ma looked at Qingliu: "what are you talking about? How can it be? I''m such a kind man. I just want to make friends with Huashan."


    Hardly had the voice fallen when the doorbell rang.


    And the horse raised their eyebrows.


    Most of the acquaintances in their own ashram now come directly around the yard.


    Meijiazi: "I always feel that the doorbell rings is the beginning of the event, just as Sherlock Holmes always starts with the client knocking at the door."


    "Who said that the Sherlock Holmes detective collection is from Watson''s perspective, and Watson is involved in many cases halfway." And make complaints about "Wahson''s marriage, and then separated from Holmes, almost entirely the story of doctors joining the road."


    Yuzao, who has been eating watermelon silently, said at this time: "yes, even the ''Bohemian scandal'', which is generally believed to be Holmes''s only love, Watson also passed by 221 B Baker Street and suddenly wanted to see his old friends. As a result, he just met Holmes and solved the mysterious letter of entrustment, which began the story."


    And Ma: "Holmes also teased Watson about getting fat after he got married."


    Meijiazi: "OK, I know you two read more. Can you give me a little dignity to a person who has just read several English versions of short stories and is about to start eating the four signatures? "


    He Ma: "I suggest you read the original texts of the short collections of adventure history, memoirs and return first, and then read the four signatures, blood word research and so on. First read short stories and experience the happiness of reading, so as not to be frightened by most of them. By the way, I haven''t read the original English version. "


    He finally added one to prevent megako, who lived with him day and night in high school, from finding something wrong.


    However, he thought too much. Meijiazi didn''t think about this at all, but sighed: "it''s really more popular than people. When I read the original English book in the living room at home, my parents looked at me with admiration. It''s the first time they have looked at me like this since I was born."


    Qingliu: "your parents'' reaction is normal. What''s abnormal is this dojo."


    The voice fell, and the voice of Ah Mao who answered the door came from the porch: "master!"


    He ma sighed: "it doesn''t seem to be selling. Let me see what''s going on."


    Recently, more and more people come to the ashram to sell air conditioners and cars. Those salesmen obviously misjudged the financial resources of Tongsheng and ma.


    So he and Ma asked Ah Mao to answer the door more often. In the past, he was very careful. He answered the door in person and always walked around the yard to prevent being raided.


    He ma stood up, opened the door from the dojo to the corridor, and looked in the direction of the porch.


    Several strangers in toad glasses stood at the door.


    And the horse frowned.


    Isn''t it really the beginning of the event?


    He Ma Xin thinks that he hasn''t had a few days to live in peace. He hasn''t gone to hot springs or island vacations yet. Let''s go again


    At this time, the man at the door had saluted Ma: "Tongsheng and Mr. Ma, I have heard a lot about them."


    He ma put his hand in his arms, pretended to be carrying a guy, swaggered out and came to the porch: "I have no impression of you, excuse me..."


    "I gave you a cake when you were in the hospital bed. Do you remember?" The first man said so.


    And Ma remembered the cake with yen hidden. The yen was returned by he ma. The cake was very delicious.


    He Ma: "it''s Mr. Zhang. Please go back. I won''t..."


    "Don''t worry, everyone knows that you burned the money of welfare technology." Zhang Zhengyi took off the toad mirror and smiled at he ma, "so this time I didn''t bring anything that would tarnish your reputation. But you have helped us a lot before. Just a cake is not enough to express our gratitude. Therefore, after much consideration, I think that only when I personally come to the door and send snacks to the moon chasing building can we express our sincerity. "


    With that, Mr. Zhang snapped his fingers, and the little brother behind him handed over a gift basket containing flowers and beautifully packaged snacks.


    He ma saw the envelope in the gift basket at a glance and asked, "this envelope is..."


    "This is the latest trend of welfare technology we have collected. I think Mr. Tongsheng must be very interested in this."


    And Ma took out the envelope and weighed it. It really didn''t look like money.


    He opened the envelope directly and pulled out a dozen documents.


    The document contains leaflets and printed summaries of recent activities of some subsidiary bodies of welfare technology.


    And Ma glanced roughly and looked at the leaflet.


    "Zen meditation course? Get rid of distractions? " And Ma read out the words they were most interested in on the leaflet, "the God of music?"


    Mr. Zhang: "this training course is said to be very popular in the art creation industry. Many celebrities have endorsed it. Of course, we are all a group of rude people who only know how to fight and kill, and don''t know art, but... Mr. Tongsheng should be very concerned about it? "


    He ma folded the stack silently and put it in the envelope: "general. But if you''ve taken the trouble to collect it, I''ll accept it. "


    Mr. Zhang smiled at he ma and put on the toad mirror again: "well, now we''re clear. The Fushou gang will continue to expand and may find some extreme troubles. Maybe we''ll find the Fengjian group directly under Kanto United. I heard that Mr. Tongsheng has a good relationship with the Jinshan Group subordinate to the Fengjian group... If..."


    "Don''t worry." And Ma interrupted Mr. Zhang, "I don''t have any good feelings for Jidao..."


    He suddenly switched to Cantonese: "I am a soldier, they are thieves (I am a soldier, they are thieves)."


    Mr. Zhang''s upper face was blocked by a toad mirror, but he was surprised to see only the lower half.


    He whistled, "interesting, very interesting."


    He also speaks Cantonese.


    "See you later, brother Bing."


    With that, Mr. Zhang turned and left. His attendant put the gift basket in front of Ah Mao.


    Mao looked at the horse and took the gift basket after nodding with the horse.


    Then the people of Fushou Gang left.


    Mao turned and asked Ma, "is it really all right to receive this gift?"


    "There won''t be anything valuable in it. It''s no harm to try authentic Cantonese dim sum." He said to Ma and looked at the envelope in his hand. "This is the beginning."


    Mao: "are you going to explore this training class?"


    "No, it''s too ostentatious for us to go directly. I''m afraid all the people in our Dojo are on their attention list." He ma shook his head. "The enemy won''t make big waves so soon. After all, we defeated them before. Take your time, don''t worry, wait for them to show their feet. "


    Ah Mao nodded: "I''ll put these snacks in the kitchen first..."


    Without waiting for the apprentice to finish, he clamped the envelope under his arm, picked up a snack box and opened it directly, so the smell of Shaomai floated out and made his mouth water.


    He picked up one and threw it into his mouth.


    Shaomai is available in both the north and the south. Local practices are different. There is no doubt that this is a Cantonese practice. The shrimps wrapped in minced pork are delicious and delicious. The glutinous rice is very elastic, and together with the thin skin, it increases the level of taste


    Mao: "master?"


    And Ma found tears in the corners of their eyes.


    He hurriedly said, "it''s so delicious that I cried."


    "This, this." Mao''s face was full of shock. "Is there really anything that can make people cry? Is it mustard? "


    And Ma: "yes! Maybe. "


    At this time, he remembered the fried dough sticks, vermicelli and zongzi in the breakfast shop downstairs in his previous life, and the dry wonton always mixed with salty snacks in Shaxian County. The tide of homesickness rushed in an instant, and douda''s tears rolled down.


    He immediately stuffed the rest of the baked goods in the box into his mouth, chewing and complaining: "what''s the matter with this dessert? Put so much mustard. It''s awful, it''s awful! "


    Mao looked confused and forced, "eh? unpalatable? This... I''ll throw it away? "


    "No, no, actually delicious! It''s just... It''s strange. Maybe you shake your hands and put too much mustard. "


    Mao was completely confused and didn''t know what to do.


    He Ma had controlled his mood. He straightened his face, wiped away his tears, pretended that nothing had happened just now, and ordered in an indisputable tone: "put things in the kitchen. Anyone who wants to eat at the barbecue tonight. Give the flowers to yuzao. She likes arranging flowers. "


    "OK." Mao nodded, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he asked anxiously, "master, are you really all right?"


    "I''m fine. I''m fine." And the horse said expressionless, "don''t tell others that nothing happened just now."


    Mao nodded: "I see. Nothing happened just now."


    He took the gift basket and went to the kitchen. And Ma looked at Mao''s back and suddenly found yuzao sticking out his head at the gate of the Taoist hall. Seeing yuzao, he and Ma knew that there was no problem at the ashram. At most, only yuzao saw the situation just now. Yuzao smiled at him and ma. For a moment, the hair on his head turned back to his ears, shaking playfully, turning left and right. And the horse laughed, too. Yuzao is a monster, and she is not. The dragon and the fox knew it.