You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 1346
"Really?" Ah Ping still didn't quite believe it, but his father always said what he said, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

Ying Yu nodded. At the moment, A Ping is sitting on his lap. Although he thinks the child has a good temper, he is really too stubborn. good thing.

"Ah Ping, do you know? There is a saying that overcorrecting is too much."

A Ping nodded ignorantly, he has only just been enlightened for a short time now, he hasn't read too many books, and most of the big principles are learned from his parents, and the master is still teaching him the Three Character Classic, He had already met, so he didn't like to listen to it very much.

"Doing things too much is just as inappropriate as not doing enough. To put it simply, it is wrong to blindly pursue how many blood bubbles you have in your hands just like you usually practice martial arts."

"As long as you finish what you should practice every day, the effect of practicing with comfortable hands is much better than practicing with painful hands, do you think about it?"

Seeing that A Ping seemed to understand but half understood, Ying Yu hurriedly explained to A Ping, thinking that A Ping could no longer be taught by the children in the house.

A Ping was smart since he was a child, last time he just read a paragraph about the art of war to A Ping, although A Ping couldn't understand the meaning, he could repeat it verbatim, force must match his mind.

If Ah Ping is strong on his own, and his understanding of things and himself is not up to par, something will happen sooner or later.

A Ping looked at his father and at the blood blisters on his own hands, and now he understands.

There must be a limit to everything, if you blindly pursue the superficial things, then don't people who farm the land have more calluses on their hands.

Ah Ping has seen the farmer who comes to send his mother a farmer every year to make a fortune. His hands are not less callous than his father's, but when it comes to martial arts, they are not as good as his father's fingers.

Little Aping didn't speak, and now she stretched out her little hand in front of her mother. Wen Qinger smiled, and hurriedly asked someone to bring in a basin of warm water to soak Aping's little hand, and it was also relaxing.

Afterwards, they were picked out one by one with embroidery needles, and some golden sore medicine was applied, so that little Aping would be much better when he practiced martial arts tomorrow.

After the waiter was finished, Ah Ping talked with his parents for a while, but he was really sleepy, so he said goodbye, and let the nanny drag him back to the room to rest.

It's time for the couple to go to bed, Wen Qing'er combed her hair and lay on the couch, discussing with Ying Yu about A Ping.

"Is Ah Yu being too strict with Ah Ping? He is not yet four years old. He starts to practice martial arts every morning. He only learns from his master for two hours in the afternoon, and he has to practice for a while at night. I just look at it and think it's too much." tired."

Ying Yu held Wen Qing'er in his arms, and said that A Ping was also very proud: "Don't you know our A Ping? He is a high-minded person."

"The last time he was assassinated, he felt that he was ashamed to hide behind the guards. It shouldn't be the general's son. He has been holding his breath in his heart to practice martial arts."

"Originally I only asked him to practice martial arts in the morning and learn calligraphy and reading with his master in the afternoon, but he himself refused to do so. He pointed it out to me, saying that he had nothing to do during the period around dinner, and he needed to be trained on himself. He learned moves during the day and practiced hard."

"If it weren't for his small stature and sleepiness, I'm afraid he would have to arrange for himself an hour of riding and shooting. Aping is much more motivated than I was back then."

(End of this chapter)