Lu Bocheng's eyes towards Su Qing's mother were trembling twice as she looked at her steadily.

I quickly sniffed it on my body...

Bah, he didn't go to drink or go to the flower building, what could it taste like! As for what it was like, he didn't look at her, and ran to the bamboo couch and tilted.

"Wu didn't make a fuss about eating today, right?" he asked, lying comfortably, resting his head on his hand.

Su Qingma didn't answer and looked at him.

Lu Bocheng touched his nose and complained in his heart, what did she want to hear or ask?

"I went to Yangweiwu Hall and had a meal with my master and brothers."

Women just like to ask questions and ask about men’s whereabouts, for fear that men will come to see women. Scream, it’s true. Like Wu, every time his father comes back, he always asks about whereabouts, asks about details, tsk, women.

Lu Bocheng complained in his heart and finished speaking. Seeing that Su Qingma still didn't say anything, I wondered. I explained it, and it was true, and I didn't hide it, so I was not satisfied?

"I……"

As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Su Qingniang: "Why don't you have a piece of paper or a piece of ink in the room? Where are the books you read before?" Su Qingniang said lightly.

When Lu Bocheng heard this, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He said, how could his woman catch a man like the ordinary people like Wu and ask questions, which is annoying.

"Oh, those, I put them away. I was angry when I looked at it, and I remembered my father's words that I was not as good as that bastard Lu Bozu, so I asked me to learn more from him. Learn just to learn his sarcasm! If you are bored and want to read books, I will look for it. Liu Juye's family is a scholar and there are some books in his family. If you want to read them, I will lend it to you."

After hearing this, Su Qingma rolled her eyes and was stunned again. She found that when she met this guy, she rolled her eyes more often.

He said lightly: "Let me some pens and paper tomorrow."

"What are you doing?" Lu Bocheng asked twisted.

"What do you care about me? I have asked so many questions. Don't you want military books?"

Lu Bocheng suddenly turned around and ran towards her in a few steps, leaning towards her with big faces: "You took it back? Show me!"

Su Qingma pushed away his face in disgust: "No, I was thrown away by the stove at home before and caused fire."

"What! How can it cause a fire? Your family is really, really..."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want it?"

"Yes, but you said it's all caused anger?"

"I'll come out silently for you!"

"Ah? You, can you come out silently? All? No word left?" Lu Bocheng was surprised and stared at Su Qingma, wanting to figure out the truth of her words.

"Do you want love?"

"I want it! I'll get it for you now!"

"How late is this!"

"It's okay, I'll go to Lu Bo's ancestral house to get it! Very quickly!" As he said, he ran away.

This guy is really, it’s rainy to listen to the wind.

After a while, Lu Bocheng blew in like a wind, holding a large bundle of paper and a pen and inkstone. There were several pens, different pen tips, different lengths of peaks, and large, medium and small trumpets.

"You're afraid you've searched all the four treasures of the study in Lu Bozu's room?"

Lu Bocheng raised his head: "My father bought it for money, but it was not his."

"You are the logic of the robber." As he said, he went over to check and chose the brush.

I chose a small trumpet pen tip, laid the paper, and was about to grind the ink, but the guy snatched it over: "I'll come, I'll do it. Just think about the content, don't be distracted, it's also leaked. If it leaks, it will be a huge mistake."

"You still know that it's a thousand miles of mistakes? Tsk tsk..."

"Swish, it seems that I can't read a big word. I was very talented when I was a child."

"Yes, you are very talented. You are hiring cats and dogs, drink and go up the flower building, and ask people to fight. Children on the street will hide when they see you."

"You! You are not like that. It's all told by others. I have said that I just drink sake, but why don't you do? Besides, when it comes to fighting, if others don't provoke me, can I beat him? Where can I be attracted by my master if I don't fight? If I don't be attracted by my master, how can I go to the martial arts school to learn skills!"

"Yes, you have the right reason, you have the ability."

While teasing, the two began to grind ink and write military books, one writing and the other grinding ink, and the room was extremely harmonious...

It was not until the cicadas and birds were singing, and the early dew in the early morning of summer, that Su Qing's mother silently wrote more than 6,000 words and thirteen chapters of "The Art of War" in total.

My hands are almost broken.

While rubbing her wrists, Lu Bocheng used a hot veil to help her heat compress. Although his hands and feet were diligent, his mind was not on it. His eyes were astonishingly bright as he stared at the paper spread on the table, as if he was staring at the treasure emitting colorful golden light.

Only then did Su Qingma feel sleepy, so she pushed him away and walked towards the bed.

"You can read it yourself first, I'll go to bed first, and wait until I wake up if I can't understand."

Lu Bocheng nodded repeatedly, and went over to help her lift the curtain and spread the quilt: "You sleep, you sleep, I will see it myself. If you don't understand, I will go to the master to study it."

Su Qingma reacted and grabbed him: "You see, this may not be easy to appear in the world."

Lu Bocheng was stunned at first, and after thinking about it, he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll see it myself, I won't go anywhere. Just watch it in the room."

Su Qingma looked at him sleepyly: "Aren't you sleeping?"

Lu Bocheng shook his head: "I'm not sleepy, you sleep." He also covered her with a quilt.

Su Qingma looked at him and saw that he was excited and had no trace of fatigue or sleepiness in his eyes, so she had to let him go, and her head tilted and she fell asleep.

When she woke up hungry, she found that the guy was sitting at the table and looking like he was in a state of meditation.

"You haven't slept?"

"Are you awake?" Lu Bocheng turned his head to look at her and ran over to lift the curtain.

Su Qingma looked at his eyes, and it was bloodshot inside, and said, "I'm hungry. Go and see if Aunt Zhou has left us for food and bring it to the room to eat."

Only then did Lu Bocheng realize that he had not eaten breakfast or lunch. Su Qingma said that he was too hungry and rushed out of the house: "I'll get it."

After a while, Su Qingma had just finished washing up, and Lu Bocheng ran back with two food boxes.

"I don't think you didn't say it. Now I'm so hungry that my chest is pressed against my back." As he said, he put out the food in the food box and asked Su Qingma to come over and eat it.

I don’t know if the guy was hungry or what, but his rice was very fast, as if he was about to be robbed.

Su Qingma couldn't see it and patted the back of his hand: "Enjoy reincarnation, eat so quickly! It affects my mood when eating."

Lu Bocheng paused and said, "Master said that the dining speed must be fast on the battlefield, otherwise the drums might ring before you finish eating. I don't want to be a starving ghost. Besides, you eat quickly, I still have many things I don't understand."

When Su Qingma heard that he didn't want to be a starving ghost on the battlefield, he felt a little sad and distressed. Then he urged him to eat, and he quickly suppressed his emotions. I'll eat slowly, and I'll be anxious to death.

After the meal, Lu Bocheng took the dishes and chopsticks attentively, took them to the kitchen, and when he came back, he pulled Su Qingxia to sit at the table.
Chapter completed!