"I plan to make fried rice and deal with it. What do you want to eat?" He easily picked up the little girl with one hand and turned back to the courtyard as it was. He gently put down the delicate little girl Park Tae-yeon and asked casually.

"How did you do it just now?" It was obviously more curious than the little girl who was eating that the older boy was easily hugging himself and jumping in.

"Well, there is also the strawberry pudding I tried yesterday in the refrigerator, add a cup of milk tea?" Park Tae-yeon suggested looking at the little girl who didn't look fat.

"Yeah, that's OK." The little girl said nothing about not getting an answer, and lowered her head and followed her.

He took the little girl to the sofa and sat down, brewed a cup of warm milk tea and put it on the coffee table with the pudding in the refrigerator. "Oh, by the way, what should I call you?" He shouted to the living room while making fried rice for himself in the kitchen.

"You can call me mary." The little girl reported the English name she got in kindergarten in a gentle voice after hearing this.

"What? Ma what? By the way, haha! I will call you Xiaobu in the future." The little girl ate the food quietly and ignored the big boy's self-talk.

He took an ordinary fried rice with egg and simpler soy sauce soup to the sofa and sat down to start lunch. Park Tae-yan, who has a good cooking skills, does not have much demands on food as long as he can eat it. As for why he has a good cooking skills, he was a skill that a middle-aged young man who was influenced by some kind of online article in his previous life when he was doing nothing during his rebirth day. For whose taste, he specially strengthened his dessert and pastry skills.

"It tastes good." After eating the pudding, the little girl holding the cup and pecking and sucking it in small mouthfuls, she commented on her own.

"Just like it." Park Tae-yeon, who had finished eating quickly, looked at the little girl who was quiet but was in a low mood, and said after thinking about it.

"Martial arts, family-born kung fu."

"Hmm? It's the same as in the historical drama?" The little girl looked up at Park Tae-yeon with a desire for knowledge.

"Yeah, it's basically the same." The martial arts circulation in this world was basically confirmed when Park Tae-yeon trained Jiang Xueqi to ensure that the energy use in this world is basically the same as the external martial arts in his previous life, and he cultivated muscles, bones and skin, so so much energy is preserved.

"Can I learn?" Hearing the question, Park Tae-yeon turned his head and looked at the little girl who looked at her seriously. He squatted down and let his eyes remain the same as the little girl, thinking and confirming something. The little girl looked at each other calmly without avoiding her eyes. "It's not impossible, just do two things, get a disciple and keep it confidential."

The little girl did not answer immediately, lowering her head to wonder if she could do it. Park Tae-yeon got up and put away the plate, so that the little girl could think about it and could see that although she was small, she was still very thoughtful.

"Do you want to ask your parents to formally become a disciple? The confidentiality scope includes family?" The girl Park Tae-yeon, who looked back, raised her own question.

"As for the apprenticeship, you can understand the meaning, I don't care about the form." Park Tae-yeon smiled and took a tissue to help the little girl wipe the milk tea from the corner of her mouth. You can see that you are very smart. I guess you haven't even revealed it in front of your family, right? The same is true after learning martial arts. Human nature is still very terrible. Just keep it confidential before you grow up to your own judgment."

"Well, I understand. Now I'll change my words and call me teacher? My name is..."

"No, I will call you Xiaomang from now on, and you... Eun, just call me Ou Ni Jiang." He interrupted the little girl's self-introduction and Park Tae-yeon said in a bad mood.

"Oni Jiang? Japanese brother? Are you the perverted or sister-controlled as my sister?" said the little girl named Xiaobu by Park Tae-yeon with a serious face.

“Uh~!”

......

"Xiaomang! You are so young, your family will give you a phone number?" After Xiaomang asked to exchange phone numbers, Park Tae-yeon complained.

"Yeah! I gave it to me for all reasons." Xiaomian replied perfunctorily. According to his brother, shortly after his father bought his phone, his sister cried, made a fuss and hanged and bought it. The second year he replaced the new model on the excuse of his mother also needing a phone. In the third year, he used his brother who didn't care about his phone as an excuse to change it with the new product. When he told his father a few months ago that his sister would go to kindergarten and was unsafe for her to go to kindergarten, his father's face turned completely dark.

"I have seen it downstairs, there is a dining room, living room, kitchen, and an integrated practice room. "Park Tae-yeon brings Xiaomeng's visitor villa, "There are 2 bedrooms here, this room is usually no one to live in, you can use it if you want to rest. There is a study room and a game room at the back." When it comes to the study room, don't think it's so grand. This is used by Park Tae-yeon to display various Japanese comics, Hong Kong comics, and a small number of Korean comics. They also have projections in the study room to watch animation.

"Can I use it?" Xiao Maimai came to the game room and stopped moving.

"Huh? Like?" Looking at Xiaoma's longing eyes, Park Tae-young thought of the girl with the same name in the second dimension of his previous life and complained in his heart, "Will you just have the same name and be synchronized?"

"Fortunately, I just don't touch the Oppa at home, and I don't take me with me when playing games." He said that his face was a little dull. He was still very resentful about his brothers and sisters who usually take good care of him and did not take me with me when playing games.

Park Tae-yeon walked directly to the wall and moved all the games placed on the top floor to the bottom floor. "If you want to play, play it yourself. There are still fewer games now, and it will be filled in the future."

"Yeah, will you accompany me?" "Of course, it's fun to share the good game with two people!"

......

"Dong~!Dong~! I will change the two wooden boards here to a flip-up style at night. "Park Tae-yeon put Xiaomeng down and knocked on the wooden board behind him twice. "When will you finish your name in the morning?"

"It will take 8 o'clock when I slipped out at 7:30." Xiaoma thought about it and replied.

"It's so early! I'll tell you the password '19901119' Can you remember it?"

"Yes, is Onissan's birthday on November 19?"

"That's true! But I'm not going to be my birthday!" After thinking about my rebirth date Park Tae-yeon added, "If you want, you can celebrate me on November 11!"

"Yeah! I'm also on the 19th birthday! Let's celebrate together on the 11th in the future!"

"Okay. See you tomorrow." Suddenly thinking of the home clothes of the 2-dimensional girl in the previous life, Park Tae-yeon casually fooled her, "By the way, Xiaomeng! I will help you prepare the practice clothes at that time."

"Please, goodbye Onijiang." After saying that, Xiaomeng turned around and headed towards the classroom.

Looking at the running girl Park Tae-young talking to herself, she is a little introverted, she is a little annoying to call her three times a day. Otherwise, if you learn from Xueqi, the female hooligan who uses money to bribe the teacher and turn a blind eye, it is not a problem that can be solved with money."

......

"Xia Yeon! Come and let Ou Ni kiss you, I miss you so much." Kim Taeyeon took a ride because her father wanted to pick up Xia Yeon after getting the goods. When she saw her sister coming out, she picked her up and kissed her.

"Oni! Sigh!" Xia Yan frowned and expressed her dissatisfaction with Kim Taeyeon's hooligan behavior.

"It's okay! I'm saliva-beautiful. Look at my skin is so good, but my dad kissed me when I was a child." Taeyeon said while showing her skin to her sister. In fact, Taeyeon was very resentful about being stabbed by her father with her beard when she was a child.

"Oh Dad! Thank you for your hard work, you're here to pick me up." Xia Yan, who was stuffed into the car by her sister, greeted her father seriously. "Well, why did it work to pick up our cute Xia Yan?"

Looking at the serious sister, Kim Taeyeon raised her faint eyebrows, touched Xia Yan's little finger and pointed out the car window and said, "Do you know? The villa next to your kindergarten is haunted." Taeyeon deliberately lowered her voice, and was making faces to scare the big sister.

Xia Yan looked at her phone and didn't raise her head. "Yeah! It's true, I've seen that ghost." My sister who ignored me and was frightened by herself, looked at the only number in the address book, "Oni Jiang" except her family.
Chapter completed!