The little bun is one year and nine months old, and he usually eats well, but now he weighs nearly 20 pounds.
Of course there is nothing wrong with holding this weight in his arms, but Li Jin is supporting him to do push-ups.
Li Jin tucked the hem of the robe into the waistband, barefoot, only the palms and toes touched the ground, forming a diagonal line from the shoulder blades to the heels.
The body that looks thin on weekdays shows the perfect streamlined muscles at this time.
This is a standard push-up position. If you ignore the bright-eyed little bun on his back.
Although the weather in March is still relatively cold, the ground dragon is burned in the house, so it will not be cold when wearing a single coat.
In addition, Li Jin just gave Xiao Baozi a bath, so he simply did not put on a cumbersome jacket for him. He only wore a half-sleeved shirt and trousers, showing Xiao Baozi's arms like lotus roots.
Little Steamed Bun knew that it was Daddy who was playing games with him, so he opened his mouth wide and laughed happily.
This was so hard for Li Jin, he slowly supported himself with his arms to lower and raise himself.
Not too fast, because this may throw the little buns off; but not too slow, otherwise the practice will be lost.
In the usual time of doing more than 40, Li Jin only did 28 this time.
Sweat converged on the forehead, some dripped directly, some flowed down the eye socket, converged on the tip of the nose, and then hit the ground drop by drop.
Qin Muwen knew that wiping sweat at this time would affect the speed of A Jin's work, so he could only hold the little bun to prevent him from hitting his father's back with his hands.
When Li Jin's group finished, Qin Muwen quickly hugged the little bun in his arms, and handed Li Jin a towel to wipe his sweat.
Li Jin got up, the calm and calm eyes of the past were reflected in the yellowish candlelight, which was completely doting on the two cubs.
But because he was really tired just now and sweated a lot, he wiped the sweat with half-closed eyes, with a high nose bridge and slightly loose hair, and a small section of his collarbone was exposed due to exercise. The whole person reveals a sexy that cannot be expressed in words.
After Li Jin finished wiping, he took off his outer robe, revealing the middle clothes that had been soaked in sweat.
He even took off his coat. In fact, there was no need to burn the earth dragon recently, but because he had children at home and was worried that the little bun would get hot, Li Jin still did not let the earth dragon break.
At this moment, he really felt hot.
In ancient times, it was not as many people imagined. The people were still wrapped tightly in the hot summer.
When Li Jin was studying abroad in his last life, he had been to the United Kingdom and had seen a painting of the Qingming River in the British Museum.
Most of the people carrying burdens and doing physical work by the bridge in the picture are bare-legged, and some people who are obviously rushing to do business even wear half-sleeved clothes, showing their arms.
Previously, when Li Jin was still in the village, there were urchins of five or six years old who ran wild in the village without clothes on.
Therefore, it is not outrageous for a man to go shirtless in his own room.
When Li Jin did the second set of push-ups, he directly put a swaddle on his back and asked him to lie on his back.
"Daddy! Two!"
For a moment, Li Jin wondered if there was a pun in the sentence of his own cub.
Is this the second set of push-ups, or is he…
On the contrary, Qin Muwen responded quickly. He was surprised: "Can the buns count?"
Then Baozi said very shamelessly: "Father, one!"
While doing push-ups, Li Jin said, "Little Bun probably heard you count me, and you usually teach him one, two, three, so he only learned two sentences."
After all, the steamed buns are still small, even if they know one, two, three, they don't understand the meaning.
After the three sets, Li Jin's arms were shaking, which had not happened for more than half a year since he started exercising.
But there is also gain, that is, I finally coaxed the little bun to be happy.
This little guy has been too sensible recently, and when he was very wronged, he just didn't speak and dropped the golden beans silently.
Even the choking sound was very small.
Just now, Li Jin was afraid that the little bun would cry, so he changed the way to make him happy.
Seeing that it will be the end of March, Li Jin's twentieth birthday, it is time for him to add a title.
Chen Xiran took the time to wait for Li Jin's invitation to write a letter, and even made a special trip from the town to participate in Li Jin's crowning ceremony.
Zou Xiujie also wrote a book, saying that he was engaged, and he couldn't come out and walk around recently. It was a pity that he couldn't attend Li Jin's crowning ceremony.
Li Jin was very surprised when he saw it. He thought that Zou Xiujie was still young and would not be in such a hurry to get engaged and married. Even if he wants to marry, Chen Xiran will marry first.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xiran was still looking for a girl's house, and Zou Xiujie had already booked one step in advance.
After Chen Xiran saw the letter, he feigned anger and said, "Isn't this kid just trying to please girls because of his looks, why did he arrange me?"
Li Jin smiled and said, "I'll wait for your good news."
Li Jin also wrote back to Mr. Song, saying that he was about to be crowned at the Confucian Temple of Ningxing Academy, and asked Mr. Song if he was free recently.
When Mr. Song's wife heard the contents of the letter from her husband, her tone was embarrassed: "Li Jin really found another adult to take words for him?"
"He didn't say it in the letter." Mr. Song's face was a little ugly, but he respected his wife and answered her.
At that time, he wanted to set up a baby kiss for his big man and little bun, but before he could say anything, he was stopped by his wife.
At that time, his wife's reason was that Li Jin's family was poor and had no parents and clan, so he didn't seem to be lucky.
But it's only been less than a year, Li Jin is even in the middle and primary schools, and he has independently compiled two books, "Nongsang Suanjing" and "Mengxue Suanjing", with the seal of the prefect on the spine!
The price of a book is 300 yuan. With so many books published, Li Jin's financial resources can definitely rank ahead in the town.
Another point is that he has no parents and clan, but Li Jin can be appreciated by the prefect. After all, the prefect has ordered that every village should have at least one set of "Nongsang Suanjing".
Besides, the proofreader of all Li Jin's books is Wan Yun, Wan Jieyuan, who is a beautiful and beautiful moon.
If nothing else, Mr. Song is now four years old, and Da Lang is ten years old, seven years older than Xiao Baozi.
That is to say, Mr. Song was a scholar in his mid-twenties, and then he took the autumn exam twice, and all of them were named Sunshan.
During the period when Mr. Song was most concerned about the imperial examinations, Wan Yun was like a shining purple star. First, he got three yuan in primary and middle schools within two years, and then he directly participated in the autumn festival, and he learned about yuan in one fell swoop!
If it wasn't for the death of his mother, he would have to go back to observe filial piety. Maybe Wan Yun would have been able to ascend to the Heavenly Son Hall long ago, and face the saint to take part in the temple exam.
It is such a legendary figure who became friends with his students by accident.
In the cold winter of this year, Li Jin participated in the academy examination, and Mr. Song gave him and Chen Xiran a guarantee, and heard the two talk about Wan Jiaoyu.
But every time Mr. Song realized who this person was at that time, thinking about it now, it was probably Wan Yun.
His wife apparently also thought about the engagement, but she still had naive hopes.
"The little bun from Li Jin's family hasn't gotten married yet. At this time, you can talk to Li Jin about the engagement..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mr. Song smiled bitterly: "How can you speak at this time? Even if the little bun is not engaged, how can we climb Li Jin in this situation?"
"But he's your student."
"I just gave him enlightenment. He can even get three yuan in middle and small grades. This is his own ability. If I go up to talk to him about the engagement at this time, others will think that our family sees him as developed. Do. If Li Jin agrees, it means that others are good and miss the old feelings; if he disagrees, the face of the two families will not be able to hang."
Therefore, at this time, what a smart person does is to never mention marriage. In this way, everyone's kindness is still there, and Li Jin also regards him as a gentleman.
In the evening, Mr. Song's wife asked again, "Are you still going to Li Jin's crowning ceremony?"
The answer: "Of course."
Even if the person who took the characters was not him, as Li Jin's first teacher, he would still have a very important position.
Maybe, there is still a chance to say a few words to Wan Jiaoyu.
After a few more days, it was finally time for Li Jin to be crowned.
Because he is not in his ancestral home, and he doesn't like cumbersome etiquette, then all etiquette is simple.
In the evening of the previous day, Li Jin had already made an appointment with the hunter for the next day's crowning.
Fortunately, it was a holiday at the end of the month. There were not many students in the academy, and Li Jin only invited a few people he was familiar with, including Lu Changdong.
After Lu Changdong received Li Jin's letter, he almost ran in the yard with excitement. It happened that the gentleman who cheated for him came to the door, and the expression on his face was indescribable when he saw this scene.
Of course, the cheating incident didn't get out, but Lu Changdong himself was classified from A to B, so Mr.'s reputation didn't suffer much.
"You received a letter from Li Jin, are you so happy?" It wasn't because Li Jin's answer sheet was too good that the incident happened.
Lu Changdong: "Of course! Sir, in fact, I worship A Jin now, just like you worship Wanjiao."
Mr.: "..." I always felt that I had done a big stupid thing at that time.
Li Jin even invited Mr. Pang, the chief of the mountain and the prefect, but this was just a matter of courtesy, and they would definitely not come.
The next morning, Li Jin got up early to wash and eat, and took his family to the academy.
He was wearing casual clothes, and he carried the daily-style crown clothes sewn by Qin Muwen in his luggage.
After arriving at the academy, Qin Muwen took a small bun to rest aside, and Li Jin stood on the left side of the Confucian Temple to welcome the guests.
Every time he walked to the corner, Li Jin bowed to each other with the guests, walked to the temple gate, and bowed to each other again before entering the door.
After entering the temple gate, when ascending the steps, and when ascending the hall, they have to constantly greet each other, which reminds scholars to be humble and respectful, and to engrave these in their bones for a lifetime.
Become a person who truly has the spirit of 'poetry and literature'.
The mountain chief and the prefect both sent people to send congratulatory messages to Li Jin, but they were busy with their own affairs, and they were not free.
This was all within Li Jin's expectations. However, it was a pleasant surprise that the two of them could give him a congratulatory speech.
Seeing this, Chen Xiran was speechless in shock. Wan Yun was the old god, and when he reached the crown, the two adults also gave him congratulations.
As for Lao Pang... Li Jin thought, forget it, he never even said hello to Lao Pang. Several times I wanted to visit the door, but I also closed the door.
This matter cannot be rushed.
But looking at the very formal old man in front of him, Li Jin almost thought that the sun was coming out from the west.
Pang Lao, including Wan Yun, was shocked by the movement of everyone's jaws, and the old man forcibly explained: "I... I'll just take a walk."
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This next group of people was even more surprised. It's a character that is said to be cold, impersonal, and not even accepting the letter from the clan's relatives!
The author has something to say:
[Engagement, betrothal. two dings]
[There is a poem quoted in the text: The morning is Tian Shelang, and the evening is the emperor's hall]