Author: sour bayberry

She has no cultivation, but she has existed among cultivators. She has a deep understanding of how cruel and selfish those people are.

The Jiangmen that came out today was taken care of, and I don’t know what door will come out tomorrow.

As long as people are selfish, similar things will happen one after another.

She can't wait for someone to save her every time.

Although Zhou Wenshuang was thinking about something, it didn't slow down her cooking speed.

Soon Lin Qian smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen.

This is different from the aroma of takeout. There is not so much technology and hard work. It is a home-made aroma with the original ingredients.

Lin Qian went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, and sat at the dining table to wait.

Xing Zixin followed her example and sat next to her with her own small bowl, "Grandpa's partner, my mother's food is delicious."

"You smell it, you're so lucky."

After waiting for about half an hour, various dishes were served one after another.

There are both meat and vegetables, and the combination is reasonable. Take a bite and you will find that it is full of color, flavor and flavor.

Zhou Wenshuang's cooking skills are higher than those of He Yuan and his eldest aunt. It's a pity that she is not a goblin, otherwise Lin Qian would definitely trick her into becoming a cook.

Lin Qian and Xing Zixin ate this meal happily, but Xing Drew and Zhou Wenshuang didn't use their chopsticks at all.

The two of them had their own thoughts. The other thought that they would contact the furniture manufacturers later and say hello to them first, making sure that they free up the craftsmen with the best skills.

Zhou Wenshuang looked at Lin Qian from time to time, obviously having something to say.

When Lin Qian finished eating, Zhou Wenshuang saw the opportunity and said, "Master, can I have a chat with you?"

"Let's chat, I have nothing to do anyway."

"Can you please come to the study with me?"

What couldn't he do? Lin Jianma followed him without any fuss. He just had a meal and listened to what he said.

"Please sit down." Zhou Wenshuang made Lin Qian a cup of tea, "This is the jasmine tea I made myself. Please try it."

"Well, it smells good." Lin Qian put down her tea cup, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I want to ask you, if your cultivation is abolished, will you no longer be able to practice?"

"That's definitely not the case," Lin Qian said. "As long as you are willing to practice this kind of behavior, others cannot stop it."

"In other words, I can continue to practice?" Zhou Wenshuang's eyes lit up, "Master, can I become your teacher?"

Lin Qian picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. Instead of answering, she asked: "Why do you want to be your master?"

Zhou Wenshuang said, "It can be seen from the bottle of water you took out that you put such a precious thing in a plastic bottle at will. To you, it must be an extremely ordinary thing.

The man said that no one can touch the dragon scales, but you picked them up easily.

And the ability to get from the capital to Qingning City in this instant.

It can be seen from this that your cultivation is by no means ordinary.

And I can also see that you are not with those people, and you do not participate in the struggles of various factions."

Lin Qian: "Having said so much, why should I accept you?"

"Practitioners all pay attention to the word fate. I have met you twice. No matter what the reason for meeting, we are in the same place now. This is my fate with you."

Lin Qian clapped her hands, "You studied liberal arts, right?"

"ah?"

"Okay, let's get down to business." Lin Qian said, "I don't accept disciples."

Zhou Wenshuang was slightly disappointed, but this result was within her expectations.

"Although I don't accept disciples, I can still teach you some skills."

Zhou Wenshuang was overjoyed and said, "I will never receive your favor in vain, and I will never refuse if you have any use for me in the future."

"What are you talking about?" Lin Qian said, "Just let me come to your house for dinner."

How could Zhou Wenshuang disagree with such a simple request?

Lin Qian first gave her a meeting gift, an identical mineral water bottle, "You can give me a kettle later, and I will fill it with you in the kettle later."

Although Zhou Wenshuang didn't know the wonders of that bottle of water yet, based on what he had seen before, a bottle of water exchanged for a dragon scale, he knew that this was definitely the treasure among treasures.

She didn't expect that the master would give her such a valuable treasure just as a greeting gift.

From what she said, there will be more of this thing in the future.

What kind of luck did she hit?

Could it be that all the disappointments in the first half of life were just for meeting this master today?

Lin Qian from Xialing Village was lying on a rocking chair and looking at the sky.

The countryside at night is quite beautiful, ignoring the mosquitoes.

Dahuang rocked the chair for her while she looked up at the stars in the sky.

Lin Xiao's house didn't have a yard, so Lin Qian lay outside. Anyone who passed by was familiar with her and always said hello.

"Ah Qian, how about counting the stars? You can't see so many stars in the city, right?"

Lin Qian: "Who knows, I'm not from the city."

"As I said, didn't you stay in the city for a while?" People passing by stood nearby and chatted, "Are you really helping to sell vegetables at home?"

Before Lin Qian could answer, another person came and said, "Girl, where did this rocking chair in your house come from? Can it still withstand sitting on it?"

Lin Qian spread her hands and said, "Isn't this where you are sitting?"

People just like to hang out in lively places, and more and more people gathered around Lin Qian. Even Aunt Feng who was taking a walk came over.

"Hey, you are so interesting. What are you doing around a little girl? Go home and sleep!" Aunt Feng thought that Lin Qian had a similar personality to her daughter, so she drove those people away very considerately.

"Aqian, are you the only one at home?"

"Aunt Feng, my parents are here."

"I'll go in and talk to them for a while."

When others entered, Lin Qian glanced at Dahuang and said, "Dahuang, continue."

Dahuang yawned out of boredom, and then shook it for her. No matter how annoying her child was, she could only endure it.

As soon as Sister-in-law Feng saw Lin's father and Lin's mother, she couldn't hold back the words in her mouth, "Hey, Yongmei, you didn't know you moved here, but Xiaofei came back today."

When she suddenly mentioned Xiao Fei, Mother Lin didn't even remember who it was.

"Hey, Mu Laoqi's son, your neighbor, how long have you not seen him before, and you have already forgotten about him?"

"There are so many things going on during this period, I really don't have the brains to remember other people's affairs." Lin's mother said, "Didn't his house be sold to Boss Mu? Why did he come back?"

"The house has been sold, but the mountain is still there. Didn't many people in the village say they want to sell the trees? I don't know where he heard the news, and he came back to wander around the mountain.

He is lucky. There is an old tree on the mountain above his home, which can probably be sold for a lot of money."

Sister-in-law Feng regretted, “Actually, there are a few trees on the mountain that I can sell, but my family, Yongjian, is stubborn and says that the old trees on the mountain cannot be moved easily because it will affect the feng shui.

Alas, it’s not the tree next to my ancestor’s grave. I’m too lazy to talk about it. I’m not that old and I’m superstitious all the time.

If my tree can be sold, I can make a lot of money.
Chapter completed!