The woman next door was so angry that she couldn't eat enough and sneered at everyone: "A little widow eats well every day and doesn't know where the money comes from. She must have been raised by a wild man."
There were those who followed her in her malicious speculations, and there were those who couldn't stand her integrity and immediately stood away from her as they disdained her company.
The woman was angry and muttered, thinking that she was scolding him for not being a good person.
Some people couldn't help but wanted to come to the door and ask if they could buy some to try. Before they started, the woman raised her voice and made nonsense.
"I'm just saying it's not serious. I made a meal to lure so many people out. Look, look, someone will come to the door. It won't take three or five days to enter the door and you won't know what to do when the door is closed."
When those who were moved by the words were framed by such words, their faces turned dark. One woman scolded her back: "What can two women do?"
The woman next door said: "I can't save my pimp."
The woman was angry and pulled her bun, and the two of them got into a ball. Some started arguing and others watched, but Hu Qing escaped the disaster.
With the bad mouth of the woman next door, no one dares to knock on the door. After all, they are all mortals, and they still abide by the rules and regulations of the mortal world to their core.
Hu Qing was so busy that his arms were numb, and Hu Nuan's small granary was full again.
She told her: "Go back and ask your master, if anyone here can live for one year, two years, three to five years, let's eat slowly. If you can't live for a few months, come back a few more times and mom will cook it all. You can do it yourself.
You should take a look at it every day to see if your little fish and shrimp are in good spirits."
Hu Nuan: "Mom, I want to eat shrimp cakes and squid rings."
Hu Qing: You want to take your mother’s life.
"I'll do it for you next time I come back."
Which cook can go from black station to white station and from white station to black station? If it wasn't her own, she would have thrown away her spoon and quit working.
After seeing off the little ancestor, Hu Qing lay down on the sofa tiredly, Hu Huahua came to support her: He hasn't eaten for two days, don't be partial.
Hu Qing took out the cool and breathable meat buns from her storage bag, which she bought and ate while collecting herbs outside: "Eat the skin, or I'll hang you up and beat you. I'm too tired, I'll go to sleep first.
I'll make you something hot when I wake up."
Hu Huahua was more sensible than Hu Nuan, so she immediately got off the sofa with the meat bun in her mouth and went to eat it obediently.
Hu Qing's eyelids were heavy, as if they were weighed down by two big rocks. He fell asleep in a second, and even snored a little. Naturally, he wouldn't notice that the silk wrapped around her left wrist was beating her little by little.
of aura.
Wisps of mist-like spiritual power filled with ten spiritual stones floated out from Hu Qing's small Dantian, followed the meridians to his wrists, and got out, where they were eaten by the silk cloth. After a night's work, he lost about
Stopped after a quarter.
Hu Qing didn't realize anything. When she woke up, the room was full of light. She was confused. She had slept for so long?
The silk cloth is quiet. There is no way, this master is too lazy. It can only stimulate her body to absorb more spiritual energy and then absorb it on its own. If it is exhausted from sleeping and revived, it will fall into another trap if it cannot get enough spiritual energy in time.
Next round of endless sleep.
Alas, if you choose such a master, if others have discovered your extraordinaryness early, they will also have studied how to open it, but this one is the sad one.
Hu Qing didn't know that he had been complained about by a piece of tattered silk cloth, had eaten hot food with Hu Huahua, and went to the streets to inquire about prices.
She wants to buy a refining furnace.
Hu Nuan returned to Caixiu Peak and, without saying a word, took her master to eat crab legs.
Her heartache has become Qiao Yu's heartache, and Qiao Yu now indulges her modest behavior, hoping to erase the shadow left by her past with his master-disciple relationship.
Moreover, this crab is not bad, it contains a touch of spiritual power, and eating it will help you practice.
Qiao Yu broke off the crab legs gracefully: "Xiao Nuan, tell your mother that she can't eat more of these crabs."
What he meant was that mortals couldn't bear too much spiritual food.
Hu Nuan gnawed on the crab meat and nodded: "Mom said you can't eat too much."
What Hu Qing said was that crab meat is cold, so don’t eat too much.
Qiao Yu thought Hu Qing knew and said nothing more.
He asked again: "How is your brother?"
Hu Nuan: "Huahua is doing well, but he still can't walk. If you want me to hold him, it will be very troublesome for a child."
Qiao Yu laughed: "When he is as old as you, master will test his spiritual roots. If he has spiritual roots, come to our Xiu Peak to practice with you."
Hu Nuan oh oh, suddenly disgusted: "I don't want to look at children."
Qiao Yu smiled and said, "Then do you think it's troublesome for you?"
Hu Nuan: "I'm so cute, how can I be troublesome? Master, you don't know, Huahua and I are trying to steal my mother, good or bad."
Hu Huahua: When did I snatch it from you? It was obvious that your mother ignored me as soon as you came back. I gave in to you, but you still confused right and wrong.
Qiao Yu didn't pay attention to the child's emotions, and followed her and said: "Why do you want to let you look after the child? Of course, he will send it to a primary school, and the master will take care of it."
Hu Nuan reluctantly agreed: "Okay, then I can still be a good sister."
Qiao Yu smiled and shook his head: "I will help you practice later."
Hu Nuan: "I can do it myself."
Qiao Yu: "I'll teach you how to condense your spiritual power."
"Oh." Hu Nuan didn't take it seriously.
But when she finished her practice and Qiao Yu removed his hand from her back and informed her that she had returned to the first level of Qi Refining, she was dumbfounded.
"Shouldn't we be on the third level of Qi Refining?" Hu Nuan asked innocently.
Qiao Yu told her: "If it were someone else, they would cultivate from the second level to the third level, but here we can cultivate from the second level to the first level."
Beep - Hu Nuan's brain is frozen. Forgive her little brain, she can't figure out whether the number two is one or three. It's too embarrassing for Nuan.
Qiao Yu said in a serious tone: "Anyway, master will teach you how to compress and compress the spiritual power of your Dantian, so that you can defeat the sect's invincible opponent at the first level of Qi refining."
Hu Nuan was still confused.
"Ahem, it means that fellow practitioners are invincible at the same lower level, which means you can challenge by jumping up to higher levels."
Hu Nuan was still confused and stared blankly at her master for a long time. She still felt as if she had been deceived.
He turned around blankly and took out the paper crane: "Mom, my master said - blah blah blah."
Qiao Yu was dumbfounded by the saucy operation and complained to her face. You can really do it.
Hu Nuan: I obviously turned my back.
At this time, the sky was dark, and Hu Qing was reading the Encyclopedia of Plant Spirits. She thought something had happened when paper cranes flew over, but when she heard it, she thought, well, the little crybaby was complaining about her master.
She heard what happened, and although Hu Nuan didn't explain it clearly, she understood it and replied on the spot: "Your master is right, you must lay a foundation when you are practicing cultivation. The stronger the foundation is, the higher the building can be built.
Just think of your master as a rolling mill. You are right to listen to your master."
Hu Nuan understood. He put away the paper crane, turned around, and smiled sweetly: "Master, I understand."
Qiao Yu: "...What is a road rolling machine?"
Hu Nuan: "That's it -" She put her hands together and pressed, and stamped with one foot: "This will make it strong."
There was a civil construction project near the community, and Hu Qing took her to see it. Well, he formed a group with other mothers and bought a very professional construction vehicle toy set.
At that time, she thought, what if her daughter’s interest is in civil engineering?
Wherever you want to get here, you can move mountains and reclaim seas with just your hands.
