Hu Qing didn't pay attention just now, but when he looked at her carefully now, he found that he could see her cultivation level: third level of Qi refining. It felt like knowing a person's age by just looking at their face.
It's the same as being ten or thirty. Intuitive, clear, and very simple.
It's incredible. It turns out that one's cultivation can be seen as clearly as one's appearance. How do you explain it?
Eyes: The explanation is that I am awesome.
Of course, Hu Qing knew that faces could be deceived, and so could one's cultivation. There was a method in Spring God Art to adjust one's own cultivation higher or lower, but it could only fool people whose cultivation was not as good as his own.
His daughter was fine, and he also found out the truth about her loss of contact. Hu Qing made some comments about Qiao Yu and brightened his mood: "I'll prepare delicious food for you. Celebrate your upgrade. Celebrate Huahua's ability to walk."
Hu Nuan went to pick up Huahua: "Huahua, you can finally walk, I can take you to play. Ah -" suddenly shouted: "Mom, the master prepared a gift for Huahua, I forgot."
It is a small wooden sword, which looks like the kind used by children to play with. However, it is inlaid with beautiful gems, and there is a black dragon pattern with teeth and claws on the sword.
Standard toys.
Hu Qing thought there was something strange about it, but she thought that a fairy couldn't give her a doghouse. I guess she had to go through a lot of effort to get this toy.
Then he accepted it happily: "Go back and thank your master for me."
Hu Qing opened her mouth and wanted to say, "Don't hide anything from your master in the future. Mom is not an unreasonable person." In the end, she didn't say anything. After all, she didn't know Qiao Yu at all, so I'm afraid there will be many more people saying this.
think.
After asking clearly, if they were to stay here any longer and get in the way, Hu Qing kicked the two of them out. Hu Huahua ran ahead with a small wooden sword in her mouth, and ran upstairs. After running a few steps, she turned back, and her eyes signaled Hu Nuan to follow quickly.
Hu Qing held the kitchen knife and processed the vegetables without emotion. He thought in his mind that the golden elixir, Jin Yuanying, and sky thunder were four or three. Listening to his daughter's words, could it be that Qiao Yu suffered an extra serious blow?
Should.
Hu Qing pursed his lips and secretly laughed, "You are so high and mighty that I don't want to hit you too much."
He started to think again, this time it was not Yushan who gave the gift when he came back, but Qiao Yu himself. Could it be that he himself had a guilty conscience? His guilty conscience had implicated his daughter to the point where he even made sarcastic remarks to himself, which frightened him?
Hu Qing is not the ignorant one. She also clearly understands that if there are other disciples from the mortal world, they will have no ties with their families the day they leave. The monk looks down on mortals so much that she can accompany him and he is willing to do so.
Just give me a few words and take a high look.
But she is not an original mortal here. In her concept, the relationship between home and school requires you to respect me and let everyone win-win. Even if she later experiences the apocalypse, there will be no school in the apocalypse. Especially when it comes to her daughter, her lifeblood, she really can’t handle it.
Put yourself in a humble position.
After all, Hu Qing wants equality. The prerequisite for equality is strength. She just needs to practice hard.
There was a bang bang on the roof, and the two little ones were jumping up and down, sliding down, running in, running up, and sliding down again. They were having a great time. Hu Nuan used to play with Hu Huahua, but now Hu Huahua can run.
Yes, he was the one who ran ahead and played with Hu Nuan.
Hu Qing nestled a pot of vegetable dumplings. Hu Nuan ran in smelling the aroma and was sweating. She was shocked when she saw the green vegetable dumplings. She had slept for so long, and her mother actually gave her grass to eat?
The little mouth is so pouty that it can hang an oil bottle.
Hu Qing was funny: "Mom, stir-fry some meat sauce and dip the vegetable dumplings in the meat sauce."
Hu Nuan was still not satisfied. There were only a few pieces of meat in the meat sauce, so she wanted to eat big chunks.
"I'll make braised pork elbow for you tomorrow and marinate it first today."
Hu Nuan nodded and smiled: "Mom, I want to eat fried meatballs."
Hu Qing was funny: "I brought it for your good friends, right? Why didn't they come with you?"
Hu Nuan scratched his head: "I don't know. Master sent me back as soon as I woke up."
Hu Qing was stunned and sent it back as soon as he woke up? Isn't it because he didn't want it anymore?
Calmly: "Ask your master, what does he want to eat? Mom makes it."
Is it still too late to please?
Hu Nuan held up the paper crane and said, "Master, whatever you want to eat, my mother will cook it for you."
The paper crane flew out and back very quickly, and Hu Qing suspected that Qiao Yu was actually in Baopingfang.
Qiao Yu said: "If the master doesn't want to eat it, just eat it."
Just such a dry sentence.
Hu Qing is speechless. I still want to judge your attitude from your reply. Now I can judge one thing: this man is so boring.
However, her daughter should not have been returned, so she would be relieved.
The fragrance of the vegetable dumplings collided with the strong aroma of the meat sauce, and paired with the shrimp skin soup, a family of three finished a large pot to fill their stomachs. Hu Qing discovered that the promotion of the family at the same time brought a higher level of appetite.
building.
Hu Nuan covered her stomach: "Mom, I'm still hungry."
It's strange, I'm not so hungry even in the teacher's school.
Hu Huahua also covered her stomach and shouted with her eyes that she was hungry.
Hu Qing also pressed his stomach, feeling sad. Expenses are always bigger than accounts.
I had no choice but to chop the meat into half and half, and put in the hot oil one by one. It would be cooked through and browned in a while. In this way, there would be enough oil and water to make the food full.
Hu Qing asked Hu Nuan: "When you eat with others, do you eat more or do they eat more?"
Hu Nuan's little chest puffed up: "Of course I have more, they can't even eat me together."
Hu Qing: "..."
There's really nothing to be proud of, especially when you eat so much - Hu Qing glanced at the top of her head, it's been a year, why hasn't she grown?
Hu Nuan's face was full of oil from eating. The fried meatballs were so fragrant. It had been a long time since she had eaten something so fragrant and hot. She could bury her face in the bowl.
Hu Huahua, on the other hand, really buried her face in it and was not afraid of losing hair on her face.
Hu Qing's fried food couldn't catch up with them. After all three of them finished eating, they felt full in their stomachs. When they looked at the big oil pan, a piece of oil had drained out.
Hu Qing was heartbroken and said, "It's so shameless. Even the emperor can't afford this oil and water. It's so shameless. It's so fat and meaty, I'm going to gain fat."
These words sounded familiar to Hu Nuan, and he immediately said, "Mom, I need to do some exercise."
Hu Qing glared: "I'm talking about you - you."
Hu Nuan smiled playfully: "Mom, you said, I am still growing, but you have stopped growing long ago, so you don't eat cakes, fat meat, or fried rice cakes."
Hu Qing's face was expressionless, "Your mother, I am just a scientific and reasonable picky eater. You don't need to remember it so clearly."
"For salad at night, fruit and vegetable or fruit and vegetable?"
Hu Nuan whined, rolled his eyes, and pointed at Hu Huahua: "Brother, eat it."
Hu Qing smiled ferociously: "Brother, eat salad, you eat mixed vegetables."
Hu Nuan is holding back, what is the difference between salad and mixed vegetables?
"What does mommy eat?"
"Green onion dipping sauce." Hu Qingyouyou, it's time to unlock the rich flavor of local dishes.
This Hu Nuan didn't know, but thought it was delicious: "I want to eat it too."
Hu Qing smiled deeply: "Don't cry."
When Hu Qing served the white and green scallions of the cultivation world neatly and neatly together with a bowl of sweet sauce, Hu Nuan was full of expectations. After taking a sip, she cried.
Wow, I will never eat this again, it makes me choke.
