Hu Qing rolled his eyes and pulled out a lettuce leaf: "It tastes good, you have the nerve to rob orphans and widowed mothers of their rations."
Shui Xin: "You talk about yourself so pitifully, even though you are so powerful."
Hu Qing: "What's so great about me?"
Shui Xin took the lettuce rice ball from her hand and stuffed it into her mouth directly: "It's great at cooking. Why do you have to mix it together and wrap it up?"
Hu Qing: "I did it casually, just to prevent my daughter from being a picky eclipse."
Shui Xin: "I am very happy to be your daughter."
Hu Qing, who had never seen the world, said: "All mothers are like this."
Shui Xin curled his lips slightly, not like a monk anymore. He was not sure, at least he was not treated like this, and he had never seen any other mother like this.
After eating more than a dozen in a row without stopping, Hu Qing became angry: "Go to the study to detoxify. Aren't these money?"
Shui Xin had to get up: "You don't have money to ask me for it, and I'm not your man."
Hu Qing sneered: "You are my man and I would have done it long ago."
Does the dead monk think she really doesn't know how to do anything?
"Mom——" footsteps came from the bedroom.
Shui Xin swooped into the study, turned around half-way with a smile as bright as a flower: "My dear, you're awake, drink some water first."
Hu Nuan was in good spirits after a good night's sleep. She washed her face, brushed her teeth and drank water. She came to Hu Qing's side and said, "Mom, it smells so good."
Hu Qing smiled: "Mom, let me sprinkle some sesame seeds on you. Do you want black sesame seeds or white sesame seeds?"
"White sesame."
Shui Xin: Sesame seeds? Why don’t I have any? That’s right, I didn’t have this flavor just now!
Hu Qing: You don’t have any? You don’t have too many.
Hu Qing pinched a small rice dumpling, poked it and stuffed the meat into it, then wrapped it in young leaves and stuffed it into his mouth.
Wow, I'm so satisfied, my mother and I are as happy as each other.
Three pots of rice were all taken out, but not much was left.
"Have you eaten enough, my dear?"
"I am full."
Hu Qing looked at the rice balls in trance. She was also full, so how many did they each eat?
She brought the remaining rice balls to the study. They were all vegetarian. After all, the meat was so fragrant, so how could there be any leftover meat?
Shui Xin's eyes lit up, they are all mine! Sprinkled with sesame seeds!
Hu Nuan: "Mom, why don't you go to work?"
This sentence can be translated as: How do you support me?
Hu Qing sighed: "Mom's job was lost. I don't know where the pig came from, but the flower was damaged, and my boss fired me."
Shui Xin choked and silently squirmed her cheeks, I endured it.
Hu Nuan: "Where is the pig? Where did it go?"
I care more about the pig than my work.
"The pig ran away. Mom will find another job."
The child doesn't know what the adults are worried about. He just asks and is happy that his mother can spend more time with him.
"Mom, let me teach you how to introduce Qi into your body."
It didn't work last time, but it will definitely work this time.
Hu Qing followed her to the courtyard, stood with her cooperatively, closed his eyes and started shouting: "One, two, three, four——"
Shui Xin stared blankly from the window. Is this cultivation? He rubbed his eyes and took a look at the oil.
Hu Qing still didn't see the small light spot.
On the other hand, Hu Nuan recited it happily, and Hu Qing couldn't help but said: "My dear, stop counting, my voice is dumb." He couldn't help but ask for confirmation: "How many did you catch by counting?"
Is it a little - less?
Hu Nuan opened his eyes: "There are so many, I can't count them."
Hu Qing: "Then don't count."
Hu Nuan: "I want to tell the master how many of them I can catch."
Hu Qing: Then there must be something wrong with the master.
"Then you count in your mind." A small stool was brought for her: "Sit down and count."
Shui Xin: Standing? Sitting? Just don’t know how to meditate?
Hu Nuan sat down, closed her eyes and counted silently in her heart. She was counting in a mess, but she didn't feel that she was very satisfied.
Hu Qing entered the study: "How many have I eaten?"
There were no more glutinous rice dumplings in the study, and Hu Qing realized in a daze that all monks had a big appetite?
Shui Xin: "You ate a hundred, and your daughter ate thirty."
A rice ball is not too small. She used to eat up to ten. Apparently both of them had different appetites.
Hu Qing: "You ate a hundred, right?"
Shui Xin: "I only ate twenty-five. I hid the others, and there aren't that many. There are only forty-three left. Make me some more. That tofu is very fragrant."
Hu Qing: "Of course it's delicious. It's fried. Where's the rice balls?"
Shui Xin: "I hid it, the plain ones were just for me to eat."
Hu Qing rolled her eyes at him: "Twenty-five are enough to eat? You are not as good as my daughter who can eat."
Shui Xin: "There's nothing wrong with you and her. You're born with a big appetite, right? Are you also very strong? Is this the case in the mortal world?"
Hu Qing thought: "Yes, some people are born with great strength and a big appetite."
Shui Xin was surprised: "You don't even understand yourself?"
Hu Qing snorted: "What do you know? The secular prejudice is that girls should be effeminate and weak. They have to count the grains of rice like a bird when eating. If you eat too much, you will be disliked."
Shui Xin was surprised: "Everyone must eat, how can he work if he doesn't eat enough?"
Hu Qing sighed: "The world is like this. Girls from poor families don't have the conditions to have enough to eat. Girls from rich families are required not to have enough to eat. We are here so we don't have to worry about others and the world."
Shui Xin somewhat understood why she was interested in money: "So you didn't have the chance to know that you have a big appetite before, so what about your strength?"
Hu Qing: "Have you forgotten how you escaped?"
Shui Xin immediately thought of the carts piled up like a small forest and laughed: "It's good to be strong."
Hu Qing: "Is it good for cultivation?"
Shui Xin: "Well, if the spiritual power is exhausted, strong strength is the advantage."
Hu Qing accepted this statement, and she also felt that it was good to be strong. To fool Shui Xin, she was thinking that her strength was developed in the apocalypse, but what about Hu Nuan? Could it be that she was influenced by herself? How was it affected?
After Hu Nuan finished practicing, Hu Qing called her: "Good boy, come and help mommy."
Hu Nuan ran in and said, "Mom, where are the snacks?"
After practicing, it's time to have some snacks.
Hu paused for a moment and took a hard look at the study. This damn monk didn't know how to leave two dollars.
Shui Xin: The little monk is doing it for detoxification.
"The rat stole it."
Shui Xin: Pig, rat, what else would you slander the young monk?
Hu Nuan was angry: "Shoot a rat."
Hu Qing: "Okay, don't worry about this. Come here quickly and write a message to mom."
Hu Nuan shifted his attention: "What does mom want to write?"
"Write the words you learned to your mother."
There happened to be paper, pen and ink at home, so she could recognize a few words by rote memorization, but she didn't understand the structure of the fonts here, so she couldn't write. She must have basic strokes. Children's initial writing is simple, let her take a look
Think about it.
Hu Nuan was very proud that she could teach her mother. She immediately climbed up on the chair and knelt down on it, taking a brush and poking into the ink.
Hu Qing hurriedly brought a pillow to put under her knees and said: "Be gentle, the ink will spill out."
Hu Nuan Swish Swish: "One."
Hu Qing was about to nod, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
The "一" structure here can be compared with 1, which is more difficult to write than 1 because the font is round.
