Hu Qing came back to make pan-fried vegetables, chopped the meat into small pieces and put more vegetables on it. Hu Nuan ate her mother's cooking with gusto after not eating it for a long time, but Hu Huahua was not satisfied after being fed.
Eat no less.
After finishing a bowl of millet porridge, Hu Qing asked Hu Nuan: "Do you want to go shopping?"
Hu Nuan has never been to a market before: "Okay, okay."
Hu Qing made a simple cross-body bag, carried Hu Huahua on his back, and led Hu Nuan up the street. After walking a few steps, he met the woman next door.
The woman walked over as if she hadn't seen her, and Hu Qing felt that she had given up.
Little did he know that the woman had another plan in mind.
After inviting a matchmaker to her home, she was rejected mercilessly. After hearing what the matchmaker told her, the woman was also worried about whether it would cause trouble for her son, so she took a break and watched in secret. Later, she discovered that Hu Qing had gone to the blacksmith shop to follow him all day.
If grown men hang out together, wouldn't this seem like depravity and loss of innocence in the eyes of a woman? Such a woman is certainly not worthy of serving her son.
What she was thinking was, how could a nice young man really fall in love with a widow? Later, when Hu Qing was abandoned and had nowhere to go, she would act kindly and buy her to give her a place to live. Deed of Prostitution
It is better to stay alive and not be afraid of her being disobedient than to be a concubine for my son.
Fortunately, Hu Qing didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he might have been unable to resist the temptation to send her to see the Buddha.
Too arrogant.
Walking to the boundary river, Hu Qing remembered something: "Do you still want to raise a little turtle? If you want to raise a little turtle, mom will go down to the river to catch it."
There are indeed turtles in this river. There are several species. Hu Qing didn’t recognize them, but the beauty and ugliness in appearance can still be seen. There are black-capped turtles, yellow-capped turtles and green-capped turtles. The black-capped ones crawl fast, and the yellow-capped turtles are the laziest.
The green ones are the most vicious and bite.
Hu Nuan had almost forgotten about it. He didn't have much interest in thinking about it now and shook his head.
Hu Qing thought, saving the trip to the river.
Hu Huahua was a quiet handsome man in the cloth bag. The cloth bag had his mouth open, and he could see the colorful world if he raised his neck slightly, but he didn't even look at it, looking noble and dignified.
Hu Qing had a bad thought: "I don't know if Huahua can swim, let's throw him down."
Hu Huahua froze: What kind of evil in the world are you?
Hu Nuan hurriedly covered her hands: "Mom, don't bully Huahua."
Hu Huahua: After all, I am a reliable sister.
Hu Nuan said: "When he can walk, I will swim with him."
Huhuahua:...
Hu Qing sneered: "You? You can swim?"
I know that the child I gave birth to is just a landlubber and does not dare to go into shallow water.
Hu Nuan is no longer the Hu Nuan she was yesterday. She can fish in the river, so what's the problem with swimming?
"Mom, I will definitely teach Huahua how to swim." Hu Nuan was full of confidence.
Hu Qing chuckled strangely: "Okay, don't choke on the water and cry with me."
Hu Huahua: No one asks me for my opinion, just because I can’t speak?
After crossing the boundary river, the goal is clear, Taobao Street.
What is glamorous and elegant is not what her wallet can spend.
Hu Qing used the attitude of a rich man to cover up his poor background: "It's our first time here, so we can spend five spiritual stones."
Hu Nuan: "Wow, that's a lot of money."
The monks passing by asked: Where did this country bumpkin come from?
Taobao Street can be described as crowded with tourists. Monks who pursue immortality cannot escape the deep-rooted dream of getting rich. Not only those who are short of money, but also those with huge wealth also want to pick up the slack and get rich again. What's more, monks pay attention to opportunities.
This street has revealed the legendary story of the high-grade Kung Fu method from Hui Ling Bao. Of course, every Taobao street has similar legends, and everyone is eager for the next legend to fall on themselves.
It's like buying a lottery ticket.
Hu Qing now has this kind of gambling mentality, even if he doesn't get rich suddenly, as long as he can't lose money.
Hu Nuan was purely attracted by the dazzling array of small stalls. The Gein monks also understood that women are the main consumers. Many small stalls sold all the things that girls like, which were exquisite, unique and shiny.
Hu Nuan fell in love with a small flower crown inlaid with sparkling beads.
"Mom, I want that."
Hu Qing took a look, and she was really discerning. This thing was equivalent to a plastic princess crown, and the beads on it were worthless. Even ten spirit beads were too expensive for her.
The stall owner said: "The little girl is really discerning. This is the most popular flower crown recently. It is suitable for a beautiful and cute girl like you. It only has five low-grade spiritual stones."
Why don't you go and grab it.
Hu Qing pulled Hu Nuan away: "Mom teaches you to shop around when buying things. There are better and more beautiful ones out there. Let's compare them and choose the one you like best."
Hu Nuan is not persistent, Hu Qing never treats her badly when buying things, and the doting lover will not give her a chance to speak. Now...she is short of money.
Hu Nuan was attracted by all the glitter, this one was pretty and that one was pretty, but she didn’t say she wanted them because she didn’t know which one to buy.
So, they walked down a street from beginning to end, and when they walked out, both of them were empty-handed.
Hu Nuan: "Ah, there are too many to choose from."
Hu Qing: "Then come again next time."
Look, what a generous and considerate old mother she is.
Qiao Yu: So this is how you fool the child.
"Let's go, mom will take you to buy books, spiritual food is more important."
Chang's Bookstore.
"Wow, there are so many books." Hu Nuan rushed in, his eyes were shining, and his little hands were tumbling.
For children, bookshelves are too high up, and the neatly arranged tomes are even more of a nightmare. The old items lying on the floor are obviously more down-to-earth and more popular with naughty children.
I have to say that Hu breathed a sigh of relief. One hundred spirit beads weighed a pound, so she could pick whatever she wanted and she would pay for it.
Thanks to Chang's Bookstore, it is timely to offer such affordable prices in such a prime location.
The two of them were searching through the piles of books. Hu Nuan was looking for books with beautiful pictures. Hu Qing hoped that she could find some exercises suitable for the Golden Fire Spiritual Root. Obviously, she was daydreaming.
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As for Hu Huahua, she had already fallen asleep in the cloth bag. Picking books or something was too difficult for him and he was not interested.
"Mom, look at this, they don't wear clothes." Hu Nuan grabbed a picture album.
Hu Qing covered her mouth, grabbed the book and glanced at it, then the book fell in a far corner with a whoosh.
Bah, nothing is realistic at all, no wonder it can't be sold.
Hu Nuan opened her eyes wide.
Hu Qing: "It doesn't look good."
Hu Nuan was at a loss.
Hu Qing: "I don't have any beautiful clothes."
Hu Nuan immediately lost interest and looked for something else.
Hu breathed out lightly, it was true, he didn't pick any one thing, he threw everything in it, and it would spoil the child.
In the corner, a big hand fell on the picture book. Hey, it turned out to be a book on dual cultivation exercises? I bought it.
The couple finally picked out a lot of tattered books, spent eight hundred spirit beads, tied a bundle with a rope and happily took it home.
Although it doesn’t have much value, it is cheap and large in quantity, which is the joy of shopping.
The books were spread out to dry in the yard, Hu Qing went to cook, and Hu Nuan crawled among the books with Hu Huahua, looking through them and muttering.
