Father Lin wondered, "When did you become an expert?"
Mother Lin came out at this time, opened the courtyard door for Liu Baihua, and said to Father Lin, "Let's go to the fields. There are still a lot of things to do in the fields."
Father Lin felt even more strange, "What are you busy with? Where are the two guests at home? Besides, where are you going at noon?"
As soon as Lin's mother glared, Lin's father became scared. He also felt that something was obviously going on here.
What does my wife know that he doesn’t?
He would like to ask.
So, I picked up the hoe by the courtyard wall and went to the ground with Mother Lin.
Lin Qian: "Come in and talk."
As for why Liu Baihua came, she was awakened by her apprentice’s words while eating.
At that time, as soon as he hung up the phone from Lao Fang, his apprentice asked him, "Lao Fang helped you a lot when you first fell into coma. Why didn't you let me help?"
"You have to practice. With your current cultivation speed, when will you become an immortal?"
Liu Dajing asked him, "Are we cultivating just to become immortals? Master's discipline is that cultivation is the way to cultivate the heart. Master, you are too eager."
Liu Baihua did not expect that one day she would be reminded of the master's discipline by her apprentice.
Liu Dajing still went. The master had been in a coma for ten years. How could he control him when he woke up?
When she saw her apprentice leaving, Liu Baihua had no intention of practicing and started walking in circles on the top of her mountain.
After much deliberation, I decided to come to see the immortal.
Firstly, he was confused and wanted to ask the immortal for advice. In addition, he felt that it was necessary to remind the immortal about the trouble that the man said in the morning.
Although those people are far from being the opponents of the immortals, how can the immortals be so kind-hearted and allowed to be tainted by their dirty plans?
He had to take this opportunity to ask the immortal if he needed help.
Father Lin, who was dragged down from the vegetable field by Mother Lin, held up his hoe and asked, "Why don't you let me ask you clearly?"
"What do you want to ask?"
"Of course I want to ask what's going on with that person and why he calls our daughter a master. And that boss Shang just said something about being a master but not a master." Father Lin was worried, "Don't let our daughter get into trouble that she shouldn't.
people."
"What do you have to worry about? Ah Qian has always done things better than you."
"That's what you said." Father Lin didn't like to hear it. "No matter how smart she is, she is still young. After all, her experience is limited. If she really encounters trouble, can we just ignore it?"
Mother Lin sighed, "We can't control her affairs."
"Listen to what you have to say."
"Honestly." Mother Lin asked him, "Let me ask you, do you feel too hot in the sun now?"
"Ah?" Father Lin couldn't understand why the topic jumped so fast? "It's a bit embarrassing."
Mother Lin asked again: "Do you feel hot?"
Dad Lin: "It's okay."
"It's okay. Do you think it's okay?" Mother Lin took out her mobile phone and clicked on the electrical forecast, "The temperature is now 38 degrees. Normally, if you stand outside for a while, you will feel too hot.<
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You walked here from home and stood here for a while. Do you think it's okay? Is this normal?"
Father Lin has never thought about this problem before.
Now that Lin's mother said it, he realized that during this hot month, the fan at home had not even been turned on a few times.
"It's not normal. What...what's going on here? Why am I not afraid of the heat anymore?"
"What do you think? Since when did you become not afraid of heat?"
What Father Lin is thinking about is whether he will get sick, and he will get better this day. He won't be so miserable.
When I thought about it, I was so scared that I couldn't move my brain, "I don't know."
Lin’s mother: “Then you don’t know!”
Speaking of home, Boss Shang realized at this time that the expert he was looking for actually knew Boss Xiao Lin.
And in the eyes of experts, Boss Xiaolin is the expert.
How do you say this?
So Boss Xiao Lin can actually solve He Daoxing’s matter, right?
No, now that I think about it, when I first mentioned the so-called master, Boss Xiaolin told me not to get too close to him.
It turns out that boss Xiao Lin reminded me from the beginning, but I didn’t listen.
Thinking about it this way, Boss Xiaolin is indeed an expert among experts.
"Your painstaking efforts are beyond our reach." Liu Baihua was talking about Lin Xiang's vegetable planting. "As long as cultivators can eat your vegetables, their cultivation will be greatly improved.
In order to cooperate with your plan, I will ask the association to clean up its members and remove the unqualified ones."
Lin Qian was confused when she heard what she was planning.
"Who said my food should be eaten by cultivators?"
Liu Baihua: "Ah? What is your purpose of selling this kind of food?"
Boss Shang's head is turning left and right, he is very busy, what kind of cultivator? What kind of association?
From what it sounds like, it seems like this dish is prepared for the association?
So how do you join an association? How much membership fee do you have to pay?
Can he get one too?
Oh, no, that doesn’t seem to be what Boss Xiaolin meant.
Lin Qian answered Liu Baihua's question, "Of course it's to sell for money."
Liu Baihua doesn’t believe it.
The immortal worked so hard to do such good things, but he didn’t want the world to know.
Look, this is how capable and virtuous people do things of extraordinary significance, but always pull themselves into the secular world. Unlike some people who flaunt how great they are even though they haven't done much, like Lao Fang. Grandma had been listening carefully. She put her hands on the table and sat very upright. When she heard Lin Qian said that selling vegetables was to make money, she nodded in agreement, "It must be selling for money. Farmers don't grow vegetables for themselves."
To eat, I just buy takeout and exchange some money to support my family."
"No, my grandmother must understand me."
Liu Baihua said, "Look, is there anything you need my help with?"
"Aren't you busy practicing? Why do you have time to care about anything else?" Lin Qian said, "It's no use, just do your own thing."
Liu Baihua understood, he had to play his own role.
Boss Shang followed suit, "I'm not busy, Boss Xiaolin, no, master, I can help you."
"If you don't come to steal my food, it will be considered a help."
"How dare you? As long as I am free from now on, I will help your house maintain order for free. What do you think?"
In the parking lot outside the association branch, Fang Lan sat in the car and waited for an hour or two before she saw her father pulling Zhang Song out.
It was only by looking at the man's clothes that she barely recognized him as Zhang Song.
Mainly because the face is so wonderful.
"Get in the car!" Lao Fang opened the back seat and pushed the person in. Zhang Song was as if he was tied up with a rope, unable to move from the head down.
"Xiaolan, let's go."
Fang Lan immediately reversed the car and left the garage, heading towards the Civil Affairs Bureau.
"If things go like this, will they do it for us?" Fang Lan asked, "He looks like this, it's obvious that he was beaten up."
"Don't worry, I found someone I have a good relationship with and have already sent a greeting to him. You can handle it as soon as you arrive."
Fang Lan now has no reluctance to part with this marriage, so she can do the best she can.