Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 135 The Temptation of Seafood ([-])
She knelt down and hugged Hu Nuan: "Honey, remember what mom told you, everyone has their own things to do."

Hu Nuan nodded: "Children have to go to school, adults have to work."

Hu Qing: "So, mom has to do her own thing, and can't be with you all the time. But mom will always love you, and will always support you behind you. As long as you need mom, mom will become a superman and fly over immediately."

Hu Nuan seemed to understand but not understand.

Hu Qing: "Baby, you also have your own life. Mom hopes that you will move forward bravely, have hope in your heart, and yearn for the light."

Hu Nuan couldn't understand.

"In short, mother's baby must be happy, happy, healthy and safe."

The wish of every mother who truly loves her child is so simple and humble, wishing she could rush forward and clear all the stumbling blocks and ups and downs in the child's life, but in the end, the child's growth must be done by herself.

She herself does not want to live as a vassal of her child, and also hopes that her child's life belongs to her alone.

She wants to be a role model for her daughter.

She said so much, Hu Nuan just said: "I said that my mother will not agree, and the master still doesn't believe it."

Hu Qing chuckled, and buried her head on Hu Nuan's little shoulder: "It's still good to know my mother."

Hu Nuan: "But mom can go to play in the sect."

Hu Qing said casually: "Well, I will definitely go in the future, and I will hold a parent-teacher meeting for you."

Hu Nuan: "Then mother wants to be beautiful."

See, this is the responsibility of being a mother. Your own excellence is the child's self-confidence.

For a day, the family of three didn't go out, and they were all counting Lingshi.

Hu Qing's deposit has reached [-] after the windfall profits of the medicinal herb market these days, and more than [-] of the huge sum in it is the trading of medicinal herbs without capital.

What an auspicious number, it also shows how serious the private fights in the ring are during this period of time in Baopingfang. There will be no next time for such a chance to make a fortune.

Hu Qing also saw the gambling game next to the ring. She was poor and didn't even look at it. From before to now, she doesn't believe that there is nothing wrong with it.

The couple counted the spirit stones, and after counting Hu Qing's, they counted Hu Nuan's again.

Hu Nuan's spirit stone should be described by Hu Qing in one word: beyond reach.

They have middle-grade spirit stones, and, for some reason, Hu Qing always feels that the low-grade spirit stones in Hu Nuan's hands are more watery and spiritual than his own.

The gap between people is really big, there are two people in a family and there is a gap between the rich and the poor.

Hu Qing held a medium-grade spirit stone, feeling really sour.Hu Nuan said it was given to her by her master, it's great, it's great to have a master, and she also wants to have a rich master.

She is old and her spiritual roots are half useless. I don't know which master with discerning eyes and pearls can fall in love with her.

"By the way, mom, it turns out that spirit stones are used for cultivation." Hu Nuan held a low-grade spirit stone: "I'll teach you."

Of course Hu Qing knew that spirit stones could be cultivated, otherwise the monks would be scrambling to earn spirit stones. She also thought about researching it, but in the end she was unwilling.

Hu Nuan held the spirit stone to meditate, and after a while, the spirit stone slowly turned gray visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into an ordinary stone.

Hu Nuan burped: "Master said, I can absorb at most one low-grade spirit stone at a time, once a day at most. Mom, come and try." Throwing away the stone in his hand, he grabbed another and put it in Hu Qing's hand .

Holding the spirit stone lightly, Hu Qing moved his mind, only to feel a gentle energy melt into his palm, walking along the limbs and bones, and finally returning to his dantian.

Congratulations, it's done.When it is black, how can Lingshi compare to the costless absorption of spirit energy from the air.

"Wow, mom, you are so fast."

Hu Qing came back to her senses, and found that the spirit stone in her hand had turned into a gray-white stone, she was stunned, it took her less than a minute, it was too fast.Lingshi is so useful?
Hu Nuan changed her piece: "Mom, come again."

Hu Qing continued, within a minute, whoosh, it was gone.

"Come again."

Whoosh, gone.

"Come again."

Whoosh, gone.

After ten yuan in a row, Hu Qing felt full in his meridians, even in his stomach.

It's amazing.

Hu Nuan: "Wow, mom, you can absorb ten yuan at a time. That's amazing."

Hu chuckled: "Because mom is an adult, mom eats a lot."

Sad, ten yuan at a time, six hundred and sixty yuan can only be used in the early two months.Cultivation is too expensive.

Still have to make money.

Help her organize the spirit stones and put them in several places.Hu Nuan has three storage tools, the storage bracelet on the bright side, a necklace hidden in the clothes, and a button decorated on the second layer of clothes. It is low-key and inconspicuous, and the space inside is not very large.

They were all made by Qiao Yu himself.

On the one hand, Hu Qing is grateful for his carefulness and generosity, but on the other hand, he is jealous. If one day, he can refine these by himself, wouldn't he want to send it off?Still need to worry about how to practice?

"Ah, mom, shall we have grilled seafood?"

Uh?
Hu Nuan almost forgot the most important thing. She didn't think about it when she came back last time. This time, she must not forget, otherwise the seafood will not be eaten if it is dead.

Hu Qing was taken by her and saw the scene in the pet bag, and he was stunned. This is--a portable aquarium?

Hu Nuan sucked and said, "Mom, I want to eat garlic scallops."

Hu Qing smiled: "Mom saw how precious fish, steamed one for you."

Hu Nuan: "."

Hu Qing: "Another dozen scallops with minced garlic and vermicelli."

Hu Nuan thought it would be better to remove the fish.

As food for giant crabs, this bag of food reserves is also quite large. Hu Qing instructed Hu Nuan to find small ones to get out, wash them, cut them into steamers, and she ate the first bite.

After a long time did not die: "Eat."

Hu Nuan only picks and pulls scallops. The scallops are as big as her small face. The vermicelli are crystal clear and elastic, and the minced garlic is fragrant.Hu Nuan didn't squint, and only fought against the shells.

Hu Qing ate the turbot, the fish was too big, so he divided it into three plates, and while eating by himself, he stuffed the tender fish with no thorns into Hu Nuan's mouth.

Hu Nuan had to eat even if she disliked it, otherwise she wouldn't want to eat scallops.

Hu Qing couldn't figure it out, since he likes to eat scallops, why doesn't he like to eat fish?Don't they all come out of the water?

At least I should eat some of this. Today I was making seafood, and Hu Huahua hid in the west room by herself, pretending to sleep, and couldn't even smell a trace of seafood.

Hu Nuan secretly disliked him, and even his useless brother couldn't help her share.

"Baby, how long can your pet bags last? How many days can they live in it? If they can't be kept for a long time, we have to eat them quickly. I'll make more and you can take them back to eat with your good friends."

Hu Nuan didn't know either.

Hu Qing looked at the precious seafood inside and gritted his teeth, do it!

I don't have much ingredients at home, so I went to the vegetable market to replenish some, and when I came back, I asked Hu Nuan to catch shrimps and crabs.

Shrimp made some shrimp paste, she had never done this before, so I don't know if it will be successful, so I will try it first.The big prawns are grilled and steamed, and the crabs are fried.The smell of food was different from the past, and it wasn't just the woman next door who was greedy. The dozen or so households around were tortured inhumanely.

After going out, they slowly gathered together, looking at Hu Qing's yard and pointing.

(End of this chapter)