Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 62 I Have a Brother
Half a basket of mushrooms, five Lingshi.

Hu Qing was delighted, and probably understood that the more difficult to pick and the more dangerous, the higher the selling price.

When he got home, Hu Qing took out all the spirit stones, saying that he had all of them, but in fact it was only fifteen yuan.Everything else was replaced with Lingzhu, and there are not many Lingzhu, after all, the people in this yard are so edible
The fifteen spirit stones did not include the one given by the old Taoist priest. Hu Qing decided to pass on that spirit stone as a family heirloom, telling future generations to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.Well, for future generations or something, it depends on Hu Nuan's hard work.

Put away the Lingshi, Hu lightly washed it clean, washed his hands several times before going to see Huahua.Hu Nuan said, this is the baby of the family, and it takes their surname.

Hu Hua Hua.

Cuihua sounds better than it.

No, it was him, a serious member of the family.

Hu Huahua is still sleeping, and has not woken up since she came to this house. She is covered with a thin quilt with small white flowers on a blue background. What Hu Nuan wants is a small pink quilt. Hu Qing bought some pink cloth .

"There must be lace." Hu Nuan asked.

Let Hu do it lightly.Hu Qing resolutely refused, just kidding, she didn't make it for her daughter, but for a dog?Is it Zhenjun Erlang's roaring sky dog?For Hu Huahua's physical and mental health, she decisively made a small quilt with a blue background.

Our family does not have the stink of being used to children.

Qiao Yu: Are you sure?
Hu Qing: I am scientific parenting.

Hu Qing easily opened the dog's mouth, and poured milk into it with a small spoon. This is yesterday's milk, so it shouldn't have deteriorated today, right?
Hu Huahua: I'm not a dog.Also, this milk is smelly, please change it to something fresh.

Hu Qing put down the spoon and touched the dog's body, worried: "Why didn't it grow any meat? When will it go into the oven?"

Hu Huahua:! ! !

"Or—wrong feeding? Should I feed meat?"

Hu Qing seriously thought about this question.No matter what kind of animal's cub, early childhood is the golden period of growth. It doesn't mean that every day is different, but it can't change at all.

Pretty sure this is a living thing, not plastic or plush.

She went to the vegetable market, lingered in front of the meat stall, and finally bought a piece of beef.

Heh, Hu Nuan hasn't eaten yet, let's buy the dog first.

Finely chop it, cook it into porridge, put it on warm, and gently pry the dog's mouth open, and put a little bit in.

She is not very sure, if such a small thing cannot eat meat - then she will find a place in the yard to bury it, just in time to tell her daughter about life and death.

Hu Huahua: When I am alive, I grow meat into the oven, and when I die, I am buried in a pit as a teaching material. Anyway, I am used to the fullest.

The dog's mouth squirmed, and the meat foam went into the esophagus.

Hu Qing fed another half spoon, and the dog's mouth swallowed automatically.

"Understood, this is also a master who eats meat." Hu smiled lightly: "It's not that the family does not enter the family, right? Well, they are all little ancestors, so let's raise them."

She wouldn't care about the pup, she was very happy to see it knew how to eat, and she dared not feed it after half a bowl.

Nodding the dog's head: "Wake up soon, if you are not cute enough, I will sell you."

What does Hu Nuan like?Just two words, cute.If you want to survive here, please act cute and be cute.This is Mama Hu mercifully telling you the way to survive.

The next day, the dog's eyes opened, with black eyeliner, a pair of big, round, transparent golden eyes, and black pupils shining.

An old man like Hu Qing, who has experienced complicated experiences, is caught in the heart of a girl by the helpless, pitiful, big watery eyes of the little thing.

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? What are you looking at, hahaha." Hu Qing hugged Hu Huahua and circled around.

"Huahua, you are so beautiful. Mom likes you so much. My sister must like you even more. Wait, mom will cook meat for you."

It's so cute, it's so cute, Xiaodong's beautiful big eyes can't compare with Shui Xin.

Shui Xin: I just blame the monk for not eating meat.

The eyes were opened, but the little thing didn't have the strength. He lay obediently in the small bamboo basket, covered with a small flower quilt, with his eyes wide open. His weak and pitiful appearance was exactly the same as Hu Nuan's when he was a child.Especially those clean to blank eyes, when looking at you, you are his whole world.

Hu Qing has no resistance, he didn't go out for a day, and it was all used to cultivate the relationship with the little thing. I told him emphatically that he has a sister named Hu Nuan, who will be back in two days, and you will love each other as a family in the future.

Throughout the day, the little thing only ate a bowl of meat porridge.

Hu Qing decided not to go out for a few days, the meat of pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese was rotated, and found that the little thing likes to eat meat, but he is not picky about what meat to eat.

"You are easier to raise than your sister. Your sister doesn't eat beef." Hu Qing is used to talking to Hu Huahua as a person.

She took apart the shredded chicken, Hu Nuan will be back today, he won't eat much tonight, so let's make chicken shredded porridge.

When Hu Nuan came back and saw Hu Huahua who had opened her eyes, the little girl burst into screams and jumped up and down.

"Huahua is so beautiful, I really like Huahua."

Hu Huahua looked at her quietly, her eyes were full of curiosity, is this her sister?Well, her smell is very familiar, just like "Mom", warm and sweet.

"Huahua, I'm my sister, my sister likes you so much."

Hu Nuan gently held its small face in her small hands, and kissed Hu Huahua like Hu Qing did to her: "Huahua, my sister likes you, and when you run away, my sister will take you to play."

Hu Huahua's pure eyes reflected Hu Nuan's immature smiling face.

Hu Qing walked in and said with a smile: "Baby, my brother is still young, don't touch him, he needs to sleep more."

Hu Nuan said, "Brother?"

Hu nodded lightly: "Yes, he is a younger brother."

I didn't pay attention to it before, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to keep it. Now that the little thing came back to life, she checked it by the way, um, I'm sure it's a man.

Hu Nuan gave a long cry: "Brother, I can't wear a small skirt anymore."

"Who said that? You forgot the world style album that your mother read with you before? There is a country where only men wear skirts. Besides, our ancients also wore skirts." Hu lightly paused: "By the way, Your master also wears skirts."

Hu Nuan was stunned for a moment, the master's clothes seemed to be different from his own.

"What's the difference? Isn't it just a straight skirt with split ends?"

Qiao Yu: .
Hu Nuan: "The younger brother can also wear skirts. Mom, I want a bow."

Hu Qing: "Okay, mom will make it for you."

Qiao Yu: Who said you can't get used to children?

Hu Qing: A small thing like a bow tie is also called habit?How much do you lack love?

This week, Hu Nuan brought back fried goods, fried meatballs, fried vegetable balls, fried tofu balls, fried chicken nuggets, fish nuggets, crispy meat, lotus root sandwich spring rolls and fries, all kinds.

The first thing Hu Nuan did when he returned to the sect: "Master, teach me the fire control technique."

Qiao Yu looked at the deep-fried series she presented, and understood, it wouldn't taste good if it wasn't heated, right?

All the proactivity was spent on eating.

Hu Nuan also had good news to share: "I have a younger brother."

Qiao Yu was stunned, the apprentice's mother, that lady Hu, was pregnant?Born in these two days?Uh, as Hu Nuan's master, should I give him a gift?

(End of this chapter)