Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 84 Buying Books ([-])

When Hu Qing came back to cook raw fried meat, he chopped the meat into pieces and added more vegetables. Hu Nuan hadn’t eaten his mother’s handiwork for a long time and enjoyed it, but Hu Huahua who was being fed was dissatisfied.

Didn't eat less.

After finishing a bowl of millet porridge, Hu Qing asked Hu Nuan, "Do you want to go shopping?"

Hu Nuan had never visited Fangshi before: "Okay, okay."

Hu Qing made a simple cross-body cloth bag, carried Hu Huahua in front of her body, and led Hu Nuan into the street. After walking a few steps, she met the woman next door.

The woman walked over as if she didn't look sideways, and Hu Qing felt that she should have given up.

Little did they know that the woman had another plan in her heart.

The matchmaker was invited to come to the door, but was rejected mercilessly. After hearing what the matchmaker told, the woman was also worried that she would cause trouble for her son, so she took a break to wait and see in secret.Later, it was discovered that Hu Qing went to the blacksmith shop to hang out with a big man all day long. In the eyes of the woman, wouldn't this be depraved and innocence?Of course such a woman is not worthy of serving her son.

What she thought was, how could such a good young man really fall in love with a widow, and when Hu Qing was abandoned and had nowhere to go, she would show kindness and buy her to give her a place to stay.Holding on to the deed of prostitution, she is not afraid that she will be disobedient, it is better than being a concubine for her son.

Fortunately, Hu Qing didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise he might not be able to bear the force of the prehistoric to send her to see the Buddha.

Too responsive.

Walking above the boundary river, Hu Qing thought of something: "Do you still want to raise a little turtle? If you want to raise it, mom will go down to the river to catch it."

There are indeed tortoises in this river, several species, Hu Qing doesn't recognize them, but they can still see their beauty and ugliness.There are black-covered, yellow-covered and green-covered ones. The black-covered ones climb fast, the yellow-covered ones are the laziest, and the green-covered ones are the fiercest and bite people.

Hu Nuan almost forgot about it, and now thinking about it, she lost much interest and shook her head.

Hu lightly thought, saving the trip to the river.

Hu Huahua is a quiet and handsome man in the cloth bag. The cloth bag is open, and you can see the world of flowers when you lift your neck a little, but he just doesn't look at it, and looks dignified and dignified.

Hu Qing thought badly: "I don't know if Huahua can swim, let's throw him down."

Hu Huahua froze: What kind of evil are you?

Hu Nuan hurriedly covered her hands: "Mom, don't bully Huahua."

Hu Huahua: Anyway, it's reliable to be a sister.

Hu Nuan said: "When he can walk, I will swim with him."

Hu Huahua:
Hu lightly sneered: "You? You can swim?"

I know that the child I gave birth to is just a landlubber, and I dare not go down in shallow water.

Hu Nuan is not the Hu Nuan of yesterday, she knows how to fish in the river, swimming is not so difficult.

"Mom, I will definitely teach Huahua to swim." Hu Nuan was full of confidence.

Hu lightly gave a strange laugh: "Okay, don't choke on the water and cry with me."

Hu Huahua: No one asks my opinion, because I can't speak?

After crossing the boundary river, the goal is clear, and there is a street of Taobao.

What is glamorous and tall is not something her wallet can consume.

Hu Qing used the gesture of the rich to cover up the background of the poor: "It's our first time here, we can spend five spirit stones."

Hu Nuan: "Wow, a lot of money."

The monks passing by: Where did you come from?

Taobao Street can be described as full of tourists, monks who pursue longevity cannot escape the dream of getting rich in their bones, not only people with little money, but also people who have a lot of money are eager to pick up leaks and get rich again, not to mention monks pay attention to chance.

On this street, there was a legendary story of a top-grade kung fu self-obscuring spirit treasure.Of course, every Taobao Street has similar legends, and everyone is eager for the next legend to fall on them.

It's like buying a lottery ticket.

Hu Qing has this kind of gambling mentality at this moment, even if he doesn't get rich, as long as he can't lose money.

Hu Nuan was simply attracted by the dazzling array of small stalls. Gein monks also understand that women are the main consumers. Many small stalls sell things that girls like, exquisite, chic, and shiny.

Hu Nuan took a fancy to a small flower crown inlaid with shiny beads.

"Mom, I want that."

Hu Qing glanced at it, she was really discerning, this thing is equivalent to a plastic princess crown, and the beads on it are even more worthless, even ten spirit beads are too expensive for her.

The stall owner said: "The little girl really has a vision. This is the most popular flower crown recently. It is suitable for a beautiful and cute little girl like you. There are only five low-grade spirit stones."

Why don't you grab it.

Hu Qing pulled Hu Nuan away: "Mom taught you, you have to shop around when buying things. There are better and more beautiful ones ahead. Let's compare and choose the one you like the most."

Hu Nuan is not persistent, Hu Qing never treats her badly when it comes to shopping, and the pet girl madman won't give her a chance to speak, now she's ashamed.

Hu Nuan was attracted by all the sparkles, one was pretty and the other was pretty, but she didn't say she wanted it, because she didn't know which one to buy.

So, from the beginning to the end of a street, the two of them came out empty-handed.

Hu Nuan: "Ah, there are too many, I can't pick them out."

Hu Qing: "Then come again next time."

Look, what a generous and considerate old mother she is.

Qiao Yu: So you fooled the child like this.

"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 lit up, and his little hands rolled up.

For children, the bookshelves are too tall, and the neatly arranged tomes are even more of a nightmare. Such old items lying on the ground are obviously more down-to-earth and more pleasing to naughty children.

I have to say that Hu breathed a sigh of relief, one hundred Lingzhu a catty, pick whatever you want, she pays.

Thanks to Chang's Bookstore, it is a timely rain to pursue such a friendly price in such a prime location.

The two searched and searched in the pile of books. Hu Nuan found all the pictures with good-looking pictures. Hu Qing hoped that she could find exercises suitable for the golden fire spirit root. Obviously, she was daydreaming .

As for Hu Huahua, she had already fallen asleep in the cloth bag, picking books or something was too embarrassing for him, and he wasn't interested either.

"Mom, look at this, they don't wear clothes." Hu Nuan grabbed a picture album.

Hu Qing covered her mouth with one hand, grabbed the booklet and only glanced at it, and with a whoosh, the book landed in a far corner.

Bah, what, it's not realistic at all, no wonder it can't be sold.

Hu Nuan opened his eyes wide.

Hu Qing: "It's not pretty."

Hu Nuan was at a loss.

Hu Qing: "There are no beautiful clothes."

Hu Nuan immediately lost interest and buried herself in looking for something else.

Hu breathed out lightly, really, he didn't pick and choose, he threw everything into it, and spoiled the children.

In the corner, a big hand landed on the picture album, hey, it was actually a book of dual cultivation skills?I bought it.

In the end, the couple picked out a lot of broken books, spent eight hundred spirit beads, tied a bunch of them with rope, and took them home excitedly.

Although there is not much value, but cheap and large, this is the joy of shopping.

The books were spread out to dry in the yard, Hu Qing went to cook, and Hu Nuan took Hu Huahua to crawl among the books, looking through them and muttering.

(End of this chapter)