Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 97 The Shy Little Guest ([-])

Hu Qing called in the living room: "Xiao Nuan, you guys are here to eat some fruit."

Hu's mother cut the fruit plate by herself, red, green, yellow, and purple, arranged like a big peacock.

Xiao Ou slapped his head: "That—Auntie, we brought presents."

Fingers touched the ring, and a huge and exquisite bamboo basket filled with spiritual fruits was placed on the floor, and beside it was a large bag of spiritual rice.

The Lingmi is packed in a translucent cloth bag of unknown material, allowing people to see the contents at a glance.

Hu Qing only had one thought: This child is real, and if a barrel of oil is added, it will be even more real.

Jin Xin also hurriedly took out his presents. What he brought was a live animal, and he used a pet bag. He clapped his hands on his waist, and the room was full of clucking. Twenty or thirty chickens flopped on the floor, and there seemed to be eggs in the middle. Rolling.

Don't pull her floor!
"You are so polite, Auntie just took it." She went to catch the chickens like lightning, but fortunately the chickens were tied to their feet and hurriedly moved to the corner of the yard.

Looking at the floor, fortunately, there is no excrement, otherwise she might not be able to maintain the skin of a gentle and kind aunt.

Jin Xin rubbed his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I should put it in the yard."

Hu lightly smiled: "You know it's great to be a guest and bring a gift. Eat fruit, and we'll have dinner later."

Xiao Ou said: "Auntie, you can prolong your life by eating a little Lingguo Lingmi every day."

Hu Qing could tell that his voice was focused on "one point", and he paused invisibly: "Okay, my aunt will prolong her life and entertain you a lot."

Consciously exiting the field, there happened to be extra wood piled up at the foot of the wall, so I took an ax and sharpened it and inserted it into the southwest corner of the yard, preparing to block the chickens inside.I can't finish eating so much at once, so keep it just to lay eggs.

Seeing the three children running out, they insisted on intervening, so Hu Qing easily cut the wooden sticks for them to insert into the soil.

Never done anything like this before, had a lot of fun.The insertion is also very artistic, at least it will stop the chicken from running out.

Hu clapped his hands lightly, and then told them to take a rest, they had already gone to play in the wooden house.

I heard Hu Nuan shouting from inside: "My mother said, I want to plant a very big tree, and then put the wooden house on it, which is a tree house. I want to hang a very long ladder on it, which can roll up and down. The kind that goes up."

Xiao Ou: "Soft ladder. I know, we can do it together."

Jin Xin: "Using rattan, I can come and plant rattan for you, and I can make the rattan grow into a ladder."

Hu lightly smiled, washed his hands and cooked.

Braised a pot of rice, made braised pork, braised shrimp in oil, sweet and sour pork ribs, lamb chops, boiled beef, hibiscus fish fillets, a sweet soup and a clear soup.

The rich aroma rolled in the air, and the three children swallowed their saliva around the pot.

Hu Qing ordered them to serve the dishes on the table, and asked them to fill the rice for themselves, and then share the soup by themselves, watching with a smile.

Very good, there is no airs, Xiao Ou took the initiative to pack rice for everyone, and did not forget to give his aunt a bowl, and Jin Xin also knew how to share soup for everyone.It can be seen that the two children are well-bred and have a sense of responsibility.Wow, what a fine lad.

Hu Qing ate slowly, seeing how flying their chopsticks were while chattering.

Fatty Jinxin couldn't stop talking, admiring while eating: "Auntie, your cooking is so delicious, and the delicious food that Xiaonuan brings back is very delicious, and the dishes you cook are even more delicious and delicious. "

Hu chuckled and said, "Of course, many dishes are best eaten hot. You like to eat them, so come here often, and I'll make them for you."

Jin Xin: "Ah, so happy, so happy, Xiao Nuan is so happy."

Hu Qing was puzzled: "Have you never eaten such a meal?"

Jin Xin shook his head and nodded.

Xiao Ou explained: "The meals we eat focus on locking the spiritual power in the ingredients, and the taste is very light."

Hu Qing understood: "I think you use less condiments, and you are afraid of losing your spiritual power. We pay attention to color, fragrance, and like to mix various ingredients to make different tastes. What we pursue is the art of taste buds."

taste buds?

This is a new word.

Hu chuckled: "It's the sensory organs on the tongue. You monks don't pay attention to these, so they don't sound familiar."

The two nodded, isn't it? All energy is put on seeking longevity, and eating and drinking are waste of time.

Hu Qingdao: "If the people in our place can also live a long life by practicing like this, I'm afraid they will also give up the time to eat and sleep."

This is not always the case. Most people would rather lose their life than follow the doctor's advice for a delicious meal. If they can live longer, I am afraid that the food culture will go up to a higher level.After all, Chinese people also have the perception of living to eat.

Well, there is also living for love, living for beauty, living for money, and living for breath. In short, there must be a living head in life. If you don’t break the law or violate morality, you can live for anything.

Unlike monks, for longevity, doesn't the translation mean to live, to live to live?Haha, isn't this a logical closed loop?
Hu Qing was amused by his own thoughts, took a sip of soup to cover up, and asked them: "Are you tired from daily practice?"

Anyway, my daughter never said she was tired.

Both of them said they were not tired.

It's just nonsense, if the direct disciples of Tianlinggen like them still feel tired, let alone others.

Hu Qing then asked: "Is there anything interesting on weekdays?" She looked like a curious old aunt.

The two of you say something to each other, probably the life of all children in the world is rich and interesting, because their immature souls are still interesting, and their eyes that are good at discovering have not lost their curiosity.

Hu Qing listened calmly, cheering for the one who deserved it, and carefully wrote down the names and relationships revealed by the two of them, and analyzed that her daughter was not bullied in Chaohuazong and had a good relationship, so she really let go of her heart.

Thinking about it, it is true that a good friend came to visit in such a short period of time. My daughter's school life is very good.

"Come on, eat more, next time my aunt will cook other dishes for you."

Eat more and grow taller and stronger to protect my daughter.

Every old mother's heart has a deep meaning. Looking at the two young contestants who were arrested, Hu Qing smiled deeply.

Hu Nuan gnawed on the meat and looked at her mother, always feeling that today's mother is a bit weird.

Hu Huahua, who has no sense of existence, buried her head in her small rice bowl, she was just very strange.

After eating, Hu Nuan couldn't wait to play in the water, and took out a handmade swimsuit.

Xiao Ou Jinxin looked dumbfounded: "What is this?"

Hu Qing cleaned up the dining table and took a look. She fully considered the conservative dressing style here, so she made swimsuits in two parts, with at most her arms and legs exposed, and the same style for men and women.

Thanks to the variety of fabrics in the realm of comprehension, there are really fabrics similar to swimsuits.

Hu Nuanbi was on her body: "Dress like this. You go to my brother's room to change clothes. I will change."

The two entered the West Room in a daze, Hu Nuan changed in the East Room and came out without seeing them, rushed into the West Room, saw them wearing underwear and swimsuits, and laughed exaggeratedly.

Hu Qing heard it in the courtyard, and the translation was: bumpkin.

After the three of them had changed out, Jin Xin and Xiao Ou were awkward, and Hu Qing turned his back to avoid looking at them. After a while, he heard the excited screams of the three children.

It is said to be a swimming pool, but it is actually a small pool, round in shape, and the deepest part only reaches Hu Nuan's neck.Digging pits, laying sand and paving stones is a pity that the drainage is not good, so it needs to be replaced every time it is used.

Hu Qingli is not afraid of physical labor.

(End of this chapter)