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Chapter 101 Ancestor Ollie gives

Xia Zhihuai had been staring at Wanwan in a daze, waiting for her to wake up from the fugue, but after waiting for a long time, he sat on the floor and his eyes unconsciously fell somewhere, with his right elbow resting on his knee, Holding his chin, he lazily yawned, and opened his eyes "the soul is out of the body".

After Wanwan opened her eyes, she found that his eyes were dull, obviously absent-minded.

She stretched out her hand to pinch the tip of his nose, and said with a chuckle, "Brother, I know how to teach you how to cultivate your spiritual consciousness."

Xia Zhihuai was immediately refreshed, and immediately sat upright, putting his hands in front of his face: "How to fix it?"

"First of all, you have to be able to feel the aura. This is the first step. With the aura, your body will change, and then you will be able to develop your spiritual consciousness."

Wanwan clasped her hands in front of her body, and a warm aura slowly gathered in her palms.

"This is the aura I gathered." Wanwan held the aura in front of him, "Actually, the aura is everywhere, but the aura on the ground is getting thinner day by day, so you have to work hard to feel its existence."

Xia Zhihuai seemed to be listening to a scripture, and felt that this entry...may be a bit difficult.

It can directly screen out 90.00% of ordinary people.

"So, how should I feel?" Xia Zhihuai asked with a soul.

Wanwan stared at him for a few seconds with her round eyes open, then hesitated, "Maybe...meditation?"

After Xia Zhihuai looked at her, he knew that there was no other answer.

As for the relationship between meditation and feeling spiritual energy?
Let's try to meditate before we talk.

Xia Zhihuai raised his hand and patted her small head, and said solemnly: "We are both from the Tao family, and we worshiped the same ancestral grave. You are such a little genius, so you will definitely not treat me lightly, right?"

Wanwan was a little dazed, but she nodded half-understood due to his unconfident but stubborn tone.

Xia Zhihuai tapped his chest with his fist: "I believe, I can definitely feel the aura."

He looked down at Wanwan, clenched his fists to cheer himself up, turned around and left Wanwan's room, almost stepped on his right foot with his left foot, and fell out on the spot.

Standing up in a panic leaning on the wall, he settled in the corridor, clasped his hands together and made two false obeisances.

"Bless the ancestors, I am your grandson, I must give it to Oli!"

Huang Xikong was holding a candle, and floated out of the storage room without a sound. Looking at his dazed look, he slowly took a bite while holding the candle.

He didn't know whether Oli, the ancestor of the Tao family, would give it or not.

But he felt that the guy in front of him might really be a little seriously ill!

Less than a day after I came back, I went crazy.

Huang Xikong gnawed on the joss stick, drifted slowly to the living room, and continued to chase the web drama "The Man Who Lives With Me, Might Be a Sand Sculpture".

Well, Xia Zhihuai made a guest appearance in it, playing the role of his sand sculpture brother who appeared in one and a half episodes.

The role fit him perfectly!
……

Xia Zhihuai meditated for half an hour, only to feel that his legs were numb, he was tired, and he needed the pills!
Anyway, he didn't feel the aura around him, he only suppressed his complaints and sighed.

His stomach growled twice, he rubbed his numb legs, tremblingly got off the bed, and decided to have a meal first.

The world is big, and the food is the biggest.

There is nothing that can't be solved with a meal.

If so, then two meals!Tonight, the newly appointed kitchen manager, Ms. Zhu, is taking charge of the dishes herself.

When Xia Zhihuai walked to the dining table, he looked at a table full of sumptuous dishes, mechanically turned his head and glanced at Ms. Zhu who was praised by his mother shyly, and fell into a deep shock for a moment.

This skill, to say that she was not a chef during her lifetime, really can't be justified!
Huang Xikong didn't eat at the table, but Ms. Zhu also made a separate one for her.

Wanwan plugged in a simple small incense burner, and after burning a piece of talisman paper, Huang Xikong could "eat" the meals specially provided for him.

Ms. Zhu and Huang Xikong sat at the table, while Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan sat on stools, staring at the braised fish cubes on the table, marinated fresh, fried pork with dried bamboo shoots... couldn't help swallowing.

Wan Wan could hardly restrain her prehistoric power, she sat on the only elevated chair, turned her head and looked at Xia Yingxiu anxiously: "Auntie, let's eat~"

She was so greedy that her saliva was almost drooling.

Xia Zhihuai divided up three pairs of chopsticks, but Wan Wan didn't take the initiative to grab them, because the aunt was still filling the rice.

Xia Zhihuai got up to pick up the bowl, Wanwan just sat obediently, her eyes followed the two of them.

Xia Yingxiu put Wanwan's exclusive iron rice bowl in front of her, took her a child's spoon, picked up some fried pork with dried bamboo shoots, bacon and ham from pickled Duxian, and spring bamboo shoots and other side dishes, and touched it with her hand Her little head: "Eat."

Wan Wan held the spoon, her big eyes smiling into two crescents: "Thank you, auntie."

"Eat quickly, tell your aunt what you want to eat, and I'll pick it up for you."

Wanwan's fat hands are a bit short, and the chopsticks are not particularly stable when picking up vegetables, and they are easy to fall on the table.

Xia Yingxiu and Wanwan had two meals together, and found out that for this reason, she never took the initiative to pick up the dishes on the plate, but asked Xia Zhihuai to put the dishes in her bowl, and then she took the chopsticks by herself Work hard, and sometimes when you are tired from tossing, you will pick up a spoon and put a mouthful of rice mixed with vegetables into your mouth.

For one dinner, everyone had a full stomach.

Xia Yingxiu drove the siblings out for a walk to digest food.

When she wasn't in the city, Xia Zhihuai didn't put her on a baby leash anymore.

The two of them pressed down on the road in the village in the same posture, and rubbed their stomachs with their hands from time to time.

Xia Zhihuai looked at the sunset glow in the sky and the pink peach blossoms all over the mountain, and suddenly said with emotion: "I don't have abdominal muscles anymore, and I am no longer a top-notch person who strictly manages my figure..."

Wanwan just wanted to comfort him, when he heard him talking to himself: "However, the days of decadence are so happy."

Wanwan stared blankly at him: "..."

For a moment, I don't know whether to praise him for his easygoing and good personality, or criticize him for being so salty, he has completely lay flat at the bottom of the pit of life!
The two had just walked under a huge banyan tree, and many people in the village ran to the river to chat after dinner.

However, square dancing has become popular. Even though this is a small village, there are still grandpas and aunts dragging a small movable speaker, playing music under the banyan tree, and dancing in the square.

Wanwan's dance soul came online instantly, like a little mouse jumping into a rice bowl, happily rushing towards the ever-growing square dance team.

Xia Zhihuai wanted to follow, but the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

After seeing Song Juan's call, he immediately connected the phone and walked to the side of the road where the voice was not so noisy.

"Lawyer Song, what's wrong?"

Song Juan: "Star Entertainment agreed to terminate the contract privately, but they came up with a plan."

(End of this chapter)