The Strongest Cultivation Small Farmer

Chapter 88
The more he thought about it, the happier Zhao Xiaofei became. He couldn't help but raised his head and laughed, but it was a hoarse laugh. He was afraid that his laughter would wake Yan Mengjia up, so he didn't make any sound.

The room was air-conditioned, and it might be cold at night, so Zhao Xiaofei covered Yan Mengjia with a quilt, then took a clean quilt and put it on the ground, sat on the quilt, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and took a deep breath. Taking a deep breath, he gently closed his eyes.

Since he was three years old, Zhao Xiaofei has never lay down to sleep, and he meditates every night, practicing the breathing method taught to him by his grandfather.

This peculiar breathing method allows Zhao Xiaofei to absorb the aura of heaven and earth in the air. After the aura enters Zhao Xiaofei's body, it will flow into the dantian through the tendons and transform into an invisible strange energy called true qi.

It was this zhenqi that made Zhao Xiaofei's body very strong, and also allowed his strength to be improved time after time.

woohoo-

Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Xiaofei calmed down, there seemed to be a breeze around him, his clothes and hair were blown up, and there seemed to be a faint colorful mysterious energy in the air.

But these mysterious energies sometimes disappear, if you don’t look carefully, you can see it, but if you look at it with your heart, you can’t see anything, as if these mysterious energies are invisible things, which cannot be seen or touched.

But at this moment, Yan Mengjia, who was already sound asleep, suddenly moved, raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhao Xiaofei, and found that Zhao Xiaofei was sitting there motionless, so he lay down again.

After a few minutes, she looked up at Zhao Xiaofei again, and found that Zhao Xiaofei was still sitting there motionless.

So repeated, a total of five times.

"Your sister, isn't this idiot falling asleep?"

When Yan Mengjia raised his head for the last time, he found that Zhao Xiaofei was still sitting there motionless, so he couldn't help cursing softly.

"This idiot, what an idiot, what an idiot! I pretended to be asleep, but he didn't respond." Yan Mengjia leaned on the pillow, looked at Zhao Xiaofei secretly, and complained softly, "Zhao Xiaofei, you bastard, you bastard, you bastard! A big beautiful woman is lying in front of you, and you are indifferent. Are you a man? Qin Tiancong knows to come after Miss Ben, but you are lucky. You don’t even want Miss Ben lying in front of you, you idiot, idiot, idiot!"

But after thinking about it for a while, Yan Mengjia actually showed a smile again, and said to himself: "Well, but that's okay, he is not tempted in front of women, he is indeed a good man at home. After marrying him, although life is a little bit It's hard, but if two people work together to make money, life will be better, and I believe that marrying Zhao Xiaofei will definitely be happy, because he will risk his life to protect me..."

While talking, Yan Mengjia fell asleep with a smile on her face.

Moreover, she was also smiling in her sleep, as if she was having a sweet dream, and she had completely forgotten about Qin Tiancong and others.

That night, Yan Mengjia slept well, did not have a nightmare, and woke up naturally after sleeping.

When she woke up, it was only seven o'clock, and at this moment Yan Mengjia found that Zhao Xiaofei was punching.

I don't know what kind of boxing method to punch, there is no sound, but the wind is whistling, as if the fist can hurt the air.

"Miss Mengjia, you're finally awake. I've punched for the fifth time." Seeing Yan Mengjia woke up, Zhao Xiaofei put away his fists and said with a smile.

"Call me Miss again?" Yan Mengjia pouted and said unhappily.

"I... I'm used to it, I'll change it, I'll change it." Zhao Xiaofei smiled awkwardly, and said, "Mengjia, I call you Mengjia."

"That's about the same." Yan Mengjia got up, stretched, and suddenly remembered that Zhao Xiaofei was sitting on the ground motionless last night, so she asked, "Xiaofei, let me ask you, did you just sit there last night and fell asleep? "

"That's right! I was meditating while sleeping, and I practiced the breathing method, which is a thousand times better than you lying down and sleeping." Zhao Xiaofei smiled triumphantly.

"Cut~~~! Who would believe it? You won't die from exhaustion sitting and sleeping!" Yan Mengjia rolled her eyes in disbelief.

"It's fine if you don't believe it, it's fine if it works for me anyway." Zhao Xiaofei didn't force it, anyway, he practiced this breathing method since he was a child, and he didn't think about making others believe it.

"Xiao Fei, wait a minute. I'll wash up. Let's go down and have breakfast. I suddenly remembered that I didn't eat last night. I was starving to death." Yan Mengjia walked into the bathroom and began to wash up while talking.

However, what left Zhao Xiaofei speechless was that Yan Mengjia took too long to wash up.

What Zhao Xiaofei could get done in 5 minutes, Yan Mengjia actually spent 10 minutes, a full 10 minutes!

Zhao Xiaofei felt urgent to urinate after waiting.

Fortunately, when Zhao Xiaofei's patience was about to be worn out, Yan Mengjia came out of the bathroom with a ball head tied. This ball head matched with her plump tight dress, she was really a little fairy.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast." After putting on her high heels and taking two breakfast coupons, Yan Mengjia hooked Zhao Xiaofei's arm, and the two walked out of the room.

Zhao Xiaofei's height of 180cm is half a head taller than Yan Mengjia's, and they are a perfect match when they walk together.

What made Yan Mengjia very dissatisfied was that when going out, Zhao Xiaofei also wore a peasant straw hat by the way.

When she came to the restaurant yesterday, Yan Mengjia despised Zhao Xiaofei in her heart because of this little straw hat!
"Xiao Fei, can you not wear this little straw hat? Your clothes are so shabby, and with a pair of flip flops, you are already a bit rustic. Now that you wear this little straw hat, people will think you are even more a Little peasant." Yan Mengjia said as he walked.

"My grandfather gave me this hat, why can't I wear it?" Zhao Xiaofei didn't care so much, and said helplessly, "A farmer is a farmer. Anyway, I am a farmer. What's wrong with being a farmer?"

"I'm not saying farmers are bad, it's just that your dress will make others look down on you." Yan Mengjia explained.

In this big city, dressing up as a farmer will attract the attention of others, and some people especially like to bully, despise and laugh at farmers.

It is a very funny thing to think that farmers are going to the city.

But Zhao Xiaofei sneered, and said: "I don't care about other people's opinions. They can say whatever they want. I don't think there is anything wrong with being a farmer. Being a small farmer is very happy and happy. By the way, Mengjia, if you don't If you like farmers, then you don't have to be with me."

"Who said I don't like peasants!? I just like peasants!" Yan Mengjia blurted out, and just said that I like you, Zhao Xiaofei, and continued, "When I didn't go to the city, I was also a real peasant, oh No, I'm still a farmer now, and my parents and I still have rural household registration!"

(End of this chapter)