MTL - Seal Cultivation for Self-Improvement-Chapter 4 Xiaojia Gongzi

"Mother." Xiao Chunmian's gaze suddenly cooled down. "You are sick again."

The woman ignored him, regardless of it, and took his left face is not enough, followed by lifting his slap again, but also want to smoke his right face.

Seeing that his benefactors encountered such a thing in their own home, Yu Qiu naturally could not stand it. But this is the mother of the other party. Yu Qiu is not good at it. He has to rush to stop and let the slap on his arm.

However, since the autumn has not eaten yet, the repair of the refining layer is like a layer of clouds, and it is actually hit by this slap, and it will fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Xiao Chunmian helped him in time.

As a result, this help actually spurred the woman.

"Where is the wild boy!" The woman slammed into the autumn and pointed to Xiaochunmian’s swearing. "Are you running out of the house, is it because you want to be a wild boy? How dare you privately meet a man... What is the body! Xiao's face has been thrown away by you!"

Yu Qiu listened to this shackle and always felt that something was wrong.

Xiao Chunmian didn't take care of her. She only looked up and swept around the family. "Do you see that the lady is sick here? I don't want to bring her back!"

The diners shrink their necks, you see me, I see you, and don't seem to want to provoke this body.

"This is outside, not in the house!" Xiao Chunmian's face was cold again. "My father will soon be back. If you let your father know what is going on today, do you think he will be very happy?"

The family members had to move, and they were pushed forward with Mrs. Xiao’s fists and kicks. This is holding Mrs. Xiao’s left arm, the right arm holding Mrs. Xiao’s, under Mrs. Xiao’s voice. Taking advantage of her picking an unobtrusive trail, she tried to return to Xiaofu all the way.

"Sorry, Xiaoqiu." Xiao Chunmian fell behind, revealing a sly smile. "Today, let you see a joke."

Yu Qiu didn't know what face to use to face the chaos of the other party, so he had to smile.

This sneer, it’s just right for him to install it. Xiao Chunmian thought that he was still ignorant and sighed. He still wanted to say a little more. The lady behind her was swaying, and some of the family members were stunned. Some of them couldn’t help Xiao Chunmian. Go back and not stop.

Xiao Chunmian reluctantly frowned, but Yu Qiu looked at the wound on his face that had just been caught.

Yu Qiu thought, such a beautiful face, if it was ruined by a wound, it would be a pity. He couldn't help but reach out and almost touched the other's face, but he felt that his dirty five fingers really made people look down. He quickly turned and went to find the bucket of water that he had hit yesterday. The hands are well washed.

After washing, the thin, yellow hands are still thin and yellow, but they are clean and tidy.

"Hey... Xiaoqiu..." Xiao Chunmian had been rushing to prepare to bid farewell to him. He couldn’t help but see this scene.

Yu Qiu quickly ran back to him, and stretched out the already cleaned fingers again, and wiped it on Xiaochunmian’s face. Xiao Chunmian only felt that his face was cold, and the wound had not come to feel pain. Yu Qiu had already retreated.

In this seemingly light touch, Yu Qiu tried to gather his soul power at his fingertips and drew a pattern at a very fast speed. This pattern is not a meaningless painting, but it is not a symbol. If there is a monk with the same speciality, you can probably recognize it. This is part of the reincarnation. A very small part can be said to be just a stroke.

The repair of the refining layer in the district is to draw a stroke in the area without materials. It is reasonable to say that there should be no effect at all.

In fact, Xiao Chunmian did not feel a little, and the injury was still the injury.

But this is already the best that can be done in autumn. In such a seemingly simple stroke, it actually embodies the essence of the understanding of Qiu’s understanding for hundreds of years, and it involves his unfinished topic—how to simplify the symbol to the utmost extent when conditions are limited. It only plays the most needed role.

After Yu Qiu’s retreat, it turned out to be another embarrassment. His soul power was originally consumed by half of yesterday's ghost paintings, and there was no rest in the middle. Now the remaining half is consumed by this one. It only feels a headache.

This is a symptom of excessive consumption of the soul. Yu Qiu is not the first experience, and he is ready for psychological preparation.

Xiao Chunmian did not know why, was shocked, and quickly grabbed his hand to make him stand.

Yu Qiu said with a smile, "This should not leave you behind."

Xiao Chunmian glanced, and then followed a smile. "It turns out that Xiaoqiu is really powerful." This is not true, but it will be a child in the fall.

As soon as I went there, Mrs. Xiao was no longer instigated, but began to riot.

Xiao Chunmian sighed and finally stuffed a few pieces of broken silver into the autumn hand. He must use it in the place where he used it, and then he turned and ran to Mrs. Xiao’s side.

Seeing him coming, Mrs. Xiao was really quiet.

Yu Qiu wanted to chase the past and push the silver. As a result, Mrs. Xiao saw that he was like seeing a flood of beasts, and he tried hard to keep him and Xiao Chunmian close. Finally, a family member came over helplessly, and the guests would be willingly Please come back in the autumn.

It seems that the point that I felt when I heard Mrs. Xiao’s yelling was not an illusion. Mrs. Xiao’s defense against autumn is really like being a mother’s anti-wild boy near her own prostitute.

After seeing this pedestrian go away, Yu Qiu’s entire mouth is twitching: What is this called...

Yu Qiu couldn't help thinking: Isn't Xiao Chunmian actually a woman dressed as a man?

Don't say, just look at such a beautiful face, with a gentle name, and with a so smooth personality, this possibility seems to be really small.

Yu Qiu meditated and returned to the house from the yard.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Dafu finally opened the curtain and walked out of the room.

"How?" Yu Qiu asked.

Zhang Dafu frowned and looked at him, apparently very disgusting. However, he was invited by Xiao Chunmian Huanzi, and he was responsible for his own patients. In the end, he was still patient and responsible for the situation. Generally speaking, although the old man had a fever after yesterday’s injury, the injury was only a fuse. The root cause was that the old man was too poor, malnourished, suffocated and ill, and he had been drinking for many years. .

At the end of the day, Dr. Zhang opened a list, saying that although he has already saved the old man back, but the foundation has to be slowly filled, or sooner or later he will get things.

Yu Qiu took over the list, thank you for sending Zhang Dafu out of the door.

Then he licked the broken silver that was caught by Xiao Chunmian. Although Yu Qiu does not want to make too many causes and effects with the same person at one time, he is not an overly stubborn person. Since he couldn’t refuse it, and he really needs a sum of money now, he still has to take it down, remember the amount, and pay back.

Fortunately, the cause and effect of using money is the most easy cause and effect in this world.

Yu Qiu ran the Qianzhuang Village, and in the eyes of everyone, he replaced one of the silver coins given by Xiao Chunmian with a copper coin, and bought a few white-faced steamed buns on the way back.

Shantou ate half and left half. Yu Qiu felt that the whole person was like alive again, and his heart was grateful for Xiaochunmian.

After returning home, Yu Qiu repaired the chair that was broken yesterday, dragged it into the room and placed it on the head of the old man, resting the remaining **** on it. Then I saw the bed that I couldn't see in the autumn. I didn't want to squeeze the old man. I picked a corner and slept with my arm.

His soul power is running low and he needs a rest.

Originally, he should continue to practice refining while resting, and try to integrate the process of refining into all aspects of daily life, but now... wait until the soul is restored.

I felt asleep in the middle of the night, and Yu Qiu was awakened by a screaming voice. He opened his eyes and saw a black shadow bow there, and he was chewing on his back.

Yu Qiu was shocked and quickly jumped up and found that he did not know when he was lying on the bed.

"Autumn?" The black shadow turned back and screamed vaguely.

It turned out that the old man was already awake, and the hoes were being destroyed by black lights.

Yu Qiu was shocked and happy, "Father! Are you okay?" Surprise, Yu Qiu still sighed, he was actually moved to bed and still not awake, it is really alert...

As a result, he shouted out, and the old man was stuck there, and even the scum fell out of his mouth.

After a long while, he asked twitchingly. "What did you just call me?"

"Father... is it right?" Yu Qiu ran.

The voice has not fallen, the old man has taken him in his arms, surprise, inexplicable, "Yes! Father, is the father! Haha... Qiuer, Qiuer, you finally know to call my father!" Later, the old man cried out.

Yu Qiu took a moment, and suddenly there was a sorrow in his heart.

Yu Qiu put his hand behind the old man and patted it.

"Father..." Yu Qiu asked, "I didn't know anything before..."

The old man looked up and looked at Yu Qiu with astonishment, and there were tear marks in his eyes. After a while, he suddenly pushed away in the autumn, and panicked back and forth. "Qiuer, you, is it really autumn?"

Yu Qiu was surprised, "Why not?"

The old man still looked at him with suspicion. "Are you really autumn? No... not someone else?"

Yu Qiu some understand, co-authoring his own old man is to take himself as a win. Ok, this is not to blame the old man. This situation is a bit bizarre. When Yu Qiu just woke up, he almost thought he was a winner.

"If, if you are really someone else, you should tell me directly, you must tell me directly." The old man continued to panic there. "I won't take you, I can't take you." As long as you do, don't pretend to be my autumn..."

Yu Qiu looked at him with a smile and said a long while, then plunged into the arms of the old man.

"Father, it is me." Yu Qiu took the two hands behind the old man. "I woke up, father."

The old man squatted for a long while, then suddenly he would hold tight in the autumn, and suddenly began to cry. I don't know how long it took, the old man still cried a lot, like a child.

He still believed in Yu Qiu easily. How can he really doubt it? This is his son, the son who has been on the tip of his heart since he was a child, the most cherished son who has been resting on the apex of anything. That suspicion, in the final analysis, is because it is too cherished, cherished without a bit of reservation, so a little wind and grass can make him afraid, let alone a big surprise?

At the end, Yu Qiu had to take the back of the old man and help him to keep his breath.

In the intermittent story of the old man, Yu Qiu finally knew his own life.

Sure enough, as Yu Qiu guessed, when he was still very young, he had fallen from the carriage and fell into his head. Since then, Yu Qiu has become a fool of dementia.

Yu Qiu estimated that at that time he should have hurt the gods. This kind of sensational injury can be naturally healed in the process of cultivating the Tao. It is a pity that the past life in the autumn is getting too late, and even never let this father who cherishes himself so much left his mark in his mind. Fortunately, this life is reborn with memories, and he has the opportunity to make up.

The old man went on to say that the day he fell from the carriage with Yu Qiu, and Yu Qiu’s mother.

It doesn't mean that autumn is a mother who I have never seen before, and the old man said something that he cares about.

"It’s not just our family that was ravaged that day." The old man laughed and laughed. "It was too messy... I didn’t even know how to go to the master’s house, and died a little sister and a niece. And his family. Madame Governor, at that time, she went out with her son. Nothing happened. The two who died did not have anything to do with her. After she came back, she was crazy. You said it was strange?"

"Mrs. Zhifu? Crazy?" Yu Qiu frowned, thinking of Xiaochunmian that crazy mother, "What is the name of the prefect?"

Sure enough, the old man replied quickly, "The name is Xiao."

Xiao Chunmian is the child of the prefect? Yu Qiu recalled that the boy who was probably a woman dressed as a man, recalled the exquisite dress of the other person and the face, and the words and demeanor that made him feel like a spring breeze. I think this is not an unexpected answer.

However, Yu Qiu looked at the wall in front of the room, except for the stains, and couldn't help but ask, "What does the relationship between the house and us have?" Why did Xiao Chunmian help them?

The old man smiled narrowly. "I want to know?"

Yu Qiu hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

Then the old man said, "But this is a bit long, and I am a little thirsty now."

"..."

Yu Qiuqiang resisted not turning out a white eye, but slammed into the ground and rushed to the yard to water him.