Song Yiyi never complains, and it is her consistent practice to go up in the face of difficulties. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info she lay on the kang and listened quietly.

Song Zemin said word by word: "The shortest six years, the longest eighteen years." And it took you less than ten days!"

Song Yiyi didn't want to give her father the illusion that she was very powerful: "I started practicing, and I was directly promoted to the middle grade level within three days." But I think it's a credit to the little jade cake......"

Shi Fengzhu, who had been listening to the conversation between the father and daughter, also joined in encouraging his daughter: "Yiyi, that little jade cake must have merged with you! Therefore, your starting point will be higher than others! Then, it will also help you in the next stages!"

"Also, you can see through other people's real thoughts, your five senses are very keen, and the speed of wound recovery is extremely amazing, these skills are no worse than space!"

"There is no aura, spiritual spring, or elixir in our space, and it has nothing to do with cultivating immortals. Usually it plays the role of providing food or medicinal herbs and storing items. So, Yiyi, this space is not as amazing as we heard before, you don't have it, don't be frustrated!"

Song Yiyi listened to her father and mother for so long, and knew that they were really worried about themselves. She is not really a thirteen-year-old child, how can she make her parents feel uneasy: "I thought that my portable jade cake and your two pieces were on the same piece of jade, then, you can all have your own small space, and I can too!"

"No, I'm sorry, but if I don't, I won't be unhappy forever. Dad and Mom can have it, it's already a great creation, and it's too late for me to be happy!"

"When I came here, I had already made up my mind that my whole family must be happy and safe all my life! This is my obsession and the motivation for my future study and life!"

"So, father, mother, you don't need to say any more, I'm really fine! Okay, okay, you should collect the grain, you should catch the fish, prepare more food for ourselves! I'm in the period of physical development now, so I must keep adequate nutrition and rest!"

Song Zemin and Shi Fengzhu listened, their daughter's relieved tone and the last ridiculous words, they looked at each other in the dark, they were very relieved, their daughter has always been so understanding!

Song Yiyi ran the Jade Maiden Recipe Cycle for another week, and clearly experienced the benefits of the second-grade grade. She heard the words of the daughter-in-law, who was separated from her own family, afraid of waking up the children, and whispered to her husband because her in-laws asked for money, and heard the sound of bare branches swaying on the poplar trees at the intersection where the north wind blew more than 100 meters away.

She opened her eyes and looked around the room, almost the same as what she saw during the day. When I saw a drop of oil hanging on the corner of the kang table standing on the wall, I smiled and thought that the boy was careless, and it must have been leaked when my brother wiped the table.

Song Yiyi was quite satisfied with her night vision and hearing, and closed her eyes and fell asleep happily.

At six o'clock, before dawn, the wake-up call of the troops sounded on time. Song Yiyi frowned slightly, she didn't go to bed until after midnight, and she slept less than six hours. Even if you get up now, you won't be out of energy.

However, when I came here, I hadn't been in bed yet! In her own home, with her father, mother, and brother by her side, Song Yiyi fell asleep again very down-to-earth.

With a willful smile on the delicate little face, the three people who made the bird get up quietly couldn't help but smile dotingly.

It is worth mentioning that because of the opening of his own space, Song Zemin energetically harvested five acres of rice, five acres of apples, pears, peaches, grapes, and oranges in the space last night, which directly led to the exhaustion of all his lowly first-level spiritual power.

Song Zemin ran the Hanyi Treasure Book in the space for a while before he recovered all his mental power, but unexpectedly found that his mental power had increased!

Clever as a fox, he soon discovered the secret! Then, he began to use his mental power in the processing room to hull rice, squeeze the juice of grapes, and make wine in jars.

These fine manipulations require more mental power, Song Zemin has exhausted his mental power three times, and then recovered, and when these tasks are completed, his mental power has reached the second-level standard!

When Song Zemin withdrew his spiritual power from the space, his body still received it with his original memory, and this time it was a level of spiritual power, driving the true qi in his body to burst out in an instant!

Song Zemin had to run the Hanyi Treasure Book again before he calmed down his spiritual power, and his body and spiritual power fused together again. He is still far from the level of inward vision, but he has already faintly felt that the culprit that makes him unable to sit and walk is a small blood clot!

When the true qi in the body was violently discharged before, this small blood clot was brought to the Zushao Yin and Kidney Meridian at the base of the right leg and thigh. Song Zemin was afraid for a while, if this small blood clot was carried up to his back or head at that time, then he would not be paralyzed or simply become a fool!

When Song Zemin got up in the morning, he didn't alarm the others, he still sat on the kang, cautiously thinking that he could tell his family only after reconfirming, so as not to make people happy.

Song Zi'an had already taken his belongings and went out for a run. After his morning run, he just stopped by the cafeteria to buy breakfast.

Shi Fengzhu went to the study, cut the red paper, and then found the brush, inkstone, and ink strip and placed them on the table. Calmly grinding ink, lifting the pen, on a waste newspaper, wrote more than ten words, after regaining the feeling, completed the couplet and blessing in one go!

Shi Fengzhu made a paste with black flour, and saw that the sky outside was already bright, so he went directly to the courtyard gate to paste the blessing characters and couplets. Then, the door of the house and the door of the small warehouse were pasted with the word "Fu".

Just in time for Song Zi'an to come back with breakfast, he shouted as soon as he entered the house: "Mom, the couplets and blessing characters posted by our family were written by you, the words are beautiful, and the content is good! Spring is full of joyful songs in the world, and the blessings are beaming, and the five blessings are all over the world! There are new ideas and literary brilliance!"

Song Yiyi, who woke up leisurely, heard Song Zi'an's excited voice, stood up, and said to Shi Fengzhu, who was putting the kang table, "Mom, did you write Zhao Ti?"

Shi Fengzhu looked at her daughter's red face and reminded: "Yiyi, hurry up and put on the little padded jacket, don't catch a cold!" Then, he replied: "Yes, I used Zhao Mengfu's regular script." ”