Chapter 157: Building the Foundation

"Xiaohong, come, your watermelon aunt has been cut for you, or you can eat it and leave, it's still a little hot this day, it's not easy to bring."

When Su Meihua came out, she took a pot of cut watermelon. Don't really say it, the melons planted by the old man of the Hong family are good.

At this time, the watermelons are out of season, and some of them are already ripe and hollow, because the weather is gradually getting cooler.

But the melons planted by the old man of the Hong family are still good, the melon pulp looks very bright in color, and the melon seeds are neatly arranged, which is very refreshing at a glance and makes people very appetizing.

Hong Zhiyong was originally looking for an excuse to come to see Su Aihua, so naturally it was impossible for him to eat the melon alone.

Immediately greeted Su Meihua and Zhou Liping to eat.

"Auntie, I can't eat so much by myself, you and Aunt Zhou both eat a little, it's not anything, and the home-grown ones are not expensive."

There is a reason why you should bring a watermelon.

After all, their family has nothing to do with the Su family now, and he has nothing to do with Su Aihua, and the gift is heavy, but it seems that their Hong family is compulsive. Because Hong Zhiyong has a life-saving grace for Su Aihua.

On the contrary, I brought a melon, it is not rare to grow it at home, and it is from the villagers, it is okay to eat it, and the Su family will not take it too seriously.

is also this reason, Su Meihua didn't be polite to him, and took one with Zhou Liping, and Hong Zhiyong hurriedly took another one and handed it to Su Huqing.

"Thank you."

"No, no!" Hong Zhiyong scratched his head, subconsciously went to see Su Aihua again, and then handed it to Su Aihua, "I don't want it, I don't like to eat melons." ”

Su Aihua refused in one bite.

Su Meihua dismantled the stage on the side, "Why don't you like to eat, don't you like to eat watermelon very much?" ”

Su Aihua's fair face turned red all of a sudden, and Hong Zhiyong was stunned.

In this era, children's snacks are not much, in the summer hot weather, the greatest happiness is to pick a melon in the ground, put it in the well water for a day, and wait for the evening to eat after cutting the melon, the family eats separately, sweet and cool.

How could Su Aihua not like it?

There are also small melons, and children like to dig and eat them with spoons, and they can make watermelon lanterns after eating...... Su Aihua lived in the Zhang family when she was a child, and Mrs. Zhang didn't treat her granddaughter well, so she naturally wouldn't give them good food.

Su Aihua's biggest joy every day when he was a child was to go to his grandmother's house to eat watermelon, and he couldn't wait to run to Su's house every day.

How could you not like it?

For this, when Mrs. Zhang was there, she reprimanded her for not loving her granddaughter, and she didn't allow her granddaughter to go to Su's house to eat.

Outsiders will think that she abused her granddaughter and refused to give her food.

In fact, whether it is abuse or not, whether there is no food, Mrs. Zhang herself knows very well. Su Aihua was forced to be ruthless, so he blushed, turned his head and went into the back room without looking back.

Su Meihua glanced at her daughter, then at Hong Zhiyong, and couldn't help but sigh, "Zhiyong, Aihua ......"

"No, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry Aunt I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for her, anyway, my family will also open a store in the county in the future, I will come often in the future, you and Aunt Zhou don't bother me."

Hong Zhiyong didn't want to stay long, so as not to embarrass Su Meihua.

As soon as he left, Su Meihua sighed with her younger sister Zhou Liping, "Hey, what a good child, why can't Aihua figure it out?" ”

Zhou Liping also sighed, it was hard to say anything, but when she thought of Su Aihua, she unconsciously thought of her daughter, and her daughter was so capable now that she didn't know if she could find a suitable son-in-law in the future.

She doesn't know if she can be a grandmother in her life......

All of a sudden, it was far away......

At this time, Su Bangyue, who was nagged by her mother, was on a mountain dozens of kilometers away, and although the aura on this mountain was also very thin, it was much better than the county seat. Su Bangyue ordered Wang Yuzhen and Huang Xiangu to protect the Dharma for themselves.

Begin to build the foundation.

It may be that Su Bangyue's state of mind is enough, and she has also experienced it in her previous life, so although the process is a little more difficult because the aura is too thin.

However, with the blessing of the golden light of merit, the foundation was successfully built. As soon as Su Bangyue succeeded in building the foundation, the two natal magic weapons in the sea of knowledge moved, and the cracks on the magic weapons also recovered a few points.

Smooth as ever.

Su Bangyue's divine sense came into contact with the magic weapon, and the two magic weapons responded positively to her.

Su Wanyue pursed her lips and smiled, her figure seemed to be a little taller, and the clothes that originally fit seemed a little narrow all of a sudden.

A pair of eyes emitted a faint purple light, and her cultivation had not yet converged, Wang Yuzhen felt a huge pressure, as if as long as she had a little rebellious mind, she would be gone!

Wang Yuzhen was frightened, and her tone became more respectful.

"Congratulations to the master for improving his strength!"

Wang Yuzhen, as Su Bangyue's ghost servant, can intuitively feel the improvement of her strength, and she is more and more jealous of her.

However, after becoming a ghost servant, Wang Yuzhen knew that the stronger Su Bangyue's strength was, the better it would be for her.

Huang Xiangu didn't dare to look at Su Bangyue now.

Seeing that the purple light in the little girl's eyes slowly dissipated, and the breathtaking momentum on her body slowly retracted, she dared to raise her eyes to look at her, "Senior, beg my predecessor to accept me as an apprentice!" ”

Huang Xiangu didn't know who Su Bangyue was, on the surface, she was a little girl, and it was the little fool of the Su family who returned to normal.

But after being with Su Bangyue for a long time, Huang Xiangu knew that Su Bangyue was definitely not an ordinary person, although they were masters and apprentices on the surface, and she was a master, and the little girl was an apprentice.

But Huang Xiangu knows very well in her heart, what kind of master is she? The little girl is just because she is young, so she needs a master on the surface.

When she grows up, she won't have anything to do with herself. If you don't take the opportunity to apprentice now, grab this little girl, and when she grows up, there will really be nothing to do with her.

Huang Xiangu's idea was right, there was nothing wrong at all.

When Su Bangyue grew up and left this small county, she could say that her master was low-key and unwilling to let people know, so she could create the image of a hermit master.

And she is the master disciple of the hermit master.

As for who this hermit master is, the devil knows...... No one cares.

Su Bangyue raised her hand to help her, Huang Xiangu found that she couldn't kneel, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she looked up at Su Bangyue in confusion.

"You don't have a master-apprentice relationship with me, and you can't learn my exercises."

Su Bangyue's explanation seems straightforward and indifferent, but it is also true.

Immortal cultivators practice against the sky, but they are also the darlings of heaven and earth, and only one out of thousands of people has the qualification of spiritual root.

Without a spiritual root, you can't cultivate. At least, among the people Su Wanyue has been in contact with so far, apart from herself, she has not found a second person with cultivation talent.

"However, you can be a registered disciple, and I will teach you the methods of Xuanmen."

Huang Xiangu went from great sorrow to great joy, but in a moment.