When Lin Xifeng returned to the Lin Mansion, Liu Lian'er was still embroidering in the house, he didn't come into the house to disturb her, and put the pig blood and the remaining copper coins in the room, and she would see it when she was cooking.

Back in his side room, Lin Xifeng closed the door, put the toothbrush on the Zhu case, and began to practice white fighting.

Carrying the moon on both shoulders, picking up fish on dry land, and abducting meteors...... All kinds of white fighting movements were played by Lin Xifeng very smoothly, and the ball seemed to have become a part of his body, and the ball fell in his heart, without any distance, like dancing a gorgeous dance without accompaniment.

It's just half an hour later, Lin Xifeng is almost familiar with the characteristics of this bow, and his grasp of strength and skill has improved a lot, and there is no problem in playing for five minutes, and he can basically win Cheng Bocheng.

Fang was shocked by the old man's ball skills, but in fact, it was just that Lin Xifeng had just come into contact with this bow of the Song Dynasty, and he was basically in a state of rustiness.

If the old man was allowed to see Lin Xifeng's white fighting skills at this time, he might be excited to jump in place, and then soar into the sky, breaking a small hole in the sky.

Despite this, Lin Xifeng still did not relax and continued to practice hard.

The sun was floating due south, and it was ten o'clock at noon.

Lin Xifeng threw Ju on the bed, raised his shirt and wiped the sweat on his head, he was almost 100% sure of winning Cheng Bocheng, he knew very well that Cheng Bocheng's white fighting skills were good, and it was good to be able to last a minute, but in his practice this afternoon, there was only one mistake that didn't last a minute.

Green smoke was overflowing from the room, and it was forced to squeeze into Lin Xifeng's side room through the crack in the door, and the non-stop coughing sound of the willow curtain kept coming.

Lin Xifeng knew that Liu Lian'er was preparing lunch, so he didn't bother her, he sat on the bed and pondered for a while, he was thinking about bringing some things back to modern times to sell, many things that were inconspicuous in the Northern Song Dynasty were antiques when they were brought to modern times, and their value was needless to say.

But now Lin Xifeng is penniless, he doesn't even have any starting funds, he paced in the house for a while, Lin Xifeng's eyes stopped on the porcelain cup for tea, although Lin Xifeng sold everything that could be sold at home, but fortunately, he still kept his cup for drinking water.

This porcelain cup is like a small pot, only the size of a fist, with a lid on it, which is snow-white, Lin Xifeng couldn't help but play with the porcelain cup for a while, and has made a decision in his heart to bring this porcelain cup back to modern times tomorrow to sell.

Lin Xifeng opened the door and just saw Liu Lian'er coughing out of the room, holding pig blood soup in her hand. Lin Xifeng frowned, she coughed as soon as she smelled the smoke, it must be a problem with her lungs.

Fortunately, pig blood can not only replenish blood, but also have a chemical reaction with dust and harmful substances that invade the body, excrete harmful substances from the body, and indirectly achieve the purpose of washing the lungs, which has some benefits to the body of Liu Lian'er.

On the table, a bowl of pig's blood soup, a plate of fried vegetables, two bowls of brown rice, no meat.

Liu Lian'er never took the initiative to tell Lin Xifeng that there was no meat at home, as long as he saw that there was a shortage of vegetables or meat on the dining table, he would naturally buy it. This is the only tacit understanding left between the husband and wife, and Liu Lian'er has always cherished it very carefully in her heart.

Still as usual, Liu Lian'er didn't move her chopsticks, just sat opposite Lin Xifeng, quiet like a bird, watching him eat.

From last night to now, Lin Xifeng has not murdered her again, and has not beaten her again, which makes Liu Lian'er very happy, and even has left Lin Xifeng behind the fact that he took her as a bet.

Lin Xifeng ate very quickly, this was the fastest meal he had eaten from his previous life to this life, it only took a minute before and after, after dropping the chopsticks, he did not look up, but ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Drink the pig blood soup, I don't like to eat it." ”

Liu Lian'er wanted to ask, why did Xianggong buy it if he didn't like to eat pig blood? But she still didn't dare to ask, she had been using humility to fulfill his domineering.

Seeing that Liu Lian'er was struggling to drink a bowl of pig's blood soup, Lin Xifeng suddenly felt a little self-blame, he found that he seemed to have done something wrong with good intentions, and he really didn't know how Liu Lian'er's slender body could pour such a big bowl of soup.

Of course, the willow curtain that put down the big bowl felt very supportive, although most of the stomach was full of soup, it was the fullest meal she had eaten in more than a year, she really didn't want to move, she wanted to lie on the bed to eliminate food, and then quietly watched Xianggong clean up the table, this warm scene did appear, it was in her dream.

Liu Lian'er sighed softly in her heart, covered her swollen lower abdomen, and struggled to stand up and prepare to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, when she suddenly heard Lin Xifeng's words.

"Go to bed and continue to tattoo your Su embroidery, a little more, I need to exchange it for money." Lin Xifeng ordered expressionlessly, and then said: "Don't wash the dishes at home in the future, you really don't wash them, and there are oil stains on them." ”

It is precisely because she is afraid that Lin Xifeng will not be satisfied, she has to wash each bowl at least four times, how can there be oil stains on it? Liu Lian'er was very puzzled.

Ignoring the somewhat dazed willow curtains in the room, Lin Xifeng walked out of the room with four bowls, and now he seems to have only this to do.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the sun was about to set, Liu Lian'er found that today's time passed quickly, so fast that she was caught off guard, in a blink of an eye, it was much closer to the gambling time of Xianggong and Cheng Bocheng, Liu Lian'er quickly accelerated the speed of embroidery, she felt that her time was running out.

Outside the room, a faint fragrance suddenly came, although Liu Lian'er was not hungry, but the fragrance still hooked her stomach without saying anything.

Liu Lian'er picked up the Su embroidery, stabbed as she walked, and came to the door of the room.

Lin Xifeng was baking cakes in the room, the ingredients of the Song Dynasty were relatively monotonous compared to modern times, he could only try his best to make the recipe, at this time in his heart, he had already added some more things that he brought back to the Song Dynasty - all kinds of seasonings, his cooking skills were so good, naturally these things were indispensable.

When he looked up, the pretty figure of the willow curtain met his eyes.

Lin Xifeng suddenly found that he was actually a little at a loss, it was an emotional fluctuation that was not under his control, but then he calmed down, what happened to Lao Tzu as her father-in-law next time in the stove room? Could it be that this house has become her private domain?

But as soon as his thoughts turned, Lin Xifeng smiled bitterly in his heart, didn't he? This room is basically the exclusive area of Liu Blind, and for more than a year, he has never visited the room privately.

The baked cakes in the pot were burned, and the smell of paste in the room, Lin Xifeng hurriedly shoveled the cakes out of the pot, and he suddenly understood why the willow curtain in the morning fried the vegetables, and he felt very empathy at this time.

"Xianggong, you ......" Liu Lian'er was surprised as if she had seen a demon, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously, so she had to suppress her emotions as much as possible.

"I was hungry, but seeing that you were embroidering, I thought about asking you to prick more and exchange some copper coins for me, so I didn't let you cook." Lin Xifeng was indeed hungry, he didn't eat anything at noon, and left it all to Liu Lian'er.

"Oh...... cough cough ......" As soon as she smelled the smoke, Liu Lian'er couldn't hold back and coughed.

"Oh what? Hurry back to the side room to tattoo your embroidery, don't get in my way! Listening to Liu Lian'er's cough, Lin Xifeng frowned slightly. He was really worried about her body, if he really got a serious illness such as lung cancer, even if he could go back to modern times and bring some medicines, he wouldn't be able to save her, cancer can't be cured by taking medicine.

Seeing Lin Xifeng frowning, as if she was going to be angry, Liu Lian'er didn't dare to stay here anymore, hung her head and quickly moved out, and returned to the side room where Su Xiu tattooed her.

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