In Wu Jun's courtyard, Zou Hai and Master Jinglin were not absent again, and Zou Hai casually talked about what happened last night.

Unexpectedly, Su Haoran was actually Su Liqiang's adopted son. ”

Wu Jun said in his heart, there are many things you can't think of.

However, he didn't want to say much about this, so it was only right to practice more of the Heavenly Breath Technique and make the intermediate peace talisman as soon as possible.

Zou Hai looked at Wu Jun and closed his eyes again, Master Jinglin had already settled down, and felt a little depressed.

Such a big gossip, you didn't even mention a word?

Are you still human?

For the first time, he had a bad feeling that if he continued to stay here, he might die of boredom before his condition worsened.

Forget it, let's go play football, Da Hei and Jasmine have been watching him for a long time.

......

After practicing the Celestial Breath Technique for more than a week, Wu Jun felt that he could try to make an intermediate peace talisman again.

So in the dead of night, he let his heart completely calm down, and once again dropped the carving knife.

The steadiness of the hand and the strong mental power make the carving knife in the hand complete a beautiful turn at a very fast speed.

The first point is complete!

Perfectly round, no more or no less in diameter, just a trace.

Even the most advanced and sophisticated machines in the world are not easy to accomplish.

But the next connection line is the most headache for him.

These lines, which are also only a little wide, are not straight lines, but have a slight curvature, and the slightest deviation will be declared a failure.

After only three lines, he felt his fingers sore and began to tremble slightly.

"Failure!"

Finally, in the fourth arc, the cold voice of the system was heard again.

He lowered the carving knife in his hand.

Judging from the situation just now, the powerful spiritual power obtained from the diligent cultivation of the Celestial Breath Technique was enough to support him in capturing the precise trajectory of the carving knife, and the dexterity of his fingers was also enough to control the strength and direction of the carving knife well.

What is missing now is persistence.

This is a problem.

In order to keep his fingers stable for a longer period of time, he felt that targeted training was needed.

Playing the piano, buying a mechanical keyboard for typing?

He didn't think it worked, these things were all tapping down with his fingers.

Finally he thought of a good thing, the Rubik's Cube.

In the past, when he watched TV, those Rubik's Cube masters restored a scrambled Rubik's Cube in a few seconds, and the speed of his fingers was so fast that it left an afterimage.

Moreover, the Rubik's Cube can not only exercise the fingers, but also the eyesight and brain reflexes.

So he immediately bought a box of third-order Rubik's cubes online.

He felt that if he could restore all these Rubik's cubes in one go at the same speed as on TV, his fingers should be almost perfect.

Zou Hai originally thought that Wu Jun would be able to find someone to chat with if he stopped meditating with his eyes closed, but he found out that Wu Jun, who plunged into the Rubik's Cube, made him more anxious than meditating with his eyes closed.

A third-order Rubik's Cube has been fiddling with for three days, and the finger speed is quite fast, but the colors are still messy, and he is in a hurry.

"Don't you know the formula?" Zou Hai couldn't help it.

"What's the mantra?"

"The mantra for restoring the Rubik's Cube is everywhere on the Internet. ”

"And this good thing?" Wu Jun's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

You didn't ask!

Wu Jun hurriedly found the mantra on the Internet.

Not to mention that having a mantra is different, after reading it, it made him even more confused.

What kind of mantra is this, I can't understand the scriptures recited by the old monk Jinglin.

Is Lao Tzu's IQ really not enough?

But it doesn't matter, it's for the exercise of your fingers anyway, and it's not for a competition, so it doesn't matter if you can't recover.

Zou Hai saw that his ten fingers were almost left with an afterimage, but he just messed around without a head and couldn't look at it anymore.

Let's go play football for a while, or he's going to have a heart attack if he sits here.

......

Su Haoran hasn't slept well in the past few days.

It's been more than 20 years, and when I met my biological father for the first time, this matter would be like him, and anyone would be like him who couldn't sleep at night.

He felt that no matter what, Wang Zhengfu was his father, and no matter what reason he gave him away, the past was also in the past.

And he has lived a good life over the years, he has not suffered hardship, he has not been tired, and he has nothing to complain about.

In a few days, his biological mother will also come over, and he plans to buy a house first, and when they are free, they can come to the city and have a place to stay, and give some living expenses every month.

He felt that this was the only way for the time being, after all, he was also in the development stage now, and his money was also tight.

Once he had made up his mind, he began to look for a house and finally chose a good hardcover house.

Although his family has a lot of real estate, it has nothing to do with him, and this is the first time he has owned his own property.

Because it is cash, the agent's side is very efficient, and the key will be handed over to him in a few days, and he will be notified that he can move in, and he will be able to get the real estate certificate after more than half a month.

And at this time, Wang Zhengfu came again, this time he brought Su Haoran's own mother, He Jiangqun.

Compared with Wang Zhengfu, He Jiangqun looks older, dresses more rusticly, his face is full of wrinkles, and his temples are also weathered.

Seeing Su Haoran, mother and son recognized each other, He Jiangqun cried silently.

"Okay, okay, what are you crying about?" Wang Zhengfu said a little unhappily, "This is a happy event and not a funeral, I knew this way, so I wouldn't have brought you here." ”

He Jiangqun immediately stopped crying and wiped away his tears.

Su Haoran took them to lunch first, and then took them to the new house.

"You bought us a house in the city?" He Jiangqun was frightened when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "No, no, we have a house to live in, what house do we want you to buy! If your parents find out, they will definitely be unhappy." ”

"Mom, it's okay," Su Haoran said, "I used my own money to buy the house." ”

"Don't buy it, we're used to living in the countryside......"

"I said you, why are you so verbose?" Wang Zhengfu interrupted her and said, "My son wants to buy us a house, that's his heart." Besides, if you buy a house now and you don't lose money, maybe the price will increase in a few years, so what's wrong with treating it as an investment?"

was scolded by her husband, and He Jiangqun didn't dare to say it anymore.

The new house has been thoroughly cleaned by the housekeeping company, and the whole room is clean and neat.

Su Haoran took them to a nearby supermarket, bought them bedding and some clothes, and bought all the daily necessities.

The three of them were busy all afternoon, and finally settled down.

After Su Haoran left, Wang Zhengfu turned on the huge TV on the wall and slumped comfortably on the sofa.

He never dreamed that Su Haoran would be so generous to them, such a big house, at least, it would be worth a hundred or hundreds of thousands, and he would buy it when he said it.

And the pocket money is also very generous, and it is thousands of dollars to take.

is not like Zhang Yi's stingy thief mother-in-law, who used to give him only 3,000 yuan a month, like sending a flower child.

At that time, when Su Liqiang asked someone to tell him that Su Haoran would definitely be good to them, he was still a little unconvinced.

After all, although they are biological parents, they have never seen each other since they were born, and most of them have no feelings.

Who knows that this son still has a bit of a conscience.

If he knew that this was the case, he would have come to him a long time ago, so why wait for Su Liqiang to find someone to inform him.

But it's not too late.

He opened a box of cigarettes that Su Haoran bought for him, and lit them up.

Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi, do you think that if you don't give me money, I can't help it?

From now on, Lao Tzu will enjoy pure blessings.

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