Li Jun burned the fire: "Grandma Yu, do you think it's cooked?" It's so fragrant. ”

The mother-in-law didn't know and asked, "Girl, come and see." ”

Leisurely washed his hands and pressed, soft and not collapsing, took out one to dry, broke it and saw that it was cooked: "It's ready to come out of the pot." ”

took out the grate to dry the steamed buns, and ate them one by one, the entrance was soft, with a slight sweet taste and a wheat fragrance.

They were all amazed, and said that the food sold in the town was not so delicious.

I thought about selling steamed buns leisurely, but I didn't want to bother with it. If you really want to sell it, you have to have a man and a face, it's very tiring.

Steamed two pots, took out a few and put them in the kitchen, and the others were put into the leisure room, and someone came to see that it was not good.

After that, he began to refine oil, and was attracted by the fragrance of several women, who said sour words when they saw Li Jun burning the fire.

Leisurely and impatient to deal with people, and not interested in knowing who is who, so he went back to the house.

The sky was slightly dark, the vegetables were fried, and a few people ate fragrant steamed buns.

It's better than what you eat during the New Year, white flour steamed buns and fried meat, Li Jun feels that he has lived in vain before, and he has to follow the little proprietor all his life, with meat to eat and money to spend.

The people of Buzhuang took advantage of the fact that it was not dark, and drove the carriage to deliver the things, and the things were put into the yard and left in a hurry.

The courtyard door was closed, the oil lamp was turned on, and several people moved their things into the mother-in-law's room, and Li Jun said goodbye and left.

The mother-in-law looked at the pile of fabrics full of Dengdeng, touched and touched, and the old man had never worn fine cotton since he left the army, and now he was blessed with a girl.

Seeing that her mother-in-law wanted to cry, she hurriedly handed over three taels of silver: "Mother-in-law, life will get better and better in the future." Look at how beautiful this goose yellow cloth is, I must be envious of a bunch of people when I wear it. ”

The mother-in-law smiled with disgust: "It doesn't look good, it's expensive to die, you keep the silver yourself, I know you've always wanted to find your relatives, you are now, the idea is getting bigger and bigger, it's inconvenient not to believe in the silver." ”

If you really don't accept it, you won't give it, anyway, you're there, you won't go anywhere at home, and you'll take it out when you use it.

"Don't stay up late at night to make clothes, and don't take it home in the future, leave the silver to me."

"Well, listen to you, mother-in-law just enjoy the blessings,"

"Then I'll go back to the room first, go to bed early, you are my dependence, you can't burn your body." Leisurely got up and said.

The mother-in-law looked at the leisurely helplessly: "Go ahead, it's really more verbose than my old man." ”

When he returned to the room, he flashed to the thatched hut, and the grass ball flew over with a corn in his arms.

You're really curious, how such a small body can hold corn so many times larger than it.

The grass ball burped: "Master, persimmons are so delicious, and corn is also delicious." ”

Leisurely speechless: "Can you eat?" ”

Kudanzi said incredulously: "Why can't I eat anymore, I haven't seen food in years." ”

What can you say about leisure? Touch your nose and don't care about it anymore.

After entering the house, he picked up the qi and said, "You can play by yourself, don't eat it up, I'll study how to cultivate." ”

It says that you need to wash the marrow of the scriptures and wash out the spiritual root in order to practice, doesn't the spiritual water have this effect? I took the book to the Linglong Lotus Pond, thinking about whether to drink it or soak it, and there was no bucket, so forget it or go clubbing. Why is there no lotus in the lotus pond, the thought flashed.

It is said that washing the meridian can hurt people to death, and I doubt that I can hold on, and I am a little retreated, in case I burp again, it seems that I am a little lost, and it is impossible to give up.

Cultivating immortals, according to legend, if you give up this opportunity, you will be beaten to death.