This world is not a world that can be cultivated, the aura between heaven and earth is thin and almost nothing, if it weren't for Yin Shuangshuang's spiritual power being strong enough, he wouldn't be able to gather these thin aura at all.

Yin Shuangshuang lay on the bed and concentrated on attracting the aura in the air into his body, looking as if he was asleep.

At dinner, Wang didn't dare to disturb his daughter when he saw that he was asleep, Yin Shuangshuang's sleep quality had always been bad in the past, and it was rare to sleep so soundly, so Wang wanted to let his daughter sleep more.

At the dinner table, Wang looked at Zhao's cannibalistic eyes, and picked up a piece of Sanhe noodle steamed bun mixed with a little white flour.

After that, he used a bowl to fill a small bowl of stewed vegetables with clear soup and little water, all of which were picked with vegetable leaves, which Wang took and left for Yin Shuangshuang.

For Wang's daughter-in-law, Zhao was also helpless, she scolded Wang's left ear and right ear to listen to it completely distracted, and in the end, she was angry with Wang's heartless appearance.

When she was angry and wanted to beat her, the Wang family could cry and shout for help all over the village, and her unfilial son followed the whole village to cry and howl to plead with his daughter-in-law, as if she was a wicked mother-in-law who abused her daughter-in-law.

So far, Zhao has learned that it is not a big deal, just open and close his eyes, and he should not see.

Only when you are really angry will you scold, although every time I look at Wang's hippie smiling face and hob meat, I am even more angry.

Zhao doesn't speak, Hu is not looking for trouble, and Hu's two daughters are even quieter like invisible people.

The Zhao family is patriarchal, and the Hu family is not far behind, the daughters are all money-losers, and it is a gift to let them eat at the table.

Feng's dinner table has always been not much to eat, the entire Yin family is only the third of them has a lot of private rooms, there is money, she has prepared all kinds of snacks in her house all year round, and she can eat small stoves in private.

Therefore, Feng Shi looked down on Wang's appearance of treating these crude foods as treasures.

Wang didn't take Feng's eyes to heart, and filled his stomach as quickly as possible.

When Wang finished eating, Yin Zheng also got off the table with a bowl of egg soup in his hand.

Egg soup is only eaten by men, so there is no such dish on the table on the women's side.

There are quite a lot of eggs in the soup in Yin Zheng's hand, mainly because the eggs are very broken.

Zhao used two eggs to make a big pot of egg soup.

Yin Zheng served egg soup to his daughter before he started eating, and he specially dried it, so Yin Cheng was still dissatisfied and chewed the words to sarcastically mock Yin Zheng.

Yin Zheng didn't even look at him, he didn't hear it at all, and he took care of himself and made a bowl of egg soup before letting go.

Later, when he ate it, he made a bowl of egg soup, but when Yin Cheng ate it, there were not many eggs in the soup, and the angry old man Yin dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

Yin Zheng was unaffected, sucking egg soup and eating Sanhe noodles steamed buns very comfortably.

Wang and Yin Zheng went back after eating, Yin Shuangshuang was still sleeping, Wang reached out and touched Yin Shuangshuang's forehead, making sure that Yin Shuangshuang was not sleeping because he was sick, but really sleeping and did not disturb Yin Shuangshuang.

In the past few days, her daughter's body has become more and more weak, and she has not slept well for several days, Wang and Yin Zheng hesitated for a long time, and did not ask Yin Shuangshuang to get up.

Until Yin Shuangshuang woke up in the middle of the night, Wang, who had been paying attention to her, immediately woke up, took the warm egg soup on the small stove in the outhouse and let Yin Shuangshuang drink it.

This small stove was made by Yin Zheng alone to cook medicine and hot rice for his daughter, Yin Shuang's body is poor, he can't eat much in one meal, and he is hungry not long after eating.

In order to let her daughter eat at any time, Yin Zheng withstood the pressure of Old Man Yin and Zhao's family, and built this small stove.

Yin Shuangshuang drank the egg soup, lay on the bed and continued to use her mental power to capture the spiritual temperature to nourish her body, and now the physical fitness of this weak chicken really makes her very unaccustomed.

The force value Yin Shuangshuang is not delusional, but at least don't be like this, you can't even walk a few steps, and a good person can lie down every day.

After tossing like this all night, the aura that Yin Shuangshuang gathered was still very thin, but it had improved her current physical condition.

Although there is not much improvement, at least I can walk on the ground and no longer have to continue to lie in bed all day.

Early the next morning, Yin Shuangshuang continued to weave various headdress patterns with gold thread, and by the way, asked her father Yin Zheng to help her get some wicker.

Yin Shuangshuang used these wickers to weave a jewelry box, divided into several layers, containing various headdress patterns she had woven with gold thread.

Because of his bad heart and inability to exercise, Yin Shuangshuang simply spent all his time on braiding gold threads and did not waste time exercising.

Anyway, she can gather a little aura every day, although she can't regulate her body well, Yin Shuangshuang doesn't ask for too much, as long as she can keep her alive and maintain her mobility, she will be satisfied.

Such a busy day flies, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and Yin Shuangshuang, who is busy every day, has compiled hundreds of pattern jewelry.

Yin Shuangshuang asked her father Yin Zheng to get her a bunch of smooth and round wooden hairpins, which were as smooth as chopsticks, except for a flat head without any patterns.

These simple wooden hairpins were very cheap, and Yin Zheng bought a handful of them back for five copper coins.

Yin Shuangshuang tied and fixed the flowers he had braided on the hairpin, and the hairpins made of golden characters were golden and not inferior to those made of gold at all.

During this time, Yin Zheng and Wang both knew that their daughter was weaving all kinds of beautiful headdresses with gold thread, but they didn't know how much Yin Shuangshuang had made.

There is a lot of work in the house, even if Yin Zheng and Wang like to be lazy, they will still do the work well.

Just doing these jobs will take more than half of the time of the two people, and the rest of the time is lazy and has to be carried out under the noses of Old Man Yin and Zhao.

Anyway, it is impossible for two people to be really idle, and the only people in the whole family who can be idle are Yin Cheng and Feng.

Because they are very busy, Yin Zheng and Wang really don't know what shocking good things their baby daughter has made.

When the two of them saw Yin Shuangshuang open the jewelry storage box she had made with wicker edges, and looked at the box with a bed full of golden hairpins, the first reaction of the two people was where did their daughter get so much gold!

Dazzled by the golden color, it took a while for the two of them to react, this thing is made of gold thread in the golden thread grass.

Although they figured it out, the eyes of the two people still couldn't take their eyes off the golden hairpin, which was too good to be real.

If you don't pick it up and smell the unique fragrance of goldenrod, and you don't have the texture of gold to the touch, no matter how you look at it, it's a hairpin made of gold, or the kind with particularly exquisite craftsmanship.