"If you know that you don't earn enough to give, you are willing to use all your money to provide for your children in the future. Su Wen's mother-in-law thought that the children would be allowed to drink jade soup for nothing every day, but Hu Bugui was unwilling to do so, so she took the blame first.

Hu Bugui smiled and said, "You misunderstood, I mean you made a mistake in cashing out this little thing as a fairy pearl." ”

"In the future, I will give the children a bowl of Shiyu soup every day, even if it is on your account and mine, I am responsible for providing Tongcao, so you can let them drink openly, and you have to help you do some chores in this store, so don't let them develop the habit of eating and drinking for nothing." ”

Su Wen's mother-in-law was overjoyed when she heard this, and suddenly bowed down and said: "Xianjun is grateful for this kind act, I am grateful to Qingqiu, please accept the old body." ”

"Ouch, why are you still kneeling, I can't stand it, get up quickly. ”

Hu Bugui hurriedly stepped forward to help Su Wen's mother-in-law up, and said: "That is the case, those children who are listening to the class today have not drunk the soup yet, you give me some jade and spring water, and I will bring them over and let the red flame cook fresh." ”

"Okay, the old body is ready. Su Wen's mother-in-law got him a big bag of food jade and a bucket of mountain springs, and Hu Bugui put them all into the dagger space, asked to understand the direction, and walked towards the old apricot tree in the back mountain.

The scenery of Qingqiu is not as beautiful as the two immortal mountains of Yuanqiao Daiyu, but it is also empty, it may have experienced the baptism of war, the vegetation is relatively scarce, and there are many small saplings that have been replanted in recent years.

The old apricot tree is like a cover, the shade area is half an acre, a group of small dolls from short to tall, neatly sit in the shade of the tree and listen carefully, each child has a bamboo dustpan in front of it, which contains the sand for practicing calligraphy, and it looks like a few rows of cute matryoshka dolls.

The lecturer was a middle-aged man in green clothes with a well-defined face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with sideburns and a beard, and a sturdy and easy-to-move short green cloth shirt, which was cleanly washed.

I only heard him say aloud: "The flowers are faded and the red apricots are small, this is my uplink, see who can come up first." ”

Maybe the children who listen to the class are still too young, and the brain circuits only stay on the ready-made pairs of clouds versus rain, snow versus wind, evening light versus clear sky, Laihong versus swallows, and birds versus songworms.

In addition, there are very few things to eat in ordinary times, so there will be a child who can't bear to be hungry to push Chi Yan, and quietly asked: "Chi Yan, when will my mother-in-law give us jade soup to drink today?" ”

Chi Yan knew that Xianzhu couldn't make ends meet, and he was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't answer for a while.

The child was about to ask again, but was stopped by Mr. Mo's words, and shouted: "Don't make noise in class, ask your mother-in-law to send food and jade soup for kindness, if you wantonly ask for it, what is the difference between it and getting it for nothing? ”

This Mr. Mo has a very positive outlook, and he immediately fell into the eyes of Hu Bugui, he already respected these people's teachers who turned into ashes and began to dry in tears, which would be even more sincerely admired, and couldn't help but clap his hands and shout.

Mr. Mo turned around, looked at his dress, and knew that most of them were disciples of the Tongtian Immortal Sect, and bowed slightly.

Hu Bugui said with a smile: "I see that the children are hungry, why don't I give a look, if Mr. Mo is satisfied, let these children rest for a while, drink some jade soup together and then learn not to eat, as the saying goes, if you have food in your stomach, you don't panic, and your brain is smart when you are full." ”

Mr. Mo listened to him and knew that he was here to deliver jade soup, so he readily agreed, and said: "In Xia Moheng, I don't dare to call myself Mr. in front of Xianjun, and I ask you to say the next link to listen." ”

Couplet, Hu does not belong to the ten tricks of nine tricks, not a clue, but for a man who has implanted Du Niang Encyclopedia in his head, everything is not a problem.

He replied confidently: "There are few broken golden fruits. ”

Mo Heng repeated, feeling quite satisfied, and said: "Yes, the battle is endless, can you remember the next link given by Xianjun?"

"Remember!" said the group of bear children who knew that there was something to eat, and hurriedly roared.

Mo Heng smiled and asked him to get out of class, Hu Bugui handed over the jade he brought to Chi Yan, and asked the children to go up the mountain together and cut the bamboo tube to make a container.

Although Chi Yan is young, his fire control technique is superb, holding two bamboo tubes, it only takes ten or so seconds, and the pure white jade soup is steaming fresh, and the bamboo tubes are not scorched, and they are not hot.

He respectfully presented these two tubes to Hu Bugui and Mo Heng first, and ran to help other classmates cook, and after a while, everyone had one tube.

Hu Bugui tasted it carefully this time, and found that the jade soup made with the real fire of Samadhi was sweet and not greasy, and there was an indescribable pure spiritual aura, which made people feel a little addicted after drinking.

One bite of the Eight Veins of the Qi Sutra seems to have been cleansed and cleansed, and if you take it every day, it will really have indescribable benefits for immortal cultivators.

He looked at the tea with a cold eye and was reluctant to drink it, but he knew some spells to manipulate the wood spirit, and with a touch of his little hand, he sealed the bamboo tube and hid it in his arms to take it home.

This action is familiar to Hu Bugui, and he can't help but feel a sad emotion, when he was a child, he encountered delicious things, and always tried to bring some back to his grandmother.

The children of poor families have long been in charge, and they are as ignorant and young as tea nineteen, and they all know that the jade soup is sealed and canned and taken away, without wasting a penny.

Wait, canned!

He didn't think that since many people complained that they came over every day to wait for trouble, it was better to make bamboo jade soup and sell it as a specialty of Qingqiu, just to find some work for these children, and make some bamboo jade soup after daily homework, which is not only convenient to sell, but also allows them to exercise their proficiency in the use of spells.

Hu Buguizheng was happy, Mo Heng patted him on the shoulder, handed over a white berry, and said, "No merit, I invite you to eat this." ”

"What is this?"

"This is the pearl fruit of Yuanqiao Mountain, the taste is quite sweet, it is not easy to pick, I don't have a few, I usually use it when rewarding these children. ”

Hu Bugui took it, but he didn't eat it, and included it in the dagger space, Mo Heng saw it and said with a smile: "Xianjun is a person who has a concern in his heart?"

"Exactly, bring it back to her to eat. Hu Bugui didn't shy away from saying it, and when he said it, he wanted to immediately pull out his feet and go to see Chen Xiaoshen.

"It's good to have people who are concerned, but although I am alone, I am also very concerned about this group of children, and I have a reluctant request, I don't know whether to say it or not. Mo Heng raised his neck and dried the jade soup, wiped his mouth heroically, and suddenly said.