Chapter 402: The Meaning of Cultivation

One hundred catties of three-star rice can be enough to eat for a long time.

And the jerky purchased in the system store is more fragrant.

This rice porridge is eaten with jerky, not to mention how good it tastes.

Originally, Song Xiaolou wanted to go out and prove his strength impatiently.

But under the persuasion of Song Yiren, he chose to stay in penance.

Song Yiren has a sentence that speaks to his heart, that is, the rice is not even half eaten, and if a person dies outside, it will not be miserable.

Song Xiaolou's grandfather is gone, but there is still a grandmother still alive.

He also wanted to go in and see his grandmother.

Song Yiren said to him that below the foundation realm, entering the Qingying Secret Realm will not affect the talent too much, but it should not be too diligent, and entering the Qingying Secret Realm once a week is just right.

Song Xiaolou's current cultivation is just a realm of Qi cultivation, and the impact on him is almost minimal.

So Song Xiaolou planned to stay here and do penance.

There are many people like Song Xiaolou.

Most of them didn't plan to seal the monster first.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these rice were given to them by the Song Yi people to improve their strength.

And the jerky, if there is no seal to succeed in weirdness, naturally there is no energy coin to exchange.

Few people are willing to take out this kind of material.

What's more, everyone has spiritual rice to eat, and they can't starve to death.

Originally, the same is true of this world, the strong will accumulate more and more resources, and then become stronger.

A week passed in a blink of an eye, and it passed quickly.

The Song Yi people also opened the passage to the Qingying Secret Realm.

This time, everyone chose to enter the secret realm of the green underworld.

They were ready early.

There were relatives and friends here, especially outside prepared a lot of stones and wood, and planned to bring them in to build a house, ten pieces of wood, which was too little, and could only build a small shed.

I didn't even have a bed to sleep in.

They were all tied up with vines and dragged in together.

Fang Rou also saw the husband she was thinking of.

Fang Rou's husband was also very excited to see Fang Rou.

Fang Rou was wearing dirty clothes.

Looking at this, it seems that he has lost a little weight.

"Rou'er, I'm sorry for you, you're still pregnant with a child, my salary has been paid, I bought some meat, and today I made you a big pot of braised pork, and the vegetable soup you like to drink."

Fang Rou looked at the two fragrant dishes on the table, although there were only two dishes.

But it's better than a thousand dishes.

The dish was full, piled up, and served in a large porcelain bowl.

Fang Rou was holding a wooden bowl in her hand.

Now at home, bowls and chopsticks are scarce goods.

Fang Rou gulped down the food, which was also too fragrant.

She drank white rice porridge outside every day.

Eat white rice, there is nothing to swallow.

"Rou'er, this is the pickled vegetables I prepared for you, and some fried meat prepared by myself, this meat is all fried in oil, you must be very bitter outside, there is nothing to eat, you take these with you, you can eat them when you are outside."

"But husband, what are you eating!"

"There is still a lot of rice at home, we ordinary people can only drink rice soup, eat too much and don't digest it, it's uncomfortable, and the spirit animal in the vegetable field where I work now is also very good, it gives me a lot of some vegetable leaves every day, let me take it home to pickle, and also gave me a little seed, the vacant land in front of our house, we can grow our own vegetables, as long as it doesn't affect the traffic.

Rou'er, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about our children! I'll think about it all then.

Even if you don't work and take care of your children at home, I can afford to support you both, you don't know how much I envy our neighbor next door, both of them are ordinary people.

They didn't dare to think about the future before.

But now, they're already thinking about having a baby.

When the time comes, his wife will quit her job, and she can take the children at home, with a salary of 300,000 yuan a month, and we perform well at work, and there are many benefits.

The most important thing is that we have short working hours, and we can set up stalls after work.

That old man Li can weave baskets, the baskets he made are very popular, and those spirit beasts also like it, this thing is sold to the spirit beasts for a hundred energy coins, and the bamboo is given to him by the spirit beasts, and he can make two after work a day.

He sold us a hundred energy coins, and he didn't make any money·····"

Fang Rou looked at the glow in her husband's eyes.

She knew her husband loved it.

There is also a brand new basket in the corner.

The basket was full of greens.

But it's all a little bit old.

But what's in the bowl is all choy sum.

She knew that her husband was not lying.

Those dishes are probably given to him by spirit beasts who don't want them.

There was also a tattered wooden bed covered with hay.

Lying on this wooden bed, Fang Rou's heart felt unprecedented peace.

That's what home feels like.

At this moment, Fang Rou suddenly wanted to make a decision.

It's that she wants to abolish her cultivation, just be an ordinary person, and stay here forever.

Not right now, though.

She was afraid that she would hurt the child.

She wanted to wait until after she gave birth.

That's when she makes that decision.

Life here is really wonderful.

I don't know how many times more moisturized than she is outside.

The people outside are busy building houses.

Fang Rou also made some wood, she wanted to build a house, but her husband wouldn't let her stay here to rest.

Fang Rou could only lie down.

Actually, I'm not tired outside.

You don't have to go to work, you don't have to work, you don't have to work, you don't have to work, you

But Fang Rou felt even more depressed.

The overcast sky felt like it was going to suffocate her.

But here it is different, she has a sense of relaxation.

Fang Rou just woke up after taking a short lunch break.

She looked at the familiar faces around her.

She felt a lot of deep feelings.

Everyone in this is full of energy, red faces, and there is something called hope in their eyes.

The vacant land in front of every house has been dug up.

Even when they go to work, these people still don't forget to grow vegetables.

With the help of the monks, this house was built quickly.

And all kinds of wooden chairs, wooden tables, there are them.

Fang Rou felt a little incredible, and people's creativity was too strong.

Fang Rou also saw the old mayor.

The old mayor is visiting every house.

Ask them how their lives are going.

It's really a good place to be.

Fang Rou also said hello to the old mayor.

But she didn't say much, because she and the old mayor both lived outside, and there were too many opportunities to meet, and she didn't want to waste every second of being with her family.

The old mayor stayed at Song Xiaolou's house to eat.

It was just an ordinary bowl of rice, but he had tears in his eyes when he ate it.

What is the meaning of cultivation?

At this moment, the old mayor understood.

(End of chapter)