The wind is cold and the greenhouse is like spring.

Wang Luohan, who had already put on a floral cotton jacket, was a little restless.

The reason for restlessness is not because this floral cotton jacket is too ugly, but because the ugly daughter-in-law finally sees her parents-in-law's nervousness spreads her body and mind.

Of course, Wang Luohan cannot be regarded as an ugly daughter-in-law, but even a goddess cannot avoid the vulgarity. This uneasy mood became even stronger when four dishes and one soup were placed on the shabby wooden table.

Although Zhang An has been a butcher for thirty years, he also knows etiquette.

Not to mention whether the beautiful and somewhat inconspicuous daughter-in-law is a daughter-in-law in front of me, but I must not be slow to treat others.

Zhang An, who had made five special dishes and changed into clean clothes, was actually a little nervous.

However, unlike Wang Luohan's uneasy mood, Zhang An's uneasy intention was a little worried about gains and losses, for fear that Xiaodao's daughter-in-law had been brought back by evil ways, but what if the two really fell in love?

From the daughter-in-law's conversation and temperament, she must be a wealthy family. Zhang An, who has been a butcher for life, thought about his meager foundation, and he might not even be able to take out the betrothal gift.

Zhang Xiaodao was undoubtedly the most relaxing of the three. Looking at the exquisite dishes in front of him and smelling the rich fragrance, he was already hungry and wishing he could serve three bowls of rice and add three large steamed buns now.

However, Zhang An, who had just sat down, stared at Wang Luohan, and this awkward atmosphere must be broken by him.

"Cough." Zhang Xiaodao cleared his throat and said, "Let me introduce it. This is your future daughter-in-law Wang Luohan, and this is your future father-in-law Zhang An."

Of course, Wang Luohan and Zhang An stood up and shook hands without any silly and said, "Hello." Both of them nodded implicitly.

Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows and explained: "Well, Dad, Luo Han and I have known each other for a long time. We are in love with each other. Don't think so!"

I have done a lot of ridiculous things about Xiaodao since I was a child. I was taciturn before I was five, and one day I built a snowman in the yard at the age of six.

It's true that Xiaodao seems to have had the talent for painting and carving since he was a child. This snowman was made lifelike by him and was named "Brother Chun"

At that time, Zhang An looked at the snowman who couldn't tell the difference between men and women in front of him and didn't know who the sacred person was, but saw Xiaodao clasping his hands together and saying, "Brother Xin Chun, you will get eternal life."

Could this be one of the gods and Buddhas in the sky? Zhang An, who was about to worship the mask, saw the knife shattering it with a punch, and jumped and shouting, "Go to eat." Zhang An was embarrassed.

When he was ten years old, Xiaodao went home and said he would not go to the private school anymore. Zhang An was so angry that he picked up the kitchen knife and chased Xiaodao and ran three times in the county town. In the end, he was so tired that he found that the only private school teacher in the county was kneeling in front of his house and was crying with his wife.

"Zhang Xiaodao is a genius who is rare in a century, full of knowledge. He is comparable to a saint. Come and read this poem..."

Looking at the arrogant old man in the county town who was usually kneeling and licking, Zhang An secretly paid his son with extraordinary talent.

The thirteen-year-old Zhang Xiaodao has long abandoned literature and martial arts. What makes Zhang An worry is that Xiaodao, a child, always loves to sleep. If he doesn’t breathe diligently, can he become a master?

But even so, Zhang Xiaodao became the number one sharpshooter in Lingyin County. Zhang An was relieved that at least if he died, Xiaodao, the child, would have the capital to rely on himself.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Xiaodao had used any means to travel from house to house this year. Hundreds of hunters from Lingyin Village united and formed the "Hunter Association" and he became a bullshit honorary president.

The second year, the cold winter approached. Lingyin County used its natural advantages to stockpile a large amount of prey, and the income of all hunters tripled in this year, and the whole county was in full swing.

Zhang Xiaodao's all kinds of absurd behaviors are nothing in Zhang An's eyes now. The pretty girl sitting in front of him is the strangest thing Zhang Xiaodao has ever done in his life.

He really couldn't figure out how Zhang Xiaodao knew the beautiful girl named Wang Luohan in front of him.

Zhang Xiaodao also understood Zhang An's concern, so he simply said, "Dad, anyway, your son has done cheating and stealing things in the past ten years, and he can't explain some things even if he says it, so just believe me?"

This sentence sounds familiar. It is exactly what Zhang Xiaodao fooled Zhang An to become the honorary president of the Hunter Association. With the lessons of the past, Zhang An could only choose to trust his son. Besides, the graceful girl in front of him really doesn't seem to be fooled by deceitful means.

"Come on, come on, have dinner first." Zhang An, who had figured it out, finally showed a smile, and the honest fat flesh showed some pleats as the smile bloomed.

Zhang An has a very good cooking skills, and these five side dishes are his specialty. Not to mention the color, fragrance and taste, but it does taste unique in his mouth.

It seems that Wang Luohan, who hasn't eaten such delicious dishes for a long time, did not chew it slowly. Instead, she showed off her chopsticks very quickly and was not a lady. This behavior left Zhang An with the first impression that this girl was not pretentious and had a straightforward personality.

After a supper, although it is not a hot atmosphere, it is indeed natural and casual.

Although Zhang An felt that a beautiful daughter-in-law suddenly appeared, she was a little uncomfortable, but she didn't talk much, and the inn owner was still waiting for him to work.

After Zhang An left, Zhang Xiaodao pulled Wang Luohan to his room.

There was no decoration in the room, and it was just clean and tidy. Zhang Xiaodao lit up the candlelight. Seeing that Wang Luohan's pretty face was reflected even more beautifully, he asked jokingly: "Sleep with me?"

Wang Luohan lost his temper when facing Zhang Xiaodao alone, and raised his pretty face and said, "I must sleep together."

Zhang Xiaodao smiled. With Wang Luohan's arrival, the dream and reality gradually overlapped. The two did not feel any sense of separation because of the surprise in reality and the dream. Instead, because of the fifteen years of conversation in the dream, they became closer after meeting.

Wang Luohan sat at the head of the bed, watched Zhang Xiaodao tidy up the room, and seemed to remember something very important from time to time, and asked, "By the way, Xiaodao, how is the Falun in your head? Are you still diligent in taking energy?"

"'Falun'? Not to mention that I am practicing [Falun]. As for the receptive energy, I am still the same." Zhang Xiaodao answered indifferently.

Wang Luohan showed an angry expression and said, "Get on."

Zhang Xiaodao stretched out his arm indifferently and said with a smile: "When did you become a doctor?"

Wang Luohan put his fingers together on Zhang Xiaodao's wrist, and his eyebrows were tumbling and said, "Lower-grade absorbing energy."

Zhang Xiaodao rubbed his eyebrows. Although he didn't know much, he knew that the world was unique. He couldn't help but say, "By the way, I didn't ask you before, are you a master?"

"Yes, I'm a master." Wang Luohan looked affirmative.

"How tall is it?" Zhang Xiaodao became interested.

Wang Luohan stood up, looked at the knife that was half a head taller than him and gestured: "It's as tall as you."

Zhang Xiaodao sat down and said, "The skill of flattery is getting older, but I heard that there are many very high-ranking masters in Jiuyang City. I don't know if it's true if it's mysterious or mysterious."

Wang Luohan thought for a moment and said, "Jiuyang City? It is said that the governor of Yizhou has reached the top-grade level of the Lingyuan realm, but that is not high, not as high as me."

Zhang Xiaodao curled his lips and said, "It's just like me, why are we born to be a couple?"

Wang Luohan said seriously: "Really, I didn't brag anymore. I wasted my efforts and stole the secret book for you." But she was embarrassed to say that this was the dowry she brought.

"The Secret Book? Isn't it the "Art of Qi-Receiving" that everyone in the world has, right?"

"Of course not, how can I match that kind of ninth-rate guy with my knife."

"Will it be difficult to practice?"

“Not difficult.”

"Is that time consuming? The "Art of Qi-taking" has to sit like a fool every day and take five or six hours."

"It doesn't take time." Wang Luohan said with great certainty.

"Is there such a good thing about this? Isn't it the kind of person who can practice and get obsessed with it?" Zhang Xiaodao asked suspiciously.

Wang Luohan quickly shook his head and said, "It's very safe."

Zhang Xiaodao tentatively said: "How to practice?"

"sleep."

Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows again and said, "Can you practice when you sleep?"

"Yes, I knew you were lazy, so I chose this book for you at a very high level than "The Heart Sutra of Sleeping". It would be great to practice automatically when you sleep every day."

Zhang Xiaodao is a person who never seeks small gains. He understands that if the so-called "Sleeping Heart Sutra" is useless, it must be a high-end product. So he said with a try-out attitude: "Where is the secret script, I'll take a look first."

Wang Luohan pouted and said, "This method of taking Qi can only be understood but not expressed in words."

Zhang Xiaodao rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I have asked a lot of questions just now for nothing."

"Not that, I can let you know it intentionally." Wang Luohan said with a smile.

"How could that happen?" Zhang Xiaodao asked.

"Then are you ready to go to bed?" Wang Luohan blinked.

"Wash first." Zhang Xiaodao stood up and ran to pour water happily. He had the idea of ​​learning the Heart Sutra of Sleeping. He just wanted to feel the soft jade in his arms.

After the two of them finished washing up, Zhang Xiaodao and Wang Luohan got into the quilt without any attention. As soon as they lay down, Wang Luohan said, "It's starting."

Just as Zhang Xiaodao was about to reply, he found that his eyelids weighed more than a thousand pounds, but he had fallen asleep in the blink of an eye.

Wang Luohan blew out the head of the bed and pulled the bedding with a pink face. Then he looked at Zhang Xiaodao's appearance and said to himself in his heart: "I exude the old and accept the new, and my spirit is collected, and my qi flows like a spring, and I will continue to follow..." Then he fell asleep.

The room was in silence. If you listened subtly, you would hear two breathing sounds of different frequencies. However, in just a quarter of an hour, the two breaths became consistent. Wang Luohan was actually affecting Zhang Xiaodao's breathing and absorbing air. This method was really like an immortal!

Zhang An, who helped the inn owner cut the last knife and pulled out the bones of the animal like magic, also vomited like breathing, then said hello, wiped the sweat and walked back to his butcher shop.
Chapter completed!