Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 252: This knife can be sharp!
After going upstairs, I still haven’t entered the door. Song Shuhang heard the angry reprimand of Song’s mother.
Zhao Yaya smiled and reached for the door.
Opening the door is the fashion girl Arthur.
“You are finally back.” Arthur blinked and smiled, reaching out and pointing to the living room.
At this time, in the living room.
Song Dad, Lao Lu, and Lu Tianyou were sitting side by side on the sofa, and the three men shrank into a small group like a dragonfly.
Mother Song stood up and condescended: “You said that you are big people, and dare to drunk driving? Do you want to die?”
Uh… Song Mama’s mouth is like a machine gun.
“Auntie drinks tea.” On the side, the wheat ear is also thoughtfully handing a glass of water, so that Song mother moisturizes the scorpion.
This girl is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.
Song mother just said the dry mouth, took a drink after drinking a cup, suddenly felt the fighting power back to full of blood, and started a new round of reprimand against the three fathers of Song.
Song Daddy on the sofa, aiming at the door of Song Shuhang, immediately blinked at him and gestured to Song Shuhang to save the field. Today his old face is lost.
But there is no way to lose money. Driving a tractor after drinking, and a car accident, it is simply a crime.
So even if two good friends of Zhao Ya Ya were present, Song Mama did not let them go. After they came back from them, they have been reprimanded to the present. Look at Song Ma’s current combat power, at least one more hour.
When Zhao Yaya turned her head, she just saw the wheat spikes that the tea was sent to the water, and the mouth was smashed. This girl was really unsuccessful! She took Arthur and walked to the living room first. She had to pull the wheat ear aside, lest she would go up and down again.
After Zhao Yaya and Arthur went to the living room, Song Shuhang entered the house and placed the onion on the small cabinet at the entrance of the door.
After all, the onion is now a green onion, if you just throw it away, what if you get the kitchen to be cut by the mother of Song?
“Give me a sigh, don’t move, or the treasure in my hand can’t spare you.” Song Shuhang finally threatened to illuminate the last ‘sword symbol’ in his hand.
The green lady felt the terrible sword on the sword, and the slender figure shook with fear.
After putting the onion, Song Shuhang quickly walked in front of the living room.
“Mom, I am back.” Song Shuhang showed a bright smile, and then said to Song mother: “Mom, there are guests at home. You must first wait for the friend of Yayao sister. Dad, they should know the mistake now. After the guests leave, it is not too late to blame.”
The wheat spikes waved with a smile and said: “It doesn’t matter, you can leave us alone.”
Song Dad coughed twice: “Cough, kid fucking, or don’t slow down the guests. Today, I and Lao Lu are also alcoholic, and I didn’t think so much for a while, we must have got it wrong!”
“Yes, brother and sister. Thousands of mistakes are the fault of my old Lu, I am not a one-time itching, it is my fault!” Lao Lu Shi immediately followed, admitting the wrong with the standard admittance.
“I am also wrong, I did not look at me and yell at them. I am also wrong!” Lu Tianyou keeps the team.
Song’s mother took a look at the three people, and finally, under the soft words of Song Shuhang, she temporarily let go of three guys.
“Yaya, my aunt is going to make tea for you, you sit and take a break,” said Song mother.
After Song’s mother left, Song’s father was finally relieved.
Lao Lu said: “Books, your tractor is really embarrassed. That thing… is it okay now?”
One hundred and fifty yards of walking tractor, if there is a problem, where can he get a car to fly? This stuff is terrible and can’t be bought with money.
“Although there was a small problem, but I can solve it myself, Lu Bobo does not have to worry.” Song Shuhang laughed – the tractor was blasted by him.
When Lao Lu heard this, he secretly sighed. However, he was thinking about it, waiting for a few days to find a chance to pay for Song Shuhang. He is a real person, he himself will drive Song Shuhang’s tractor over and over, he will think about making up.
But how to make up, go home and get ready to prepare.
“Old Lu don’t think too much, God bless, let’s go to the study room. Let’s leave them to the young people of the book.” Song Daddy said, pulling Lao Lu and Tianyou to the study.
Lv Tianyou wants to cry without tears – I am only two years older than the book, I don’t think I am big, but I am also a young man!
Song Shuhang first accompanied Zhao Yaya and they chatted for a while. When Song Mother began to boil water on the teahouse, Song Shuhang thought of Lingmai Bicha.
“Yiya sister, you three wait for a while, I will give you some good things.” Song Shuhang laughed.
“What good things said before?” Zhao Yaya asked with a smile.
“Exactly.” Book Air answered.
In fact, taking Lingmai Bicha is a matter, but more importantly, he has to go back to the room to see the current situation of Bai Zun. In addition, his big box was brought by Zhao Yaya and placed in the entrance of his room.
There is a million dollars in cash in this box, as well as medicinal herbs, knives, broken souls, soul beads, Lingmai Bicha and so on.
If I was accidentally knocked over the box by the mother of Song, I saw so much cash and a big knife, and then contacted a **** ‘cloudy man.’ God knows she will think about it?
So, the book squadron took the box back to his room.
In the room, the white predecessor lay flat on the bed and was still in the retreat. Fortunately, there was no illusion around him.
Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief.
He first took out the soul beads from the box and placed them on the edge of the heart.
The ghosts drew from the heart, swallowed the soul beads, and then retracted their hearts with satisfaction. Today, in order to help Song Shuhang to attack the realm of snot, the ghosts consume a lot.
Then, Song Shuhang took out the Lingmai Bicha and the knives.
Lingmai Bicha wants to take a small copy to Zhao Yaya, and the knives are taken out to prevent them from happening.
This knife is the treasure of the Moon Kizong Town, which can cut the body of the four-character monk. With this knife in, even if the onion is suddenly violent, he can also use the sharpness of the knife to cut the onion.
“Hang up to the living room first, it can be said to be an ornament.” Song Shuhang thought so.
So he hid the box under the bed.
Then one hand took the knives and shredded, and the other hand took the small box of Lingmai Bi tea and came out of the room.
When I came out of the room, it was just that Song mother came face to face.
“Book Air, let Zhao Yaya and her friends stay to eat at night. Anyway, I prepared a lot of ingredients today, I will give them delicious food at night.” Song mother opened.
“Okay, no problem.” Song Shudao.
“And, you went downstairs to the kitchen store next door to buy me a chopped chopper. I bought a large rib in the morning. But when I cook at noon, the one in our own house is cut by me. It’s broken.” Song’s mother said, suddenly saw the knives of Song Shuhang’s hands.
“Where is this knife?” asked Song mother.
“Friends sent, belonging to decorations.” Song Shuhang replied.
“Decores, how do you get through?” Song mother wondered: “Show me?”
“Slightly sinking, Mom, be careful.” Song Shuhang had to hand over his own knives.
Mother Song took over the knife: “It’s a bit heavy… but it feels very strong.”
Can you not be strong? It can cut the body of the four-character monk, and it is very powerful. The book is in the darkness of the heart.
“Hang it in the living room, but this knife has opened the door, hung up the point, don’t fall down and hurt people.” Song mother handed back the knives and broken, and then said: “After hanging, you will go buy it again. Chopping a bone knife, there is money around?”
“Reassured, I still have money left!” Song Shuhang smiled, took the knife and went to the living room.
In the living room, Zhao Yaya and her two friends are talking quietly, and from time to time, they give a silver bell-like laugh.
After seeing the book air coming over, Zhao Yaya curiously looked at the sword in the book sailor: “Book Air, what good things you said would not be this?”
“No, this is a gift from a friend. I will hang it in the living room first.” Song Shuhang said, shaking the small box in the other hand: “This is the good thing to give you.”
After hanging the tyrant knife, Song Shuhang gave Zhao Yaya a cup of boiling water, and then added two pieces of ‘Lingmai Bicha’ tea to each cup of boiling water.
“This is a good thing? Tea?” Zhao Yaya curiously overtook her head.
Then her expression was the same as that of Song Shuhang’s roommate at the time. She couldn’t laugh and cry: “Book Air, are you too embarrassed? Even if you are Wuyi Dahongpao, don’t you need to make a bubble?”
“Hey, don’t say anything. You can taste it first!” Song Shuhang looked calm and sent the tea to the three.
Just like the friends of Song Shuhang at that time, Zhao Yaya was half-confident, then blew his mouth with a teacup and carefully took a sip.
Then, the three eyes lit up.
It is obviously boiling tea, but after the entrance, there is a strange breath that has slipped from the throat into the belly. In this summer, it feels like the whole person has been cleaned from the inside out, cool and refreshing.
Moreover, the tea is overflowing, the mouth is fragrant, and it doesn’t linger for a long time…
“It’s just two teas.” The wheat spikes, she drank a lot of precious teas, but never drank like a hand: “If you put more, will the taste be better?”
“Can’t put more.” Song Shuhang explained: “This tea is good, but a cup can hold up to two teas. If you have more, you will get hurt. You can have a cup every day, you can’t drink too much.”
Subsequently, Book Air handed the tea in the small box to Zhao Yaya: “This tea is also sent to me by others. There are three small bags in the box, which are given to Yaya sisters.”
This is thanks to the three of them for their help today.
This small box first gave them three people, and waited for Ming, he then sent Zhao Yaya.
After all, the amount of Lingmai Bicha in his hand is so much, and the delivery is only sent.
After that, Song Shuhang and Zhao Yaya bid farewell to the kitchen supplies store next door to buy tea knives.
Before going out, he didn’t forget to take the little onion on the cupboard – he didn’t dare to leave the onion at home.