Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

"I got you medicine and half a fan of spare ribs."

Xu Dahe did not come in. He was afraid of bringing the outside air-conditioning into Lin Jingzhe's house. He stood outside the house and talked to Lin Jingzhe.

When I went out, Xu Dahe’s eyebrows and hair were already frosted, he sniffed his nose, his face was wrinkled, and he smiled with big yellow teeth: "My son loves meat when I was young, I'll cook it for you. , Call me if you have anything."

In a hurry, Xu Dahe finished speaking. Because he was not relieved, he glanced at Lin Jingzhe through the crack of the door, and when he saw Lin Jingzhe was also looking at him, he took the meat dog in his hand and walked towards the kitchen with his arms around his waist. .

"hiss..."

Halfway through, Xu Dahe slipped and fell.

In desperation, he guarded the meat and medicine in his hand, squatted down and fell really, but despite the pain, he took a breath and forcibly held it back without making a loud noise.

‘As people get old, their bodies become more and more useless. ’

When he got up from the ground, Xu Dahe looked back and saw that his son didn't notice anything unusual, he limped to the kitchen.

Hehe smiled, thinking of some past events, Xu Dahe couldn't help but sigh in his heart: ‘Fortunately, when my son grows up, I will go, and I can close my eyes with peace of mind. ’

‘But if you can see the peace of Hei 22, you will have no regrets in this life. ’

When he was old enough to have a son, Xu Dahe was mentally prepared to leave his son first, so he was very open to the matter of life and death.

"Old Xu, what day is such a big piece of meat today?"

The widow king next door swept the snow in her yard. The low yard wall could not block her fiery gaze: "Is it going to be continued?"

"Don't talk nonsense, add a shit."

Like the white king’s widow, Xu Dahe kept the ribs in his arms: "My son is recovering from a serious illness, so I will make up for him."

"You bought the flower coffin, right?"

"I haven't tasted meat in half a year."

Widow Wang stomped her feet deliberately, her plump body trembled, staring straight at Xu Dahe, and she said in a low voice, "Leave me three ribs. How about I leave you the door at night?"

"Hehehehe."

Seeing Widow Wang leaning against the wall and looking at herself, Xu Dahe swallowed subconsciously. He was lost for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "No way, my son is ill, so I won't even keep soup for you. "

"Xu Dahe, go with your son!"

Seeing Xu Dahe's disappearing back, Widow Wang became more and more angry, and she cursed with her arms akimbo: "You deserve to be unable to find a wife in the rest of your life!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Lin Jingzhe was drinking water in the room and almost choked when he heard the conversation outside.

Although Widow Wang is not forgiving, she is not bad. She has always wanted to marry Xu Dahe, but Xu Dahe has never let go.

Shaking his head, Lin Jingzhe closed his eyes and started to rest, so that he would recover faster.

"Boom boom boom!"

Not long after falling asleep, Lin Jingzhe was awakened by a knock on the door, and soon there was a conversation outside the door: "Why are you here?"

"This is the approval from above, please follow it."

The dialogue came to an abrupt end here, and the yard fell into silence again.

Passing through the door, Lin Jingzhe only saw Xu Dahe's hand shaking with the approval.

He hugged his head and squatted down and stood up again. The whole figure seemed to be drawn out of his energy, and his back crouched a lot.

After struggling for a long time, Xu Dahe crumpled the approval in his hand and tore it to pieces, and the yard was suddenly covered with scraps of paper.

Standing there for a while, Xu Dahe seemed to have thought of something. He quickly picked up the scraps of paper from the ground and put them in his own pocket.

"Peace, the medicine is ready."

When Lin Jingzhe saw Xu Dahe again, he was the same as usual, looking no different.

Putting the medicine on the table next to Lin Jingzhe, Xu Dahe ran out again. He was slightly fat, and his mouth was hot: "I'll get you ribs and drink the medicine slowly."

The atmosphere became a little dignified.

Although Xu Dahe didn't say anything, Lin Jingzhe had known for a long time what was in the approval document.

Without saying anything, Lin Jingzhe knew very well what was the most important thing for him now. He held up the medicine bowl on one side and drank all the medicine in one gulp.

As soon as he drank the medicine, a rush of heat rose from Lin Jingzhe's abdomen. He, who has the talent for refining medicine, can naturally feel that this medicine is indeed not bad.

I have to say that even though Doctor Ma is mean and pretentious, he still has some real skills in medical skills.

. . . . . .

Two days later.

On the streets of the outer city.

"Your father is not capable."

Xu Dahe drove a donkey cart with Lin Jingzhe and some old objects for daily use.

Looking at the side streets of the outer city, with the green gaze that came over from time to time, Xu Dahe babbled and said, "It made you suffer with me."

"It doesn't get in the way."

Lin Jingzhe was sitting in the carriage. He was holding a hammer in his hand. The hammer that was originally rusty had been polished slightly by him.

In these two days, Lin Jingzhe's body has recovered 60%, and the speed of recovery is getting faster and faster. Lin Jingzhe estimates that in one day's time, he will be completely healed.

"Ping An is right."

"Even in the outer city, we, father and son, have to live out our lives."

Xu Dahe realized that Own was not in the right mood, he grinned reluctantly, his hands full of cracks slammed the bow and arrows hanging on his waist: "Your father, I was also a head-catcher."

"Great."

Looking at Xu Dahe's straightened waist, Lin Jingzhe smiled slightly and praised it smoothly.

on the street.

People in ragged clothes like corpses were walking slowly, and they couldn't see the slightest expression on their faces.

When they saw Xu Dahe and Lin Jingzhe's donkey cart, the green eyes of these people looked over.

"No... just get out of me if you don't want to die!"

Seeing the hungry homeless people with green eyes, Xu Dahe shrank his neck and subconsciously wanted to drive back in the donkey cart, but when he thought that his son was still behind, a force came out of his body and he lowered his waist. The bow and arrow above threatened: "The bow and arrow in Grandpa's hand doesn't have eyes."

Hearing Xu Dahe's threat, and seeing Xu Dahe dressed up as a catcher, the refugees who originally wanted to rush over turned around one after another.

"call..."

Seeing the refugees dispersed, Xu Dahe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His back was already wet with sweat, and his bow and arrow hands were trembling slightly.

He is a timid person. He used to brag about how powerful he is, and that's why he can live all the time.

But Xu Dahe knew it was because every time danger came, he ran the fastest. .

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