Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Sensing something was wrong with herself, Su Haitang became more cautious in her words and deeds. She smiled shyly and just acted as a dutiful listener. This made Mr. Bai smile brightly and said that he would accept her as a disciple and take her with him to teach her well.

Su Haitang was happy to do so, but it was a pity that he was in the military camp and his vacation was limited, so he could only learn from the old man Hong Yan Feishu in the distance.

The old man was even happier.

"Come, let's go find your uncle and grandma. She has a good kung fu passed down from her family. It's a pity to leave it behind. She has been trying to find a successor, but it's hard to find a suitable female disciple. It's rare that she likes you, so tell her to take a look at you. How are your muscles and bones?”

Su Haitang yearned for it, but felt a bit fantasy.

She just wanted to win over Cousin Bai, who had nothing to do, and be responsible for ordering raw materials for the new factory. She also wanted to share some of the benefits with her cousin who spent too much money.

But why did she just come to Yanjiao, and before she could talk about the business, she had to compensate herself first?

Could it be that she is so flattering that everyone loves her so much that they want to keep her as a pistachio and listen to free cross talk for a long time?

Is this a good review? Su Haitang thought optimistically.

Anyway, she doesn't have to worry about many arts. She is still young and not afraid of learning more skills. What's more, it's a mysterious kung fu that even a rich man can't learn!

Seriously, who can be a special forces soldier without two unique skills?

She originally counted on the space spiritual spring, but this golden finger would go dormant and upgrade at every turn, and who knew when it would fail her. She was so scared that she didn't dare to put all her treasure on it.

Blacksmithing requires hard work, and no one can take away the true skills you have learned over time.

"Have you guys finished bragging? Just in time, let's start dinner."

Old Mrs. Yu was so coaxed by her grandson that she couldn't stop smiling, and she happily joked with them from afar.

"What do you mean, the most taboo thing in life is to be flashy..."

The old man frowned and was about to retort, but the old lady gave him a blank look.

"Come on, come on, I've been talking about it for an hour, and you still haven't had enough? Mingzhu is the only one who can bear to coax you. If you talk about Dabao and run away, let's see who will drink with you."

Old Mrs. Yu praised and criticized her, waved her hand to her grandson, who had a sad face, to sit down, and then asked the smiling Sun Haitang to sit next to her.

"Good boy, come and sit next to my uncle. Apart from books, the old man loves that yellow soup all his life. If you don't drink two taels of soup, it's not a meal. Tell them to drink it, don't smoke you."

Su Haitang agreed with a smile and took the braised pork with pickles and vegetables in Wu's mother's hand. "This dish is so delicious, a great dish to go with wine."

"Sister, you know the goods! Can you have two cups?" Bai Jingxian's face was full of surprise, and he was about to pass the full Moutai wine to her.

"I can't drink. Brother, you can drink with your uncle and grandpa." Su Haitang declined quickly and asked politely. "Where are my cousin and aunt? Are they not coming back for dinner?"

"Don't mention those two. They have no home all year round, and they are in Africa shooting lions." Mrs. Yu complained again when she mentioned her son and daughter-in-law, and the familiar light of pride appeared in her eyes, with a hint of doting and longing.

"In a few days, I said I would go to the United States to watch the Winter Olympics in Puhe Lake. I won't come back during the Chinese New Year. You see, they look like two undergrown children, thinking about playing all day long."

"It's like Dabao was born to our old couple, who only took care of us for a few days. Tell me, are there any parents like this? It's too worry-free."

Bai Jing coughed lightly first, poured a cup of Great Wall Dry Red for the old lady, and winked at her.

"Grandma, please be merciful. My sister hasn't met her cousins ​​and aunts yet. Leave a good impression on her. Otherwise, my parents will lose face later and they will put the blame on me. Am I wronged?"

Mrs. Yu, who is neither deaf nor blind, has quick skills and a clear mind. She immediately understood her grandson's reminder and hurriedly made up for her previous gaffe.

"Look at me, people tend to nag when they get older. Although this is the first time Mingzhu has come back to our home, I have been thinking about you for eighteen years. I don't care much about treating you like your own granddaughter."

"Don't look outside. You are home here. If you feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable, just say it."