The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

In Wu Jun's courtyard, Master Zou Hai and Jinglin were not absent again, and Zou Hai casually talked about what happened last night.

"Unexpectedly, Su Hao is actually Su Liqiang's adopted son."

Wu Jun said that there are too many things you can't think of.

However, he didn't want to talk more about this, and he would cultivate more Zhou Lishu, and it would be serious to make the Intermediate Peace Talisman earlier.

Zou Hai looked at Wu Jun and closed his eyes again, and Master Jinglin had already settled, feeling a little depressed.

Such a big Eight Trigrams, don't you even mention a word?

Are you still human?

He had a bad premonition for the first time. If he continues to stay here, he may be bored to death before his condition worsens.

Forget it, let's play football. Da Hei and Jasmine have been watching him for a long time.

...

After cultivating the Zhou Breathing technique for more than a week, Wu Jun felt that he could try to make the Intermediate Peace Talisman again.

So in the dead of night, he let his own heart calm down completely, and dropped the carving knife again.

The extremely stable hands and powerful Mental Energy allow the carving knife in the hand to complete a beautiful turn at an extremely fast speed.

The first point is done!

Perfect circle, no more, no less in diameter, just a tiny bit.

Even with the most advanced and sophisticated machines in the world, it is not easy to accomplish this.

But the next connection line is the most troublesome place for him.

These lines with only a slight width are not straight lines, but slightly curved. A slight deviation will fail.

After only three lines were drawn, he felt his fingers sore and began to tremble slightly.

"fail!"

Finally at the fourth arc, I heard the cold sound of the system again.

He put down the carving knife in his hand.

Judging from the situation just now, the powerful Mental Energy obtained by the painstaking cultivation technique is enough to support him in capturing the precise trajectory of the carving knife, and the flexibility of his fingers is also enough to well control the strength and direction of the carving knife.

What is missing now is endurance.

this is a problem.

To make the fingers more stable, he felt that targeted training should be carried out.

play piano? Buy a mechanical keyboard for typing?

He didn't think it would work, all these things were tapping down with his fingers.

Finally he thought of a good thing, Rubik's Cube.

Before he watched TV, those Rubik's Cube masters recovered a messed Rubik's Cube within a few seconds, and the speed of their fingers was so fast that they left afterimages.

Moreover, the Rubik's Cube not only exercises the fingers, but also exercises eyesight and brain response.

So he immediately bought a box of third-order Rubik's Cube online.

He felt that if he could recover all these Rubik's Cubes in one go at the speed of the TV, his fingers should be almost practiced.

Zou Hai originally thought that Wu Jun would be able to find someone to chat with without closing his eyes to meditate, but he found out that Wu Jun, who had plunged into the Rubik's Cube, made him more anxious than meditating with his eyes closed.

After playing with a third-order Rubik's Cube for three days, his finger speed was quite fast, but the colors were still messy, making him anxious to see it.

"Don't you know the formula?" Zou Hai couldn't help it.

"What formula?"

"The formula for restoring the Rubik's Cube is everywhere on the Internet."

"And this good thing?" Wu Jun's eyes lit up when he heard it. "Why didn't you say it earlier."

You didn't ask either!

Wu Jun quickly found the formula online.

Not to mention the formula is different. After reading it, it made him even more confused.

What kind of formula is this, I can't understand it than the scriptures read by the old monk Jinglin.

Is daddy's IQ really not enough?

But that’s okay. It’s just to exercise your fingers, not to participate in a competition. It’s okay if you can’t recover.

Zou Hai saw that his ten fingers were almost left behind, but in the end he just messed around and couldn't stand it anymore.

Go and play for a while, or sit here, he will have a heart attack.

...

Su Hao hasn't slept well these days.

I saw my biological father for the first time in more than 20 years. Anyone who had this matter would have trouble sleeping at night like him.

He felt that no matter what, Wang Zhengfu was his own father. No matter what the reason, he gave him away, but the past events have also passed.

And he has had a pretty good time all these years, he has never suffered, has not been tired, and has nothing to complain about.

In a few days, his biological mother will come over. He plans to buy a house first. When they are free, they will come to the city and have a place to stay. They will pay a little bit of life fee every month.

He feels that this can only be done for the time being, after all, he is also in the development stage now, and his hands are tight.

After making up his mind, he began to look for a house, and finally chose a good hard-covered house.

Although his family has many properties, they have nothing to do with him. This is the first time he owns his own property.

Because it is cash, the agency is very efficient. He will hand over the keys in a few days to inform him that he can move in, and he will be able to obtain the real estate certificate in more than half a month.

At this time, Wang Zhengfu came again, and this time he brought Su Haoran's real mother, He Jiangqun.

Compared with Wang Zhengfu, He Jiangqun looked older, dressed more rustically, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his temples were also weathered.

Seeing Su Hao Ran, the mother and the son recognized each other, He Jiangqun was crying.

"Okay, okay, why are you crying?" Wang Zhengfu said unhappily, "This is a happy event and not a funeral. I would have known this so I won't bring you here."

He Jiangqun stopped crying immediately and wiped away the tears.

Su Haoran took them to lunch first, and then took them to the new house.

"You bought us a house in the city?" He Jiangqun was shocked when he heard it, and quickly said, "No, no, we have a house to live in. What kind of house do you need to buy! If your parents find out, they will definitely Not happy."

"Mom, it's okay," Su Haoran said, "I use my own money to buy the house."

"Then don't buy it either. We are used to living in the countryside..."

"I said you, why are you so long-winded?" Wang Zhengfu interrupted her and said, "He doesn't lose money when he buys a house. He might even increase the price in a few years. What's wrong with treating it as an investment?"

After being scolded by her husband, He Jiangqun dared not say any more.

The new house has been thoroughly cleaned by the housekeeping company, and the whole room is clean and tidy.

Su Haoran took them to a nearby supermarket again, bought them bedding and some clothes, and bought them all the life supplies.

The three of them have been busy all afternoon and finally settled down.

After Su Hao left, Wang Zhengfu turned on the huge TV on the wall and leaned on the sofa comfortably.

He never dreamed that Su Hao would be so generous to them and a house of such a big size would be worth one hundred to several hundred thousand, if anything, just buy it.

Although it's not for them, it's not bad to let them live as they please.

Moreover, giving pocket money is also very generous, which can be thousands of dollars.

It's not like Zhang Yi's stingy thief woman, who used to only give him three thousand yuan a month, like a beggar.

At that time, Su Liqiang asked someone to tell him that Su Hao would definitely be nice to them, he still didn't believe it.

After all, although they are biological parents, they have never seen them since they were born, and most of them have no feelings.

Unexpectedly, this son is still somewhat conscientious.

He had known this a long time ago, and he had come to him a long time ago, so there was no need to wait for Su Liqiang to find someone to inform him.

But it's not too late.

He opened a box of cigarettes that Su Hao Ran bought for him, and happily lit up.

Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi, do you think that if you don't give me money, I can't help it?

From now on, daddy will enjoy the happiness.

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