Weird Fantasy: My Life Simulator

Chapter 74 The Fifth Generation-Cultivation Records[1](14/4)

Obviously this is a world of immortals, and even all of them are the kind of imaginary cultivators.

After weighing his remaining points, Luo Hao still looked at ordinary families.

"Confirm the choice to spend 0 points, choose an ordinary family!"

After a thought, all the options in front of me disappeared, followed by lines of writing.

All are things that Luo Hao can't consume at present.

However, Luo Hao chose to continue watching, and finally came across an option that made Luo Hao slightly interested.

"That's it."

Luo Hao thought about it for a while, and directly chose the current option.

Sword Fairy Talent

You have a superhuman understanding of swordsmanship, and your ability to understand things from an early age is very different.

Redemption points: one thousand to ten thousand points

"Confirm the exchange of Sword Immortal talent."

Luo Hao directly chose yes. Luo Hao still has the talent of Sword Fairy-he is looking forward to it.

At the same time, I also hope that this simulation can not only strengthen my own strength, but also find something to make Xiaoying stronger successfully.

"[Xiu Xian Lu] is opening now"

With the sound of the system falling, Luo Hao's consciousness began to plunge into darkness.

Gradually fell asleep.

O o o o

Fugui Town, in the corner vegetable market.

A six-year-old boy was sitting on the rock, breaking the dry bud valley in his hand.

Beside the small stall, there was a woman wrapped in a headscarf, who was arguing with an old woman who came to buy groceries about the amount of money.

Luo Hao is not surprised at this. His parents in this life are ordinary people.

His father was a pig killer, and his mother was a hawker in the vegetable market.

Every day Luo Hao would go to the vegetable market with his mother to sell vegetables. Every day his mother sells vegetables, it is indispensable to deal with these shrewd women.

"Auntie, our food is not expensive.

"One catty only needs seven characters, you have to go to other places to have eight or nine characters, and our dishes are all grown by ourselves.

"It's not like people bought them at low prices from the farmland. They are not as fresh as ours.

Seeing his mother arguing with the woman for a long time, Luo Hao also put aside the things in his hands.

With small steps, he walked quickly to the front, the three-year-old child's immature face, plus the serious words.

The woman who had originally bargained had a slight look on her face, and then she immediately smiled and said, "Your child, it's really clever. The auntie will buy your food. Help me clean up the head office."

Luo Hao smiled and nodded immediately when he saw another difficult customer who had been helped.

The vegetables bought by the woman were taken aside, and some parts were skillfully removed with a knife, and then they were tied to a piece with twine.

"Auntie, all right, I've already taken care of it for you.

Luo Hao handed the small dishes, and the woman immediately took it.

"Now, let's eat these sugars.

"What a clever kid."

The old woman seemed to like Luo Hao too, she took out some small fructose from her waist and put it in Luo Hao's hand.

"Son, don't thank me yet."

"Thank you, Auntie, when Auntie comes again next time, I will ask my mother to give you a discount.

Luo Hao took the pieces of fructose and smiled at the woman slightly.

The woman nodded happily, and then left.

Luo Hao also continued to sit on top of the rock and began to break the valley.

It is hard to imagine that a six-year-old child would have such a great effort, even if it is a dried bud, it still needs some strength to break it apart.

"Haoer, take a break when you are tired."

"I want your father to see it and say that I'm abusing you and let your little child break the valley."

Luo Hao's name in this life is still Luo Hao, and Luo Hao's mother is Li Cuihua, just an ordinary woman.

Seeing that Luo Hao had broken so many buds, a touch of distress appeared on his face.

Immediately snatched the work from Luo Hao's hands.

"Mother, it's okay. Dad has given me lard bibimbap since I was a child."

"My bones are harder than ordinary children.

Luo Hao smiled slightly, still not idle in his hands, helping Li Cuihua to share some things.

Li Cuihua didn't say anything when she saw this, but the smile on her face showed that what Luo Hao said made her feel very happy.

Waiting until noon, Li Cuihua saw that everyone was almost there, bought two steamed buns and a Steamed bun from the stall on the side, and returned.

Passed the bun to Luo Hao's hand, and started to eat the steamed bun in his hand.

After a simple process-after lunch, there are basically only a few people in the market going back and forth.

...For flowers...

Seeing this, Li Cuihua also started to clean up the stall with her son. The market in this world generally only has a large number of people in the morning.

In the afternoon, few people will come out to buy groceries.

Because Luo Hao's home is still a few miles away from the town, Li Cuihua always closes his stall and returns early every time.

Some vegetable plots in the home still need someone to take care of, and there is also a young son with him.

So Li Cuihua also picked up a pole and took Luo Hao to the outside of the town.

For the current Luo Hao, a few miles is still not stressful.

In the past, no matter what the trip was, Luo Hao was carried by Li Cuihua in a pole.

But now that he has grown up a little bit, Luo Hao is taller than children of the same age.

I couldn't hold the pole anymore, so I always walked with Li Cuihua.

A few miles away, Luo Hao returned home with his mother for almost half an hour.

After taking the unsold dishes to the kitchen and cleaning them, Luo Hao followed his mother.

Go to the vegetable field, start watering and fertilizing, and wait for the problem in the vegetable field to be resolved.

Luo Hao's mother also went to the kitchen to cook, Luo Hao picked up chicken feed.

Run to the fence behind the hut and start feeding the chickens.

After everything was done in the house, the sky gradually darkened.

Luo Hao's father, Luo San, also returned from the slaughterhouse, carrying a small piece of pork loin.

At this time, Li Cuihua also brought vegetable soup to the living room.

"I'm back, why did you bring back lard?"

"Which family eats lard bibimbap every day?"

Li Cuihua complained and glanced at the fat waist of the pig in Luo San's hands, her brows were slightly frowned, but she still took the things and walked back to the kitchen.

"What do you know, you can grow this big without eating more lard."

"The Daoist family doesn't understand anything. I grew up when my dad fed me lard bibimbap to grow so big."

"Haoer ignore your mother, I'm going to give you a bite of food."

Luo San didn't dare to say Li Cuihua loudly, instead he muttered a few words quietly, silently adding another mouthful of food to Luo Hao. people,

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