Son-in-law comes out

Why nod?

He didn't know it himself.

If he were to name the woman who would treat him best in this life, besides his mother, it would probably be Mu Chuntao.

When Mu Chuntao entered, the door was actually left open for him. The door was ajar and could be opened with a light push.

But Li Zian didn't dare to go over, he entered his own door.

After entering the room, Li Zian immediately saw the old lady Lin Shengnan who was sitting on the balcony with a Buddha. There was a small incense burner beside her, and a piece of sandalwood was lit in the incense burner.

"Where did you go?" Lin Shengnan asked.

Li Zian said: "A friend is sick, I'll go and see."

"Male and female?" Lin Shengnan asked again.

"Male." Li Zian said, feeling very strange in his heart, what did the old lady mean by asking him that?

"Oh, you can stay alone, don't hinder me from reciting scriptures." Lin Shengnan closed his eyes and muttered in his mouth.

Li Zian smiled wryly, the old matriarch still took an old matriarch, he clearly cared about his grandson-in-law, but he wanted to pretend he didn't want to see him.

Upstairs came the voice of Li Xiaomei reciting poetry.

Li Zian wanted to take a look, so he walked towards the stairs.

When passing through the living room, a strand of sandalwood smoke floated from the balcony and turned into Li Zian's nostrils.

boom!

Without any warning, Li Zian felt something tremble in his head, and an unprecedented feeling pervaded every nerve in his body. It felt like a person trapped in the desert found a clear spring, hungry People who have been there for a few days have eaten delicious barbecue.

It's the big lazy portable stove, it wakes up for no reason.

His breathing speeded up a lot involuntarily, and the zhenqi released by the big lazy portable furnace was also more, so that he felt a little hot all over.

The situation came suddenly and was so weird that Li Zian was caught off guard and froze there for a while.

Suddenly, some voices came to his ears.

"Good man, good woman, with the mind of anuttara-samyak-sambodhi, how should you live..."

Li Zian looked for the sound, and it was the old matriarch who was chanting scriptures.

He was stunned immediately. He, Mrs. Yu, was separated by seven or eight meters. He could only hear the sound of chanting just now, but now he could even hear the chanting of scriptures clearly.Not only that, he could even hear the old matriarch's breathing, as if breathing in his ear.

There are other voices.

The sound of the wind blowing outside the window.

The sound of vehicles running downstairs.

The sound of a pendulum swinging.

The sound of the elevator running.

He could hear the sounds that were inaudible or unclear before, and now he could hear them clearly, and he could even distinguish the position of the sounds and grasp the characteristics of different sounds.For example, the sound of wind caused by cars passing by has different characteristics from the natural wind blowing outside the window.Another example is the sound of an elevator going up and down, which also have different characteristics.

"What's wrong with me?" Li Zian was nervous and at a loss.

Another trace of sandalwood smoke floated over and got into his nostrils.

The big lazy portable stove was already very active, but now it is even more active, and the feeling of body heat is even stronger.

"Zian, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Li Zian hadn't left, Lin Shengnan asked.

Li Zian's eyes moved to the censer beside the old matriarch, saw the sandalwood burning quietly in the censer, and suddenly found the reason.

Isn't the big lazy portable stove just an incense burner?

If the censer does not burn incense, it means that it loses the meaning of existence. The real way to open the censer is to burn incense!

"I'm talking to you, what's wrong with you?" Lin Shengnan frowned slightly.

Only then did Li Zian come back to his senses, and replied, "I was thinking about something just now, grandma, can you give me a sandalwood?"

"What do you want sandalwood for?"

Li Zian said with a smile: "I think sandalwood smells good."

"Of course, this sandalwood is precious, come and get it." Lin Shengnan said.

Li Zian took a piece of sandalwood and returned to his room.

He couldn't smell the smoke from the incense, and the portable stove slowly "cooled" down, and his hearing also returned to normal, and he couldn't hear those subtle voices.

Li Zian pressed the stick of sandalwood under the pillow and lit it when he went to sleep tonight. He wanted to try the effect of burning incense to sleep.

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Chapter 0035 Sandalwood and Illusion

In the evening, Wen Sheng called to make an appointment for dinner, but Li Zian politely declined.

He cooked a pot of Dali Feng Shou Soup, cooked a few dishes, and Yu Meilin went home as soon as dinner was ready.She put down her briefcase, put on her apron and came to help serve the food.

"Is the work going well?" Li Zian asked.

Yu Meilin looked sad: "It's not going well. Xinxing Company needs to be replaced if it wants to develop. Most of the people in the company have to start."

"Take your time, don't worry." Li Zian comforted.

"I also want to take my time, but I don't have much time. The copper mine in Yundi has not found a vein for a long time, and I am very anxious. Today, several creditors called to collect the debt. I guess Yu Jiahao is behind the scenes. "

"He didn't come to the company to trouble you, did he?"

"That's not true. Let me go to Yundi tomorrow. I want to go to the mine to see for myself. You have many ways, maybe you can help." Yu Meilin said.

Li Zian said in surprise: "I'll go to Yundi with you, who will take care of Xiaomei and grandma?"

"I'll let Xiaotang stay at our house for the next few days. Go and talk to her, and ask her to stay for dinner. I'll serve the meal." Yu Meilin put down the plate and left.

Li Zian smiled wryly, she didn't ask him if he was willing to do such a thing, and arranged it directly.However, he couldn't say no to it.She's going through a tough time right now, and despite being a plastic couple, help out when it's time to help.

The door of the room was ajar, and the voice of Li Xiaomei reading a poem came from inside the door: "The moon falls, the crows crow and the sky is full of frost, and the sky is full of maple fish and fire, facing Mianmian..."

Li Zian leaned over to the door and took a look.

Li Xiaomei was sitting in front of her small desk, holding a book of "Children's Poetry" and reciting poems, shaking her little head, her voice was childish, but this movement was a bit old-fashioned.

Tang Qing was half-sitting and half-kneeling on the carpet, her black hip-wrapping skirt felt a little "not covering her body", her long legs were exposed to the air without any cover, white and delicate, like snow in the sun.

She was correcting Li Xiaomei's homework with a pen.

Li Zian knocked on the door and walked in.

Tang Qing stood up, subconsciously pulled her hip-wrapped skirt, and greeted with a smile: "Brother Zi'an is here."

Li Zian said: "Dinner is ready, I'll ask you to go down for dinner."

As soon as she heard about the meal, Li Xiaomei put down her books and ran out the door: "Come on!"

Li Zian rubbed his forehead, this brat was getting skinnier, he didn't look like a girl at all.

"Brother Zi'an, I won't stay here. I'll just make something to eat when I go back." Tang Qing said.

Li Zian said with a smile: "We don't treat you as an outsider. Meilin and I treat you like a girl. After the meal is ready, if you say go back and eat, then you will see outsiders."

Tang Qing's lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

Li Zian said: "Your sister Meilin and I are going to visit Yundi tomorrow. There is no one at home, so I have to ask you to help take care of grandma and Xiaomei. You can stay here for a few days, okay?"

"Okay, brother Zi'an, don't worry, I will take good care of grandma and Xiaomei." Tang Qing agreed and relaxed a little.

Li Zian smiled: "Then let's go down."

He was from the same background as her, so he completely understood why she had that awkward reaction just now.If it was him, he would feel uneasy about being favored by others for no reason, and he would have to do something for others to feel at ease.

"Brother Zi'an, wait, I'll show you Xiaomei's homework." Tang Qing picked up the homework book she had just corrected, and handed it to Li Zian.

Li Zian took his homework book and read it.

In the homework book, there are sentence-making questions arranged by Tang Qing, which are yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

The first sentence made by the horny girl is: Yesterday my father did a trick for me.

The second sentence is: Today my father will do tricks for me.

The third sentence is: Tomorrow my father will do tricks for me.

Li Zian stretched out his hand to cover his forehead.

He has a headache.

"I won't show it to Meilin. In the future, don't do tricks for your children. I know your tricks are chocolate." Tang Qing said.

Li Zian smiled awkwardly: "I will try my best."

Tang Qing whispered, "I'll teach you a way."

Li Zian's heart moved: "What way?"

Tang Qing said: "You melt the chocolate, put a vitamin C tablet in it, two tablets are fine, the medicine is bitter, and she doesn't like it, so don't ask you to play tricks."

Li Zian was in awe, and immediately gave Tang Qing a thumbs up: "Xiao Tang, you are a master, this is a good idea, I will drug the little guy tomorrow, I see if she is still greedy for chocolate."

Tang Qing smiled and said, "Don't say I taught you."

"No, no, I won't say anything if I'm killed." Li Zian swore.

Tang Qing covered her small mouth and didn't laugh.

After dinner, Tang Qing and Yu Meilin cleaned up the dishes, Li Zian took Li Xiaomei to play for a while, and waited for the little ancestor to fall asleep before returning to his room.

Practice boxing, fists and feet make wind.

Zhezhiquan is simple and simple, but every time Li Zian practices it, he will have different experiences and gains.

The so-called craftsmen, the so-called masters, actually do what they are best at over and over again, and achieve the ultimate.Such as Kato Zhizhi, such as Paoding Jieniu, such as Ai Iijima.

Although Ji Da only taught him Zhezhiquan, but as long as he practiced every day and perfected his hearing, he could become a master of boxing.

After half an hour of practice, Li Zian was sweating all over, and he went into the bathroom.Before taking a shower, he rubbed off all the dirt on his body and carefully put it into a plastic bag.Furnace mud is a precious medicinal material to him, and he is reluctant to wash it off in vain.

In the future, you can't spit out the saliva casually, you have to find a way to store it, because saliva is also furnace body fluid, and it is a kind of medicinal material.

"If things go on like this, will I become Tang Monk, covered with the medicine of immortality, and I will live forever after taking it?" When he came out of the bathroom, Li Zian had such a strange idea in his heart, and then He laughed himself at the thought.

Maybe it's because of seven-figure private money that I can't limit my imagination.

Before going to bed, Li Zian lit the sandalwood.

Sandalwood smoke curls up.

Li Zian lay down under the blanket, and a trace of green smoke drifted into his nostrils.

boom!

There was no prelude at all, and when the first sliver of sandalwood smoke was inhaled through the nostrils, the Dazi Portable Furnace woke up. It didn't feel like the laziness of waking up in the past, but the idling car suddenly stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

The natural air enters the lungs and circulates the whole body with the blood.

The big lazy portable stove is like another lung, releasing traces of true energy and delivering it to every cell in the body.

The blood is hot, the organs are hot, and every cell is soaked in the heat generated by the movement of true qi!

All kinds of subtle voices flooded into Li Zian's ears like a flood.

The night wind blows outside the window, it is a sound when it blows on the wall, it is a sound when it blows on the glass, and it is a sound when it flows in the air.

Downstairs, cars are running on the road, fifty yards is one sound, seventy yards is one sound, and braking is another sound.

In the living room, the pendulum of the European clock swings at a constant speed, tick, tick, tick.

Upstairs, I don’t know who’s who and who are exercising, the mattress makes a squeaking sound, and there are clapping and women’s forbearance and depression.

There are many, many other voices.

Li Zian didn't move, but seemed to have entered a wonderful world of sound.He was lying on the bed, but he was in control of everything around him, both natural and man-made.

"This is the correct way to turn on the Da Lao Portable Stove. I just found out today that when I go grocery shopping tomorrow, I have to buy a pack of sandalwood, and I will order one every time I go to bed." Li Zian thought to himself.

For the Dazi Portable Stove, sleep is cultivation, but the cultivation effect of lighting incense to sleep is obviously several times better than not lighting incense.Leaving aside the reasons why this happened, just focusing on the effect of this practice, even if the sandalwood is sold for 1000 yuan a piece, it is worth buying.

A series of subtle footsteps came, very light, but they couldn't escape Li Zian's ears.

It wasn't the footsteps of the old lady Lin Shengnan, the frequency of the footsteps of the old lady was slower and lighter.