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Since being reborn, Du Nan felt that his perception of the whole world had changed drastically.

Now it seems that he has to add his milk.

Legend has it that when his grandma was young, she was the kind of young lady who was truly untouchable. The only daughter of a big chaebol family, she was born a winner in life. She learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting every day to cultivate her sentiments. When she was a little older, she was taken around the world by her mother. , I went to watch fashion shows in various shows, and often sat in the first row. When girls of the same age went to bookstores to buy comics, she participated in the auction of classic paintings at top auctions. Other girls were still thinking about how to inlay them so that When the fifty-point diamond on the diamond ring looked bigger, there were no diamonds under ten carats in her dressing box.

In fucking words: she and his grandma don't live in the same world at all.In his fucking memories, his grandma was probably the crane that Du Nan had seen today—the fairy air fluttering.

His mother and his grandma didn't get along with each other from the very beginning, they had no common language, and they didn't talk speculatively. There was no way, his grandma's life script was too ungrounded.

However, this is a thing of the past.

Since being reborn in this world, Du Nan feels that there is no one who is more down-to-earth than his grandma.Occasionally, his father and his mother would show a little bit of incompatibility with the life in the country because of the experience of the previous life, but his grandma didn't have it at all.

His mother said that in the previous life, whatever gift was given to his grandma, his grandma always had a disinterested expression on her face.

It doesn't need ten carats of diamonds, nor 100 carats, just a lump of crane poo can make his tits crack.

Didn't you see the corner of his mouth where the milk can hardly be suppressed?

Maybe the reason why his mother and his mother had no common language in the previous life was not that his mother was not grounded, but that his mother was not grounded enough.

Then there is his grandma's attitude towards his father.

Applying his mother's experience in his previous life, at first he thought it was the wicked mother-in-law's pickiness, but after watching and hearing a lot, Du Nan felt more and more: What happened to his mother and his milk in his previous life? I don't know, but his father has been scolded by him all his life, as if... he deserves to be scolded.

"Oh, you're finally back, why are you back so late? But it's a good thing you came back late, otherwise I wouldn't have enough time." Seeing them coming back, his father happily ran out of the back kitchen , there is no aroma of food on his body, but there is a suspicious sweetness.

Sure enough, in the next second, his father unapologetically brought out the fruit of his hard work for a long time - a decent little cake.

Not to mention, it is [-]% similar to the cakes that Du Nan has seen in the images in his previous life, and they look delicious. To be able to toss such a cake from them in the ancient cultivation world, not to mention, his father is really capable Yes, however - this cake is the size of a palm.

Even if it's as big as his father's palm, if it's all three servings, the portion is very pitiful. If it's a dessert for women who are trying to lose weight, this portion is very good, but...

"I have been working hard in the field for a long time since the morning, and you will let me eat this when you come back?!" Sure enough, the corners of his mouth that had been upturned completely collapsed, his brows stood coldly, and his expression was cold Look at his dad.

"What about other meals?" His grandmother continued to ask.

"No, no more..." His father whispered, and the small cake that was held on his chest before drooped down: "I'm busy making cakes, no, I haven't had time to prepare other things..."

His grandma just took a deep breath, and managed to control his anger. His grandma asked him again: "Where is Du Nan's egg custard? He has started to add food from outside recently. You should do this, right?"

Then Du Nan watched his father take a step back, and said with a look of despair, "This, this... is dead..."

The cake he made is named "Egg" Cake, which uses a lot of eggs...

Unable to control himself anymore, his grandma scolded his father bloody again, but he couldn't scold him for too long, there was no way, the whole family was still hungry!

With a twist of her toes, she immediately went out to the neighbor's house next door, and when she returned home, she had a few more eggs and a handful of vegetables in her hand.

"What are you still doing in a daze? You finished the eggs, I borrowed a few for you from the next door, why don't you hurry up and make egg custard for Du Nan? As for us, you can just make the simplest pimple soup, which saves time " He raised his eyebrows and instructed his father.

Then Du Nan watched his father take another step back, and said in a murmur, "That...the flour...was used up when making cakes..."

So, when other people had already had lunch and took a nap, Du Nan's family finally had their late lunch.

Du Nan ate milk and custard, while the others ate...vegetable egg drop soup with a small piece of cake.

I always feel that everyone in his family is thinner except for him—Du Nan thought.

Fortunately, his father was reborn in such a world in this life, he just does the housework at home, and his mother and his mother can do the business, so far, it seems that his mother and his mother are doing very well!

Du Nan's mother is still studying all his life. Du Nan didn't think much about it at first. He thought his mother was studying the Four Books and Five Classics. "Ordinary people in the world of cultivating immortals". After all, his family is a farmer and lives in the countryside, and he sees farmers like them when he travels. Whoever said that everyone in the world of cultivating immortals has to cultivate immortals? The largest ethnic groups that make up each world have always been Ordinary people!

However, his mother later told him that what she learned in the town government school was magic.

Du Nan: =口= "The supreme rulers of this world are the various sects of cultivating immortals, just like here, the most powerful sect is Miaoling Palace, so Miaoling Palace is our government here, and the rare animal pavilion they opened It is an official store, and the school they open is an official school."

Are you a disciple of Miaoling Palace?Du Nan asked her mother with his eyes, this... this... If his mother is a disciple of Miaoling Palace, then he is the son of a disciple of Miaoling Palace, isn't he also considered as the second generation of Xiu?God!Rebirth in the family of a farmer in the world of cultivating immortals and rebirth in the family of a cultivator in the world of cultivating immortals are two career planning trajectories, okay?

Knowing what he was asking, Du Nan shook his head: "In my previous life, I was an ordinary person. When everyone had some supernatural powers, I became stronger than before, and I didn't suddenly become powerful when I came here. What a powerful person with spiritual roots."

"However, this does not prevent me from learning spells. In today's world, spells have spread to the lives of ordinary people. Even the practitioners of Miaoling Palace have to eat and drink Lazard. The elixir they want to eat, their spiritual birds The spiritual grass we need to eat... It is not worthwhile for a cultivator to grow it himself, and we still have to rely on ordinary people to do it. Therefore, in order to make ordinary people more efficient, the cultivators have spared no effort to create conditions for us. Not to mention all kinds of convenient tools, but also open basic spells for ordinary people to learn."

Du Nan's mother paused for a moment: "However, the tuition fee is still quite expensive. Even basic spells cannot be learned by an individual. I have to thank you for this. In fact, my talent is not very good."

However, Du Nan's mother planned to let his mother learn spells from the very beginning. She did not give up after learning for many years without seeing any major results, and still let his mother continue to study in the town.

Fortunately, his mother is very competitive. Du Nan doesn't know how far he has learned the art of magic, but he feels that his mother has forced the town's official school to have an effect similar to that of xx business school.

His mother's popularity in the government school is very good!Senior Sister Song is just one of them. With the recommendation of Senior Sister Song, the second-level Du Ying of his milk breed was sold at a good price, which was much more cost-effective than selling it to Zhen Beast Pavilion in the town. Not to mention, his milk breed The ordinary Du Yingwang steward also collected at the county price. On average, an acre of Du Ying can be sold for [-]% more than before. The milk is powerful, and it can grow more than other people. After accumulating in this way, Du Nan's family's annual income has doubled.

And the root of all this is his grandma's hard work so that his mother can enter the government school in the town.

In addition, Du Nan's mother-in-law is also able to do things by herself. Apart from scolding his father every day, his mother-in-law doesn't spend much time at home. Real farming.

He didn't like to watch his dad and a bunch of elders embroider flowers at home, but Du Nan was more willing to watch him farm the land. He found that he was really good at farming the land!Pay attention from the beginning of breeding, to sowing seedlings, watering, and deworming... His mother is not purely social in the official school, but he still has to learn the basic spells seriously, especially the rain spell related to his grandma's farming. , wind singing skills and so on... She knows all these things, but she is much worse than his grandma in terms of farming, but she can cooperate. Du Nan soon discovered that it was no accident that his family's Du Ying looked so good, and her grandma really worked hard.

His grandma later planted a first-class Du Yinglai!Although it is Class C, but Senior Sister Song was recruited again, and she personally bought the first-grade Class C Du Ying, and by the way, let her own cranes leave a few piles of poop in Du's field, if Senior Sister Song came here before If it is mainly for the sake of his mother's face, then this time it is sincere and sincere. At least in the land she manages, there are no more than three retail households that can grow first-level Duying. It is a great thing for her that the level of Du Ying grown can be improved!

So, when she came here for the second time, Senior Sister Song had dinner at Du's house, and while she was full of praise for the little cakes his father made, she also hugged Du Nan.

"This baby is really strong!" While she was full of praise for Du Nan's praise, she didn't dare to hug her too much. After all, she is not a very powerful cultivator, and her limited fairy skills have not been strengthened to her arm strength. She couldn't hold a heavyweight baby for long.

However, she gave Du Nan a gift - a small hoe made by a cultivator, made of spirit wood, with several exquisite formations added to it, which can change the size and weight freely. When Du Nan held it in his hand , just turned into a hoe that was very harmonious with his figure.

"I heard that you love to watch your grandma grow Duying. Could it be that you are learning ahead of time? Then I will try to win over you. In the future, you will grow good things. Don't forget Aunt Song!"

What she said was not a joke. In fact, Du Nan went to the village to watch people planting the land almost every day. Everyone would watch it, especially his grandma. Fortunately, he is a future farmer who can take over from his grandmother's class.

Don't look at anything else, just look at the skin color.

Zhenri went to the field to watch him plant the land, Du Nan is no longer the chubby little baby he was before.

He turned into Hei Da Zhuang.

The author has something to say: His milk: I can't bear to look directly