Chapter 215: Autumn Scenery of the Ranch, Tomorrow Is a Day

The million soul sources sent by the eldest lady this time have been spent, but the coupons are still useless!

Looking at the one million soul sources, Gu Ke had an idea and increased the Formless Scripture to level 1100 in one breath.

The additional bonus of 1100 points for four attributes is received, which makes the body full of energy.

His spiritual thoughts instantly became stronger and more active, and he really wanted to be restless.

He didn't add more points.

The range of his spiritual thoughts has long exceeded the area of ​​​​the cave. If he spends one million points in one go, he will have to watch the three women's every move for twelve hours a day these days.

By the way, the scenes of the various animals eating, drinking, peeing, sleeping, etc. in the livestock farm will be engraved in my memory and will never be forgotten.

He's not looking for trouble.

It would be better to increase the level to 100 every few days and then improve after stabilizing the mental state.

However, his physique has skyrocketed again, and his blood is replenishing day by day. He is full of vitality, and when he is ready to take action, Gu Ke does not intend to embarrass himself.

After lunch, he and Xiao Man went to inspect the livestock farm.

It's September, the sky is turning into summer colors, and the leaves of the trees are moving with the sound of autumn.

After the cold dew, there is a bit more chill in the air.

Xiao Man leaned against Gu Ke and sat in a small attic opened separately on the slope of the roof of the livestock farm.

There is a completely closed wooden board under the body, which blocks the fishy smell coming from the cattle and sheep.

In front of me is a piece of jade lemongrass roof grass that has been propped up to block direct sunlight and rainwater.

In front of me is a slightly yellow pasture, and there are livestock wandering in it. The cows neigh and the horses neigh, the chickens and ducks chirp, and there is a little vitality in the noise.

Xiaoman was curled up in his arms at the moment, and Baozi's face was flushed, much like a ripe white jade peach.

His big eyes were narrowed, and his usually lively and agile eyes were watery. His vision wandered in the open sky and pasture, without any focus.

Gu Ke put his mouth in her ear and asked softly: "I see you busy in the livestock farm on weekdays, so I learned a lot. I wonder how good this skill is with Master Xiaoman?"

Following the words, bursts of hot breath brushed against her fleshy ears and penetrated into her ear canals one after another.

Those broad and slender fingers work hard to show the results of these days of study.

Xiaoman felt as if electric current was flowing through the air, with a tingling sensation.

The thoughts in his mind were wandering, and he suddenly remembered the situation when he was removing the "extra burden" from Sanhua every day.

A strange thought came to my mind: I'm afraid I'm not as good as Lao Gu in terms of craftsmanship, otherwise Sanhua would be begging me for help every day.

Immediately, there was a feeling of warmth in the earlobe, and one of the hands originally in front of the eyes moved to the back, occupying a large area.

After continuous practice of Jiurou Dragon Subduing Technique, the skin becomes soft and smooth, and you can sink into it with gentle force.

Immediately, it showed amazing tenacity. When strong force was applied, it would move quickly and sway around, preventing people from fully grasping it.

At this moment, in the winding stream, a large silver carp was pecked ashore by a large goose.

It was full of energy and wild and untamed, jumping and struggling on the grass, stubbornly resisting the continuous pecking of the goose.

Until a moment later, when his strength was exhausted, the plump big silver carp collapsed there, breathing helplessly with its mouth wide open, its tail still trembling in waves.

The big goose, who was so rested, stepped forward leisurely and began to enjoy the delicious meal on the plate.

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After inspecting the livestock farm in the afternoon, Xiaoman had to go for a swim in the river and change his clothes.

Occasionally, the eyes that drift towards someone seem to be carrying hooks, as if they want to pull them over at any time.

Xiao Ping'er was thoughtful.

When it was time to enter trance at night, she suddenly said that she would find a separate room to enter trance and sleep at night.

In this way, Xiaoman and Salanzhu can play around as they like without going to bed too early.

Xiaoman couldn't bear to leave his little sister, and was a little strange: "It's just a matter of entering samadhi, so there's no need to sleep separately, right?"

Xiao Ping'er shook her head: "I'm almost at the completion of my meditation. From now on, I may have to move forward by an hour every day. It's more convenient to separate."

Seeing the look on Xiaoman's face that said "the Lun family is unhappy", she felt helpless. She stepped forward to hug the eldest sister and comforted her: "If it's just for a while, forget it, but in the future I will be in samadhi for longer and longer, so I can't do it because of this." , just let you stop playing.”

Salanzhu didn't say anything just now, but looked back and forth between the two small rooms. She seemed to understand something, so she said, "My little sister, that's right."

Xiao Man and Xiao Ping'er turned their heads to look at each other, wanting to hear what she had to say.

Saranzhu coughed lightly: "I read in a book that children should be in a room alone when they reach an age. This means that they have grown up."

"When I was a child, many people in the village were in their twenties, and their families still lived in the same house." Xiaoman habitually argued.

Salanzhu sneered: "It's nothing to squeeze into one room. There are whole families in the far north, from grandparents to grandchildren, crowded on the same couch."

"Ah?" Xiao Man's eyes widened: "Is this happening?"

Xiao Ping'er interrupted: "There are also some in the Northern Desert."

Salanzhu laughed and motioned for her to explain.

Xiao Ping'er sighed: "That's because they are too poor. The winter in the Northern Desert is very cold, and there is thick snow on the ground for several months. Many people can only squeeze the whole family into a small house, sharing A kang, with little movement, thus saving food and firewood,"

Xiaoman was stunned after hearing this: "So that's it. Although it's cold in our mountains, it only snows occasionally in the coldest winter. Most of the time, we have to go out to cut firewood and work."

Salanzhu sneered: "Let's talk about the Niu village chief in your village. Is it possible that his son still sleeps in his father's room when he is in his twenties? They don't share rooms or sleep on the same couch. It's because of poverty."

Xiaoman was speechless.

When she was a child, although Chief Niu had a miserable life, he was still a novice martial artist. His family still had a main hall and two rooms in the east and west.

Other kitchens, warehouses, and woodsheds are also available.

In the words of her brother Xiong Daman, "the village chief's firewood shed is almost the same as my main hall."

Xiao Ping'er hugged Xiao Man and rocked her like a child: "Sister, don't worry too much. You won't be able to see me when you get up in the morning. How about we get together and sleep together every few days?"

Xiaoman thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement.

Salanzhu also came over and put her under his arm: "Don't worry, I will move you enough before you go to bed every night."

As he said that, he put his hand in the right position and grabbed it hard.

Xiao Man groaned, remembering what happened in the afternoon in his mind, his face turned slightly red, his body felt a little weak, but he was unable to fight back immediately.

After a few "attacks", Salanzhu felt that something was wrong. She looked at this guy and saw that she looked like she was not in her mind.

When Xiao Ping'er saw this, she thought Xiao Man was still unhappy, so she took him to have a private chat, leaving Sa Lanzhu to sleep alone first.

Saranzhu watched the two of them go to another hut by the lake with a thoughtful look on her face.

After a moment, she slapped her forehead: "Someone must know everything, why should I bother thinking about it."

Before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared.

On the other side, Gu Ke was sitting in the east bedroom, consciously checking the things in the warehouse: "Roasted eggplant with garlic and double peppers? This pass, so that Xiaoman's mouth will not be filled with the smell of garlic later."

"Stinky tofu? Pass."

“Barbecue and hot pot are also Pass.”

"Ice cream? Well, the fruity one tastes good."

"Cream, it seems a bit too much. Let's talk about it later."

When he was muttering in his mind that he had a grand plan, Salanzhu used thousands of rivers and mountains to cross the void and appeared in front of him.

And she just happened to put her head on his lap and lie on her back on the couch, which was a very suitable posture.

Gu Ke was startled: "What are you doing?"

With a smile on her face, Salanzhu told Xiao Ping'er her decision just now, then she hugged him with both hands and her voice became loud: "Master~~~man~~~"

"What do you want? If you want, just talk." Gu Ke tilted his head and curled his lips in disgust.

This guy knows that he can't stand this kind of deliberate nagging, so he often uses this as an opening to make requests.

Saranzhu chuckled: "These days, every time you and Xiaoman are together, I can't feel it anymore. You wrote a short story in your book, which seems to be called "There is no three hundred taels of silver here."

Gu Ke was unmoved. From the beginning, he never felt that he could hide it from anyone, especially the mansion spirit Salanzhu.

It's easy to want her not to see it, but "not being able to see" itself is a clear indication that he has something he doesn't want to be watched.

And in the cave, what else could it be that he and Xiao Man were together and couldn't be watched?

Therefore, it is not a problem that Saranzhu knew this, and when she knew it...it is not a problem now.

As the Mansion Spirit that was completely bound to him, she didn't have much scruples.

"Now that I think about it, Xiaoman and you have been disappearing for a few hours every day for several months." This was a question, but the tone was very sure.

Gu Ke hummed and waited for the next step.

Saran's eyes rolled: "Then from today on, I demand equal treatment, so that Xiaoman will not show off in front of me in the future."

Gu Ke was a little speechless: This was one of the reasons why he didn't want to make trouble too early.

What is the blessing of bringing people together, what time management is actually not that simple.

If you are a scumbag, like the new and hate the old, just kill without burying, it will save trouble.

But he is obviously not this kind of person, and it is even more difficult to hold a bowl of water flat.

But Saranzhu made matters worse: "And my little sister may have guessed it. She just proposed to separate rooms to rest at night."

Gu Ke couldn't laugh or cry: Fortunately, this is Dawu and ancient times, and the development of Hataowen may not be great, otherwise he would have to wait for the finale of "Cure Xiang".

He reached out and grabbed Salanzhu's face, pulling it into a flatbread: "Children, please stop worrying about other things."

Saranzhu stood still and said, "I don't care, I want to negotiate with Xiao Manchu for the appropriate treatment."

Gu Ke lowered his head, slapped her on the forehead, and slapped her shoulder-wide forehead: "If you want equal treatment, you have to be on a first-come, first-served basis. I made an appointment with Xiaoman tonight, and I will be alone with you tomorrow about this matter." explain."

Saran's eyes rolled, and he suddenly leaned forward and said, "Then remember to find me tomorrow."

Her voice curled up, and her figure disappeared in an instant.

Gu Ke shook his head and wiped his mouth: "Aren't you just a little bit more scumbag? Do you really think I can't do it?"

Well, he was really unsure.

No matter how confident you are, some thoughts from your previous life still exist.

Bian made an appointment with Salanzhu tomorrow, and was about to go on a night out with Xiao Man. There was also Xiao Ping'er who behaved strangely. He suddenly had the feeling of a time management master rushing to the scene.

But after all, it is your choice and you can only work hard.

My thoughts were swirling there for a moment, until Xiao Mangou poked his head out of the door furtively, lowering his voice as if contacting a secret agent: "Lao Gu, Lao Gu, this way."

Seeing this, Gu Ke shook off the distracting thoughts in his heart, stood up, went over, hugged her, and immediately sent her to the Bihai Cave Mansion.

In a small house in the distance, Salanzhu curled his lips, withdrew half of his head from the window edge, and murmured: "I already know, why are you going to Bihai Cave Mansion? The most basic trust between people." Where are you going?"

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Early the next morning, when Gu Ke opened his eyes, the bedroom window was opened, and Salanzhu's head popped out: "Agu, it's already tomorrow."

Gu Ke:......

After getting dressed, I was cleaning up and washing up. During this period, I was arguing with my husband about whether this "day" was twelve hours long.

Xiao Ping'er floated over and landed on the stone platform of the bedroom. When she saw the two people talking there, she sighed inwardly.

Finally, he thought of sleeping in a separate room. He came to see Gu Ke first when he got up early, but he was beaten to the spot by Saranzhu.

So was it because I was too careless and didn't realize that my eldest sister and Azhu were already one step ahead? The hired hand once again fell into self-doubt.

When Gu Ke saw her arrival, he quickly finished washing up and took her to "choose" breakfast to avoid Saranzhu's repeater-like voice of "one day is a day".

Xiao Ping'er, who felt a little disappointed, couldn't help but ask Gu Ke: "What's wrong with her? What's the difference between one day and another?"

Gu Ke chose to tell the truth: "I said yesterday that I would play with her today, and she asked me to play with her all day long."

Xiao Ping'er suddenly nodded without saying a word, but thought in her mind: Hmm, hmm, so the skinny guy can actually be more upright?

But after repeatedly observing the "interaction" between Gu Ke and Salanzhu, she shook her head secretly: It's just a mangy thing, and it is impossible to succeed.

After spending many years together, she has a deep understanding of Gu Ke's character.

Most of the time, he was easier to talk to than anyone else, and he almost allowed them to play and eat whatever they wanted.

But when it comes to business, his decisions rarely change.

The simplest and most common example is Xiaoman reading.

Even though Xiao Man would frown as soon as he picked up the book, and would fall asleep reflexively within half an hour.

However, Gu Ke never let go. At first, he studied for an hour a day, and later it was reduced to half an hour.

This rule continues to this day and has never changed again.

Because half an hour is Xiaoman's "critical point", which is when sleepiness is about to rise but has not yet risen.

Anyway, Xiaoman's knowledge and memory have improved, and if time remains the same, he will only read more and more books every day - this is what he once said to Xiaoping'er.

Reading, or reading text, is indeed one of the most drowsy things you can do.

But when it comes to reading short story books or comic books, many people stay up late and read them with gusto.

In order to reduce Xiao Man's book narcolepsy, he hand-drawn illustrations for books that she was not interested in but needed to study.

Most of these so-called illustrations are four-frame comics.

Although Xiaoman doesn't like reading, he loves looking at these interesting illustrations.

Many knowledge points were integrated into illustrations and short stories, which she kept in mind.

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