From Cultivator to Widow

Chapter 74

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Su Hui saw Zhang Baoguo's worries.

His talent is not in writing articles, because with his heart, he wrote an article that can be submitted, but it does not mean that he can continue to write articles that can be submitted later. Once it is luck, it does not mean strength. Two or three times, then it can prove that he really has this strength, not illusory luck.

The frequency of her submissions has been maintained, and after a month or two, there will be a payment for the manuscript, and she not only contributes to one newspaper, but also to others.

Not all the things she wrote will be accepted, because for one reason or another, there will always be some who fail the list.

This is normal. Articles have their own aesthetics. If all of them are accepted, they are either very famous or have excellent writing skills.

She has a good level, but she can't say it is top-notch. She is not so blindly confident. What she is adopting now is enough, and there is another serious source of income.

It also inspired the four boys to work hard for their goals.

It took Zhang Baoguo two months to write an article he was satisfied with.

He reads a lot of newspapers, and his mother often asks them to copy good words and sentences, but they can't write them out. He has a certain level of appreciation and appreciation, and he knows that the things he wrote can be handed in to deal with whatever happens. My teacher, but the newspaper office is not a teacher, as long as you write it, it will be given to you.

To be honest, he was a bit battered.

He didn't know the phrase that debut is the peak at this time. If he knew, he would definitely use this to describe himself. Could it be that the first article he contributed was the top of the mountain he could climb? How could this make him happy

Zhang Weiguo is similar to him. He wrote many articles. Although many of them were called back by his mother, there were also some who sent them to contribute together, but there was no accident, none of them. Let's get together, I believe that sooner or later, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes.

From Su Hui's point of view, the two of them are in a hopeless situation for the time being, but this cannot be forced.

Zhang Baoguo's skills are focused on physical fitness.

Su Hui made medicinal soup for the four of them, and Lingquan helped them improve their physical fitness. Among the four of them, Zhang Baoguo had the best root.

If this is a world of martial arts, if the four brothers go to practice martial arts, there is no doubt that Zhang Baoguo will have the widest and longest road.

In addition to his natural roots, his perseverance is also quite outstanding.

Except for the bad weather, he goes to report to Zhang Chengye every day. Even if the weather is bad and he stays at home, he will make up for the amount of exercise he needs to do. He has talent and perseverance. As long as he doesn't encounter any accidents, such a person will undoubtedly Be the best in the crowd.

In terms of learning, he is not as quick thinking as Zhang Weiguo, but among ordinary people, he is also enough to be called a genius by ordinary people.

Good health affects people in all aspects. For example, the better the physical fitness, the better the memory and thinking ability will not be.

Zhang Anguo and Zhang Dingguo are young, but they have always been smart, otherwise they would not easily challenge Zhang Weiguo's dignity as an older brother, and want to be classmates with him.

It is easy for them to skip grades, although there are times when learning is not so important, and because it is relatively simple, their own efforts also account for it.

Su Hui entered the Mustard Seed Space, came to a rice field, and picked off a stalk of rice. In a few days, this rice field will be ready for harvest, just enough to replenish the rice tank that is about to bottom out.

She walked forward for a while, it was a harvested strawberry field, looking at the bright red dots on the ground, Su Hui's eyes subconsciously curved slightly, especially when she saw a certain strawberry plant in the middle.

What she planted were ordinary mortal seeds, not spiritual seeds. That is to say, although they were planted in the environment of aura, they were only mortal fruits. However, even mortal fruits might mutate.

This is the first mutated plant among the many plants she planted.

None of the special plants she was looking for mutated, but a strawberry mutated first.

In the center of an open space, a strawberry plant that is smaller than the surrounding strawberries quietly took root there, and there was a still green fruit underneath. The aura flowed to the eyes, and the aura above the fruit could be seen.

This is a low-level spiritual fruit that has mutated into a low-level spirit. It contains a little spiritual energy. It doesn't really have much effect on her now, but it is very good if there is a mutation. It can mutate from an ordinary strawberry to a spiritual fruit. This has already taken a step forward. One step, to use another more accurate word, should be called evolution.

Evolution from a lower life form to a higher life form.

However, mutation is indeed more beneficial to the evolution of plants.

She used many means to promote their mutation.

The strawberry field next door is her experimental field. So far, many mutated plants have been harvested, but those plants have not mutated into spiritual fruits and elixir, but ordinary mutations, such as fruit shape changes, color changes, height changes, etc. , and some died directly. Mutations have both good and bad sides.

Su Hui doesn't know what effect this strawberry has when it's ripe. At present, it can only be seen that it has aura, but other than this

Is there any other effect

After staying in front of it for a while, she walked to the area of medicinal materials. Some of the medicinal materials here were dug from the mountains, and some were planted by the seeds she bought at the drugstore.

Some medicinal materials will be upgraded with the change of age, the most typical one is ginseng, which has been grown for more than a hundred years, and it is a blind panacea.

The ginseng field in front of her could tell from the branches and leaves that it was growing very well. If she pulled it out and sent it to the pharmacy, it might be regarded as ten-year ginseng.

Su Hui picked some medicinal materials and boiled them into ointment in the mustard space.

This is for Su Qianming.

She has all these medicinal materials here, so she contracted the work.

Among other things, in this place full of aura, there is nothing to say about the medicinal properties of these medicinal materials.

Su Hui also prepared a medicinal soup and mixed it with a bundle of medicinal herbs to give the four children a bath that night.

Looking at the shiny green color in the wooden barrel, Zhang Anguo raised his little arm: "Mom, what is this for?"

Su Hui: "Put your hands down, only your neck is exposed, forget?"

Zhang Anguo immediately shrank his body obediently, only showing his small head.

"Strengthen the body, prevent disease, repel mosquitoes."

Zhang Anguo didn't realize it, there were so many functions, but they should all be true, because in his impression, the brothers hadn't suffered from illness for a long, long time.

Thinking of the medicine his family boiled at his little friend's house before, he wrinkled his face. The taste was so unbelievable. He would rather take a few more baths with this strong smell than drink it in his mouth.

Zhang Baoguo was replying to Uncle Limao.

Uncle Tanuki found out that their article was published in the newspaper, and he praised it greatly, and even gave him a special gift, a pen that doesn't look cheap.

He is using this pen to answer his letters now.

The writing is smooth, the handwriting is clear and natural, and the hand feels good.

I don't know how much it will cost to buy it.

[… Thank you Uncle for the gift, I received it and I like it very much, Uncle, your letter said you went to the capital, right? What kind of place is the capital? I hope I can go there one day...

Uncle, the anti-mosquito bag has been prepared according to the amount you said. In addition, it is wrapped in newspaper, which is dried chrysanthemum, which can be placed in the pillow. ]

After writing here, his pen paused.

Remembering what Uncle Tanuki had said, he changed a piece of paper and continued writing.

[Uncle, I am a little troubled about something. I want to tell you that you all praise me, but I feel that I can’t write another article like this. Will you be disappointed with me like this

If I can't do it, will I feel that I am in vain

… ]

When he finished writing the letter to Su Hui, he stood there without speaking for a long time.

He wrote all the letters and correspondences with his father's comrades-in-arms and friends, but before sending them out, his mother would read them to check if there was anything wrong with writing. He always didn't feel anything, but this time, another piece of paper , he doesn't look like mom.

His mother is the person he relies on the most, there is nothing he cannot say, but as he grows older, he will find it difficult to speak to his mother about some things.

Su Hui took the letter, looked at the other well-folded paper in his hand, and said, "That's a private message between you and him, you checked it, there are no sensitive words, right?"

"No."

Su Hui spread her hands: "Then you give it to me and put it in the envelope directly, and I won't read your private messages."

Zhang Baoguo closed his mouth, still unable to stop the upward arc, nodded fiercely: "En!"

Su Hui put his "whisper" into the envelope in front of him and sealed it.

Zhang Baoguo walked away with ease.

Su Hui watched his leaving back, lost in memory.

She hadn't thought of her parents for a while.

No matter when she was a high school student in the first life, or when she "traversed" to the world of comprehension later, she had parents.

In the first life, the reason for the time travel was very simple. There was an accident, and the white-haired person gave away the black-haired person. It was foreseeable how sad her parents would be.

Fortunately, her life should not die, perhaps because of a rare celestial phenomenon, she retained her memory and was born in the world of comprehension.

In that gorgeous world of self-cultivation, she embarked on the path of self-cultivation.

Then, Da Neng fought and brought disaster to Chi Yu. Her body was annihilated, and only her soul came here under the protection of the secret treasure.

This world is very similar to the era of her first life, but there are also obvious differences that tell her that they are two different worlds.

However, from the newspapers and the radio, there is no deviation from the general trend.

Perhaps parallel time and space

Or a mirror world? A small world of chance and coincidence

She is still in the foundation building stage, she doesn't know.

She only knows that she is still alive, and there is Bone Bone Lotus, and she still has the chance to go back to that gorgeous world of cultivation.

I don't know what will happen to her parents in the second life? Her soul lamp should have gone out.

It's going to make them sad again.

If the present is regarded as the third life, she should be able to accompany them to their old age without any accidents.

Zhang Baoguo lost his father, and without her, his mother would also be lost. She occupied this body when Yuan was seriously ill and just took his last breath, and owed this karma.

He didn't know that there was another person in his mother, he just thought that his father left, and then his mother fell ill, and then his personality changed.

Becomes more and more decisive, more and more majestic, the shadow of a loving mother fades away, more like a "strict father".

But the role of father did not completely disappear during his growth.

Whether it is Zhang Chengye, who guides him every day, or Guan Shaoli and Sun Qiang, who were his father's comrades-in-arms, all more or less played a part of his father's role.

Guan Shaoli is the farthest away, and has the fewest chances to meet each other, but this is the case, some things are difficult to say to others, and only speaking to him will not touch the sensitive heart of the young man.

Su Hui blinked her eyes, not thinking about her parents, and smiled meaningfully at the sealed letter.

She is a monk, and monks see things more often not with their eyes, but with their spiritual sense.

She easily "saw" the contents inside, which was not what she expected.

It seems that he has not written a good article, which really puts a lot of pressure on him.

Although he didn't show much on his face.

She put the letter away as if she had never read the contents.

She believed that Guan Shaoli would wake up this somewhat confused young man.

Perhaps the boy didn't want to let his mother down because he didn't want to talk to her, otherwise, she should say this.

But that's fine too. As the baby grows older, the wings of the baby bird become wider and wider, and the dependence on the mother should also decrease accordingly. Otherwise, how will they leave home in the future, fly away from the mother's territory alone, and soar outside

She will leave sooner or later.