Chapter 13 Late Night Chicken Soup
A warm, thick quilt hugged her trembling body from behind.
Liu Sheng looked back and saw that her mother had climbed up to the roof to look for her.
Ling Youlian had a gentle smile on her face and held a hand stove wrapped in floral cloth in her hand.
She gently put the hand stove into Liu Sheng's hand, then sat next to her daughter, wrapped her daughter tightly in the quilt and hugged her.
"It's windy at night, go back to bed quickly, it's frozen like this." Ling Youlian scolded softly, but her tone was full of concern.
Liu Sheng held the stove and leaned on her mother's shoulder. Her whole body was gradually getting warmer, and the uneasiness in her heart was slowly dissipating.
"Mom, I want to connect with the gods...but..." Liu Sheng wanted to tell her mother about the experience just now, but when the words came to her mouth, she stopped inexplicably.
This is an unspeakable power!
Didn’t she fail to communicate with the gods?
But if it doesn't succeed, how can this power of rules be triggered?
Ling Youlian didn't know what her daughter was thinking, so she just hugged her gently and said, "Mom, I know you want to go higher and further, but you can't force your way to the gods."
Liu When Sheng was admitted to Hanshan Academy, the entire Little Green Garden was excited. There was an endless stream of parents who came to Liu Ruhai and Ling Youlian to seek Buddhist scriptures. However, when they heard that she had only scored eight points in spirituality during the root and bone test at the academy, everyone was a little agitated. I saw the joke and thought it would be a hard life to be admitted to a big academy outside. If I couldn't be a high-ranking practitioner, it would still be a hard life.
Ling Youlian knew that Liu Sheng was keeping quiet, but she felt very strong in her heart and was holding back her energy. She was afraid that her daughter would be depressed, so she kept comforting her by saying that it didn't matter if she couldn't practice cultivation. It would be a blessing to find a stable job and earn a little money to support herself. It would be a blessing to live a stable and ordinary life like this.
It is common sense that a person whose spirituality is below 20 has no connection with spiritual practice. As a mother, she does not want to see her daughter bruised because of her hopes.
Over time, Liu Sheng seemed to have listened. Although she would still try to channel the spirit from time to time, she was no longer so persistent. At least when the weather was as cold as it is now, she would definitely huddle in the house and wait for the weather to get warmer.
Later, Liu Sheng held back her energy and was admitted to the Li County Weaving Institute. At least food and clothing were not a problem, and she was also a public servant and respected. Suddenly, the villagers who had been watching indifferently became enthusiastic again, and began to bring their children to visit for Buddhist scriptures.
But for Ling Youlian, these reputations and popularity are secondary. She only hopes that her daughter can support herself, be healthy and live happily.
Ling Youlian didn't know what happened to Liu Sheng outside, but she actually saw her daughter becoming interested in practice again.
"Mom, have you ever thought about where you would be now if you could continue practicing? What are you doing?" Liu Sheng suddenly asked in a muffled voice.
Ling Youlian was slightly stunned. This question was obviously beyond her expectation.
Ling Youlian was not as smart as Liu Sheng back then. He was able to pass Xiaoluyuan through his own efforts and go to Hanshan Academy, one of the top ten academies. But she is not bad at talent. She was admitted to Changxing Academy, the only academy in the Changxing Mountains. Her spirituality is over 20, which is enough for her to practice. However, her talent is average, and she only reached the third level of the first level when she graduated. In addition, after leaving the academy, he had to live with Liu Ruhai, so he had to find a suitable job. Ling Youlian had already transferred to the Tiangong Department to concentrate on learning weapon refining when he was in the academy.
Liu Ruhai's qualifications are even more ordinary, his spirituality is only close to 20 points, and he has not even broken through to the first level. Although he was admitted to Changxing Academy, it was just luck. After all, he was not interested in practicing any Taoism. He only wanted to be a cook and open a restaurant.
In order to save money to open a restaurant with Liu Ruhai, Ling Youlian became the only weapon refiner in Xiaolvyuan. Later, she had a child, and her spiritual practice was further put on hold. After so many years, she still stayed in the third level of the first level. No progress has been made. On the contrary, the couple's small catering business has grown bigger and bigger, from a three or five-seat restaurant to a two-story restaurant today.
Liu Sheng also knew about these, so he asked this question.
A complicated light flashed in Ling Youlian's eyes, as if she was recalling something, and then she sighed softly and said: "Of course when I was young, my mother also thought about becoming an outstanding practitioner, wielding a sword, and conquering the world. The world is strange, and I have traveled to unknown places. Of course, I have also imagined that one day I might be able to step into the legendary Divine Realm and become the person closest to the Supreme God in the world. "
"To be honest, if I hadn't met your father, maybe I would have gone to the capital to find my uncle and asked him to find me a good job. Maybe I would have settled in Chang'an from now on, where there is a strong atmosphere of spiritual practice. , I may go further and further on the road of spiritual practice.”
“But life is not the same as you imagine, it is full of twists and turns, and you don’t know it. Which path is right, but you have to make a choice."
She paused and continued: "If I continue to practice, I may face unknown dangers alone in a corner. , pursuing the so-called profound realm. Will that kind of life really be better than now?"
Ling Youlian's eyes became gentle and firm, and she caressed Liu Sheng's head. Fa, continued: "But now, mother has you, your father, and our small family. Although ordinary, we are also very happy. And my weapon-making skills are not bad, and everyone in Xiaolvyuan needs them." Me. This kind of life is enough for me. "Everyone's path is different. It's best to find the one that suits you."
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Liu Sheng was touched as she listened. She had not yet figured out what her path would be.
But at least for her now, the first thing is to conduct high-dimensional analysis again, and she wants to solve the "Yi Yu" matter.
Unlike her, "Yi Yu" has a father who cares about the family and is good at cooking, and a mother who can earn her own money and is considerate.
Especially "Yi Yu's" mother, a typical suffocating and strong parent. It can be said that "Yi Yu"'s character later became so weak, swallowing all the sorrows in her stomach, which is probably the same as her childhood. Growing up is related to the mother's communication style.
With a thought, she seemed to have caught something.
"What are you talking about up there? It's cold, come down quickly! I made chicken soup and drank a bowl of it to warm it up before going to sleep."
Suddenly, there was a sound in the yard under the eaves. Liu Ruhai shouted with great anger.
Mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled.
Then Ling Youlian hugged Liu Sheng and used the magic of lightening to jump off the roof.
Liu Sheng looked at the ladder he had just leaned on to climb up to the roof, and suddenly felt a little angry. Why couldn't he practice cultivation?
At least this roof can go up as much as you want, and come down as fast as you want.
Liu Ruhai has already poured out two bowls of chicken soup and placed it on the table. It is steaming hot and exudes an alluring fragrance.
Sitting down, Liu Sheng took the bowl of chicken soup handed to her by Liu Ruhai and took a cautious sip. The sweet aroma of the slow-cooked chicken filled her mouth, and her body immediately warmed up.
At that moment, she felt that all her fatigue and fear were dispelled by this bowl of soup.
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On the second day, Liu Sheng left Xiaoluyuan with a large cup of tightly wrapped chicken soup.
There are also pancakes, dried meat and pickles made by her father.
My mother also stuffed her with a lot of refining materials, as well as some refining books and handy refining tools.
Even Li Xiaoer, who was originally angry with Liu Sheng yesterday, mysteriously stuffed a box of things into her. This child's anger really comes and goes quickly. She has already said "Sister Liu Sheng" The cry was so sweet. Liu Sheng later took it apart on the flying car and took a look at it. They were all kinds of snacks that Li Xiaoer and Liu Ruhai had learned to make. They looked a little ugly, but they tasted pretty good.
When you come, you have a big bag and a small bag, and when you leave, you still have a big bag and a small bag.
But the burden on her heart was much lighter.
She probably knows what to do.
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(End of this chapter)