"You still want to eat three fresh dumplings? Don't you know how troublesome it is? (glaring emoticon)"
"If you are not sincere, then forget it."
Shen Yao also knew that Song Zijin felt sorry for his mother, but he deliberately continued to reply like this.
"Okay, then I will reply to my mother. Meet you at the gate of our community after get off work in the afternoon."
After Song Zijin replied to a message, there was no movement.
Shen Yao smiled and put away his phone.
His eyes moved to his sister-in-law.
She was wearing a white training uniform with a ponytail. She looked fresh and capable. She had obviously made some progress in her horse steps. At least she listened to his instructions.
"Okay, that's it for today!"
He looked at the time, felt it was almost time, and shouted to Mu Qingyao.
Haste makes waste. She has only started practicing now, and the time cannot be too long, otherwise it will definitely cause damage to her body.
"Thank you, brother-in-law, Ouye."
Mu Qingyao became excited all of a sudden, stood up straight in a hurry, ran over, sat in front of the stone table, picked up a small pink kettle on the stone table, and drank heavily.
Perhaps because she was too thirsty, a stream of water flowed along her sharp chin, over her snow-white neck, and flowed in through the V-neckline of her white practice uniform.
This also made Shen Yao couldn't help but take another look.
"Brother-in-law, what are you looking at!"
Mu Qingyao, who put down the water glass, noticed Shen Yao's eyes, a blush on her pretty face, and said a little shyly.
"I'm watching the water flow in."
Shen Yao said seriously.
"Brother-in-law, please wipe it for me."
Mu Qingyao deliberately moved her upper body closer to Shen Yao, raised her chin, perfectly showing off her fair skin, as well as her delicate collarbones, and her almond-shaped eyes with a hint of narrowness.
"You're trying to seduce me into committing a crime, you know? Wait until you grow up!"
Shen Yao lowered his eyes, glanced at her, and made a pun.
"Brother-in-law..."
Mu Qingyao deliberately prolonged the ending of his voice and pursed his lips to express his dissatisfaction.
When she thought about her own breasts and those of other girls of the same age, she felt discouraged and couldn't understand why other people's breasts were so big while hers were so small!
"By the way, brother-in-law, did you break through last night? How powerful are you now?"
She seemed to have thought of something and immediately changed the subject.
"How powerful a person is is not determined by words, but by words."
Shen Yao said calmly.
"Brother-in-law...you must have a way, right?"
Mu Qingyao held Shen Yao's arm and shook her coquettishly.
"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, isn't it? But just know it in your heart and don't tell it, otherwise, no one will know anyone else from us in the future."
Having no choice but to be pestered by this sister-in-law, Shen Yao had no choice but to agree to him.
Seeing that God was about to agree, she immediately smiled and blinked her big almond-shaped eyes with an expectant expression.
"It looks good."
Shen Yao stretched out his palm, and when he was still twenty centimeters away from his sister-in-law's pink water cup, he flicked it.
boom--
An invisible force popped out from his finger, and a small hole popped out of the water cup, and boiled water gurgled out.
Mu Qingyao's eyes widened when she saw this scene, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. She felt that it was so fantasy that she even broke her water glass in the air.
"Brother-in-law, do you have the magical power of snapping your fingers in a martial arts novel?"
She asked Shen Yao excitedly.
Who hasn’t dreamed of martial arts? Such is Mu Qingyao, who has a lively and active temperament. What she likes most is to be like the heroines in martial arts novels, relying on their exquisite martial arts to perform chivalrous acts of justice.
It's a pity that she also knows that those are only in books. In the real world, there are also those powerful kung fu. However, now her brother-in-law has broken her knowledge and made the novel a reality.
How could this make her not excited or excited?
"What magic power is there? It's just the use of strength after practicing kung fu to a high level. Don't think too much about it."
Shen Yao shook his head and explained.
In the novel, the magic power of snapping fingers can hurt someone from a few feet away with a ray of true energy, but he is still far from it!
"Brother-in-law, I want to learn this."
Mu Qingyao didn't care whether she had magical powers or not, she just felt cool, her big almond eyes flashed with light, and she immediately begged.
"You can't learn. When you slap it out with your palm, the stone table will be intact on the outside but completely turned into powder on the inside. It won't be too far away for you to be able to learn."
"How long will it take?"
"With your current progress, you will definitely not be able to do it in less than ten years."
Shen Yao looked at her with a smile and said.
"You are such a bad brother-in-law..."
Mu Qingyao stared at Shen Yao with a depressed look, picked up the water glass and left.
It seems that some people cannot accept this fact.
Seeing Mu Qingyao's leaving figure, Shen Yao shook his head, got up and walked towards Leng's home.
This is the last treatment. After this time, Leng Lao's illness will be cured, as long as he does not continue to practice that breathing method.
"Young friend Shen, thank you so much. If I hadn't happened to meet you, I might have been able to just recuperate here and wait for death."
"Now I feel a lot more relaxed all over my body. I plan to leave Shanghai in two days. If there is anything that cannot be solved, you can call me in time. I am an old man and I still have some connections at the top of Xia Kingdom. of."
Mr. Leng looked at Shen Yao seriously.
My heart is filled with gratitude, which I cannot express in words at all.
He knew about his physical condition. According to the previous situation, he probably wouldn't live long at all, and every time he was in pain, life would be worse than death. Now he felt that he would have no problem living for another twenty years.
All this was brought about by Shen Yao.
"Mr. Leng, you are too polite. This is just a small effort. What's more, you also gave me a precious gift."
Shen Yao also quickly said modestly.
"No matter what, you gave me this old life, and I will keep it in my heart..."
The two chatted politely for a while, and Mr. Leng left Shen Yao to have lunch.
The time soon arrived in the afternoon.
He took a taxi and headed to the gate of Song Zijin's community.
Up to now, Mu Qingyao's car has not been completely repaired. Although there are other vehicles in the garage, they are too ostentatious for his liking, so he keeps taking taxis to go out.
After arriving at the gate of the community, he bought good cigarettes, wine, tea, etc. from the nearby store. After waiting for about ten minutes, he saw Song Zijin walking slowly.
She wore a hazy blue short-sleeved shirt, a lotus leaf light green skirt, a pair of white flat sandals, and carried a small blue and white cloth bag with her. She looked quiet and cold.
"Hi, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you look beautiful again."
Shen Yao took the initiative to say hello.
Today, she changed her hair style, and her long hair was pulled into a bun. She looked mature and classical, and she was even more beautiful than usual.