Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 219 Emotions

"Brother Su, do you have a partner when you suddenly clean up the house? There is no sound in the yard."

In Su Mu's east wing room, there were only Su Mu and Yu Haitang in front of the table.

Yu Li went back to the living room after eating.

Yu Haitang opened a bottle of red wine with Su Mu and chatted while eating.

Su Mu seems to have a good temper. To describe him in one word, he is 'gentle and elegant'.

Yu Li was driven away by her sister's eyes.

She felt that the atmosphere had reached this point today and she could consider further testing.

The presence of a third person will affect the progression of emotions.

In terms of relationships, Yu Haitang is not only a theoretical expert who has seen many pigs run away, but also has practical skills.

"I don't have anyone to talk to. I just feel like the house is idle. I'd like to take advantage of the good time to tidy it up so that I can live in a more spacious place."

"Then...brother Su doesn't want to have a date? You are one year older than me, and my family is urging me every day."

Yu Haitang raised his glass and clinked it with the glass in front of Su Mu.

"My family is in Fujian, so I have to get through the phone first. Is that kind of urging called urging?"

Su Mu's tone was interesting, which could be considered humorous in this era.

Yu Haitang seemed to have thought of something and burst into laughter.

The branches of laughter trembled wildly.

She wore a skirt with white background and blue dots, which immediately made Su Mu see through her pride that her child would definitely not be short of food in the future.

For a moment, Su Mu hesitated.

If Yu Haitang can accept Xijixiang Hutong, it doesn't mean that she can't be considered.

But the friendship is still too shallow.

Some things are done but cannot be said.

After all, Yu Haitang is just a girl, and Su Mu is not satisfied with such a girl. Once she has made her choice but is rejected, should she kill her with a ruthless hand?

Su Mu raised his glass and took a sip.

The dry wine wetted his taste buds, making his emotions fleeting and he continued to feel melancholy.

Yu Haitang had been paying attention to Su Mu's every move. When she saw him peeking at her chest, she straightened her back subconsciously.

That's the kind of character she has, she doesn't coy, she doesn't act pretentious, she just goes for it if she wants it.

It doesn't matter if they look at each other through clothes, if they are really together, everyone will give it to him.

only……

The other party just looked at it twice and gave no further feedback.

Let Yu Haitang feel a little regretful.

Her face was flushed and she looked very drunk.

If she dared to appear in this state while drinking with Xu Damao, Xu Damao would dare to reach out and grab her.

But at that time, she drank half as much as she does now, but she was not half drunk. On the contrary, Xu Damao was drunk to pieces.

It is true that people cannot be compared with each other.

This also increased her competitiveness.

She has never failed to get the man she wants from Haitang.

The proud little hen is full of inner drama.

It's just that the target man doesn't seem to be in a very high mood, which actually arouses her fighting spirit even more.

outside the house.

Xu Damao's figure walked through the front yard again and exited the yard through the hanging flower door.

Qin Jingru in the backyard was a little curious.

There was no problem with the food I cooked at night, and I didn’t drink much porridge.

There was nothing wrong with me, so why did Brother Damao go to the latrine so many times?

Xu Damao stepped out of the Jinzhu Gate and lit a cigarette at the corner of the bulletin board diagonally opposite.

He didn't go to the hut at all, he just went to the front yard to wait for the opportunity.

Although Xu Damao and Su Mu were not as hostile as He Yuzhu.

But who made Su Mu fall in love with Yu Haitang?

He doesn't want others to point out what he can't get. Xu Damao is such a narrow-minded person.

He just saw Yu Li going back.

Now only Su Mu and Yu Haitang are left in the room.

A man and a woman alone, drinking together.

Pooh! Dog men and women.

Xu Damao couldn't sit still anymore.

He planned to run out for a cigarette and check out the situation.

If these two people really wanted to do something while they were drunk, don't blame him for taking advantage of them.

After all, he is still the leader of the inspection team.

Humph, not only will Yu Haitang be unable to escape from the palm of his hand, but even that kid Su Mu will also have to be controlled by him.

If these two people are okay...

Even better.

Xu Damao has many ways to break them up.

In fact, Xu Damao hopes that they can be the former.

Although it is possible that you may not be able to seize the opportunity to drink Yu Haitang's head soup, but in the long run and cost-effectively, you will get more.

Under the moonlight, Xu Damao had just exhaled a puff of smoke when a wine burp behind him scared him half to death.

As soon as the crotch was wet, the cavernous body that had been dreaming of was completely soft in an instant.

"It's Brother Damao. If you don't go back to the house at night, what are you doing here?"

Liu Guangtian walked out of the darkness around the corner.

As he walked forward, Xu Damao smelled of alcohol.

"Why come back so late and still drunk like this?"

Xu Damao frowned.

There was no respect at all in Liu Guangtian's words, which made Xu Damao a little unhappy.

Who gave him such confidence?

His father had been fucked so much that he couldn't even raise his head when he saw anyone sweeping the street in the factory. How dare he show no respect to Team Leader Xu as his son?

"Humph."

Liu Guangtian snorted back: "When I call you Brother Sheng, you really treat me as my brother. After a while, even my own father won't be able to care about me, so..."

Liu Guangtian wandered towards the door, muttering something unclear.

Xu Damao frowned even more when he saw Liu Guangtian's drunken appearance.

"My brother's job belongs to the Suchuan Jun family."

Xu Damao shouted suddenly, and he saw Liu Guangtian's staggering body who had taken five or six steps and stopped.

There is a way.

"Xu Damao, this is none of your business. If you have the ability, report it, but I'm afraid you won't dare."

After all, Liu Guangtian is a drinker, and Su Shengli boasted very well at the banquet table tonight, and the pie he painted was so big that Liu Guangtian could hold it up.

For a drunk guy, the more powerful he is, the more confidence he has.

"Have one?"

Xu Damao took out his cigarette and shook it.

Liu Guangtian came back.

They are all neighbors in the backyard, and they smoke together not once or twice.

Now Xu Damao is the leader of the inspection team who took over his father's position, but he is not afraid.

I am someone who can follow Brother Shengli's circle.

I also drank more than a pound of liquor.

He must be one of the most influential figures in these forty-nine cities.

It's floating.

In his current state, to say the least, he can be on an equal footing with Xu Damao.

This is the mind of Liu Guangtian, a drunkard.

I took the cigarette and lit it with a match. I took a strong puff and coughed twice.

My stomach was churning and I felt like vomiting. Liu Guangtian was touched several times on his back.

When he looked up, he saw Xu Damao's friendly face and a big brother's smile.

Liu Guangtian was distracted immediately.

"Brother Damao, it's so late at night, why don't you go back to your house?"

"I just went to the hut to smoke a cigarette to relieve the smell. I happened to run into you. Can we chat?"

"Okay, I'll just chat with you for a while..."

In the span of a cigarette, Liu Guangtian wandered into the yard again.

Xu Damao took out a lot of "dry information" from Liu Guangtian's mouth.

He looked in the direction of the east wing of the front yard from a distance, pursed his lips, and looked deeply. Liu Guangtian, a bastard, couldn't understand the world after drinking a little wine. The advantage was that it made his inner plan more fulfilling.

Not a complete waste.

Xu Damao stayed for a while. When he passed the front yard and entered the hall, he heard the sound of Yu Haitang going out and returning to the living room.

I felt a little regretful, but also felt a little more relaxed.

In short, it’s just a tangle of that and that.

Fortunately, I no longer have to find excuses to go to the hut and go back to the house to sleep.

In the front yard, after Su Mu sent Yu Haitang away, he opened the door and turned off the lights.

This time he did not rush into space to practice.

Because of an immersive practice last night, he was stuck at the bottleneck again as expected.

The records in Taoist scriptures focus more on techniques and effects, and there is no way to break through bottlenecks.

There are a few books in the library that record this aspect, but the writing is vague and vague, more like the feelings and feelings after the breakthrough.

They are also records from a long time ago. They are not like teaching future generations how to break through, but more like venting the excitement after the breakthrough.

There are many incoherent and confusing narratives.

It is of no help to Sumu's current bottleneck breakthrough.

"Ugh."

Su Mu took a deep breath and disappeared into the dark room again.

Come to the space, the training place planned by the villa.

Here is the time lever turned on, maximum horsepower.

But this time he only practiced for one cycle and then stopped.

Without the opportunity for breakthrough, any practice is meaningless.

Because there is no progress.

Staying up is wasting the energy of the time lever.

Su Mu clearly sensed that breaking through this bottleneck had nothing to do with hard study and practice. Perhaps what was needed to break through it was really 'feeling'.

But what exactly is feeling, and how to find it?

Su Mu had no clue at all.

Therefore, this kind of lever that consumes space energy is not necessary.

Withdraw from the exclusive training place.

Su Mu ducked into the forest.

The old leopard hung lazily on the tree, its tail occasionally moving and curling, and it was sleeping soundly.

Sensing Su Mu's arrival, he just raised his eyelids, yawned and stretched out his front paws as a response, and went back to sleep.

There are several of its cubs under the tree, and now they are all big and majestic leopards.

There was also a person two sizes smaller among them, the ocelot who had sneaked in initially.

This guy meowed at Su Mu twice.

Seeing it, Su Mu subconsciously thought of the tiger head.

It's just that the ocelot was also affected by the old leopard after being bound by space, and its intelligence was greatly expanded, so it could no longer try the beast-taming technique.

The art of taming beasts is most effective for beasts that have not yet developed their spiritual intelligence. The so-called beast taming is more like opening up spiritual intelligence to ignorant beasts, thereby establishing a close connection similar to kinship or affiliation, and thereby achieving the purpose of driving the beasts.

A low-end version of spiritual enlightenment?

Sumu's figure flashed again. On the bamboo mountain, in an open space covered with bamboo leaves and scattered with many bamboos, two black and white pandas, one large and one small, cuddled back to back, each busy with the food in front of them.

Eh~Eh~Eh~~

The little furry kid has also grown up, and his mother is indistinguishable in terms of size, but his mother is still as inconspicuous as before.

The smell of hematoxylin makes me confused.

But now at least he won't do the embarrassing thing of slapping his own child five to six meters away.

Seeing Su Mu coming, Mao Haier said hello to Su Mu.

The old lady stretched her neck, opened her mouth and said "Ah ha, ah ha" twice, and then continued to stuff the bamboo into her mouth.

For example, opening your mouth to say hello is just part of the eating process.

Su Mu waved his hand, and dozens more young bamboos appeared around them.

He walked forward, grabbed two handfuls of the big bear's forehead, and rubbed the furry kid's belly.

The furry child groaned, turned over, and crawled two steps further away, as if he was not happy that Sumu disturbed it from eating bamboo.

But the mother, because her back was leaning against the furry child, couldn't react for a moment and fell over.

After all, a mother has seen more of the world than a child, so she can just lie down wherever she falls.

The bear scratched his paws on both sides a few times, hugged a few bamboos tightly in his arms, and continued to eat with all four limbs together, lying on his back, not shy at all.

Seeing this scene, Su Mu suddenly had an idea.

Do you want to take the time to go to Qinling or Chengdu?

I feel that the bear ladies lack a partner of the opposite sex. In front of the children, their actions are not reserved at all...

In the ocean at the foot of the mountain, there are not so many killer whales.

After walking around for a few times, Su Mu didn't even think about standing on their backs and stepping on whales to cross the sea, so he simply turned around and sneaked away.

There is no consciousness of the summoned beast at all.

Su Mu's three summoned beasts all have the same temperament, and they don't mean to flatter their masters.

Sumu's figure came to the other side of the mountain, to the lake at the foot of the mountain.

With a wave of his arm, he selected a fat-headed fish that was about the same length as his height, and floated behind him, heading to his grandma's Sanheyuan kitchen.

Here, part of the fathead fish will become a pickled fish delicacy, and the other part will be pickled and become fish in braised sauce.

Without deliberately adjusting the time lever of space, Sumu spent time at the same frequency as the outside world.

When Su Mu came out of the space, it was two o'clock in the morning.

He went out of the house directly, took advantage of the night to climb over the wall of the East Crossing Courtyard, and went straight to Pigeon Market.

Only Xiaoshi's business atmosphere could make Su Mu, who had trouble calming down, temporarily forget the troubles of his cultivation bottleneck.

Remember the ups and downs of the business war in the previous life and find some solace in it.

Su Mu walked through the silent crowd. When it was half light, the people in Xiaoshi began to gradually disperse.

He suddenly found that he had more than three months' salary and a stack of bills unknowingly in his pocket.

Walking on Di'anmen Street, Su Mu felt a little scared.

When there is no shortage of supplies and no worries about livelihood, Su Mu is afraid that he will die.

Bored to death.

Before, he felt that practicing martial arts had become a hobby for him.

But this time the bottleneck came, he had no clue about the breakthrough, and the feeling of powerlessness prevented him from finding any possibility of breaking through.

Looking back, I find that I don't have many 'goals' to strive for and achieve in life and in this world.

Although he is still a strong young man in body, he is already an old man deep in his soul.

When one day, you really have no interest in life, how should you spend your days?

After walking around for a while, Su Mu went to the breakfast stall and queued up to buy fried dough sticks and large vegetarian buns. When he returned to the entrance of the courtyard, he saw a jeep parked at the entrance.

It looks familiar.

After more than ten seconds, Su Mu came back to consciousness from his trance.

Within ten seconds, Brother Liu had already gotten out of the car and waved to Su Mu.

Well, when you lose interest in work and life, your existence value may only be the function of being sliced ​​and studied by relevant research institutions.

He was carrying a stack of various bills in his pocket, as well as a few hundred dollars that had just been put into a drawer on the first floor of the space villa.

Su Mu got on the jeep and became slightly more interested in having another tube of blood drawn.

However, the car did not go to Mentougou, but went straight to Fuyou Street...

Even the blood is not thin enough to draw?

(End of this chapter)