Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 767 Are You Dancing?

In Nian Shutong's space, there are many meals prepared by Master Fan. Nian Shutong chose two dishes, and at the end he picked up some fruit, and it was almost done.

After taking care of it, Nian Shutong sent a message to Fu Yunhe, but he didn't get a reply, which meant that he was busy, either on the battlefield or training, so Nian Shutong stopped sending.

She had nothing to do, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and was about to start copying ancient books.

Daodao prepared the ancient books and projected them into the void. Nian Shutong read them at a glance and began to copy them.

Every copying is also a process of meditation.

The lights, stay on all night.

Nian Shutong, who had been copying all night, didn't feel tired, but decided to get up and go to the yard outside to exercise.

The morning light is slightly dew, and the sun is still a bit lazy.

The non-glare sun shone in the morning light, and Nian Shutong was already standing in the middle of the courtyard in his exercise clothes.

Today she is fighting a new kind of boxing, a kind of boxing learned from the center of the earth, Tai Chi.

Ma Lei, who was finishing his morning exercise, took a look inside Nian Shutong's courtyard as he passed by.

The gate of the courtyard is a kind of wooden fence, about 1.5 meters high, which cannot completely block it. In addition, Ma Lei is still very tall, so he can see Nian Shutong's fist at a glance.

Ma Lei looked at it with a slight frown, muttering in his heart: What is it?It's soft.

"Good morning, Teacher Ma."

Nian Shutong opened his mouth, and a strong wind opened the door of the yard, and said to Ma Lei: "It is not only the absolute power that is strong, but the one that relaxes and one relaxes, and the proper way of relaxation reveals the original intention."

Ma Lei stood at the door thoughtfully, looking at Nian Shutong who continued to punch inside.

Nian Shutong, who was still soft at first, suddenly shook his arm, and a strong wind visible to the naked eye appeared with the shaking of his arm, and accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, it exploded in his ears.

"Mr. Ma, do you want to try?"

"Can I learn?"

"Why not, since martial arts were invented, they must be learned, but how much you can really learn is up to you."

Nian Shutong had already started to fight for the second time, and Ma Lei didn't enter the courtyard, but just stood at the door, following Nian Shutong to practice Tai Chi.

"Don't think about anything, just empty your body and feel the air flow around you."

After Nian Shutong finished this sentence, he didn't say any more.

In the nearby yard, Zhao Damei is in the kitchen. The pancakes in her own pot have already been cooked, but Ma Lei hasn't come back yet?
"What's the matter, I come back at this time every day."

Zhao Damei put the cake away, walked out of the yard wearing her apron, and saw Ma Lei standing at the door of Nianmeizi's house right next to her—dancing?

Zhao Damei didn't know what she was doing, but she didn't say anything, she just stood aside and waited for them to finish, and if there was anything she didn't understand, she would ask later, not now.

When Ma Lei finally stopped what he was doing, Nian Shutong just nodded, ready to enter the house.

"Hey, sister Nian, have you eaten yet? I made pancakes and they are delicious."

"Wait a minute, I'll get you two."

Zhao Damei really didn't give Nian Shutong a chance to react, and ran back to her yard after speaking, took a clean basin, put a white cloth on it, and covered it.

Standing at the gate of Nian Shutong's yard, Ma Lei said to Nian Shutong a little embarrassedly: "My wife is like this. If she wants to treat you well, she should really dig out her heart and soul."

"That, that, if you think she's annoying you, just tell me, and I'll tell her."

Nian Shutong understood what Ma Lei meant, Ma Lei was protecting his wife.

"Ms. Ma, don't worry, I think my sister-in-law is very good."

Nian Shutong said that his sister-in-law was very nice, and Ma Lei at the door showed a smile with his gums exposed.

"Yes, yes, thank you."

As soon as Ma Lei finished speaking, Zhao Damei came out and handed a small basin to Nian Shutong.

"Sister, take it back to eat. Just bring the basin back to me at night. If you have nothing to do at night, come here early."

"Okay, thank you sister-in-law."

Nian Shutong took the small basin, Zhao Damei didn't hesitate at all, turned around and pulled Ma Lei who was standing by the door, back to her yard.

But the first thing I said when I entered the courtyard was to ask curiously: "What dance did you learn with Miss Nian?"

"Dancing?" Thinking about his actions just now, Ma Lei patted his leg with a laugh.

"Hahahahahaha! Daughter-in-law, you're kidding me, I was learning boxing from Teacher Nian!"

"Punching? Oh, I made a mistake, I made a mistake, I was still thinking, why did I remember to learn to dance this early in the morning?"

Zhao Damei didn't have any other thoughts, she believed in her man.

Nian Shutong, who hadn't entered the house next door, could hear clearly what the two of them said in the yard.

I don't know why, but she is full of envy, the relationship between the two is very good.

It would be good for her and Fu Yunhe to live like this when everything is calm or there is nothing else to do.

Nian Shutong took the pancakes from the sister-in-law next door, took a bowl of porridge, and a plate of side dishes, and ate them all.

"Don't tell me, this pancake is quite delicious."

After eating all, Nian Shutong continued to copy the book, and she wanted to copy it intact and send it to the library.

She copied very quickly, and she was expected to finish copying a book this afternoon.

In the afternoon, Nian Shutong took the ancient books he had copied and took them to the library.

When he arrived at the library, Nian Shutong went directly to the front desk and asked him to identify ancient books.

"Professor Nian, wait a moment, I'll find someone to come and identify it for you."

"No need, I'll just come."

"curator."

Nian Shutong heard a familiar voice. It was the principal's uncle and what she thought was a sweeping monk.

However, it turned out that it was not the sweeping monk, but the presiding abbot.

"You little girl, did you read ancient books yesterday in order to send them over today?"

"Is it because you are afraid of repeating it?"

Nian Shutong nodded seriously and said, "That's true, it's worthless if you send it repeatedly."

"Oh, that's not right, it's not worth that point."

"Hahahaha!" The old man laughed happily, took the book from Nian Shutong's hand and said, "I like your bluntness."

"Let's go, I'll show you."

The old man was holding the book, but the next second he froze in place, looking at Nian Shutong.

"Girl, are you writing this new?"

"Yes, I came just after copying."

The old man held a freshly released ancient book and didn't know what to say, so he finally asked Nian Shutong to follow him up to the second floor, to the ancient book area on the east side.

The two sat down again, and the old man pointed to the ancient book and said, "It's not enough to just write a book."

"I know, I plan to write a lot of books, and I want to exchange for more points."

(End of this chapter)