Chapter 21 (1/2)

Seeing Zhou Lanping like this, Liu Liang sat on the wooden bed again and began to practice breathing skills, striving to practice it one day earlier. People would have died of ease and diligence.

No matter how bitter she is, she is not as bitter as the woman outside.

She has to be more bitter. The woman outside may not work too hard.

The breathing skill runs in the meridians of the body, just like tearing her flesh and blood. It's good to follow step by step, but she can't wait. If she follows that method and with the qualification of her body now, it will be at least 30 years.

Thirty years later, when she was in her forties, the cauliflower was completely cold.

So she can't wait.

The pain like tearing flesh from her body is becoming more and more intense, but for Liu Liang, she can definitely bear the pain. If it hurts more, she can still bear it.

She hasn't had any pain, and even experienced more pain. Therefore, for her, what can't she bear or dare not bear such pain?

There was a little sweat on her forehead, and the blood color retreated from her face little by little. Until she opened her eyes again, the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, but this time she felt the surging vitality from all over her body.

She wiped the sweat above her forehead with her sleeve, and then grinned. It turned out that only by bearing the limits of her body can she make the greatest progress. She is not afraid of limited qualifications. As long as she is not afraid of hardship, she believes that she will succeed again.

At this time, the alarm clock beside the table has reached about one o'clock in the morning.

Liu Liang still didn't sleep. She took the clothes that were put aside and began to sew and mend them. She didn't mention anything when she was an ancient person. Her needlework was quite good. She didn't learn embroidery carefully at the beginning. Otherwise, she might become a king.

However, even the fur she has learned is enough to deal with these clothes, and she should tidy up these clothes before Monday. These clothes should be sold out once or twice, and then she can have a sum of money to buy what she wants.

The two days on the weekend were relatively safe. Zhou Lanping rushed Liu Liang to the room and asked her to learn to read. She wrapped up three meals a day. As an adult, how can she let a 12-year-old child cook for her every day? She just watched and waited for food. Isn't she a waste?

This is also in line with Liu Liang's intention. There are many modifications to the pile of clothes. She is worried that she has no time. Now she also puts these time on the clothes. After all, the number of clothes is limited, so she can only make these limited clothes into money for her.

Early Monday morning, Zhou Lanping went out of the door with her cloth bag in her hand. She said hello to others from time to time. She also touched the lunch box in her bag and the lunch box prepared for her by her daughter. It's just like a work of art. Whose child can cook such a beautiful meal if he is as young as her family, even if he doesn't study well, It doesn't matter. How can people occupy everything?

Her daughter doesn't need to be anything, as long as she has a good life and lives a long life.

When she went out, the people in the tube were almost gone. Liu Liang walked out of the door with a sack on her shoulder. She walked very fast, almost like a gust of wind. Before blowing a few leaves, she was downstairs.