Lin Qianxue smiled and shouted, "You don't even eat, why do you think of me? Is there any flowers on my face?"

Everyone laughed. Mother Lin scooped a spoonful of chicken soup for her daughter and said lovingly: "You girl, you can't even stop eating-" Lin Qianxue quickly took the spoon from her mother's hand and shouted: "Mom, I'm so fat. Do you want me to drink soup? Give it to Brother Chenxue, he has lost a lot of weight these days." As he said that, he poured the chicken soup into Fu Chenxue's bowl.

Zhou Yun and Feng Yanran had long been accustomed to this situation. Ye Chuanning did not respond. "Boncat" and Gu Bing did not say anything, each eating their own meal. Seeing this, Ye Zuer jumped up, grabbed the soup spoon from Lin Qianxue, and shouted: "I will serve the soup for Brother Chenxue--" As he spoke, he gave Fu Chenxue five or six spoons of chicken, piled up the bowl, and half of the chicken soup in the basin was also gone.

Fu Chenxue looked at the rice piled up like a hill in front of her and smiled bitterly: "Zoer, you have served too much, how can I finish it?"

Ye Zuer shouted, "Why can't you finish eating? Sister Xiaoxue said that if you lose weight, you must eat more. Brother Chenxue is a good baby. He goes to bed after eating, snoring, eat when he wakes up, and sleep after he sleeps after eating, and you will soon gain weight."

Fu Chenxue said depressedly: "Do you think I am a pig?" Everyone almost burst into laughter when they heard this.

Seeing Ye Zuer stewing rice hard, Lin Qianxue took the opportunity to tell Fu Chenxue what she saw. Fu Chenxue was gnawing chicken wings. He heard this and almost swallowed the chicken bones. He coughed for a long time before he recovered. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked as if nothing had happened: "Zuer, is that boy Xue Yao still obedient?"

Ye Zuer was trying hard to eliminate the plate of jam salad in front of her, her mouth was filled with stuff. When he heard Fu Chenxue's words, he nodded repeatedly.

"That's good!" Fu Chenxue picked up the rice bowl on the table, put a few pieces of meat into the bowl, and said, "We have something to do tonight, so it's not okay if the snow demon doesn't eat. But that boy has a very stubborn temper and we are all afraid of him. Can you let him eat this rice bowl?"

"Let him eat?" Ye Zuer swallowed the salad in his mouth, took the rice bowl from Fu Chenxue, and said, "Don't worry, give this to me. If he dares not eat it, I will kill him." As he said that, he ran upstairs with his rice bowl "Dengdeng".

Looking at Ye Zuer's back, a smile appeared on the corner of Fu Chenxue's mouth. Seeing that Fu Chenxue was smiling strangely, everyone asked, "Chenxue, why are you laughing?"

Fu Chenxue said: "The nature of things in the world is incompatible, and it is indeed a slight dissatisfaction. No matter it is a great hero or a peddler, it is impossible. I remember that when the King of Chu was able to climb mountains and swallow thousands of miles of a tiger, he ended up in 'What Yu Ji and Yu Ji can do', so it is said that 'Brine of water is tofu - one thing to subdue one thing', the way is simple, and the elephant is invisible, so how can it not make people frighten?"

Everyone heard Fu Chenxue suddenly made a big statement, but they didn't understand why. Only Lin Qianxue knew it clearly and bent down with a "giggle".

Fu Chenxue scooped a spoonful of soup for Lin Qianxue and said pamperingly: "The ancients said, 'Don't talk about food'. You talk too much today and always laugh, which makes you unable to digest the gastrointestinal tract. Come on, drink some chicken soup to beautify and nourish your skin."

"Yeah!" Lin Qianxue happily picked up the bowl, picked up the chicken soup and drank it clean. Mother Lin looked at it with a smile, without saying anything, her face full of meaning.

Zhou Yun raised her head, and Fu Chenxue quickly scooped a spoonful of chicken soup for Zhou Yun and said, "Xiao Yun will participate in the vocal competition in a few days. Her body is important, so she needs to make up for it well. Come on, drink more spoonful of soup and bring back the gold medal in that competition. OK?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Yun's cheeks were red. He drank Fu Chenxuesheng's soup, and his eyes were filled with a happy smile.

Feng Yanran pushed the bowl and shouted, "Senior brother, I want to drink soup too!"

Ye Chuanning was also behind and shouted: "Brother Fu, I'm there!"

"Boncat" and Gu Bing seemed to join in the fun on purpose and shouted: "Mr. Fu, please share some of it for us. We are all very envious when we see Xiaoyun and Xiaoxue drink."

Fu Chenxue looked at these guys and even wanted to die. He took three deep breaths and counted five numbers silently. Only then did he try to say in the gentlest voice: "Do you don't have hands? You can drink as much as you want, and even I want me to teach you this?"

Feng Yanran, Ye Chuanning and others said in unison: "We just want to drink what you serve."

"Uh..." Fu Chenxue felt like she was about to faint. Zhou Yun and Lin Qianxue almost fell under the table with a smile.

After dinner, Zhou Yun and Lin Qianxue helped Lin's mother and Axiu wash dishes. Fu Chenxue and others sat in the living room to drink tea. Feng Yanran threw an apple up and jumped high on the fruit knife in his right hand. The apple roared around the tip of the knife. The long apple skin hangs down, as thin as a cicada's wing, soft as a streamer, and as beautiful as nature. The tip of the knife was lightly picked, and the apple that was cut as round as a pearl jumped into the air. He opened his mouth and bit off half of it with a "click". Gu Bing and Ye Chuanning were stunned, and they didn't even notice the tea in the cup sprinkled on the ground.

Fu Chenxue took a sip of tea and said, "Well, the sword technique has made great progress. It's just that he uses force and ignores uniformity, and the knife is not fast enough. The essence of Wudang's "Xuanxu" sword technique lies in "Xuanxu", which lies in "Xuanxu", which leads to emptiness and quietness, and swallows the world. If you understand the word "Xu" well, you can reach the state of great success." He paused and said, "If it were the snow demon, he would do better. It is not that his skills are higher than you, but that his understanding of the sword art is much more profound than you."

Feng Yanran ate the apple for two bites, threw away the peel and core, and smiled and said, "Thank you for your advice from senior brother! Don't worry, I will surpass the snow demon one day."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded from the other side of the stairs: "My knife is only used to kill people, and I will never cut an apple. The knife is sacred, so don't try to humiliate it."

Feng Yanran turned around and saw Xue Yao and Ye Zuer coming down from the upper floor, shouting: "Brother Yao, I'm just talking. Are you going to hit me like this?"

Fu Chenxue said: "He is not attacking you, but telling you the secret of using a knife - respecting the knife in your hand. It is another kind of life existence, dependent on your soul and bloodline, it is you, you are it. Only by doing this step can your sword technique be perfect. Otherwise, you will never want to spy on the real sword path in your life!"
Chapter completed!