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"I want you to step aside, don't block my light." Bian Mu rebuked him angrily, you are a careless person, by the time you come over, the day lily will be cold for several plates.

Sure enough, the old man walked away obediently, and slowly became silent. He was actually quite short-tempered. If he had something to do, he had to get it out quickly. Otherwise, it would be difficult to continue after a break. The task of this Chinese painting is too heavy, so we can only carefully consider it carefully, and there is no room for loss.

The sun gradually fell from one end of the balance to the other, and the afterglow from the floor-to-ceiling windows spread all over. Shao Kou wanted to cook at noon, but he disliked the noise, so he had to give up and go back to the house to play games again.

The clock stopped at five o'clock in the afternoon, and Shao Kou went out again. The little painter must have been working too hard, just kept squatting, can this kidney take it?

It just so happens that my aunt has seahorses, so take a bag of wolfberries and stew them together to nourish the kidneys, young man.

Bian Mu's spirit was highly concentrated, and suddenly he heard a cracking explosion sound from the kitchen, which made him tremble all over, frightening to death, you want it.

The pen marks on the traditional Chinese painting suddenly became more severe, and the man with the gold-rimmed glasses leaned over it to fix it, and opened his mouth to call out, "Xiao Kouzi, come out and see what good deeds you have done."

What is this called? Not enough success, more than failure.

Shao Kou also heard the sound, and ran over in a few steps. The porcelain white casserole on the gas hood was cracked, and the operating table was full of bursting fat seahorses and red goji berries. Why did it crack? Wash the hippocampus and goji berries, put them in a clay pot, and simmer slowly over low heat.

"You are a beggar who picks up tatters. You can pick up things that fall on the ground and eat them."

Fuck, isn't it serious about art? Why did it suddenly appear, and it was supposed to be behind his back, thinking he didn't see it, so he could deal with it like this. It's shameful, shameful to waste it.

The apron was tied crookedly around the man's neck, flickering with his sneer, "Hehe, I'll do it again, I'll do it again."

Bian Mu leaned against the wall with half of his body, and suddenly rubbed the backs of the two hands behind him, and turned and left the kitchen without saying a word. The apron was really an eyesore.

Shao Kou didn't know that he accidentally provoked him again, so he could only helplessly take this pot of tonics and send it to the golden retriever at the uncle's house next door to digest. Hey, he was a little depressed, without seahorses and goji berries How can I make up for the little painter?

His kindness fed the dogs, however, it was not over.

In the evening, boiled water balls, stewed pork belly and blood sausage with sauerkraut, stir-fried twice-cooked pork, and fried two long saury. It may be the first time for Bian Mu to eat sauerkraut. Had a meal.

After the meal, Shao Kou was still cleaning the dishes and mopping the floor, while the little artist sat on the sofa muttering instructions, and the old man shouted one after another at the door. Shao Kou went out to ask, and found out that it was the golden retriever who ate so much He kicked his legs excitedly, chasing and chasing the local dogs in the village, and the old man finally dragged him back.

Opening the door and entering the house, I heard him ask, "What's going on outside?"

Shao Kou told the truth, "It's the big tonic soup I made for you just now, and I gave it to the golden retriever next door to drink, and it's a little estrous."

He lowered his head to take off his shoes, not seeing the darkened face of the man on the sofa.

"Big tonic soup?"

The three words sounded like gnashing of teeth, but the idiot didn't hear it. In fact, he was eyeing the strong ginseng soaked in wine by the proprietress, and chopped off the eighteen generations of his ancestors, absolutely nourishing yin and tonifying yang .

"Seeing that you're so tired, I'll help you make up for it. I'll go buy some black beans tomorrow and grind soy milk for you."

He bent over and mopped the floor with the mop directly, and didn't take the time to look at Bian Mu who was about to turn into a monkey.

"How can you tell that I'm tired and need to invigorate my kidneys."

This question is simple, "Isn't it just that you always bend over when you are painting, because you are afraid that your old waist will protrude."

If the lumbar disc is protruding, the lumbar disc is protruding. Why do you add an old word in front? I think you did it on purpose.

"Xiao Kouzi, you also need to make up, try the effect for me first."

The man who was called refused straight away, "I don't need it, I do things that don't bother my mind all day long."

You didn't have that kind of stuff at first, "As a boss, you have to feel sorry for the employees who bend over and mop the floor. You can get a copy of the same thing that you gave the dog to nourish the kidney just now. I will supervise you to drink it tomorrow."

Why do these words sound so wrong? Shao Kou put down the wooden mop pole, stood up straight and looked back at him, "What do you mean?"

I was doing it for your own good, so why did it turn out to be his?

Bian Mu also stood up, and the two faced each other, "What do you think, this time you have to be crazy if you don't drink, right? I haven't settled the bill with you last night, please explain to me, what is moral integrity? What is it?" Sandwich pie three-in-one?"

This question is not easy, "Hehe, I'm still drunk, I'll make you a cup of ginger tea to calm down."

Why did you get me a cup of ginger tea when you're fucking drunk?

You idiot, Bian Mu gave him a sideways glance, strolled up the stairs, and I, who was chatting with you, was also quite an idiot. I should obviously talk to a tall and educated person about cultivation. Why did I become so depraved? It must be because of the winter.

Wrong, it is obviously because spring is coming.

So, the next day, Shao Kou saw a real fairy surrounded by everyone. At eight o'clock in the morning, there was a sound from the stairs. He wondered, why did the night owl get up so early today?

Bian Mu has been indulged for a while, setting the alarm clock, going to bed early and getting up early, after taking a bath and burning incense, with a string of sandalwood beads on his wrist, he went downstairs barefoot, approached the busy figure in the kitchen, and called him calmly, "Little Kouzi , starting from this morning, I will be vegetarian, you can check it online, don’t make any taboos.”

Shao Kou was a little speechless, what the hell is this, it can't be a dual personality, he was obviously aggressive yesterday, why did he change his hairstyle this morning?

Yes, Bian Mu has believed in Buddhism since he was a child, and he has a lot of connections. Although his personality is not good, he is a Buddhist man in his bones.

The translation is, fried chicken on the surface, but like drinking water in the heart, it is bland and boring for any event, and it can’t bring out any quality. It can also be said to be hot for 3 minutes. As for the hairstyle, yes, it’s no longer using mousse high The high erected hedgehog head hangs loosely, the forehead is exposed, and a strand of hair on it is tied back and forth with a black hair tie, making that handsome face more and more delicate.

Shao Kou deliberately got up early and steamed a large bowl of shrimp skin chicken cake, and sprinkled some seafood soy sauce on the head. It looked very beautiful. Besides, it was the black bean soy milk promised yesterday. Why, why did it come out again?

"That, I've already finished, let's start with the noon meal."

The venomous little painter nodded softly at him, turned around and sat down at the dining table, with the rosary in his hand laid flat, his back straight and his eyes straight ahead.

It can't be that I suffered bad luck last night, why does it look like a different person?

While watching him, Shao Kou brought things up one by one. Seeing that he was not wearing shoes, he took off his own and put them by the corner of the table, "Are you wearing them?"

Bian Mu called him an idiot in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and didn't talk to him.

"Oh, I'll wear it then."

If you have the ability to pretend to be cleanliness, city people really know how to play.

In the restaurant, there has always been a world of venomous tongues. The sudden silence made the sound made by the two of them while dining like a magnifying glass. They knew it clearly in the air. Although Shao Kou was rude when eating, he really didn’t Making a snoring sound, Bian Mu is even a master, the touch of a bowl and spoon is zero decibel, and a breakfast is absolutely perfect.

Bian Mu's initial impression of him improved because of the most basic etiquette at the dinner table. At this moment, he glanced at him meaningfully, and then said something that made Shao Kou fall to the ground perfectly, "You are destined to be with my Buddhist family. May I bring you Fa practice?"

"Can you speak well? I'm not used to this."

To be honest, the king is him, that's right.

The buddhist man on the opposite seat suddenly picked up the rosary and walked away. He shouldn't have talked to him, and he lowered his IQ for nothing.

Downstairs, a separate bedroom was originally selected, and it was turned into a tea room according to the Japanese style. When the wooden door was opened, there was a small garden with fragrant soil. Today, there is still a fog and snow, a little bit of white on the top of the mountain, and a distant place. The fluttering silver hair like a celestial being makes people dazzled, an incandescent light bulb is shining on the top of the head, and a man in sackcloth sits kneeling on the futon, his eyes are lightly closed, his lips are parted, and he is silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, purifying his heart and nourishing his energy.

And Shao Kou, who was separated by a wall, went straight out, went to the supermarket, and chatted with the proprietress, "Auntie, do you have any paint for the little boss?"

The proprietress at the counter responded with great vigor, "Ah, it's missing, and there are a lot of them, so I'll call and ask them to bring some more."

"Oh? Who will deliver it?"

Shao Kou helped to stack up the beer sleeve next to it, and poured it out to empty the box.

"I'll give you the phone number. You can contact the little boss directly if you need anything. He is in charge of purchasing in the city."

Responsible for purchasing?

"Auntie, where is this little boss from?"

He also cleared out the aisle next to it, and put all the exquisite gift boxes for the Chinese New Year, and they were almost sold out.

"Let me tell you, take good care of me, and when the time comes to the market, I have to remember my aunt's love."

in the city?

Shao Kou stopped moving, and Fangzheng had a look of surprise on his face. People from the city mean...

"Then he, doesn't he still want to plant fruit trees?"

This silly kid, it's purely for leisure and entertainment, he really thinks he can use this to live.

"I'll tell you quietly, I'm not short of money. You look up and see that this big mountain belongs to them, and it has a solid foundation."

He stretched out his hand and beat someone who was stunned, "Be smart, he's a big gold guy."

The author has something to say: Shao Kou: Jin Liuzi, come out.

Bian Mu: Why?

Shao Kou: You let me bite.

Bian Mu: Why?

Shao Kou: Let me see if you are sincere.

Bianmu: I’m a shot put, is it solid?

Shao Kou shook his head: No, you are gold, but I haven't checked it out yet, is it a thousand pure gold or ten thousand pure gold?

Bianmu: What's the difference?

Shao Kou: It can determine how bright you are in my heart.

Bian Mu: Get lost, I don't need flash.

Shao Kou: It's because your highlighting foundation is gone.