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"Only two slices. I can only say that the ginger is still old and spicy."

Can it be good if it is not spicy?It's better than drinking bitter medicine soup. Shao Kou stopped, took a tissue and handed it to him, and continued, "Eat a dumpling and press it down, and then go back to the room and lie down."

After drinking the ginger soup, you have to cover yourself and sweat to be effective. Watching him eat half of it angrily, he dropped his chopsticks and stood there motionless.

"Eat it all, why keep the rest?"

It's not a worry to eat a meal.

Bian Mu felt that the spicy taste was choking in his throat all the time, and the dumplings he ate just pressed his stomach, and he couldn't go up or down, so he ate a fart.

Wave your hands at him, don't eat or eat, love whoever you want.

You are always sick, "Hurry up, sit up straight and finish eating, leftovers are the most immoral."

It’s not easy for the farmer’s uncle to farm the land, and in the end he fed the dogs, isn’t it like you?

"I really don't have morality. How much is it worth? I'll buy one."

The bar master is out again, why don't you practice parallel bars as a gymnast, so that you can perfectly display your talent.

"Okay, okay, okay, I can't say no to you, if you don't want to eat, let it go, let's go, I will press it for you."

Bian Mu suppressed the rising sourness, got up and followed him into the room, it was still the same bed, with the heat from the two of them rolling over, the little bastard also came to join in the fun, rushing to him for a bark Screaming, okay, Bian Mu wanted to squat down and touch its fur, but the gastric juices chased after him irresistibly, and he started to retch, so the bed sheet was poisoned first, and then The floor, there is nothing left of the little things I ate in the morning. It's all dumped. Waste is a crime.

Shao Kou was so sad that he couldn't do anything, but the perpetrator felt refreshed and breathable, so he put on his slippers and went upstairs.

It was another bad morning, when he wanted to sleep with him after drying the sheets, he had already fallen asleep and unconscious, what else could he do.

I was a little sad and went out to continue farming. The fenced yard behind the tea room was in the shade, so I just planted some strawberries. Their common name is Diguo, because it grows from the ground, so it got this nickname, which is quite nice. Yes, come again, the sunny slope outside the yard is also idle, planting some sweet potatoes, the guys named Sweet Potatoes, all of them are chubby, and when they are burned with fire, they are called a sweet tooth loss.

Shao Kou looked at the surrounding open space with a hoe, um, sweet potatoes, potatoes, strawberries, beans, and in a few days, buy some eggplant and pepper seedlings and plant them. Farming is a kind of refreshing feeling like sweating, especially when you look at the green seedlings. It popped up little by little and then thrived, like my own child. Although I was reluctant to give up, I still felt that it could bloom and bear fruit so quickly, and gathered into the beauty of food.

The whole morning passed, and Bian Mu was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone. He squinted his eyes and glanced around, and got up to answer with an extremely painful expression. He and the sapling came over and told him to go up the mountain quickly.

After agreeing to hang up, I flung myself on the pillow mournfully for a long time before jumping out of bed in a not-so-handsome posture. It only took me 5 minutes to shower, but it took me 10 minutes to change my clothes. I couldn’t do one on the left and the other on the right. Why hasn't the clothes arrived yet? When the phone is called, the tone is stern, "Where are the clothes?"

"Hello, Mr. Bian, the clothes you ordered to buy last time are in progress, and they can be delivered by post tomorrow."

"not mine."

"Oh, yours has already been mailed. It may be due to delay. I will call to confirm immediately and I will call you back later."

"it is good."

"Yes, bye, Mr. Bian."

In big cities, what employees pay attention to is efficiency.

In a small village, what the employees pay attention to is, yes, arguing.

"Hey, Mr. Bian, it can be delivered today, please pay attention to receiving it."

"Row."

"Goodbye, Mr. Bian."

This little girl's politeness and enthusiasm are really perfect and I will add another point. I just need to say, Mr. Bian, I wish you a happy life and a happy family.

Life is not happy at all, and my sleep is interrupted, and I continue to complain.

Shao Kou stewed a three-yellow chicken with American ginseng, and he sat comfortably on the sofa watching a dog blood drama. You tortured me for a while, and I misunderstood you for a while. Stopped, looked up, and saw that guy gloating and laughing at him, "Is your nose blue and eyes swollen? Let me see."

I still miss your wild sleeping position.

"Oops, there's an intracranial hemorrhage."

Shao Kou tilted his head and covered his face to prevent his sneaky smile from being discovered.

"I'll reimburse you for external injuries, but don't care about internal injuries."

The pink pig toy that Bian Mu took out from the wall just now threw his head down, and this meeting looked empty, calling him, "Throw it up."

Obsessive-compulsive disorder upper body, who am I kidding.

Shao Kou half-supported the back of the sofa and threw it into the corridor, showing the strength of the shot put.

"It's pretty cool, hey, you play basketball?"

What look, it's obviously a shot put.

"I played it when I was in college. It's quite accurate, isn't it?"

Bian Mu immediately restrained his smile, put his hands behind his back while leaning on the railing, and walked down, chewing and asking him, "Hehe, I didn't. I didn't like sweating when I was in college. How many times did you ask me to?" Didn't go either."

Give you what you can, like someone important, Shao Kou may be naturally aggressive, he was a bully in the village when he was a child, and although he was restrained when he grew up, he also turned to his bones.

"Are you sure you will?"

Hey?Look down on anyone.

Bian Mu went downstairs and approached him. The feather duster he picked up when he reached the corner of the stairs just now hit his arm twice with the hard side. Before he could react, he said, "Go to college?"

The vibration of the other end of the chicken feather has not stopped, and the other end switched arms and slapped twice, and the tone became more and more urgent, "Going to college, which bastard said that his education was a vocational high school, ghost, learning martial arts, um ?”

Damn, forgot about this.

Shao Kou only felt a pain running down his arm to the top of his head, and one side of his head was a little numb. Facing his question at this time, he should have the resilience to answer and explain smoothly, but he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he was dumb. Silently, he didn't know, didn't know what he was afraid of.

"Everything you say to me is full of shit, why are you dumb now, what are you pretending to be?"

Bian Mu was obviously angry. He was also a memory that suddenly appeared just now, but, obviously, he lied. Once a lie appeared, he would face the next lie. When you want to tell the truth, sorry, there is no more People will listen, or rather, no one will care anymore.

"Huh? It's really interesting. Are you guilty? Talk."

Shao Kou didn't have a particularly big mood swing, he just stood quietly for a while, then suddenly relaxed and sat on the sofa, raised his head without explaining, "What are you talking about?"

I knew this guy would pretend to be a bear.

"What are you talking about, about academic qualifications, when I asked you, what did you say about vocational high school?"

Oh, this, he sat up straight and asked another irrelevant question, "Do you want to hear it?"

Damn, the feather duster that Bian Mu was holding was about to move, I really wanted to whip him on the head and make blood splash all over him.

"You can say it or not, it can rise to the issue of personal credit, you can edit it, don't connect the tail, let me catch the loophole,"

Bai has the face of a detective, but he doesn't have the brains of a detective.

"I was expelled in my junior year, so my education is a vocational high school."

Oh?

"What immoral thing did you do that would get you fired?"

He has little knowledge, don't lie to him.

"Had a fight with someone."

Your muscles are hyperactive, why are you fighting with others?

"You are indeed a master who can fight, but is it so serious that you are expelled? You didn't ask the school leaders or anything, just make a note of it."

Silly you, why don't you give money now? It's easy to find a job after graduating from college. Why don't you just stay in the village and do physical work?

"At the beginning, I used my loyalty and suffered a lot."

He also has a mother who doesn't deserve the name, and to ruin her reputation, there is one vote that disagrees.

Bian Mu raised his hand and scratched his head. What he was quite reasonable at first, suddenly turned into that he was exposing the scars of others, and unconsciously sprinkled salt. He didn't mean it.

"Well, that's fine now."

Shao Kou couldn't help laughing out loud, his silly appearance was too cute, he patted the place beside him, raised his jaw, "Yes, it will be fine from now on."

I never think that the shame I have received is an indelible imprint. On the contrary, it will make me cherish the present even more, no matter how awkward the current life is.

Bian Mu sat down with his legs crossed, and took the remote control to turn around one by one. Can you tell if there is anything wrong? The weather forecast did not dare to guarantee the ticket, but what he said was completely opposite, "I will cover up in the future You, if you see anyone upset, beat him up, huh? Third Master."

If I call you the third master, then no one dares to be presumptuous. Bian Mu suddenly wants to lead him back to that bustling city, let him really climb to the top of the mountain, and eat all the incompetent animals at the lower end of the food chain.

When the two expressed their affection to each other for the first time, there was a loud voice coming from the door outside, Shao Kou restrained his moved expression, stood up and opened the door, Bian Mu who was sitting had a flash of inspiration, bad Is the food ready, Grandpa Zhang?

"Ah, you went with that kid from the Yuan family last time, is Bian Mu at home?"

The white-haired old man in casual clothes came in, and when he saw the young man who opened the door, he immediately recalled that he was really tall, so it was better to talk at a distance, so as not to raise his head, his cervical spine was not very good.

"Yes, yes, hello, Dean Zhang."

Nodding and bowing again, Bian Mu came over and wanted to scold him, is he promising, can he treat others equally?Elderly people are also normal people and don't need special courtesy.

Of course, if you feel that you are old and need special treatment from others, then your mental age must also give up on you. If you are old and strong, and no one needs to treat you like a cancer patient carefully, then your mentality will never be old.

There are many young people who are still alive in their [-]s and [-]s. This is one of them. They don’t dazzle their eyes or shake their hands. They get up early every day to practice Tai Chi, do yoga at night, and practice Qigong at noon. I envy the persistence of the old man.

"Hehe, Grandpa Zhang, I'm coming down to have a meal and I have a cold, why did you come here in person?"

The old man smiled and looked up, and stopped in front of the big clock in the living room with a little nostalgia, and said to him kindly, "I want to see how your life is, the current cold is probably a hot cold, then you Stay at home, I will tell them how to plant later, don't go out, the wind on the mountain is strong."

Shao Kou put his back quietly as the background board, Bian Mu and the old man chatted in full swing, Feng Shui took turns, I came to his house this year, yesterday he ignored him, today he came back with revenge, this can only be called, it is pure coincidence .

"The person your grandfather enjoys the most, the porcelain vat in the yard is still there. Alas, it's a pity that Luoyu Tinghe has been replaced by someone from the later generation."

The old man's sudden sadness made Bian Mu also fall into longing. This was an instinct. Shao Kou turned around and came out of the kitchen, deliberately speaking to break the atmosphere in the living room. Try a bowl?"

Bian Mu gave him a look, why didn't he let him taste it?