Lord God Space: I am in a mental hospital at the beginning!

"Then I'll go out first Master, you eat slowly."

Xiao Ruoyu saw that Simu was eating deliciously, so he didn't bother him anymore, but said hello to Simu and left the room.

"Hmm~ Nine, Uncle Nine, uh... One more... One more drink."

Just as Xiao Ruoyu exited from Simu's room, he heard Boss Qian's voice in the courtyard.

"Ah Qiang, help him home quickly, he smells like alcohol, hey"

Uncle Jiu looked at the drunk Boss Qian and shook his head helplessly.

"Nine, Uncle Nine. In this life, the last thing I want to remember in this life is... um, that day in the bathhouse~~~"

With Xiaoqiang's support, Boss Qian pointed at Uncle Jiu and spoke in a daze, but it seemed that he was recalling the scene of that day, and he spit it out uncontrollably with a wow.

And this bite is not wasted at all.

When Old Man Tie came to see a doctor just now, Ah Qiang helped him pour a bowl of water.

But now the empty bowl was refilled by Boss Qian in one gulp.

This bowl of dry goods is really unacceptable.

Ah Qiang who was on the side saw this scene, and suddenly trembled all over, his hands uncontrollably grabbed his hair and his expression was exaggerated.

"Well, I'll go by myself, I don't need you to help me!"

After Boss Qian vomited, he stood up and wiped away the remaining stains on his mouth. With a flick of his sleeves, he turned and walked unsteadily towards the gate of Yizhuang.

"Hey, Ah Qiang, you give him a treat. When you come back later, he vomited this bowl... Well, forget it, throw away the bowl too."

Looking at Boss Qian's appearance, Uncle Jiu worriedly ordered Xiaoqiang to take him home. Looking back at what Boss Qian had vomited out, Uncle Jiu almost vomited it out.

"Oh, I see Master."

After Xiaoqiang agreed, he reluctantly supported Boss Qian and left.

Seeing that Yizhuang had finally calmed down, Uncle Jiu sighed, shook his head helplessly, and turned back to his room.

Xiao Ruoyu just walked out of Simu's room at this time.

"Uh, why does this thing look like eight-treasure porridge?"

Xiao Ruoyu looked at the bowl of food on the table in front of him, it was indeed similar to the eight-treasure porridge that Si Mu had just eaten.

Thinking back to the sweetness of the four eyes, Xiao Ruoyu's stomach also began to have sour water.

"crunch"

A door rang.

"Good apprentice, do you have any more? This small can is too small, not enough to fit between teeth. Come on, get another can for Master."

Simu hurriedly pushed open the door and came out, still holding the empty can of eight-treasure porridge that Xiao Ruoyu had sent him earlier.

Xiao Ruoyu turned his head to look.

After seeing the empty can in Simu's hands, I think of Simu's eating.

"No!~"

Xiao Ruoyu couldn't hold on any longer, so he covered his mouth and ran to the hut.

"Qi~Stinky boy, you are so stingy even if you order something to eat."

Four eyes saw that Xiao Ruoyu didn't say a word, turned his head and ran out, feeling suddenly unhappy.

Cursing all the way to the table.

Si Mu, who was about to reach for the kettle to pour some water, suddenly found the bowl of dry goods on the table.

"Hey, I see how you are still hiding it, have you been discovered by me? Hey hey."

The four eyes stretched out their tongues and licked their lips, rubbed their hands vigorously, and approached the bowl little by little.

"Chew, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, eh?"

Simu picked up the bowl and put it directly to his mouth, and took a sip happily.

But the four eyes in the dark had already noticed that something was wrong, and secretly pinched a spell in his hand.

"What's wrong with the taste? New flavor? Bajibaji."

Looking at the empty bowl in his hand with puzzled eyes, he poked his mouth again and tasted it carefully.

Then he poured the empty eight-treasure porridge jar into his mouth.

"Bajibaji, it's really not the same taste."

After Simu finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

then.

"Boom"

There was a muffled knock at the door.

"Huh? What's wrong with you, Xiaoqiang?"

Looking around with four eyes, I saw Xiaoqiang was falling down by the door with straight eyes and a dull face, looking straight at himself.

Xiaoqiang, who had just sent Boss Qian home, saw empty bowls in his four eyes and licking his lips to reminisce as soon as he returned to Yizhuang.

After thinking about what Boss Qian had spit out before.

Xiaoqiang sat down on the ground directly, and hit the gate of Yizhuang with his back, and the muffled sound came from here.

"You want to eat too?"

After looking at Xiaoqiang suspiciously, he looked down at the empty bowl in his hand, then handed the porridge bowl in Xiaoqiang's direction, and asked suspiciously.

"Ugh~ wow~~"

Xiaoqiang couldn't stand the picture in his mind, so he vomited it out in one gulp.

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"What's wrong with you, Xiaoqiang!"

After Simu saw Xiaoqiang's appearance, he shouted in surprise, and walked quickly to Xiaoqiang's side.

And this time.

Disturbed by the noise in the yard, Uncle Jiu also came out of the room frowning in a short dress.

When Uncle Jiu came to the yard.

I only saw Xiaoqiang sitting in front of the door and vomiting crazily, while Simu beside him was holding a bowl of porridge in his hands, flustered and somewhat at a loss.

"Huh? Bowl?"

Uncle Jiu suddenly realized something, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the table in the yard.

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"Fuck!!"

Uncle Jiu, who has always been gentle, suddenly burst into foul language.

"Four Eyes!! Did you drink from the bowl on the table??"

Uncle Jiu walked quickly to Simu, but suddenly saw the bowl in Simu's hand, and stood still two steps away, not daring to get too close.

"It's not enough, brother? I just drank a bowl of porridge."

His eyes were all indifferent, and the bowl in his hand was dangling back and forth.

"no."

Before Uncle Jiu could speak, Four Eyes interrupted him to continue.

"Isn't it just a bowl of porridge? Just now when Ruoyu heard that I wanted to drink another bowl, he ran away without turning his head. Are you eating alone? It's too much!"

Simu was still chattering endlessly, but the content of the words made Uncle Jiu unbearable again, and he spit it out with a wow.

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"Isn't it, brother? I'll just drink you a bowl of porridge, and you'll throw up???"

The four eyes were shocked.

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"Uncle Master is not willing to part with Master. Well, that bowl is not porridge."
Xiaoqiang on the ground squinted his eyes and said to his four eyes.

"It's not porridge? What is that? I said it doesn't taste right"

At this time, the four eyes clicked their mouths a few more times, and murmured in their mouths.

"Ouch~ Uncle Shi."

Before Xiaoqiang finished speaking, Xiao Ruoyu walked out of the hut and returned to the yard.

But when Xiao Ruoyu saw this scene in the yard, he was also dumbfounded.

Uncle Jiu was bending over, spitting bitter water continuously.

Xiaoqiang sat on the ground with water stains all over his clothes.

And the four eyes. Damn it! !
Xiao Ruoyu's eyes widened when he saw the porridge bowl in his four eyes.

"Master!? Did you drink what Boss Qian vomited????"

After Xiao Ruoyu finished speaking, he raised his leg and rushed towards Simu, wanting Simu to spit out what he had drunk into his mouth.

But Simu thought that Xiao Ruoyu was going to grab the porridge in his hand, so he fled frantically with the bowl in his hand, drinking while running.

"Ahahahaha~ No one wants to steal my porridge!!"

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