After Bai Yueguang became the hero

Chapter 162
"Uncle Min, it's time for us to fight back. Tell him the position of the green crystal is my duty as a son and daughter. Whether he can get it depends on his ability." Ming Changgeng said lightly.

Min Hang suddenly felt that His Highness's whole body was shrouded in a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly or guess clearly.

"Ahem." Ming Changgeng covered his lips with a handkerchief.

Min Hang woke up suddenly, and he quickly walked to Ming Changgeng's side, his fingers that were originally fair were already a faint blue color.

"The toxin has spread again!" Min Hang was shocked.

"Your Highness, don't you still have the medicine left by Patriarch Huo Shao?" Min Hang looked at the expanding blue color with panic in his eyes.

At this moment, how much he hated Ming Junyi who gave the medicine to the eldest prince.

"Your Highness, I heard that the eldest prince took that medicine to save the mother of a female student at Canglin College, I can go..."

"No need." Ming Changgeng stopped Min Hang's next words.

"I don't care about it." He panted slightly, his face was abnormally red.

"Besides, little uncle is coming back, I should be able to wait."

Facing his physical condition, Ming Changgeng was unusually calm.

In the study room, Qian Yu looked at the text in front of her and typed a hache.

It's strange to read in that weird earth accent, but people here like it very much.

【Well, although I know you have your own rhythm, I still have to say, the boss seems to be unable to hold on. 】 Hours of hesitation.

"Can't hold on to what? If you can't hold on, you want to blacken?"

Qian Yu has two things in one mind, while playing the character set that Fu Jia studied hard, while watching cartoons.

When I was young, I knew that Qianyu must have understood what she meant.

But just because he knew, Qian Yu would be angry every time.

【snort!You know what I'm talking about, how do you do this every time. 】I was a little aggrieved at the hour.

She was so serious about finding a TV series for Qianyu to watch, and Qianyu even teased her.

"Well, otherwise, life would be too boring."

Qianyu felt that the reaction after being teased when she was young was the condiment of her boring working life.

【…】

"Don't worry, he won't die. How could the boss die so easily? If he died easily, he wouldn't need us to do the mission." Qian Yu said confidently.

When I thought about it when I was young, it seemed right, whether it was the time and space where Lan Xing was destroyed or the current time and space, Ming Changgeng was the last to live.

If you think about it this way, you don't have to worry about it.

For lunch in the afternoon, it was finally no longer baked potatoes, but it was changed to Waxiang Chicken, which was still potatoes and chicken.

It was night, and Qianyu was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Her eyes were fixed on the virtual screen in front of her. In the virtual screen, Xiao Fugui was making four-color tofu. Qianyu looked at the bamboo shoots inside, as well as the legendary mutton from the Mongolian grassland, plus tofu and coriander. It looks delicious.

so hungry so hungry!

After so many days of eating potatoes, I finally saw food without potatoes.

【Are you hungry? 】 Hours of hesitation.

[It’s not that I just ate the Waxiang Chicken, I saw that the Waxiang Chicken was quite delicious. 】 Hours took a breath.

It's a pity that she has no body, otherwise she would really want to eat.

When the task is completed and she returns to the clan, she must buy, buy, and eat.

"The chicken is delicious, but there are potatoes in it."

"For so many days, you look like a potato to me after eating potatoes." Qian Yu sighed.

[Then go down to eat?No, it will collapse the human design. ] I thought it was not possible.

Qianyu's eyes lit up, Fu Jia was the best at cooking.

Thinking about it, she sat up, the book on her lower abdomen slipped off, Qian Yu picked it up and put it beside Bei Bei.

Beibei still looked down on the world, and couldn't feel the pain of Qianyu's hunger.

Qian Yu put the book away, and a white card slipped out.

She scratched her head, not remembering that she had clipped the card in the book.

Pick up the card with words that you don't understand written on it.

She thought about it, put the card in her pocket, and asked after she saw sister Ming Cui.

There was no one in the corridor of the empty building, so Qian Yu came to the kitchen by virtue of the dim light.

She opened the refrigerator, and it was full of seasonal vegetables and fruits.

Her eyes were full of surprises. She thought that the only ingredients were potatoes, so Grandpa Min only cooks potatoes every day. It turns out that there are quite a lot of ingredients.

Rubbing his stomach, he fell into deep thought looking at the rich ingredients.

So, what should she eat?

Alas, Qian Yu sighed.

Sure enough, what my mother said was right, once a person has a choice, he will become entangled.

Qian Yu finally succumbed to her hunger and cooked a bowl of the simplest noodles to eat.

Sliced ​​meat, tomatoes, shallots, watercress, peppers, Qianyu prepared the ingredients and cooked them according to the method her mother gave her in her mind.

While boiling water, Qianyu saw grapes in the refrigerator, some molds, and white sugar. She moved her fingers and suddenly remembered that she hadn't made sugar for a long time.

Ming Changgeng's face suddenly appeared in his mind. His face was pale, weak, and sickly. He was sitting in a wheelchair day after day, unable to see the sun.

"Big brother used to like basking in the sun, he must be in pain now." Qianyu murmured.

Qian Yu, who was concentrating on the mold, didn't notice that a shadow at the kitchen door suddenly stopped moving.

Ming Changgeng noticed that the light in the kitchen was on, and thought that Minhang was inside.

When they reached the door, they heard Qianyu's voice.

The raised hand paused, and his face was a little dazed. Did Fu Jia remember what he said inadvertently for so long?
Realizing this problem, Ming Changgeng found that his first reaction was not guilt, but an inexplicable feeling.

Through the curtain, one could vaguely see Qian Yu happily cooking noodles in blue rabbit pajamas, but Ming Changgeng didn't go in after all.

Instead, he controlled his wheelchair and left.

He likes light, but the sun is too dazzling during the day, which will make the toxins in his body more active.

Therefore, he can only appreciate the moonlight.

So, every silent night, he would come to sit in the yard.

It's a pity that at the foot of the green pine tree at night, there are no busy ants and Fu Jia counting ants, only the cold moon and twinkling stars.

After Qian Yu finished eating the noodles, she looked at the bag of white sugar and fell into a struggle.

From time to time, Ming Changgeng's increasingly weak face flashed in his mind, and from time to time, his mother's exhortations appeared.

"Jiajia, you are a special child, your ability is unique in the entire Liuyun galaxy, remember what your mother said, never make candy outside, and never let anyone other than your family know about your ability. "

"You can't give them your candy."

"No." Qian Yu murmured, lowering her head and taking a sip of noodle soup.

impossible.

(End of this chapter)