I'm really immortal

The steamed pork is cooked, and the aroma is overflowing. The color of the rice flour paste and the sauce makes people very appetizing. When you bite it gently, the meat inside is tender and delicate, and the fat part melts in your mouth. Your taste buds are full of delicious food.

Liu Changan ate one bowl, Qin Yanan one bowl, and Zhou Dongdong, the kid who thought he would grow up quickly if he ate a lot, ate two bowls.

The reason why she was not fed three bowls was that Zhou Shuling thought that Liu Changan always treated Zhou Dongdong like a pig. What if a child has been too fat since childhood and cannot lose weight in adolescence?

Now Zhou Dongdong is chubby and cute, and she is still chubby when she is a teenager. I am afraid that brother Chang'an will be the original sin that ruins Zhou Dongdong's beautiful girlhood.

Then just eat two bowls.

After breakfast, Zhou Dongdong held several bowls in his arms and walked to the pool. When he loosened his grip, the bowls fell down with a clatter.

"If my bowl breaks again, you will be in trouble." Liu Changan said without looking back.

"No!" Zhou Dongdong said loudly, "Do you want me to help you wash the dishes?"

"No."

"Would you like me to help you sweep the floor?"

"No."

The hard-working and friendly Zhou Dongdong had nothing to do, so he had to find a hoe to dig up the plastic chicken he had buried against the wall.

It was a yellow toy chicken with a long body and a red mouth in the shape of an "O". When pressed on its belly, it would make an unpleasant, piercing sound. Zhou Dongdong liked it very much.

"In ten years, Zhou Dongdong will be a graceful girl." Qin Yanan said while looking at the little figure digging in the corner.

"People have to grow up." Liu Changan nodded.

"Little girls generally admire the big brother next door who grew up with them. There are many stories of girls who grow up and fall in love with the big brother next door." Qin Yanan looked at Liu Changan.

Liu Changan looked at Qin Yanan unhappily.

"I'm talking about a phenomenon." Qin Yanan looked back at Liu Changan without flinching.

"The big brother and the little girl are already in a perfect state, why do they need to mix in the things you mentioned?" Liu Changan shook his head, "People nowadays actually lack feelings, or are stingy about giving feelings, the more they like to play tricks. Some pure feelings, such as the feelings between men, which are passionate and touching, and a scholar who sacrifices his life for his bosom friend, are described by many boring people as base rot and the like. Those who do this are often women, and it is difficult for women to do so. Understand this kind of brotherhood among men...Don't insult the men who sacrifice their lives and blood for their close friends. They are definitely not doing it for each other's assholes. These women seem to only know how to put everything in their minds besides sexual love and love. ...Understand? Stop talking nonsense."

"A person who talks nonsense every day is actually teaching me not to talk nonsense." Although Liu Changan's tone was a bit harsh, Qin Yanan was not very disgusted and had no intention of competing with him. He just smiled.

"You go back first. I have something to do during the day, so I'll come over in the evening." Liu Changan waved his hand.

"Fine."

Liu Changan watched Qin Yanan leave and turned to call Zhou Dongdong, who was washing the plastic chicken under the faucet.

Zhou Dongdong is wondering why there are no centipedes to eat her chicks, even though she has buried them many times and wondered many times.

"Let's go catch the cicada monkey." Liu Changan said to Zhou Dongdong.

"What kind of monkey is a cicada?"

"It's the cicada."

"What is a cicada?"

"delicious."

"Let's catch a lot of them!"

Liu Changan borrowed a fishing rod from Old Man Qin, and found a ball of gel mud in Zhou Dongdong's schoolbag. It was something she usually used to throw on the wall and stick to it. You can buy a large ball for a few dollars.

After fixing the gel mud on the top of the fishing rod, Liu Changan took Zhou Dongdong to catch cicadas. Zhou Dongdong was ready to catch cicadas by himself, but failed repeatedly. In order not to affect the ability to catch more delicious fish, Zhou Dongdong Dong had no choice but to restrain himself from wanting to play, and followed Liu Changan's butt with a net bag filled with cicadas, acting as a follower.

Zhou Shuling saw Liu Changan and Zhou Dongdong going in and out. She didn't know what they were doing. She couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth slightly. What she was most happy to see was Liu Changan and Zhou Dongdong together. There was always something about it that made people smile and make them smile unconsciously. The feeling of a warm smile in my heart. People like Liu Changan, who get along well with the elderly and children, can also have a lot of positive influences on children.

At noon, Liu Changan fried a large plate of cicadas and asked Zhou Dongdong to give a portion to Zhou Shuling. Zhou Dongdong and Zhou Dongdong ate the rest.

"It turns out that insects are so delicious!" Zhou Dongdong leaned on the small chair, tilted his head back and looked at the sycamore tree above his head. From then on, the image of the insects changed in Zhou Dongdong's eyes.

"Not all bugs are delicious." Liu Changan warned cautiously, "especially not eating them raw."

"Can spiders be eaten?"

"cannot!"

"Where are the mosquitoes?"

"cannot!"

"Where are the flies?"

"You can just go eat shit!"

"I do not want it!"

In the afternoon, Liu Changan painted the fan while reading, dried it and then applied tung oil on it. He worked all afternoon, tinkering and carving it carefully, and finally a passable oil-paper umbrella was born.

Passable, of course, is Liu Changan's vision for giving gifts. If it is just based on the standards of collection, it is a work of art with excellent charm.

Liu Changan sent a message to An Nuan and made an appointment to meet on the evening of Chinese Valentine's Day.

An Nuan told him that he could look forward to Qixi Festival, but not too much.

It's not that it's impossible, it's that it's not allowed. Liu Changan smiled. The girl's thoughts are really interesting.

Bai Hui sent a video, saying it was a dance she planned to upload to the website on Chinese Valentine's Day.

Liu Changan didn't click on it, but just replied to the message "The singles on Chinese Valentine's Day are jumping around." Bai Fen was so angry that she didn't reply to his message.

Zhong Qing also sent a message, expressing his gratitude, worded neatly, very polite and sincere, and Liu Changan replied "read".

Liu Changan often didn't reply to messages, and occasionally he would reply all at once. These messages were not all received at the same time.

"Have read."

When Zhong Qing saw this reply, he couldn't laugh or cry. Liu Changan never seemed to follow common sense. Did he mean that he didn't care about her gratitude and didn't think it was necessary?

"Recently, after Liu Changan connected the power cord to the transport vehicle, he no longer entered the transport vehicle as frequently, or delivered food in as before, or gave lectures in it all night, right?" The third wife was still standing in the hotel. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he gently stroked the exquisite telescope.

"Yes."

"I have already listened to the recordings of Xiaotang and Qin Yanan. From now on, they will only need to record when they are alone... The things where Xiaotang sings and reads are really noisy and unpleasant."

"clear."

The third wife nodded, lowered her head and looked at Liu Changan in the telescope as he left the community, then turned to look at the transport truck.

It was not unreasonable for Qin Yanan and Zhu Juntang to think that Liu Changan was Ye Chenyu... This information shocked the third wife. The sources of the information were different, and the angles of observation were different. The conclusions reached were incredibly different.