Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Ever since reading the rules, Xu Ye never thought of changing Amin's position.

He changed his way of thinking to do this.

The sky was yellow and gloomy. Xu Ye handed the sweet potato to his aunt. After all, he was eating at someone else's house and had to hand over his food.

Xu Ye guessed that the residents of this "city" got their food from outsiders.

After all, he had strolled around the area many times and hardly saw anything edible or useful.

There was a puddle not far away, with some potholes filled with water, which was very turbid and undrinkable.

The local residents would bring it back, filter it and use it for washing.

Xu Ye felt that this seemed very magical. They were able to tell that the water in the pond was undrinkable, but could not see that the piece of meat on the table was a pickle.

Sometimes I am blind, sometimes I am clear.

It's just selective self-paralysis, very weird.

In ancient times, people covered their ears to steal a bell, and now people cover their eyes to eat pickles and sweet potatoes.

……

Looking at his watch, after what had just happened, it was still early, so Xu Ye returned to his residence.

Shake the cat hair off the bedding.

There are obviously many places for the pets to have fun, but the pets only like to roll around on his bed. Xu Ye doesn't know whether to be happy or annoyed.

Alas, this damn sweet trouble.

With a rustling sound, a notebook fell out of the quilt cover, which was not very sturdy to begin with, and landed on the ground.

The cover is green, the paper is wrinkled, and the edges are curled up. It looks like it has been there for quite a while.

Xu Ye opened the notebook and saw four big words written in marker on the first page: Amin's Diary.

Ah Ming's diary? Why is it in his own bed? Xu Ye scratched his head, not knowing why, and continued to flip through the pages:

xx/xx/21, Weather: cloudy

On the first day of the dungeon, I met Amin, who was radiant with the light of the Virgin Mary, and wanted to change him.

It turned out to be written by the Trialist.

xx/xx/22, Weather: cloudy

On the second day of the dungeon, Amin gave his water to others to drink. I advised him not to do that, but he didn't listen. What a fool.

xx/xx/23, Weather: cloudy

On the third day of coming to the dungeon, I was chopping firewood for a stranger with Amin, and we had a heated argument. Amin insisted on chopping all the firewood before leaving.

On the fourth day, I failed.

Day 5, failed...

……

Xu Ye flipped through more than ten pages in one breath and found that he had to record the reason for failure at the beginning, but he wrote much more sloppily at the end and just wrote "failure".

Day 27:

Damn, the weather here has never been good.

Amin is a great man, I shouldn't have tried to change him... I was wrong, I am willing to fight alongside him.

If I don't end up buried in the sand tomorrow, I'll continue to update...

The diary ends here. Apparently, the trial-taker did not wait until the next day for victory.

After reading the entire booklet, Xu Ye finally understood why it was called Amin's Diary.

Although it was written by a trial-taker, the dozens of pages of content are all about how to change Amin. There is no other redundant information.

Xu Ye turned the diary back to the first page, took out a pen, and added four words between Amin and the diary: "Training failed."

"Amin's Failed Training Diary"

Barrage:"……"

“It seems that blindly taking the opposition route and constantly refuting Amin’s ideas is not feasible.”

"This senior trial participant is a bit stubborn."

"Why do I feel that in the end, the trial participants were contaminated by Amin?"

"Are you crazy? Now kindness needs to be polluted."

……

When Xu Ye went to his aunt's house for dinner, there was an empty seat at the table.

It is said that Amin has been hiding in his room since he returned home and he won't come out no matter how we call him.

"Today is all thanks to Ah Ye."

"Yeah, then let the outsider live here, but you want to keep it for yourself. Bah, so hypocritical."

A group of people gathered around the table and praised Xu Ye.

On the left is "hypocrisy", and on the right is "hypocrisy".

Xu Ye felt that this word applied to them in a similar way. After all, during the day, they would say "thank you" to outsiders, but then turn around and call them "hypocritical."

After a while, Amin came out of the bedroom.

"You still have the nerve to eat. You can't earn anything back." The aunt's face changed and she immediately became sarcastic.

In days of food shortage, even one's own son could not avoid being scolded.

"All you do is eat. Why don't you just eat yourself to death? Go back. If you can't get anything, don't eat. It's a waste of food."

The curses rolled down his face, getting louder and louder, and the content became more and more unpleasant...

"Loser" and "freeloader" are still mild words.

Some of the dirty words were so excessive that even the audience in front of the screen said they were excessive.

Dirty, really dirty.

"How could she, a woman, say that, even to her own son?"

"It's terrible. I feel spiritually polluted."

Ah Ming sat down, picked up his chopsticks and ate silently, his expression calm, as if he hadn't heard anything...

I quickly finished two sweet potatoes amidst the roar of curses...

Xu Ye looked at him in surprise.

Take another look.

Take another look.

Perhaps because he had seen it too many times, Ah Ming touched his face and said embarrassedly: "Cousin, is there...something on my face?"

Xu Ye shook his head and asked the question in his heart:

"Why are you still eating?"

After your performance in the past two days, shouldn't you be feeling extremely ashamed and blaming yourself for bringing trouble to your family?

"If I don't eat, my mother will be sad, and I don't want her to be sad." A Ming said.

Xu Ye patted his thigh.

Ah Ming looked up and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Am I wrong again?"

Xu Ye gave a thumbs up: "Yes, very good, keep it up."

Whoever says that Amin’s thoughts are difficult to change, he thinks it’s good.

He is truly teachable.

Comment: "I am dying of laughter. Although, Ah Ming, how can you tell that your mother is worried about you? She wants you to vomit out what you have eaten."

"Aunt: You prodigal son, stop eating now.

Ming: I’m afraid you’ll feel bad for me if I’m hungry, so I have to eat.”

Ming: "I eat for my mother's sake. I am doing a good deed."