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Huazhi quickly agreed, took two steamed buns, and returned to today's house.

When they arrived at the door, Hua Zhi found that the door that had fallen down could no longer be reinstalled, and the weeds were still there.

It's hard to get into this grass in broad daylight, let alone at night? So Huazhi decided to go around to the kitchen and climb the wall in.

Taking advantage of the skylight, Hua Zhi climbed in without much effort. The room was dark, and Huazhi was calling someone from behind the kitchen.

When Mi Mi heard Hua Zhi's voice, he was very happy at first, and then furious. He hurriedly ran to the back kitchen wall. After checking, he found that she was missing neither an arm nor a leg, so he scolded her for where she had gone.

Hua Zhi didn't explain too much. She also knew that this was because she cared about her. It's always bad to speak coldly in the face of good intentions. She didn't want to waste time explaining, so she just took out the steamed buns and handed one to rice.

Rice was surprised: "Where did you get the steamed buns?"

Hua Zhi explained this time. After all, this question was easy to answer: "I went to wash the dishes in a small restaurant, and the landlady gave it to me."

Rice held this steamed bun with mixed feelings in his heart.

The night is very nice tonight and the moon is very round. Even though this place is very remote, many people do not light lanterns in front of their doors to save money and do not hinder their sight.

Hua Zhi had already taken a bite of the steamed bun. Seeing that the rice was only in his hand without eating, she persuaded him: "Eat it, it's quite delicious."

"Well, go in. I used the door panels to make a bed. I'll make do with it for now. I'll go outside the city to find some hay tomorrow."

"Oh."

Hua Zhi followed Mi Mi into the house. Maybe her eyes were used to the darkness, so when she entered the house, she didn't feel it was too dark, and she could still see.

When we walked to the main house, some of the grass in front of the door had been removed, and the door panel was placed at the door. Rice was the first to sit on the door panel and eat steamed buns.

Rice was eating steamed buns while planning: "When all these grasses are removed, we will plant the land. Plant vegetables here, some melons there, and some radishes. In winter, we can eat radishes and stewed ribs."

Hua Zhi listened silently. After eating one steamed bun, she was not full and her stomach was still clamoring for more.

The rice was still chewing on the steamed buns, but he was reluctant to chew it like Huazhi did, chewing it for a few times before swallowing it.

When Hua Zhi finished eating, he broke off half of it for her.

Hua Zhi looked at the half piece of steamed bun in front of her and fell into deep thought:

Why is her life so hard? Why is it so difficult to make a living? Did she forget something? Why did she seem to remember it? She could easily find food.

What did you experience in the middle? Why is this situation so great?

Seeing that Huazhi didn't accept the steamed bun, Mi Mi was confused: "Ququ, what are you thinking about?"

Hua Zhi was called back to consciousness by the rice. She shook her head: "I didn't think about anything, but I just felt that life was a bit too hard." Hua Zhi pushed back the half piece of steamed bun in front of her, "You can eat it, I have already eaten one." .”

Seeing that she really had no intention of taking the rice, he took it back and ate it slowly.

While nibbling, she looked at Huazhi to see if she didn't want it because she was embarrassed. It wasn't until he finished eating the steamed buns that Hua Zhi didn't even turn his head to take a look that he realized that what Hua Zhi said this time was really not necessary.

After the two of them finished eating the steamed buns, they sat there in a daze together.

Mi Mi was thinking: Master is dead, what should he and Ququ do?

Huazhi was thinking: Does life have to be so hard? Is someone kidding her?

Suddenly, Hua Zhi remembered a question and turned to ask Mi Mi: "What's your name?"

rice:? ? ?

"you are silly?"

"I feel that I am sick, and I feel that I am not from here. Everything here is so strange to me. Not only you, but even I don't know, who am I?"

Rice became anxious now, and quickly put his hand on Hua Zhi's forehead: "It's not burning, why are you talking nonsense?"

Hua Zhi was speechless and slapped his hand away: "I am talking about this matter very seriously. Don't treat me like a fool."

Mi Mi remembered what his master had said: Treat patients in a smooth manner, especially those patients who don't feel sick. It's best to just follow his words.

I still remember that when he was young, he asked his master why.

He was also shocked: You are stupid. If a patient hits you, does he need to be held responsible? Think about it, how long has it been since you last seen Erhuzi? He was pushed into the well by a patient and drowned!

Since then, the young rice has never cared about sick people. He was really afraid. There was a well in the kitchen. Although life was a little harder now, he didn't want to die yet!

Mi Mi quickly followed Hua Zhi's words and asked her: "Okay, okay, tell me, where are you from?"

Hua Zhi murmured to herself: "Where am I from? Yes, where am I from?"

In the fantasy world, Hua Zhi was puzzled, as if she was in a fog and could not get out of the fog.

At the altar outside the illusion, he stared at the glowing figure with great vigilance.

Seeing Hua Zhi's brows furrowed in thought, Mi Mi quickly advised her: "Ququ, if you can't think clearly, don't think about it. It's late at night. Let's rest first. We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow."

Hua Zhi came back to her senses and looked at the rice: "So, what's your name?"

"Rice, a close relative of steamed buns, rice."

Huazhi:......

One is called Ququ and the other is called Rice. These names are really random.

"From now on, I will call you Huami, and you will call me Huaqu. The crickets and rice cries are always unpleasant."

"That's not okay. This is the name Master gave me. Go to bed early, I have to get up early tomorrow."

When Hua Zhi saw the rice, he lay down directly, occupying most of the door panel, leaving a small half. Looking at his body, it seemed that he could not lie down.

So he lay on the door panel, half a head shorter than rice.

The two were silent for a while. Although Hua Zhi was hungry, her head seemed to be more sleepy, so she would fall asleep soon.

Mi Mi probably couldn't sleep, so he didn't turn around and asked Hua Zhi directly: "Qu Qu, just now you said your name is Hua Qu and my name is Huami. Why did you give us a Hua surname?"

Hua Zhi was about to fall asleep. When she was interrupted like this, she replied in an unfriendly tone: "Why don't you spend the money you have? Go to sleep. What are you going to do if you don't sleep?"

Rice frowned: "Oh."

Then there was silence, and Mi Mi thought about what Hua Zhi said just now: Do you have money to spend? It seems that it can also be called Huami.

Following this train of thought, Rice quickly fell asleep. In the dream, he was a rich man, sitting among a pile of gold and silver, with tasteless roasted chicken, duck and goose constantly placed in front of him, within reach.

In reality, he smacked his lips, saliva almost dripped from the corners of his mouth, and muttered in his dreams: Money, so much money; meat, so much meat, it's all mine, mine...

Hua Zhi slept well and had no special dreams.