With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Qiu Ling came out of the bank.

The transaction amount was found to be 60.

This money comes easily, so it needs to be spent.

How to use it~

Hey, there is durian in the supermarket today!

There are 1, 2...8 people at home, so make 10 and eat three for yourself!

Shangtang Street.

"Fold a thousand paper cranes and tie a red belt~~" Qiu Ling hummed, "I'm back!"

She parked the car on the side of the road and shouted into the yard, "Someone help me move my things."

Since one box couldn’t hold all the items, the supermarket staff used two cartons.

At this moment, Aunt Hong, the old mother of the neighbor who loved to pick up cardboard to sell, came over after hearing the news.

"Xiao Qiu, your cardboard... Hey, what's that smell... Yue, don't... Yue, give it to me~" The old lady's eyes rolled back in disgust, and she kept glancing at the two large cardboard boxes out of the corner of her eye.

He looked like he was going to vomit out the rest of his life.

Qiu Ling was scared.

"Auntie, please go back and wait. I'll bring it to you later."

"Say, Yue...Okay."

"Eh!"

After getting Qiu Ling's answer, the old lady didn't want to stay even a second longer. She ran back to her house at full speed and slammed the door shut, fearing that if she was a step slower, the foul smell from across the street would drift into her house.

The old men and Uncle Wang came out of the yard, with Uncle Wang holding a "Xiang" chess piece in his hand.

"Oh my, what did you buy?" Uncle Wang looked disdainful, and the closer he got, the tighter his brows furrowed.

Uncle Rong sniffed it carefully and said, "Oh, durian?"

"Come and move!" Qiu Ling waved at them.

At this time, Uncle Wang suddenly waved behind him, "Xiao He, come here and help Sister Lingling move the things into the yard."

As the words fell, a sunny and cheerful boy opened the door and walked out.

His smile had the energy of youth, and a hint of clear...silliness.

and many more.

What the hell is Sister Lingling?

"Who is this?" Qiu Ling has been in Shangtang Street for almost a year, but has never seen this kind of person.

Uncle Wang raised his mouth in triumph, "Hey, this is my son, Wang He, well, he's studying at Peking University and only comes back during the winter and summer vacations.

You were not at home during the Spring Festival this year, so this should be the first time you two met."

It is said that when Wang He was admitted to Peking University, Uncle Wang set up a buffet for three days at the community activity center.

No matter who it is, these days, if one’s son can be admitted to Peking University, he will be proud wherever he goes!

That's smoke coming out of the ancestral grave! That's a lot of luck.

In short, Qiu Ling finally met the legendary top student in Shangtang Street.

"Ling... Ling, let me help you move it."

He walked quickly forward, and the moment he lifted the box, the tendons on his arms bulged, and the tendons beneath the skin were clearly visible.

Qiu Ling was happy to be free and decisively let go.

"Thank you, which one......"

"You're welcome. You and I are the same age. Just call me by my name."

Wang He's grinning face looked neither like Aunt Guihua nor Uncle Wang.

He is honest and confident, giving people the feeling that he appears honest on the outside but is shrewd on the inside.

After moving the things into the main room, Qiu Ling opened the cardboard box and sent it to Aunt Hong's house across the street.

"Oh my, it stinks. Who pooped here?" Uncle Wang pinched his nose, and his already wrinkled face looked even more like the wrinkles on a meat bun.

Uncle Rong swallowed hard, "What do you know? This durian smells bad but tastes good, just like stinky tofu."

"Really?" Uncle Wang loves to eat stinky tofu.

"Of course." Uncle Rong patted Wang He on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, go to the kitchen and get a knife. I'll open it."

"The knife is coming." Qiu Ling walked in with a fruit knife.

Uncle Rong took the knife impatiently and stabbed one. After a cut was made, he told Wang He, "Pry it open with your hands."

"Oh, okay." Wang He obediently started to work, but was pricked by the sharp thorns and felt painful.

Qiu Ling patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to move aside with her eyes.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you must have seen a pig run.

I remember there was a period of time when opening durian was very popular on a certain audio platform. She also bought a small durian to satisfy her craving, and even opened a durian with the meaning of gratitude.

Qiu Ling took direct action, used five fingers to pry open the gap at the same time, and exerted force with his arms and wrists at the same time.

click!

A durian covered with thorns was split into two.

The golden and soft flesh, emitting an intoxicating fragrance, lies in the hard shell like a gold ingot.

then.

Uncle Rong poked the durians while Qiu Ling opened them. They became more and more excited and addicted. After they opened all ten durians, they filled 12 plates.

The fragrance filled the entire room.

"Oh my god, Xiao Qiu, is your Maosi fried?" Grandma Wang walked in, covering her nose with a mask of pain. She shivered at the stench. "Go and get a sewer cleanser... ugh." What was stuffed in her mouth?

Oh, it’s sweet.

Chew, chew.

Um! ! !

Granny Wang's eyes were like a cat drinking iced tea, changing from disdain to shock to joy.

"This, this smells very good." Grandma Wang took a bite of the sweet and soft durian flesh and fell in love with it in one second.

"Is it so delicious?" Uncle Wang was eager to try it.

Pick up a piece of moist and dense flesh and put it in your mouth.

"Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me, it smells really good." He walked to the yard and shouted to the neighbors: "Guihua, Xiaochen, come and eat... What is this called?" He turned around and asked Qiu Ling.

"durian."

"Oh, Guihua, Xiaochen, come over here and eat durian!"

You have one plate, I have one plate.

After distributing them, there were only two plates left. There should have been three, which was beyond Wang He's expectations.

The main room was filled with the sound of smacking lips.

Smelling the fresh fragrance with a stinky smell coming from the room, Luo Xiaoyu raised her hand and then dropped it hesitantly.

She opened her phone again, looked at the text message, and then compared it with the house number at the front door.

"It's here...right?" Why is the smell so strong?

Duoduo couldn't stand the smell in the main room, so he ran to the dam, squatted there, and buried his dog face in the ground.

Suddenly, it heard the sound of footsteps coming and going at the gate and a familiar smell. It turned over and got up vigilantly, and its watchdog attributes were suddenly activated.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

It yelled at the gate.

Now Luo Xiaoyu had no choice but to knock on the door.

"Duoduo, come back!" Qiu Ling swallowed the fruit pulp and walked towards the gate while shouting.

Duoduo went back to the second bedroom. Qiu Ling was holding something and couldn't open the door, so she said, "The door is not closed. Push it open and come in."

crunch--

Luo Xiaoyu pushed the door open and walked in, meeting several pairs of eyes at the same time.

These people were holding plates with yellow food on them? There were food residues at the corners of their mouths, and especially, they were emitting a smell that made people think of something else.

Luo Xiaoyu: Are these people gathering together to eat shit?

She held her breath and couldn't take a step forward.

Qiu Ling picked up a piece of durian flesh with her other clean hand and handed it to Luo Xiaoyu, "Do you want to eat it? This is fruit durian, sweet."

Luo Xiaoyu's horrified look was all seen by Qiu Ling. Now nothing could be more convincing than letting Luo Xiaoyu taste it himself.

What to convince? Of course, to convince Luo Xiaoyu that they were not eating shit!

"Thank you...thank you." Luo Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and took it.

I tried to put it in my mouth, but it tasted too strong!

She couldn't spit it out either, so she held her breath and swallowed it.

After swallowing it, she smacked her lips. Hmm, sweet?

Apparently, not bad.

"Eat first, and talk after you're done." Qiu Ling stuffed another piece of durian meat into Luo Xiaoyu's mouth.

Luo Xiaoyu: Okay.