Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

When the light curtain separated its spiritual body and went to Motuo to steal people, Xiaoguan was sewing his boxer briefs.

Zhang Lushan, Zhang Huoshan, Zhang Fengshan and they are all providing guidance.

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"Yes, it's right here. Make it bigger so you can wear it when you're a year older."

Petty Officer: . . . .

He listened carefully to his brothers' instructions. Yaoyao said that he should make his own underwear.

The embroidery needle is particularly conspicuous on fat hands.

The Zhang family is still very skillful.

Their clothes all have hoods, and they're really big.

As for the Zhang family, they fought again in advance, and this time they were really split.

Wang Family: . . . .

I’m dying, I’m dying, something went wrong again. Are the computing department just eating for free?

How come everything is wrong?

Operations Department: Beep beep beep!!!

Zhang Lanshan and Zhang Qingshan also sewed their own underwear, although the light curtains were prepared for them.

But if you wear this kind of thing yourself, you need to adjust it yourself.

To be honest, it was a bit funny when the Zhang boys were sewing their underwear.

Zhang Lanshan and Zhang Qingshan just laughed non-stop.

They are not like this in Zhang's family.

There were small wooden horses of all sizes and heights in the yard, and they also taught the officials how to make small wooden horses.

When I meet someone I like in the future, I will make a big mechanical Trojan horse for my children if I have children, or for my lover if I don’t have children.

A small wooden horse that moves by itself.

The little official’s wooden horse was the smallest because he was the smallest and shortest.

So when the wooden horse starts, he is always the last one, and his face becomes round with anger.

I can't live this day.

Humph.

"Little official, you should talk more. You keep humming all day long. No wonder you haven't grown taller."

"..."

He was even more unhappy.

Zhang Lushan put his arm around Zhang Huoshan's shoulder, a smile forming on his lips. The silly little official was still quite amusing.

"Right, Yaoyao."

Guangmu nodded. How could he say no?

In order to coax these children, he used his spiritual tentacles to make swings for them, swinging them across the mountains.

A group of people were cheering.

However, in order to keep up with the times, Guangmu also prepared various types of truth weapons for them, so that they would not fall behind due to not having used them.

In this way, in the mountains, red lanterns were hung and window decorations were pasted during the New Year festival, and the young officials and their colleagues made dumplings and cooked dishes seriously.

The light curtain of Medog is cheating on the old lama.

Well, to take Bai Ma away at his farewell ceremony, at least he should only be able to call out "old lama".

Old Lama: “…”

He was scared to death, it was like hell.

Bai Ma, you didn't say there was a ghost coming to pick you up. The connections under you are too strong.

I told you earlier.

Bai Ma: . . . .

The sleeping Bai Ma knew nothing, but her soul was very weak. The fire of her soul was burning just because she was waiting for a child who might or might not come.

Zhang Qilin was already sticking to the light curtain, his hand was touching Bai Ma's face, and his eyes were red.

Hei Xia Zi stood beside him and sighed silently, Eji, I miss you too.

At this time, Zhang Qilin was eager to ask the light curtain here to send Bai Ma to him.

Don’t you see how sensible that light screen over there is?

Can't you be more sensible?

Light Curtain: . . . .

Even if it is a light curtain, that person is the senior, he is a novice and doesn't know how to do it yet. Don't stare at me, it's good enough that I'm showing it to you, you're being taken advantage of.

Even though he didn't feel anything physical, he felt like his spiritual body was pierced.

Hei Xia Zi patted the mute and said, "Don't make things difficult for the light curtain. If you knew how to do this, you would have done it long ago."

If you stare any longer your eyeballs will pop out.

Yaoyao doesn't know yet that the light curtain can also be used as a Russian nesting doll.

He is still trying hard to save Bai Ma.

If Bai Ma didn't have the pure blood of the King of Hell, he would have died long ago. It's really not easy to stay alive.

Yaoyao sucked up the meteorite from Medog, and then went to absorb the meteorite from the Bronze Gate, which led to an early ending.

So the Tibetan sea flowers that withered overnight really had nothing to do with him.

He purified the energy, injected it into Bai Ma's body bit by bit, and then rushed back frantically.

It will take time for Bai Ma to absorb the information, and he also needs to buy some New Year’s goods.

Hei Xia Zi looked at Bai Ma who was surrounded by cicada cocoons, and then at the mute who became the Wang Ma Stone. He felt that he could not do it, so he sat down, hugging the mute's legs.

Zhang Qilin moved his legs and said, forget it, he is blind.

He looked at Bai Ma, whose complexion was getting better and better, and the joy in his eyes could be seen overflowing.

This is pink Baima.

Mom, I miss you.

Hei Xia Zi looked at the dumb man who was overwhelmed with sadness and sang a Mongolian lullaby to him.

Mute, cry, and continue pretending in the future.

This time the blind man pretended not to see anything.

This time, Guangmu also brought specialties from Medog, including stone pots, live chickens, and 40 sets of Tibetan robes, both large and small.

When I got home, I saw that the little ones had grown taller and were still cooking obediently.

The other Xiao Zhangs all felt it the moment the light curtain returned.

"Yao Yao."

Looking at the joyful and welcoming eyes, let it be a monster.

"Well, I'm back. I brought you gifts, which are in your rooms."

As for the biggest gift, let's wait until they finish their meal.

The light curtain also extended its spiritual tentacles to join the cooking army.

Watch the chicken pluck its feathers automatically, the stone pot clean itself, and the ingredients jump into it automatically.

I felt very happy, happier than ever before.

Yaoyao is an automatic cooking machine.

Zhang Lushan sometimes makes trouble.

Steamed egg with minced meat, braised chicken nuggets, dry pot chicken, steam pot chicken, seafood soup, braised pork, roast duck, braised fish, dry pot pig's trotters, stir-fried vegetables, fruit platter, rice wine, yellow wine, brown sugar and egg drop soup, a big bowl of mixed noodles, and you can choose the toppings yourself.

Everyone chose a large bowl, and they lined up obediently to choose their own...

While they were toasting, firecrackers blasted outside the house and fireworks rose into the sky, dazzling red.

In the end, everyone finished eating and was drunk with red faces.

Everyone played together.

“I hope we can spend every year together.”

"Me too, I'm very happy, very happy, just like, just like..."

Just like when their parents were still alive, Zhang Lanshan and Zhang Qingshan raised their glasses and drank them in one gulp.

"cheers."

"I'm super happy now, right Volcano?"

"Yeah, Green Mountain."

“May we have this day every year.”

Even the little official grabbed the light curtain, "Yaoyao, I like you very much."

The child's soft voice melted Guangmu's heart, "I like you too, baby."

There are not enough spiritual bodies on the light curtain, it’s so busy.

Little drunkards of the Zhang family, don't run away, don't run away, and don't climb up the beams. Those on the roof, come down. And you, don't eat, that is raw.

The official was also drunk, and he was grinning like a fool.

When sending the drunkards back to their rooms, Guangmu placed the ruddy-faced Bai Ma next to him.

Sweet dreams, sir.

When Bai Ma woke up, she was confused for a moment. Wasn't she dead? She looked at the familiar layout of the room and the child in her arms.

This is her child.