After Becoming a Little |

PS: Continue tomorrow.

PS2: Condolences to everyone... the dead are gone, may the living be stronger, and we will eventually move towards a more brilliant future. I firmly believe in this.

Section 776 0761- This is polite (not counting more

The magic acid of the lotus, and the container containing the magic acid, are the unsolved mysteries of Blue Star.

A kind of liquid with damage comparable to God's Enjin, which can directly break through Alia's body protection without any fancy, this thing can kill a regiment of war gods in another world-their legion leader can Fighting with the false gods from the turbulent flow of space to the center of the earth, bathing in magma, polishing in the atmosphere, stacking the thickest armor and making the opponent suffer the most vicious beating.

You said that just throwing a tube of reagents up like this can wipe him off like an eraser erases a pencil?

Are you kidding about God's Grace Continent...

However, in Blue Star, in Tianyang City of the Republic, in this old house in the countryside, everyone stared blankly at the small square table that had been wiped out in half, with a blank expression visible to the naked eye.

what happened?

Lianhua's left hand is holding her right wrist, and her right hand is pinching a transparent test tube as long as her thumb. The material of the test tube is not glass, but rather milky white plastic, and some viscous oily liquid Just like that, it poured down from the opening of the test tube and onto a small square table next to it.

The material of the small square table is a three-finger-thick wooden board, but the oily liquid only brought a water stain horizontally on the surface, and quickly penetrated into it, melting the original water stain area into a deep gully. A pungent light yellow smoke visible to the naked eye evaporated, and the place where the water stain was located was wiped off in an instant as if 502 glue was used to dissolve the white foam.

Then the small square table couldn't bear the weight of its two sides, and with a crisp sound of 'crack—', the middle of the bar was folded inward and broke, and the fruit plate and candy box placed on it fell all over the floor.

Lianhua took a deep breath, closed the test tube with difficulty, put it into another test tube of the same material that was slightly larger, and made sure it was closed, then glanced at the dull khaki-colored test tube with cold eyes. Go wild and take this special magic acid that goes against Blue Star's current level of technological development into its pocket.

The khaki color is wild and tiring - facing an Ezra is already fatal, and there is a darker and more crippled one.

What evil did I do?

Reluctantly, he pinched the center of his eyebrows, but he still couldn't say a word when he opened his mouth.

say what?Said Sun Yifeng - strike out - Alia is my wife only occasionally, but always my eldest lady?

Lianhua might be able to take out half a ton of magic acid on the spot and wipe out the entire old house directly, and the physical nature evaporated.

Brother Qiangqiang reacted the fastest, and immediately stopped the scene sideways, and said with a forced smile: "I'm sorry, sorry, I accidentally brought out some dangerous chemicals. My family is doing related business, so it is reasonable to have omissions occasionally. !"

A little puzzled, Mama Xiao subconsciously asked, "What does your family have to do with this girl? Could it be that you—"

"Ah, that's right, I'm her fiancé." Brother Qiangqiang hurriedly nodded: "This is settled by our two families together, in theory, and I—"

"Crackling—"

The second crisp sound came from Aliya's direction.

When everyone looked back, Alia's hand was holding the armrest of a bamboo chair. The place where the slender hand was holding was originally a dark yellow old bamboo armrest with traces of time.

The armrests of the bamboo chair were as thick as a fist, with the unique tenacity and thickness of a big bamboo, but now they were cracked and cracked, and the broken bamboo stubbles had sharp pale bamboo strands, like It was like a brush, twisting and pulling, kicking up a thin layer of ash.

Brother Qiangqiang rolled his throat, then turned his head suddenly, and said to Xiao's mother seriously: "And I have someone I like, so in fact, Classmate Song and I are just good friends—good girlfriends!"

Xiao's mother thinks that brother Qiangqiang's Mandarin literacy still needs to be improved, and his usage of "and" is obviously wrong.

But she didn't care about exchanging these things at the moment, but stared at Alia curiously - everyone looked over, and even the small square table that was destroyed by the lotus magic acid before was destroyed. ignored.

Then they saw Alia clutching her little hands, with a particularly soft "beeping" look of being startled, and plunging into khaki's wild arms: "Brother Rui! What happened? I'm so scared~"

The khaki-colored wild man felt a faint pain in the ribs that might be on the verge of fracture, and understood that this so-called throwing arms and hugs looked like milk swallows throwing forests, but in fact it was an iron-headed skill at the level of electric light and poisonous dragon diamonds. His face turned pale and even had a fishy smell. The sweet taste came to the phantom pain in his mouth.

It took a lot of effort to calm down his blood, he felt that the other party didn't come to help him make uncle and aunt monsters, she was clearly here to play himself.

She wanted to kill herself by attacking from inside and outside, and she wanted to kill herself...

Rubbing his chest, the khaki wildly squeezed out a stiff smile: "It may be due to heat expansion and contraction, and the cold weather has cooled down quickly recently... Didn't I accidentally spill half a pot of hot water before? I guess it was at that time It's on the handrail, bamboo, it's reasonable to crack occasionally."

He almost didn't say that it was very humid in the southern sky recently, anyway, he was talking nonsense with a reasonable appearance, full of convincing scientific sense.

Everyone believed it, and because of this episode, they selectively ignored the previous things, sat down again and began to meet the parents in a friendly manner.

Uncle Guai wanted to revisit the past and calculate the bad debts that were poured with hot water just now, but facing such a girl who had a family and background and most importantly looked rich now, he felt Diss nephew in front of others, most likely will be hated.

Although the ancients said "Don't guess what a girl thinks", which is rich in philosophy, but whether you guess or not, a girl's mind is sometimes easy to understand. When complimenting her lover, it is a panacea that cannot be broken.

The uncle is strangely capable and weak, but it doesn't mean he has no knowledge. He is thinking about what he can get from this girl, so as not to pass by Jinshan and return empty-handed.

The best way is of course to lure the girl over, let her son replace her nephew, and become a reverse rich son-in-law.

As for talking about stepping in and giving birth to a son-in-law, it's not that he can't accept it-how exciting the good life of his sixth brother is, it's just that the lessons are not far away.

Although in the eyes of the khaki wild father and son, it is a shame that someone with hands and feet chooses to step in the door simply for the sake of the woman's family's money, but the uncle is a very pragmatic person-the relationship without bread is like a relationship on the beach. The castle collapsed at the first wave, and could not withstand any test.

In comparison, feelings can be cultivated later in life. If one has the capital to perform idol dramas every day, who would not want to live a romantic life like a prince or princess?

However, the possibility of causing the girl to suddenly fall in love with her is very low. The main reason is that although my nephew is a little less capable, he still looks decent, and he can't pick out any major flaws in his life, and there is no point of attack.

Then there is only a way to get benefits from him. If the other party becomes a soft-boiled guy, he will also have a part of the capital in his hands-so that no matter what, he can't offend the other party, so as not to indirectly offend the Ai surname girl.

There is no blood relationship between the other party and myself, and if the woman is strong, the man's right to speak will be reduced. If the girl is determined to let her nephew cut off the kinship and human relations here, then she will be blind for nothing.

In the midst of his thoughts, Uncle Guai decided to prepare both hands for poaching and gaining favor, and both hands must be grasped and both hands must be hard.

His son is so good, and it's not like he's incapable of fighting - just wait and see!

The uncle straightened up a little at the thought of this, cleared his throat, and was just about to speak: "Actually, Ruizai and his second brother—"

"I remembered!!"

A voice of exclamation interrupted the uncle's lines.

He stared at the past, and found that it was his brother's friend, and immediately frowned in displeasure.

But Dad Xiao couldn't care less about him, he just subconsciously pointed at the head of the crying cat and said, "You, you are the youngest daughter of the Greek ship king!"

Crying Maomaotou was quietly putting half a piece of Wangwang Xianbei to his mouth. Hearing this, he stood there in a daze, facing the gazes from all directions, silently staring at each other with Papa Xiao, relatively speechless.

Spicy Chicken Silk turned his head and looked back, looked at the snacks in Weeping Mao Maotou's hand, then looked at her sleeves, and immediately snorted coldly.

So Crying Maomao licked the senbei powder on his lips, took out a napkin to wrap the half piece of Wangwang senbei, and stuffed it into his sleeve hard.

I successfully put it in—but when I put my hand down, it naturally fell from the cuff to the ground.

no success...

Her sleeves are not the wide sleeves of Taoist robes with hidden pockets like Li Guang's Little Stewed Chicken Noodles, so how could she learn it well.

She can only change money out, not stuff things up her sleeves.

Spicy Chicken Shreds had bright eyes at first, but now he sighed in disappointment and said nothing more.

Everyone's attention is not here, just staring at the head of the crying cat, thinking that this is no longer magic realism, it is simply devil reality.

What the hell Greek ship king?

Do you want to have a ship king of the Republic, then a super consortium of Millikin, and finally a recovery of the urban soldier king's aura and a group of super big bosses?

Of course, all the people present are middle-aged and elderly people, and their thinking is not so active, but it is obvious that everyone does not believe it.

As a result, the crying cat nodded and said, "Well, it's me, then what?"

And then...then what?

Papa Xiao thought for a while, put down his raised hand, and scratched his head embarrassingly: "Then...it's nothing—is it really you?"

"Where have you seen me?"

"When we were traveling in Greece, we happened to meet your father holding a banquet for you. Do you still have any impression of the temple? Your father is a very generous person and invited many tourists to participate. We It's one of them."

"Oh." Weeping Maomao had an indistinct daze on his face, then said nothing, and continued to stand behind Spicy Chicken as the background board.

The uncle's head was getting bigger, he looked left and right, wondering if he was dreaming.

But shouldn't you be the main character in dreams?Why do you feel like your nephew is the main character?

Aaliyah is talking to the khaki wild mother, who has a simple question - Aaliyah's family situation.

"So your parents are divorced?"

"Well, it's divorced. My father is actually a very good person, but my mother is not. She is away from home and busy with work all year round." Ai Xiaobaihua was very wronged: "Obviously my father has worked hard to make money in business, but Mom just can't seem to settle down."

"This...maybe she has some dream of her own." The khaki-colored wild mother was a little embarrassed. After all, this kind of strong woman of the same sex who sounds like wind belongs to an area she is not familiar with. As a young housewife, she couldn't judge even if she wanted to.

But this kind of life experience makes Ai Xiaobaihua very pitiful, especially now that the other party is blind, and the khaki-colored wild mother's sympathy is strong, and she sighed: "My good boy, this is really wronging you..."

"I'm not wronged." Aliya wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "As long as my parents are happy, I will be very happy."

Yes, you can happily mouth-hey them, make them unhappy, and make you happier...  

Aliya now looks like there is a little devil behind her who is sneering and waving a trident. In the wild eyes of Khaki, she seems to be filled with indescribable evil, full of the meaning of being difficult to deal with.

According to Alia's self-description, she is set up as the kind of girl who is self-reliant, self-improving, self-improvement, good academic performance, kind-hearted and full of sunshine even though her family is divorced and her parents are not with her all the year round- —The reason why the temperament of a rich family is shown is because the father feels that the single-parent family is ashamed of the children, so he keeps using material things to make up for the lack of fatherly love.

"I'm actually not interested in money. Really, the happiest time for me was when my parents were still there when I was a child, and my mother gave me five yuan a day as pocket money..."

Aliya spoke very seriously, and the khaki-colored wild mother was very moved. She finally thought of something, and she and her husband looked at each other, and they both nodded vaguely.

Everyone's conversation was developing in harmony, and the uncle would interrupt occasionally to express his own opinions, but they were all put aside.

But when he wanted to settle for the next best thing and try to develop the Weeping Maomaotou, the latter had a puzzled look on his face, and he opened his mouth with an authentic London accent, as if he couldn't understand what uncle blamed at all.

Obviously, there were people who spoke Mandarin before... The uncle with a stiff expression thought so, and even felt a little wronged.

But what is the use of being wronged?

The benefits and future belong to my nephew, and I seem to have nothing now...

He thought dully, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and found that in this world full of malice, even the tea was already cold.

My heart is hurting...

We talked for a while, and before we knew it, it was time for dinner.

The chefs in Tanghuangyuan are very professional. Although they also want to complain about the earthen stove and the not enough kitchen area of ​​the old country house, after all, the customers gave too much money. Not only did they not feel tired, they even thought about it. Ask for a few extra points for this kind of delivery order.

The tip of spicy chicken shreds finally played its due role this time, fully mobilizing the subjective initiative of employees.

"Don't worry about the tableware. We will send someone to clean it up in the afternoon. Please use it slowly." The team leader politely showed that the five-star hotel also has a heart for Haidilao, and offered a bottle of old wine: "This It is a gift from us to our guests, please accept it."

The uncle looked at the bottle of Moutai, a standard wealth management product worth [-] yuan, scratched his face, and felt that even if such a day was not his dream of being the protagonist, it was not unacceptable, so he took it very familiarly, full of excitement. The temperament of the protagonist: "It's easy to say, you have worked so hard, what wine do you give... Come, come, whoever wants to drink, I will fill it up for you."

"No, I don't drink."

"Oh, it's rare for everyone to be so happy. How can you not drink as a guest? Just a small cup to enhance the relationship!"