Planar Trash

In the evening, Grandpa Qiao came back from the pharmacy and saw a big pit suddenly appearing in the neat yard, surrounded by piles of soil. He thought he had gone to the wrong house. He took two steps back and saw that the house number was sure to be his own. Only then turned around.

The pit was still throwing soil out from time to time, and when I looked closely, there were two other people in the pit, his precious grandson and Li Zhan were digging soil out of the pit, digging in full swing.

Grandpa Qiao raised his head and asked, "What are you two doing?"

Cheng Jingchi said without raising her head, "Dig the pond."

"..." Grandpa Qiao, "Well, what kind of pond are you digging in the yard? Do you want to raise fish or grow lotus root? If you dig a pond, where will my medicinal materials be dried?"

"Don't raise fish, but raise turtles." Cheng Jingchi straightened her waist, raised her elbow to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and said, "How can you raise fish in such a space as big as a palm?"

You also know that the pond is too small for fish!

"You can't even raise shrimp, but you still raise bastards." Grandpa Qiao looked sullen, and turned around to see that the herbs hanging in the yard had been put away properly, and his expression was a little more at ease.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I've collected all your precious herbs, and I haven't spoiled any of them." The ones he left for Grandpa Qiao were all produced by Qiankun Pearl, and he himself was reluctant to part with them.

"You just toss it." Grandpa Qiao didn't bother to talk to him when he saw that the medicinal materials were fine. Seeing that the room was deserted, he knew that the two children were busy digging the soil and must not have eaten. He rolled up his sleeves and went to cook for his grandson. The meal is gone.

It's just a small dilapidated yard, but he's willing to do it. If his grandson likes it, he can mess around with it.

While washing his hands, he accidentally raised his head and saw the figure in the mirror with black hair and fewer wrinkles on his face. He looked like he was ten years younger. The old man couldn't help but sighed and turned towards Glancing outside the yard, his eyes were a bit complicated.

He has been an old doctor of Chinese medicine all his life, how could he not be aware of any changes in his body?Even if Jingchi didn't say anything, Grandpa Qiao knew that it probably had something to do with the things Cheng Jingchi sent him from time to time.

It is a good thing for the grandson to be capable and filial to him, but it is not good if the good things in the hands of the grandson are too good and too many to attract the covetousness of some malicious people.

He also knew that Cheng Jingchi had made a lot of things in his name, out of the desire to protect Cheng Jingchi, he didn't refute the rumors, but acquiesced in everything.

Thinking of this, there was a deep worry in the old man's eyes.

I'm afraid that his grandson has too many good things in his hand, and he can't stop it.

In the yard, Cheng Jingchi reckoned that the pool should be big enough, stopped digging, lifted the hem of his T-shirt and wiped the sweat off his face, and said to Li Zhan, "Okay, it should be enough."

"En." Li Zhan jumped out of the pit first, turned around and stretched out his hand to him.

Cheng Jingchi jumped out of the pit with her fierce hands, patted the dirt on her body, and said happily: "The pond is dug, I'll ask someone tomorrow to see if there are any suitable Feng Shui turtles to buy or raise. .”

With Feng Shui turtles, grandpa and uncle can prolong their lives.

Now he doesn't think this is a feudal superstition at all. He is an expert who can cultivate and sense aura, so there should be nothing wrong with Feng Shui.

"Let's raise two soft-shelled turtles. When they grow up, they can make a bowl of soup." Grandpa Qiao came out of the house to express his opinion.

Cheng Jingchi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, waved her hand, and responded perfunctorily, "Okay, I see."

Well, my grandfather likes to eat soft-shelled turtles. Tomorrow morning, I will drive to the aquatic product market to see if there are any. I will buy two and come back. One is stewed and the other is braised.

In an instant, [-] ways to eat soft-shelled turtles appeared in Cheng Jingchi's mind, and her saliva was about to flow down.

I don’t know about the water pool in the Qiankun Pearl, oh no, it has developed into a small lake now, can I raise some living things, it would be good to fish for myself during the Chinese New Year.

A slender hand reached out to his area, and two neatly folded facial tissues were spread out on it.

"what?"

Li Zhan: "Wipe your drool."

Cheng Jingchi wiped her mouth subconsciously, then reacted, jumped on Li Zhan, pinched his neck and said fiercely: "You are laughing at me!"

"No, I'm serious." Li Zhan held his waist, lifted it up, let him sit on his waist, and said with a smile, "Dare you say you didn't think about it just now?" Slobber?"

"..." Cheng Jingchi paused, and retorted, "Even if it is, you can't speak so plainly."

How embarrassing he is.

Li Zhan knew him so well, he guessed his mind at a glance, raised his head and kissed him, and said, "I'll go to the aquatic product market tomorrow morning to see if there are any soft-shelled turtles, and I'll buy two for you to stew."

"Really?" Cheng Jingchi was happy, and bowed her head to kiss him.After a while, the two kissed a little out of breath, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose a bit.

Finally, the two separated, Li Zhan pressed against the tip of his nose, rubbed and asked, "How about we go back tonight?"

It took only two and a half hours to drive back to the city from Datang Town without traffic jams. They set off early and returned home not too late.Although Grandpa Qiao's place is good, but there is an old man sleeping at home, it's always inconvenient to do dual cultivation, for fear that the old man will notice something.

Cheng Jingchi was a little moved. She hugged Li Zhan's neck and thought about it carefully, but she shook her head: "No, my uncle doesn't go home recently. Grandpa is lonely at home alone. Please spend more time with him."

Although every time he came to town, grandpa would always pick his nose and eyes, but he knew that the old man was happy in his heart, but his mouth was hard, a typical sharp mouth and tofu heart.

"Then what about double cultivation at night?" Li Zhan looked at him with raised eyebrows, his tone serious.

Ever since they knew that double cultivation is also good for improving their cultivation, the two people's enthusiasm for double cultivation has skyrocketed.The two of them have good physical fitness, and they are at the time when their enthusiasm for each other is the highest. When the love is strong, their actions will inevitably be a little excited. This is quite exciting for an old man who has been single for decades.

Cheng Jingchi hesitated for a moment, then discussed, "Why don't we move more slowly?"

Li Zhan stared at him and said nothing, Cheng Jingchi was a little puzzled by him, touched his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Okay, move more slowly." Li Zhan smiled, kissed him, loosened his hands, and let him slide down and stand on the floor.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Grandpa Qiao, wearing an apron, was holding a big soup bowl in his hand, and looked at them with a frown: "Do you still want to eat? It's so hot and you still close the door. Are you steaming?" The sauna is not too hot."

Cheng Jingchi and Li Zhan looked at each other, coughed pretendingly, and quickly said: "Eat, I'm going to starve to death." Then he pushed Li Zhan, "Hurry up, let's eat."

Grandpa Qiao's craftsmanship is average, but he is willing to use things, whatever is expensive, and the ingredients themselves taste good, and the things they make smell very good.

"This fish is delicious, eat more." Cheng Jingchi picked up the most tender fish belly with chopsticks and put it in Li Zhan's bowl.

Grandpa Qiao saw it, and snorted dissatisfiedly. Although he didn't say anything, his little eyes kept looking at the bowl of steamed fish.

Cheng Jingchi was amused when she saw it, and quickly put the other half of the fish belly into Grandpa Joe's bowl, flattering her: "Grandpa will eat it too."

Only then did the old man begin to eat contentedly, Cheng Jingchi was secretly amused, the older the grandfather was, the more tempered he became like a child, and he would compete for favor every meal.

The three elders were not talkative people, and they ate in silence. Suddenly, the sound of a car engine came from outside the yard, and then a strange voice came:

"Hey, what are you eating here? It's delicious."

This area is as big as his grandfather's yard, and the road outside is also spacious. Sometimes the neighbors in the front, back, left, and left have guests at home, or their children from the city come back, and they will borrow the open space outside Grandpa Joe's house to park their cars.

This kind of trivial matter between neighbors is not a problem at all, and Grandpa Qiao never said anything.At the beginning of the year, because the family is much more affluent now, Uncle Qiao even specially repaired the area outside the yard to make it easier for people nearby to park, so as not to park on the road outside and affect the traffic.

When the car was parked outside, Cheng Jingchi heard it. She thought it was the neighbor and parked the car outside his grandfather's house. Later, she heard the sound of the engine and felt something was wrong. She put down her job and ran outside to see Uncle Qiao, whom she hadn't seen for a long time. He and Ji Xingwu were standing outside the courtyard with beaming expressions on their faces. Behind them were a little old man with gray hair and beard and a tall young man with a sallow complexion.

It was the little old man who spoke.

Although the little old man looked older than Grandpa Joe, with gray hair and beard, he was still in good spirits, with a straight back and bright eyes, and he knew that he was not a simple person when he was young.

The young man with a sick face next to him is five points similar to Ji Xingwu in appearance, but he looks more handsome than Ji Xingwu, with softer lines, and his face is not as fierce as Ji Xingwu.

Now both of them looked at him happily with their white teeth in canthus.

"Uncle, Brother Wu, are you back? It's so hot, why didn't you call in advance, Li Zhan and I are going to pick you up." Cheng Jingchi said happily.

He hasn't seen brother Wu and uncle for a long time.

Qiao Baishu's face was tired, and his face was a bit tired. Even if he was still young, even if his body was strengthened by a large amount of psychic fluid during this period, the consumption of such a long and heavy load was a bit unbearable.

Both he and Ji Xingwu were carrying big bags and small bags in their hands. Behind the two of them was a tall and sturdy middle-aged man who was bending over to take things from the trunk. There was already a big pile on the ground, okay?

Before Qiao Baishu opened his mouth, he saw the little old man greeted him enthusiastically, holding Cheng Jingchi's hands and not letting go: "Hello, hello, you are Chichi, I heard Ah Wu talk about you, it's really amazing Young man, this time is really thanks to you."

Thanks to him, the little grandson's life was saved.