Concentrate

Chijo stretched out the branches and sniffed hard, like a dog.The others were not much better.

"Yanyan, what are you eating?"

"The marinated Duxian and fried pork with sweet bamboo shoots are not ready yet."

"Ah," he looked intoxicated, the leaves and flowers stretched out, and this is probably what an addict looks like after taking drugs. "It's much better than the old man's craftsmanship."

Pirates also drooled, forming dew on the noble petals, wondering while sucking: "Why am I drooling like a human being?"

Qiancheng continued: "Me too, it would be great if I could become a human being."

After saying this sentence, the two flowers looked at each other, and they all said loudly: "I want to become a human, I want to become a human, I want to become a human..."

thump.

A naked man falls to the soil.The long hair is silky and shiny.He stood up on the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked into the small building barefoot.

Qian Cheng, Pirates, Murong Tian: "..."

There was silence in the courtyard.

Xun Yan filled out a bowl of soup, tasted two mouthfuls, and was about to serve it out, when he turned his head and saw a very shocking scene.

Whoa!nice!

Eh? !Naked!

"You, who are you?"

The handsome boy with the appearance of a boy bent his eyes and smiled: "Di Shu."

Xun Yan suddenly thanked himself for his sexual orientation.It would definitely be a waste of resources for such a good-looking person to be seen by a straight man.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"It's nothing." Di Shu slowly put on the clothes Xun Yan handed him, and Xun Yan helped him hold his long hair, "Just like you, read it a few times and I will become a human."

He pointed to his hair apologetically and told Xun Yan: "I can't change this."

"I'll see if there's anything I can tie."

But after searching for a long time, Xun Yan didn't find a rubber band in his house, and finally he took out a spare shoelace that he bought for shoes.

Di Shu touched the shoelaces on his head, turned his head and smiled at Xun Yan: "Thank you Yanyan."

The receiver on the tip of the ear told Xun Yan's brain that it was hot. "You're welcome, let's eat."

The voices of the three goblins in the yard were about to shake the sky.

"I want to become a human!!!" hoarse.

"I'm going to become a human!" Howled until the sound broke.

"I want to become a human too!" The voice was far away in the sky.

"Ouch!"

Two eight or nine-year-old boys fell face down on the ground, and when they realized it, they got up with hands and feet in surprise, without wiping their faces, and ran happily into the house. "Di Shu Yanyan!"

"I... I want to become a human too..."

One and a half bowls of salted Duxian are served in human form, so the unit has been replaced by human beings.As for the dish of sweet bamboo shoots, the most important thing is personal strength.The three who learned to use chopsticks just by looking at them were precise and ruthless.Xun Yan hadn't eaten much yet, so he picked up the dish and put half of it into his own bowl before he finished eating.The two goblins followed suit and fought over each other. Only Di Shu saw that they put down their chopsticks and moved faster.

A pot of rice for two people was scraped off, Xun Yan took out the inner pot, and found a small hole at the bottom edge...

Hey... speechless looking at the sky.

After eating Qiancheng Pirates slumped on the stool to teach the old man to burp, Di Shu despised him, and immediately sat up straight again.Chijo rubbed her stomach and said, "It's the first time I've eaten human food, it's so delicious."

Pirates: "Did you not drink the chicken soup that the old man made for his granddaughter?"

Qiancheng smacked his lips, then shrunk again: "It's not tasty."

The soup is full, the two peonies are chatting, the voice of the sweet bamboo outside the courtyard comes from the air, and they are still refreshing their wishes.Di Shu watched him wash the dishes and joined in after watching him.

The afternoon sun and wind are slightly drunk, passing through the concrete and steel walls and through the transparent glass windows.

"what!"

Xun Yan hurriedly put down the dishes and asked as he walked out.Before he could answer, he saw two peonies lying on the chair where the child had been lying, with his shirt still on as a skirt.

Xun Yan smiled unkindly: "Hahaha, is there any realgar at noon? Why is this still the prototype?"

The two peonies cried and begged Xun Yan to put them in the soil.

Xun Yan was quite surprised, and asked: "Isn't it usually very fun to dance?"

"I'm so tired..." Qiancheng said, "Too tired to talk, please save us quickly, Yanyan."

Pirates nodded at the side, and he sucked the flowers that bloomed yesterday into his stomach, and then he had the energy to speak: "Make a reservation for dinner, I will work hard to cultivate and come back again."

Xun Yan glanced at the kitchen, and Di Shu was also turning to look at him.He smiled and said, "I'll just go back after finishing these. I can hold on."

After hearing this, Xun Yan couldn't help counting down the two peony spirits: "Look at Dishu, and then look at you two, I won't say caring, caring, polite or polite, can you be serious about cultivating immortals?" ?”

"Evening begins at night."

"Practice seriously, practice seriously."

Tianzhu's voice is weak, but she is still persevering, which is very admirable.

The sun was getting lower and the sky was gray and blue. The daytime in March ended at six o'clock, and Xun Yan's house also ushered in a lively dinner time.

Qiancheng and Pirates squeezed each other into the door, shouting loudly: "Do you want porridge tonight?"

Di Shu nodded slightly to them as he placed the bowl and chopsticks.

"Wow, Di Shu looks like an adult."

"We'll grow up too."

"How big is it? How big is Tiantian?"

"That's a big fool!"

"Oh……"

"We grow so big."

"Wow, that's good, I like it."

A group of people sat down around a small table.

The first floor is very empty. There is a small garage containing a small electric car and an off-road vehicle. The small electric car is often placed under the eaves.A kitchen with a range hood, the smoke runs out from the side of the house to tease the sweet bamboo, turn on its button to start the background music at noon.Then there was just the empty living room and the stairs.They sat in this part of the living room towards the kitchen.

When eating, no one talked, only the sound of chopsticks hitting the dishes, because the hands were heavy, the sound was extraordinarily loud, and the sweet bamboo saliva in the yard was about to turn into rain.

As a result, before eating two bites, the peonies lay down on the chair unwillingly.

Pirates stretched out a branch: "Help me up quickly, I can still eat."

They were thrown into the barren garden one by one by Di Shu.

"Yanyan, let's eat."

Eating with good-looking people is comfortable, even if the other party looks like a minor, even if the other party is not even a person, these don't prevent him from eating with his face.

After picking up the clean dishes, Di Shu said guiltily, "I'm sorry Yanyan, I can't hold on anymore."

"Then go back and rest, and help me wash the dishes tomorrow."

After being forgiven, Jian Qiuluo nodded and went back to the yard to plant himself.

"I have to calculate the timing right next time, and I can't waste a minute or a second."

"I'm going to jump over and get to the table and become a human again."

Chijo scratched her chin: "I think we can put two flowerpots on the sofa."

"Anything is good. It's great to be human. It would be even better if I could not wear clothes."

Tianzhu complained that she was thirsty, and she swayed listlessly with the cold wind in early spring, looking a little pitiful.Jian Qiuluo filled it with a bucket of water tolerantly, and got a grateful little look.

"Try again in a while."

Tianzhu bent down, tears came out: "I want to eat meat."

Murong Tian didn't eat any meat at night.

Under the leadership of Di Shu, a group of spirits started their long journey of cultivating immortals as soon as six o'clock arrived, absorbing the moonlight.

Human Xun Yan looked at the starless and moonless sky in wonder.Asked: "Where is the moon?"

Qiancheng laughed wildly: "You remind me of a joke the old man told."

Pirates also swayed back and forth together, hahaha, the slender rhizome seemed to be experiencing a nine-level gale: "I thought of it too!"

The two flowers looked at each other tacitly: "Hahahaha Jin Sanpang landed on the moon!"

Di Shu couldn't hold back, and shook the leaves slightly: "Don't listen to them."

Pirates said: "Yes, yes, we are not sucking the moon."

Explained a lot, as if they themselves were not very clear, confused, only said that it was not.Xun Yan also believed it. After all, what can attract the bare moon, the magnetic field?tidal?However, plants can become refined, can scientific principles continue to solve all physical problems?

As usual, Xun Yan sat in front of the computer and meditated, and downstairs was Peony's cross talk routine.He couldn't help searching for answers that wouldn't exist, and the results were varied, and no normal person gave a normal answer.

After all, it is not normal to believe in Yuehua.

But this is not the most important.The most important thing is that he opened a novel about cultivating immortals and saw ten o'clock.

"What should I do?" He continued to read anxiously, asking himself what to do while reading.I'll turn it off when I see 2:[-].But I can finish this chapter in [-] minutes.

What!The next chapter is a small orgasm!The protagonist, the earthworm essence, is about to evolve! ! !After reading this I will work, it will not take 5 minutes, it is exactly ten ten.

Didn't finish a chapter?I’ve seen it all, and it’s been a waste of time, so it’s not good to stop.

Xiao Gao, why is the tide so long!Forget it, I have seen this.

Well, this Climax has passed, I will read another chapter on the smooth and peaceful transition to soothe my excited emotions.

Very well, ten thirty-two is normal working hours.The dedicated Xun Yan finally started a day of hard work.

After another half an hour, Xun Yan reluctantly turned off the computer, and resolutely put on earplugs.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the cold moon came out of stratus clouds.

A moon-like figure slowly approached from afar.

The author has something to say: I am working hard every day to blur settings that shouldn't be there, such as Xun Yan's work, the kind where I want to write a fairy tale and restore the factory settings every day.