you are my color

Yu Jinghai and Pan Yonghui had come back from the factory ahead of time, so they went to the front yard to clear up the weeds that were not needed because it was still early for dinner.

Of course, they didn't know which ones could be eaten and which ones couldn't, but with Wen Qing pointing them out, the two quickly got started.

Wen Qing also wanted to help, but the old couple was always by his side whether it was intentional or not.Whenever he wanted to bend down and pull out a tree, a hand would be stretched out from his left or right, and the weeds would be removed first.

There were too many times, Wen Qing had no choice but to let them go.

The front yard was large and overgrown with weeds, but not every kind of grass was edible, and there were some mixed in that were either poisonous or bad tasting.The old couple finished clearing the yard and looked at the remaining edible weeds, not to mention how satisfied they were.

"Fortunately, we have our son here, otherwise we wouldn't know this, and we would have to starve to death." Yu Jinghai said.

"That's not true." Pan Yonghui added.

"..."

Wen Qing knew that the couple doted on their son infinitely, but their bragging still made him a little unbearable.

There are only two ways to stop the two people's mindless bragging.Either go back, or turn the mindless content into reality as soon as possible.

Which one to choose is obvious.

"Son, tomorrow I will go to the factory with your mother and quit my job." Yu Jinghai hesitated for a long time, and finally bit the bullet and said this.

It was such a shame to lie to my son.

His lying did not refer to the resignation he just said, but he had previously told his son that he would go to work the next day.

Being so targeted by the team leader, even if he doesn't resign tomorrow, he will definitely be fired in the next few days.

Small factories like theirs that work in two shifts, black and white, are rare on Earth where imitations are prevalent.This is also the real reason why the old couple endured the insults directed at the group leader at the beginning and had to endure silently.

It's not impossible to go back on impulse, but what if you lose your job because of it?

That was the only income in the family.

After leaving this factory, it is too difficult to find another factory that is purely human and willing to accept him, a semi-disabled person.

Fortunately, what the son said earlier gave the troubled couple a glimmer of light.

Growing and selling vegetables, it's really good to think about it.

He didn't think about what to do if his son's suggestion didn't work out.In his opinion, his son is so powerful and wonderful, he can definitely do anything.If he really can't sell it, it's because he sold it in the wrong way, and it has nothing to do with his son.

Wen Qing looked at Yu Jinghai and Pan Yonghui, whose faces were full of hope, and shook her head secretly.

The couple never thought that if the same weeds were found in their yard, they must also be found in other people's yards.Why would anyone else buy theirs?

This means that they can't sell wild vegetables from the beginning, they have to use some means first.

It's a pity that Yu Jinghai and his wife didn't think about this at all.

From this, we can see the wholehearted trust of the old couple in their son.This is a different person asking them to do it, and they all have to question it.

After the family of three cleaned up the front yard, Yu Jinghai opened a small field in a corner, and carefully replanted the edible weeds that hadn't been cleaned up.

Since you can eat it, you can't treat it lightly like before. What if you accidentally step on it to death?That's their food.

Seeing that she was not needed here, Pan Yonghui turned around and went to the backyard, where she wanted to observe the few bread trees planted there.

She thinks it's really amazing how many things happen.Before eating today, she never knew that the things on the bread tree were edible.

Most importantly, it tastes really good.

If she finds a few more bread trees and plants them in the backyard, will she get more food?There is enough food, not to mention anything else, at least they don't have to worry about eating.

Anyway, according to the son, it doesn't matter as long as they don't reach out when the breadfruit is not ripe.

All night, the old couple were full of energy, but they didn't realize that Wen Qing looked at Yu Jinghai's back with deep eyes.

Wen Qing remembered Yu Jinghai's death in the plot.

Originated from the explosion of his overused energy prosthetic, blown to nothing.

Wen Qing has already decided to try his best to help Yu Jinghai avoid that disaster, and the best way is to help Yu Jinghai get a new pair of energy prosthetic limbs.

However, the cost of energy prosthetics is not cheap, and for a family like theirs, it is not an exaggeration to say that the price is sky-high.

At the beginning, Yu Jinghai was wounded in the war. After he got off the battlefield, the government paid to help him solve the problem of the cost of the energy prosthesis, so that he can use the energy prosthesis.

However, there is only one chance.If you want to get a new one next time, it is obviously impossible to help him provide it for free.

Otherwise, Yu Jinghai wouldn't be stingy enough to treat him so hard.

He was reluctant to spend that money, and he really couldn't afford that money.

It's impossible to count on the old couple. They don't need to doubt their love for the original owner, and they are also practical and willing to work, but they don't have the vision and brains to make money.

These can only be done by yourself.

Since entering this world of consciousness, Wen Qing has finally determined his second small goal after feeding his stomach: making money to buy energy prosthetics for Yu Jinghai.

At night, Wen Qing lay on the bed and communicated with the system.

"Host, you have worked so hard!" the system said quietly.

It's not satirizing the host. Since the host came through, he checked information and lost weight, and then waited for an opportunity to work with the couple. It was really not easy.

Especially in terms of the host's big fat body that can hold several others.

"I remember, you said that starting from this world, I can get my golden finger from you?" Wen Qing asked.

"Yes, yes!" the system proudly said, "I can help the host permanently improve a body parameter in this world for free, has the host chosen which one to improve?"

"Yes." Wen Qing said.

He did think about it.

The physical parameters are nothing more than those items.According to what Xiao Yao explained to him earlier, the increase in parameters is invisible and can be carried out quietly, but if the increase is too large, many parameters will inevitably have a certain impact on the appearance.

Like strength.

We all know that the strength of the human body comes from muscles. Generally speaking, the more muscles there are, the greater the strength contained in the body.

But now he has only fat all over his body, no muscles.It looks broad in size, but its strength is very small.

If he chooses strength, the system will definitely increase his muscle groups in order to increase his muscle tolerance.The more strength parameters are added, the more muscle groups are added. From the outside, it means that he is stronger.

Is there a person in this world who can bulge his muscles just by lying down and sleeping overnight?

Not even in the interstellar era.

Everything else is pretty much the same.

After such a comprehensive comparison, there is one item that is completely hidden, which is basically invisible to the naked eye, and that is intelligence.

The original owner's body was already famous for its intelligence here, so if he raised his intelligence to a very intelligent level, it should not attract the attention of others.

Some people may look down on intelligence and think it is useless, at least not as intuitive as strength, speed and physique.

Wen Qing didn't think so.

Although he only browsed the star network when he entered this world, he has already deeply realized the importance of intelligence in this conscious world.

"Which one does the host want to choose? Do you want to be as beautiful as a flower? Do you want to sound like a silver bell? Do you want to walk like flying? Do you want to..."

Wen Qing interrupted its various unreliable suggestions, and said directly: "Increase the intelligence parameter, if possible, increase it to the highest value that the conscious world can allow."

"..." The system felt that the host might have been severely stimulated.

Is it useful to improve intelligence?

With the current state of the host, it is obvious that the appearance needs to be corrected the most.In addition, physical health is also very necessary. No normal person will be exhausted after walking a few steps.

Forgive its short-sightedness, so far, it really doesn't see the need to increase intelligence.

Could it be that the host confuses intelligence with EQ, thinking that with a high IQ, he can suddenly learn how to deal with people, how to make false claims, and how to cooperate for a win-win situation?

That's impossible!

However, no matter which item is added, it is the host's own choice. Strictly speaking, it has no right to refuse except to do so.

Realizing this, the system is rarely a little unhappy.

After adjusting the intelligence parameters to the highest according to Wen Qing's words, the system stopped making any sound.

Wen Qing has no time to take care of its emotions, he is hurrying to experience the current changes.

Whether he is smart or not, he doesn't have a big feeling, but the knowledge that he skimmed across the star network in the afternoon, now that he thinks about it, he can retell it clearly.

No, it's not just that. While retelling, he found that his brain had deeply understood the meaning of each sentence, and could even extend the meaning that was not stated in the article.

This is amazing!

You know, the original owner is smart, but he doesn't have the ability to remember with a photograph, and it is even more impossible to infer other things from one instance.Otherwise, even if he didn't put his mind on studying at the beginning, he wouldn't just get the lowest level of academic certificate.

Of course, high intelligence must have other effects, but these all need to be realized slowly in the future.

Wen Qing thought for a while, then slowly fell asleep.

In the next room, Yu Jinghai and Pan Yonghui were still chatting quietly.

"Old Yu, shall we resign together tomorrow?" Pan Yonghui asked.

"No, I'll just go by myself, and I'll help you resign along the way," Yu Jinghai said, "You can help Qing'er with what she can do at home, and if you have the strength to do it, you can save it until I come back to do it."

If you quit your job, you will definitely have to face the team leader's difficulties and ridicule again.Yu Jinghai thought he was a man, and he would not run away and let his wife bear the burden for him.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a sum of money betting in the factory waiting to be withdrawn, he wouldn't want to let the group leader go easily.

"That's fine. But remember, we are going to resign. We don't want to be offended, but we also don't want to take the initiative to offend others. When the team leader insults you again, bear with it. Otherwise, I'm afraid he will play tricks and tell the accountant The personnel did not pay us wages, or paid less."

"Understood, this kind of thing, I can save it," the old man said a little louder, echoing out in the silent night, he hastily lowered his voice, "Isn't it just a few scoldings? As long as the money is in hand, more scolding It doesn't matter two sentences."

"Also, since we don't go to work in the future, we must take up the work at home. Don't let our son take care of us like last night. My son is so busy every day, it's hard enough." Yu Jinghai said.

"Okay, I know." Pan Yonghui said immediately.

The couple were moved tonight, but this kind of thing is fine once, and it happens every day, so I really can't bear to think about it.

You know, their son has never touched Yang Chunshui with his fingers.

As for Yu Jinghai's thoughts, he was even more straightforward: men, how can they cook in the kitchen?

The old couple talked for a while, and the topic gradually changed from going to work in the factory to how to grow vegetables well and how to sell them more cost-effectively.After so many years of marriage, it is rare for the two of them to have such an excited and difficult to fall asleep moment. The more they talk, the more they feel that the future is really good.

By the time they fell asleep, it was already midnight.

The next day, Wen woke up, stretched himself, lifted the quilt and stepped on the ground.

Although the old couple were old and didn't sleep that much, they slept too late the night before, which made them snooze a little bit.

Wen Qing used this little time to make another simple breakfast.

The materials used are the same as yesterday, but the method has been slightly changed.

He purposely made some more and put them aside separately.

That means Jinghai and Pan Yonghui got up and cleaned up, breakfast was already on the table.

The old couple felt very guilty.

He clearly agreed not to let his son do anything, but he overslept and let his son into the kitchen again.

"Qing'er..." Pan Yonghui murmured.

Wen Qing didn't pay attention to their expressions. Seeing them sitting down to eat, she brought over the breakfast that had been put aside beforehand, and said excitedly, "Dad, Mom, can you take a look at what I made?"

Yu Jinghai was a little confused and didn't speak.

Wen Qing explained: "I thought about it yesterday, asking you to grow and sell vegetables is actually a bit taken for granted..."

Yu Jinghai's heart suddenly sank.

Doesn't the son need their help?

"That's good," he said hastily, "You really don't have to think about us, it's okay for Dad to do more, besides growing vegetables and selling vegetables are things Dad likes to do."

"No, Dad, you misunderstood me," Wen Qing said, "I mean, the edible ones we pick out are also seen by other people every day. It's very common. Everyone knows they are weeds. We put If weeds are bundled up and sold outside, no one will buy them."

Yu Jinghai was startled and nodded.

"Let's talk about the taste of this thing, how to make it, and so on. People here are not very good at it. So I thought, before selling vegetables, why don't we sell the finished product and let them taste it. When they all If they can accept it, we will tell them the materials and methods of these things, so that the market will gradually open up." Wen Qing said.

That's why he made an extra part of his breakfast.

He has no original accumulation funds, and even the identification of breadfruit and milisium was handled by the system for him at the beginning.If you want other people to buy weeds back, unless those people are crazy, they must realize the value of this thing.

A light breakfast is fine.

As for why he would sell breakfast in the future, Wen Qing said: Yu Jinghai, his wife and the original owner don't have any good skills.

Wen Qing's craftsmanship is pretty good, but it's too tiring to rely on him alone.He has added such a high level of intelligence, but went to sell breakfast to make money, this development direction is too far away.

Since Yu Jinghai and his wife have always believed that "whatever the son says is right", it is impossible to refute Wen Qing's words.

Isn't it just selling breakfast?

Selling vegetables is also selling, selling breakfast is also selling, the same.

The sons are their own, so it is impossible to harm them.

"It's such a big pot..." After eating breakfast, Pan Yonghui stood up and saw that there were so many breakfasts to sell, and felt a little bit reluctant.

Those were all made by her son himself, and she didn't make them, even if they were sold for one hundred star coins, she would not be willing to part with them!

When Wen Qing didn't know, Pan Yonghui had already made up her mind, after the breakfast was sold, she would learn all these foolish methods, and she would make takeaway breakfast in the future.

Seeing that the old couple agreed, Wen Qing was relieved.

After tidying up the house, Wen Qing got up and moved all the extra breakfast to the car.

When Yu Jinghai saw it, he almost exploded. Just as he was about to grab it, Wen Qing had already put everything on it.

"Well, how can you do this? You are so tired every day..." Yu Jinghai said.

In his heart, his son is not playing around like others said, he is looking for knowledge to learn, otherwise how could he know how to eat everything?

"The combination of work and rest is very important. If you don't exercise every day, your body will suffer from a lot of diseases and your life will be short." Wen Qing paused, and added, "Dad, Mom, I want to live healthy and healthy, for you Pension."

These words are actually very common and not sensational at all.However, the original owner had a very bad attitude towards the old couple on weekdays, and often complained that they could not earn money and could not let him live a good life, and never said anything about giving them a pension.

Now that Wen Qing said this, Pan Yonghui's tears fell, and Yu Jinghai's eye circles were also red.

Son, finally sensible!

Why don't they know that people who do not exercise are harmful to their health?But in the past, every time they mentioned it, the son became impatient, and even yelled, saying that they had no good intentions to exhaust him to death. After a long time, they stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, my son figured it out by himself.

very nice.

"Today I will help you to..."

"No!" Wen Qing was interrupted by Yu Jinghai before he finished speaking, "You haven't been active for too long, even if you want to exercise, you have to do it slowly, don't try to get fat all at once."

Speaking of this, Lao Yu suddenly remembered that his son was most jealous of others saying the word "fatty", so he quickly stopped talking and looked at his son cautiously.

Wen Qing doesn't mind.This body is already fat, doesn't it mean it doesn't exist?

"I see, Dad, then I'll take a walk at home." He is now playing the role of a young man who has been touched and changed his mind and plans to start a new life, just like Yu Jinghai said, take your time.

Seeing that their son was no longer competing with them to leave, Yu Jinghai and his wife heaved a sigh of relief and pushed the cart out.

This cart was used when they bought the house and moved. Twenty years have passed in a flash. Even in Earth Star, it is rare to see such an outdated and dilapidated cart.

The old couple stopped at a side of the road with a lot of people coming and going on weekdays, and took off the things in the car and laid them out.Because the materials used were all picked in the yard, and there was no cost at all, Yu Jinghai secretly compared the breakfast prices at other stalls, and ordered a relatively affordable one.

The price is cheap, and the food is also novel, especially the smell has a strange aroma, which quickly attracts those who like to try new flavors.

"Old Yu, what is this?" An old neighbor looked at the breakfast they were selling, green porridge and white pasta, and asked strangely.

Yu Jinghai pointed out, "Vegetable porridge, bread."

People like vegetable porridge often eat it, but it looks different from the old one in the pot. As for the bread, it looks familiar, but I can't remember what it is for a while.

There are not many copies, and people in twos and threes came up to buy it, and it was sold out quickly.

After those people finished eating, they felt pretty good, and when they wanted to buy it later, they realized that it was no longer available.

"Isn't that too little for you?" Repeat customers and customers who didn't get their turn at all said dissatisfied.

Yu Jinghai smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Our family is small, and the preparation time this time is also short. Wait until tomorrow, and tomorrow I will definitely make more for sale."

"That's settled, Old Yu," said the former neighbor, "You have to come tomorrow, and I'll be waiting for you."

"Of course, of course."

Putting the empty pots and plates away in the car, Old Yu helped Pan Yonghui push the car to the fork in the road, and walked towards the factory by himself.

Pan Yonghui wanted to go home to work, but he resigned to get paid.

Both of them disappeared, only those who gathered in twos and threes to eat breakfast at other stalls spoke with confidence.

"I remember there is a son in his family, right?" The person who said this was a person who was not familiar with the family situation.

"Yes, there is one." The old neighbor was the one who spoke, "Why don't you say that old age is hard? I raised a son and worked hard for him to finish college courses, but the son did nothing at home every day. Just eat and drink from the old couple."

"Ah?" The person in front said in disbelief, "No way? Then Lao Yu doesn't care?"

"Take care? How do you manage it?" The old neighbor shook his head, "It's too late to be pet. How big of a man, I only know how to eat, and I haven't even cooked a meal. Lao Yu and his wife go to work during the day, and they have to take care of their son when they go home at night. I Look, when the two of them close their eyes, they won't be able to enjoy this son's good fortune, and they won't be able to receive the support of Yu Qing's star coins."

"There are still such people." The third person shook his head, "This old Yu is too confused. If it were me, I would kick this son out of the house first, and then enter the house if he can support himself. Just starve to death outside."

"How is that possible? What about the son he had worked so hard for?" said the fourth person.In fact, she didn't know Lao Yu's family, she just casually listened to it while having breakfast here, and she heard that Yu Jinghai's family was his son, so she made up a big drama of "there is a throne to be inherited". , "If this is his daughter, do you think he will still spoil her?"

He even sneered a few times to show his correctness.

"If the old couple don't change, they will have their bitter fruit in the future. When they can't do it anymore, will his son still support them? I'm afraid he will drive them out of the house immediately." Another one wears glasses and looks at it. The man who looks more gentle said.

For a moment, with your words and my words, Yu Jinghai and his wife have been arranged by these people in no less than a dozen "tragic endings" in a short period of time.

Obviously, few of them recognized the couple who sold breakfast here on the first day, but they relied on their rich imagination and brain power to complete the affairs of Yu's family.

As for how many of these out of ten ten miles are true, only God knows.