Zhou Shao of Rebirth

Zhou Heng struggled for a while. The milk of this era is still very pure, and the taste is not ordinary, and it is completely incomparable with the milk that tastes like boiled water more than ten years later.

"You don't want to go to school limply, do you? People who don't know think why you went there last night?"

Hearing what he said, Zhou Heng thought about it, it was just a glass of milk, not to the point of being unbearable.

He picked up the milk and pinched his nose and gulped it down. Immediately after drinking, he stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth.

"and many more……"

"Oh...so hot!" Zhou Heng opened his mouth, neither spitting nor swallowing.

Lei He laughed outright, and quickly pushed the already lukewarm meat porridge in front of him, "I just wanted to remind you, don't you know that the steamed dumplings soup is very hot?"

Zhou Heng savored the taste in his mouth. Not to mention, it was delicious besides being hot. The Zhou family had never had steamed buns for breakfast, and he hadn't eaten them for a long time, so it's normal to forget them for a while.

He took another one, and this time he ate it very carefully, biting through the skin first, blowing on it before sucking the soup and minced meat into his mouth, and after eating, he also took another one for the old man, "Grandpa, try it, it's not bad. "

The old man saw the interaction between the two of them, and always felt that the two of them got along too closely. It stands to reason that the two of them had not known each other for a long time, and one of them was still a non-human being. This progress was too fast.

However, seeing Lei He taking care of Zhou Heng carefully, the old man was still very happy.

Here Zhou Heng ate three steamed buns in a row, Lei He also cut a steak and pushed it in front of Zhou Heng.

"For me?" The corner of Zhou Heng's mouth twitched, he thought that the table full of meat should be prepared by Lei He for himself.

"Well, the beef nourishes the vital energy and strengthens the bones. It's good to eat this after exercising."

Eating steak for breakfast, Zhou Heng felt a little crazy, but thinking of Lei He's tendon meat, maybe that's how he ate it, so he took a piece of chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Not to mention, the steak cooked by Lei He tasted pretty good, without too much seasoning, but the tenderness was moderate and the taste was top-notch.

"I can't see that you still have this cooking skill." Zhou Heng's impression of Lei He changed drastically.

At first he just thought that this wolf demon was simply ignorant of worldly affairs, but his strength was outstanding. After getting along with him, he realized that this wolf can not only go out of the hall and into the kitchen, but also has excellent living skills, so he followed suit like.

"If a person lives alone for a long time, he will slowly get used to it."

Zhou Heng paused for a moment, feeling that there was a hint of loneliness and helplessness hidden in Lei He's tone when he said this.

Thinking about it, the life of a monster is long, and he lived alone in the mountains before, doing everything by himself, so it's not boring.

A picture appeared in Zhou Heng's mind: outside a certain crude cave, the tall Lei He squatted on the ground with a spatula and stir-fried in the pot by himself, with a piece of animal skin around his waist, his face covered with stubble, His expression was numb, as pitiful as he could be.

Therefore, people's imagination is unlimited, and excessive brain supplementation is also a hazard.

Zhou Heng's heart softened for a moment, and he pushed a plate of pancakes in front of Lei He, "You don't have to worry about me, you can eat by yourself."

Lei He's eyes flickered for a moment, with a pure smile on the corner of his mouth, while enjoying the food, he thought: This young man has a good nature.

Watching Lei He eat was absolutely shocking enough, the whole plate of food was wiped out one after another, meat and vegetables, soft and hard, hot and cold, it seemed that there was nothing he would not eat.

"I'm full." Zhou Heng put down his chopsticks and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth. The stacked high empty plates made him feel overwhelmed.

But when he saw the empty bowls and plates in his hand, he was surprised to find that he had eaten a lot in this meal. Although it was incomparable with Lei He, it was far beyond his usual appetite.

He rubbed his belly and found that he didn't feel too stretched. Could it be that he was exercising too much?

The old man served as a soldier in his early years, so he always had whatever he had for breakfast, and it would be even better if he had meat, so he didn't feel that eating too much meat for Zhou Heng's breakfast was not good for his health.

On the contrary, he himself was old and his teeth were blunt. He couldn't eat too hard food, so he could only eat a bowl of millet porridge with minced meat and vegetables.

Zhou Heng stood up, and after taking two steps, he realized that something was wrong. He shook his arms and kicked his legs, and found that the soreness on his body had disappeared, and his spirit was better than before he didn't exercise.

Is there really an elixir?

Zhou Heng stared at Lei He who was chomping down with a complicated expression, feeling again that this wolf demon was not in vain.

Glancing at the old man who was about to start making tea, Zhou Heng touched his chin, maybe, he should ask Lei He if there is any pill that the old man can take.

There is no need for a long-lived elixir, as long as it can make the old man's body healthier.

Lei He quickly cleaned up the remaining food, took the car keys, went to the garage and drove the car out. Seeing that time was running out, he drove Zhou Heng on the road.

Zhou Heng regretted eating too much breakfast. He rushed to school at this speed, and he had to vomit.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you are a few minutes late." For those who used to take absenteeism as a routine, being late for a few minutes is more than normal.

Sure enough, Lei He slowed down, but he still drove Zhou Heng to the school gate on time when the class bell rang.

Zhou Heng supported the car door and got out of the car, rubbed his uncomfortable stomach, glared at the perpetrator, then threw his schoolbag on his shoulders, and walked into the school gate with arrogance, leaving Lei He with a chic back.

Lei He leaned on the car door and watched his back disappear from sight. He got into the car after a while, and then drove to the biggest bookstore in the city.

As soon as Zhou Heng stepped into the school gate, he saw several arrested late students standing in front of him, and one of them was the person he was looking for—Pan Minghan.

Pan Minghan is not tall, wears rimless glasses, has a white and delicate face with a slight dimple when he smiles, he definitely looks like a good student at first glance.

But this kid just likes to hang out with Zhou Heng and other demon kings without studying, and gradually becomes one of the main forces who are punished at the school gate.

Zhou Heng calmly walked over, stood next to Pan Minghan under the suspicious eyes of the dean, and smiled at him, "The dean has worked hard, today's performance is good."

The dean originally thought that the young master would leave without looking sideways, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to stay and punish him. This was definitely the first time in history, so he was a little surprised.

"Student Zhou is late anyway, remember to be earlier next time." The dean said in a rather gentle tone.

"Traffic jam on the road." Zhou Heng explained lustfully, his obedient and obedient appearance frightened the dean.

"The traffic is quite congested now, hehe..."

"But I will go out early tomorrow morning, so I promise I won't be late." Zhou Heng said solemnly, "Look, class is now, although it's just for morning reading, but it's also very important. Let's stand here for a minute longer One minute less studying is a waste of time, a waste of life, if everyone's college entrance examination results are delayed because of these few minutes, teacher, you will feel sorry for it, right?"

Pan Minghan immediately interjected from the side: "Yes, yes, my dad is still waiting for me to be admitted to university. If I fail the exam, I will say that it is because the school punished me to stand and I didn't have time to study."

The other courageous students immediately agreed, while the timid ones lowered their heads and remained silent.

The corner of the dean's mouth twitched, thinking of the backgrounds of these students, it was really a headache, he squeezed out a smile and said: "The teacher didn't mean to punish you, but just wanted to tell you not to be late next time, time is so precious, you are still late Isn't it outrageous?"

Several students nodded immediately, and responded obediently: "I won't be late again next time." Let's talk about it next time we get caught.

"Okay, let's all go to class." The next time she catches her, just call the parents. She doesn't believe that this group of brats can't be punished.

"Goodbye, teacher." Several students immediately ran away with their schoolbags on their backs.

Zhou Heng put one hand on Pan Minghan's shoulder, and walked towards the teaching building with his arms around him, looking like two good brothers.

He was half a head taller than Pan Minghan, and his posture seemed to hold Pan Minghan in his arms. The dean shook his head.

Pan Minghan was also a little surprised. This was the first time that Zhou Heng got along with him so closely. The two were not considered friends. He was at most Zhou Heng's peripheral follower, and he often hung out with them, the children of high-ranking officials.

The Pan family is rich, but they are only rich, and they can't break into the upper circles of Beishi for the time being. In their eyes, the Pan family is nothing more than a nouveau riche.

So Pan Minghan has always been quite self-aware, and he didn't overly flatter Zhou Heng and his group. They can play together, but they never flatter them.