Alternative life in world space

After Jansen left, Yan Cong closed the door with a smile, and waited for the sound of Jansen's room door closing, and locked his own door with a look.Returning to the space again, he is now completely sleepy.Thinking about how to make Jian's family fly like dogs tomorrow, he happily hoeed the ground.

He thinks this space is like a stand-alone version of a survival game.There are experience points, levels, and various miscellaneous values.The system description indicated that when he died, he had too much resentment and the system floating in the void produced matching wavelengths, and then bound each other.And his rebirth was just a choice made by the system based on his resentment.

Yan Cong asked the system if he thought at the time that he was not worthy to live and should not exist at all, he would not be reborn, let alone bound to the system.The system's answer is: [This system can only attract the ideas that wish to start over. 】That is to say, if you don’t want to live at all, there is no such thing as a system at all.

Either rebirth or time travel, these are the two functions of the system.What he opened is the branch of rebirth, and the content that the system can use is of course prepared for him to do it all over again.

Yan's family, that is, the family of Yan Cong's biological parents is in the restaurant business.From restaurants to food factories to agricultural bases.It is a bit exaggerated to say that he is the richest man in the province, but he is also well-known nationwide in the catering industry.Moreover, the ancestor of the Yan family was born as an imperial cook, although Yan Cong's ancestor had donated the secret cooking recipe of the Yan family to the country for free.But these crafts have also been passed on to the descendants of the Yan family.Later generations also have their own improved formulas.

In his previous life, Yan Xiang had no cooking talent at all.He didn't care about the disappointment of the Yan family's seniors.At first, he didn't know that he was not a child of Yan's family. He was a single heir of two generations.The industry is managed by professionals, and he only needs to know how to read accounts.The so-called secret recipe is not only owned by the Yan family, but the country also has it.It doesn't matter if he passes it on or not.Later, when he knew that he was not from the Yan family and wanted to learn, he didn't have the patience and talent at all.

On the contrary, Yan Cong has been interested in cooking since he was a child.And because of Yi Sijia's deliberate cultivation of cooking skills is excellent.Because of this, he was liked by Yan's mother when he was working in Yan's family.Of course, for Yi Sijia, the purpose of cultivating Yan Cong's skills is to make him marry into Yan's family more smoothly.After all, the Yan family has a big business, and their family is an ordinary working-class family. If they want to "marry into a wealthy family", how can they do it without making some efforts.

In his previous life, Yan Cong didn't have any idea about Yi Sijia's training.Although he knew that this vicious adoptive mother had no good intentions in this life, he had to work harder himself.Plus now he has a system and space.You can learn and operate step by step from planting hybrid breeding to processing and finally cooking into dishes in an all-round way.There are even many things that don't seem to have anything to do with cooking, such as mining, construction, woodworking, carving, etc., that he needs to master.But the system said that those were all for improving his body's stats, since it was necessary, he wouldn't take it as a trouble.

I slept on the straw mat in the system space the night before.Although it is not very comfortable, sleeping in the space can replenish sleep and restore physical strength more quickly, so Jian Cong, who has only slept for two hours, is also full of energy after waking up.However, the hands that have been worn to some blisters in the space are still smooth, white and tender on the outside.

When Iska got up, she found Yan Cong was making breakfast in the kitchen.I can't help but feel a little proud.The children raised by themselves are educated so well even if they are not their own flesh and blood.Even if the Yan family finds out in the future, they have to thank themselves for raising their son to be so sensible and obedient. "Erbao, why didn't you take a good rest? Didn't the nurse sister tell you to take a good rest?"

Yan Cong smiled: "I think I'm fine. Besides, Dad is rarely at home, so I'll make breakfast for him. Of course, I also made mom's favorite spring rolls, and brother's favorite chili meat."

Iscaria turned over the dish that was held in a large bowl, and these two things were already prepared inside.And there is the aroma of meat porridge in the pot, and tofu stuffed meat in the spoon.This is Jian Nan's fucking specialty, but it was passed on to Jian Cong. "My God. How early did you get up?"

"It's about 04:30. I can't fall asleep. I've been lying down and sleeping too much for the past few days. Mom, can I go out to play today? It's at the door of our unit, not far away."

Iscar nodded: "But don't go out at noon, it's too hot. I saw the weather forecast yesterday and it's 35 degrees today. If you go out, you can sit and have a meal later, and then at night when the sun goes down, your dad and I will take your brothers Let's go to the movies. Your favorite Animatronics."

"Wow! Mom, you are the best!"

Jane's family had a very happy breakfast.Each has their own favorite dishes, and they all praised Yan Cong for being well-behaved and capable.But no one found that Yan Cong didn't prepare something he likes for himself.And none of them should know what Yan Cong likes to eat.Yan Cong thought it was funny.What kind of love for each other and a family is so fucking nonsense.

Yan Cong was 35 when he died in his last life, more than 20 years ago.He can't remember what he taught in junior high school at all, but he picked up the textbook for the first grade of junior high school and looked at it, and then opened the summer homework, and almost remembered everything that should be remembered.I have almost forgotten the specific formulas of the text, but some questions can also be answered by logic.So his summer homework was almost finished three days after he was discharged from the hospital.

After breakfast, he sat on a bench in the shade at the entrance of the building with a hardcover diary, saying hello to neighbors whose names he could still remember in the past, and responding to those who he did not remember at all but who spoke to him.Gradually, the memory of who these people were came back to me.Not everyone is worth remembering, but some people he feels he still needs to get along with.For example, he met the boy surnamed Bai who rescued him today.And it was that person who took the initiative to ask what he had said.

"Jane's second child? Are you okay? Can you come out?" Bai Jincheng saw Yan Cong and hurried over.Although he insisted on dragging his brother into the water for Jenson, the act of running away in fright after his brother drowned was overwhelmed by nausea.But he still cares about Yan Cong, the victim.

Yan Cong had no impression of him at all.So I didn't know who he was at first.However, he has always been gentle and gentle towards people. He will live again in this life, and he thinks cruelly in his heart, but he can't change his behavior for a while.So he asked politely: "I'm much better. But who are you, brother?"

Bai Jincheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Jian Cong didn't know that he saved him.The boy scratched the back of his head awkwardly, feeling that it was embarrassing for him to say that he was someone's lifesaver.But Jian Cong's big blinking eyes and blank face made him want to tell him that he was the one who rescued him and carried him to the hospital.And I even gave him artificial respiration.Thinking of this, he blushed.Fortunately, he got a darker tan in summer, but it wasn't too obvious. "I, I lifted you ashore that day."

Yan Cong quickly stood up: "Brother Bai, right? I heard the nurse sister said about you. But I don't know your appearance, nor your name. I want to thank you! You saved my life!" Said After he finished, he quickly bowed deeply.

At this time, a neighbor's grandma happened to pass by, and after hearing what Yan Cong said, she went over to ask about it with such a big gift.Bai Jincheng didn't have so many worries, so he told what happened at noon that day.But he was not stupid enough to say that it was Jansen who insisted on dragging Jian Cong into the water, let alone that Jansen ran away by himself.But I can't help but think about it and the truth will come out.The neighbor's grandma also happened to be a member of the "Small Mouth Loudspeaker Squad" in the community.Yan Cong can be sure that, as far as Bai Jincheng's words came out of this grandmother's mouth, what Jian's family heard at night would be "unrecognizable".Maybe Jenson will become an outlaw fanatic who wants to kill and silence.

Bai Jincheng sat down with Yan Cong and chatted for a while, and Yan Cong pretended to ask him a few questions.Bai Jincheng taught very carefully, Yan Cong's height only reached his shoulders, the two sat side by side, he had to lower his head to give Yan Cong a lecture.From his angle, he could just see Yan Cong's long eyelashes and fair neck.I always feel that this child's body is very weak, and he is not too healthy.So after finishing the lecture, he took out the chocolate and milk chips from his backpack from the post office.All of his brains were given to Jian Cong. "You haven't recovered yet. It's getting hotter and hotter. You should go home. I don't know if you like these snacks, but don't dislike my thoughts. This is my home phone number. If you have anything to do in the future, you can call me Just call me. But I don't have friendship with your brother, you can just find me in the future, and you are not allowed to tell him my phone number. "

Yan Cong was a little dazed looking at the snacks suddenly piled up in front of him, and was a little moved in his heart.This is the first time someone cared about themselves unconditionally.In his previous life, his adoptive parents had vicious thoughts about him before he was born.Their goodness is purposeful.My husband secretly changed his life, but he was hypocritical to himself. After he lost his use value, he quickly found a third party and murdered himself together.He even killed his biological parents and the adoptive parents who raised him one by one.He had never met a person who was so kind to him for no reason.And this person happened to have appeared in his previous life.It's really ridiculous to think about it, why didn't you find your own savior at that time? "My mother won't let me take other people's things. This..."

Bai Jincheng put on a straight face: "Am I someone else? Am I not your savior?"

Yan Cong smiled sweetly: "Well! Yes! Brother Bai is my savior, and he is as important as my parents! So it is not someone else!"

Bai Jincheng blushed again. "This, that's right. Take your things. Go home quickly."

Yan Cong nodded: "Yes. Brother Bai, I wish you a happy birthday!"

Bai Jincheng was stunned: "Isn't today my birthday?"

Yan Cong also made a stunned expression: "Huh? My brother said he would celebrate your birthday today. He also said he would buy you a gift."

As soon as Bai Jincheng heard it, he knew that this idiot, Jian Sen, must be lying again.Immediately became angry. "Don't listen to his nonsense! My birthday is New Year's Day, not summer at all! And I don't talk to him anymore, what kind of birthday did he give me! Did he cheat you of money?"

Yan Cong lowered his head slightly: "Yeah, that's not it..."

"That's right? It's really not a thing! You are too soft. You should pay less attention to people like your brother! In the future, you should be more careful and hear? I saved your life, so you have to listen to me of!"

Yan Cong thought it was funny, but still nodded: "Yes. I see. I will try to be tougher in the future."

Bai Jincheng felt a little anxious, but he couldn't say any more. "Anyway, call me if you have anything to do. Go home quickly. I'll go and see how he celebrated my birthday!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Cong: Life depends on acting!