Future Moon Old System

He resolutely rejected the second prince's proposal, and Song Xiaoyu didn't ask about the second brother. He is not an opponent when dealing with these people, and it is better to avoid it than to argue.Song Xiaoyu was not a competitive person at first, and he was also very lazy. Now it seems that he has changed his laziness. It is because there are living robots at home, clothes can be washed, and he doesn’t have to cook by himself. Otherwise, why bother Up to now, there are only two dishes in the kitchen, and they are only one level.Every time Song Xiaoyu looked at the weapons, he said that he must light up more recipes and upgrade quickly, and then he turned around and forgot how lazy he had to be to do this, and the doorman didn't even bother to remind him.

Sitting in Feng Chenli's car, Song Xiaoyu dozed off non-stop. He ate too much today, trained during the day, and showed people his marriage. Now he just wants to sleep with the quilt in his arms.The doorman snorted coldly, Song Xiaoyu was making excuses for being lazy again.Song Xiaoyu straightened his body, trying not to let himself fall asleep, now he was riding in the third prince's car, and at this time, there would probably be a lot of people in the community, he didn't want to be seen as a panda.

At the gate of the community, Song Xiaoyu got out of the car and refused Feng Chenli's proposal to send him downstairs.Back home, Song Xiaoyu spread out on the sofa, rubbed his stomach, he ate too much at night, and now he still feels full.

"Fuck, who told you to eat so much, it's like you haven't eaten in a few lifetimes." The doorman's voice was icy cold, making Song Xiaoyu shiver.

"Honey, let's say hello before we talk next time, no, say hello before we change our tone, I have time to raise the room temperature a few degrees." Song Xiaoyu rubbed the goose bumps on his body, "What did I do wrong again?" ?”

"Greedy, it's not that you can't eat, why can't you control your mouth?" The doorman couldn't understand why Song Xiaoyu was so greedy.

"A lot of physical exertion, of course you have to rely on food to make up for it." Song Xiaoyu didn't think there was anything wrong with it, "Are you worried that I will eat too much, change my body shape, and encounter danger when I go on a mission? ?” Song Xiaoyu understands the truth, but it seems that he really can’t keep his mouth shut. "Sorry, I will try to eat as little as possible next time."

The doorman was silent helplessly, he felt very strange, obviously Song Xiaoyu knew everything, but why he just didn't pay attention.Is this a characteristic of human beings?

"How about I cook some soup for digestion, like sour plum soup?" Song Xiaoyu walked to the kitchen while talking, opened the refrigerator and looked, found the hawthorn, took out some rock sugar, washed the hawthorn, removed the seeds, and rock sugar Put them into the juicer together, add some water, and press the start button.After a while, a cup of hawthorn juice was ready, and Song Xiaoyu quickly glanced at the recipe. "Why is it not lit? This should be considered a dish!"

"Either it doesn't count, or your level is not enough." The doorman thought it was too big to count, "Shouldn't hawthorn juice be stewed to be delicious?"

"Ah? Really? I don't know how to do it, so I just messed around." He really didn't know, the juice was just convenient, "I'll drink this, and try to stew it in a small pot." Song Xiaoyu said yes Just do it, drink the hawthorn juice in a big gulp, and then start to stew the hawthorn with rock sugar. Unfortunately, after the stew is finished, it is still not lit. Song Xiaoyu thinks that there should be no such dish.In a normal game, even if the level is not enough, there will be a reminder, but if there is no reminder now, it means that it is not included in the recipe.And the recipes can’t be thought of with normal thinking. Who would have thought that a random dish of stir-fried green vegetables would light up the recipe. But it didn't light up a recipe, which is incredible.

Put the stewed hawthorn in a small basin, and bring it to the supernatural center tomorrow, and invite everyone to drink it.Going upstairs and looking at the computer, Song Xiaoyu hesitated again and again, and finally sat down in front of the computer, "Should I write Yuelao first today, to correct people's thinking, who actually regard Hongniang as a god, and those who have not become gods, Shoutangxiang, I'm probably going to cry to death."

"It's good to write about Yuelao. Although there are many plots skipped, it can be read as a small story. I'll go and sort out some legends about Yuelao before he became a god." How could the old doorman, who wrote about his immediate boss, be inactive.But soon the doorman turned back, and he found that there was only one story about Yuelao in the world, and he tried to search, but couldn’t find it.

"Mr. Yue is too low-key. This is a person who does practical things. He does not seek fame and fortune. He concentrates on tying the red line and perfecting lovers. He is a good comrade. Such a good comrade, why don't we do more publicity? Now we want to publicize There's no content, so you can't make it up!" Song Xiaoyu sighed, it's not good to be too low-key, but fortunately, no one competes with Yuelao except for the bare-bottomed children in the West.

"Then what should we do? You can't just introduce the red rope in your hand, the marriage book in one hand, and the stick in the other!" The doorman was also very discouraged. He went to ask Yue Lao, but Yue Lao shook his hand and said no.The doorman has spent a lot of time in the world. He knows the importance of publicity. Without good publicity, the general public will not buy it.

"Well, let's write about the matchmaker first! I will write down the background of the matchmaker later, and then tell the story of the matchmaker." Although Song Xiaoyu didn't like the matchmaker very much, he had to give a thumbs up to the matchmaker's behavior in that era.After writing The Story of the West Chamber from beginning to end, Song Xiaoyu found that his memory was so good that he could even remember all the operas he had heard in his childhood.

"That's because Linglei split the sea of ​​memory in my brain." The doorman sighed, Linglei is not something that anyone can suffer, the doorman felt that Song Xiaoyu had a great shit luck.

After writing The Story of the West Chamber, it was almost midnight, Song Xiaoyu yawned, stretched, and went to sleep without turning off the computer.The title of Song Xiaoyu in this chapter is Fanwai, and it is indicated that it has nothing to do with the content of the article.Feng Chenli, who hadn't slept yet, opened the new chapter immediately, and he found that there were not a few sentences in the full text that he could understand.He can recognize all the characters, but why can't he understand what it means?After looking through a few dictionaries, Feng Chenli finally understood them. He stroked his forehead. Why did he think Song Xiaoyu was showing off his writing skills?Feng Chenli really misunderstood Song Xiaoyu, he was just copying the original version.In order to make people who read it understandable, Feng Chenli outlined what he understood, and then wrote some summaries, meaning that the matchmaker was not a matchmaker voluntarily at first, but was sent to supervise people.Later, it was discovered that Cui Yingying's mother had come back, so she helped Cui Yingying live with Zhang Sheng.Feng Chenli didn't know why Song Xiaoyu wrote this story, it must have his intentions.

Waking up early, Xie Yuan cooked some glutinous rice balls, and when they were served, the doorman reminded him, "I lit up a recipe."

After Song Xiaoyu flipped through the pages, the corners of his mouth twitched. Tangyuan counts as soup?This, this is too ridiculous!No matter what, it should be regarded as a staple food!And he bought ready-made glutinous rice balls, he didn't make them!This can also light up, Song Xiaoyu is speechless about the recipe.

The morning sun was exceptionally good. Song Xiaoyu walked leisurely all the way in the direction of the commuter car, humming a little song, and lit another dish, which meant that his income would be more, so he should be able to quickly buy spirit stones to upgrade The class of the weapon.As soon as he left the gate of the community, Song Xiaoyu felt a sense of danger.Instinctively dodged to the side, then recruited the buddy, and then clicked the fog driving skill, and Song Xiaoyu fell down as soon as he went up. Fortunately, he was not high, but the whole process was witnessed by other people, and the surroundings were surrounded by the power center. The staff rushed over, but it was Song Xiaoyu's parents. They had already found out the time of the commuter bus, just to see Song Xiaoyu.Who would have thought that just as they pounced over, two unknown objects suddenly appeared, and then they saw white smoke appearing under their son's feet, which just floated up, then fell down, and fell to the ground.

No matter who the other party is, the people in the Ability Center are definitely on their side. They hurriedly surrounded Song Xiaoyu behind them, and looked at Song Xiaoyu's parents with their arms crossed, "Who are you!"

"I, I, we are his parents!" Song's mother stumbled, her legs were weak now, and she supported her husband to barely stand. "I, we just want to see him, okay?"

"Now that I see it, you can go." As for what kind of people Song Xiaoyu's parents are, everyone in the power center knows what kind of people they are. Looking at the healthy and ruddy couple in front of them, think about the Song Xiaoyu they saw back then. , these people who are fighting on the front line of danger especially look down on this kind of people.

"I..." Song's mother wanted to say something, but she didn't have the confidence. All these people in front of her were stronger than them, and they could be crushed to death. They glanced at each other, thinking that they would look for another chance to find Song Xiaoyu.After watching the two leave, a group of people stepped aside and looked at Song Xiaoyu who was still sitting on the ground.

"You, are you okay!" Zhang Min squatted beside Song Xiaoyu.

"I sprained my ankle." Song Xiaoyu was depressed. He had been ridiculed by the doorman just now. He wanted to practice fog driving skills to the point of perfection and thoroughness.

Zhang Min supported Song Xiaoyu to stand up, while Quan Zhonghua went to find the guards. There will be a second time for today's incident. They must strengthen their defenses, not only in the community, but also around the community. Once found Suspicious personnel are detained immediately.

Everyone got into the car, and when the commuter car arrived at Feng Chenli's side, Feng Chenli already knew what happened just now, and his face was very ugly.Sitting next to Song Xiaoyu, "Is there something wrong with your feet?"

"It should just be a sprain." Song Xiaoyu felt that he was very unlucky. It would be no good to see the people of the Song family, and he must hide away when he saw them in the future.

The author has something to say: the second update, there is no third update, everyone should not wait for TAT, persist for four days, and continue to maintain it tomorrow~~~ la la la,