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Ling Yan couldn't remember how he left Kang Ze's house that day. Kang Ze made a promise in front of him, and he couldn't wait for a moment to leave with Xiao Yao in his arms. All kinds of colleagues jokingly called the courtyard where "you can sing poems every day" and almost galloped into the car.

Mash didn't follow him today, his emotions fluctuated between agitation and exhaustion, he didn't dare to drive by himself at all, set the autopilot, and left Tangshi Street as if fleeing.

His grandfather's house on Nanle Street was halfway up the mountain. It was issued by the state. In order to thank his grandfather for his outstanding contributions in his life, when he was riding in the car, his empty brain flashed too many things like a lantern, and finally only A thought came to light: Qi Siming can come tomorrow after finishing tonight's charity party. The house has been unoccupied for a long time, so he has to tidy it up.

PM7:00

Ling Yan hugged Xiaoyao and brushed open the door of his grandfather's villa. As soon as he entered, he connected Xiaoyao to the house's smart housekeeper interface, turned on the lights, ventilated the air, and adjusted the indoor temperature and humidity.

The old house that had been vacant for too long sighed in the dark night, and then, the lights on the first and second floors gradually turned on, revealing the appearance Ling Yan once remembered—the furniture in the room were all styles from decades ago, or Brown tone, it is said that these were bought by his grandmother back then. After his grandmother passed away, his grandfather never changed them.

Ling Yan wanted to surprise Qi Siming, but he didn't tell him that he was coming to his grandfather's house today. He even lied to him that he was busy with work and wanted to clean with him on weekends.Ling Yan was suddenly a little happy, the kind of happiness that secretly prepares gifts.

The little demon commanded the cleaning robot in the storage room to clean the house. The two scrap copper and rotten iron, who could not tell how many generations behind they were, were forcibly woken up in their deep sleep, and their squeaking bodies began to groan and groan. reform through labor.

Ling Yan first went to the kitchen with his hands behind his back, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the kitchen was really simple, with only the simplest smart operations. When he was happy, he immediately called Ms. He and asked her to recommend a better kitchen utensil brand that could be ordered online.

His previous impression of Ms. He was that she was very good at shopping, but since he saw Qi Siming discussing women's cosmetics and bedding brands with Ms. He, he instinctively began to be superstitious about Ms. He's taste.Ms. He was confused by his sudden request, casually mentioned a few big brands she was familiar with, and asked him confusedly if he needed a salesperson to call him online to introduce him. Ling Yan was a little uncomfortable, Say no, he can pick it himself.

Ms. He has always been reliable in her work, and her ability to know what she has heard is even more extreme. Within 3 minutes, she made a list, not only of kitchenware brands, but also of other household brands.

Where did Ling Yan take care of such small things before? He nestled on the sofa without soft and hard adjustment functions, lit the floating blue screen, and looked at each house one by one.Consumption reminders popped up one after another. Ling Yan seemed to be a middle-aged and elderly person who suddenly learned about smart phones. He found it novel and interesting, and spent the money abruptly for pleasure.

PM8:00

Ling Yan stared dazedly at the bowls and chopsticks for 5 minutes, and fell into a dreadful difficulty in choosing. In distress, he got up with a balance of work and rest, and went upstairs to inspect the working conditions of the robot.

Ling Yan has never done housework, so these things always seem a bit clumsy. He observed the two robots for half a minute, and felt that they were only one step away from being scrapped. Smart home products ordered so late would not be shipped immediately. , he hesitated, thinking of a house with lights on when he drove up.

When Ling Yan is not working, he is a typical social terror person. He doesn't like to talk nonsense, so he can stop talking when he can not talk. He talks to Boqi about family affairs. He is also happy when he looks at Boqi's slippers. slippers.

But the robot at home is really too old, he has no choice but to put on his coat and drive around.The neighbor's house was a kind middle-aged couple. Ling Yan saw that they looked familiar, and guessed in his heart that they should be academicians of a certain academy of sciences.

The woman asked him if he needed help, and Ling Yan asked her nervously and shyly, if he could borrow two household cleaning robots.

"Are you new here?"

"Yeah, I'm cleaning." Ling Yan smiled shyly, and said a little embarrassedly, "From now on, my wife and I will live next door to you. Please take care of me."

With the night behind and the lights in front, he smiled so brightly that he was almost like an innocent child.

PM9:00

Ling Yan held a big bowl full of stewed pork ribs and lotus root that his neighbor gave him, and led two young cleaning robots back home.

The neighbor's cooking skills are excellent. He was hungry when he was holding the bowl. The first thing he did after entering the house was to go to the kitchen and let the rice cooker cook automatically.He was stupid, he didn't know the Chen Mi he used, and he took a photo with great interest, thinking that if Qi Siming asked him what to eat at night, he would send it to him.

Qi Siming sent him the message after nine o'clock. At that time, Ling Yan was placing an order for flowers and fruits tomorrow. When he saw the message, Qi Siming said that he didn't need to pick it up. Ling Yan didn't understand it for a moment. His first reaction was that Does he know his way?How did he come here?

He repeatedly disassembled those words, and then changed his mind and asked himself: Is he planning to come?

Ling Yan suddenly felt a little pain in his tooth, as if he had touched a tiny nerve, and suddenly there was a sharp pain.

Ling Yan gritted his back teeth all at once.

He hadn't had a toothache for a long time. Except when he changed his teeth when he was a child, he had long forgotten the feeling of toothache. The pain made him a little surprised, so he called out the medical cabin at home and chewed two painkillers skillfully.He didn't check whether the painkillers had expired, but it was comforting after swallowing them.

Then he subconsciously stood up from the sofa, but suddenly forgot what he was going to do the next moment. He stood there silently for a while, and then remembered that he had to go upstairs to look at the two robots, otherwise he was worried.

PM12:00

In the middle of the night, Ling Yan felt that he still couldn't fall asleep.

Tomorrow is a working day, and he has not finished the draft bill that was supposed to be read tonight. The matter of Kang Ze and Lu Zhiliang has not been completely resolved. He still has to go and see it with his own eyes, but his stomach seems to be frozen He was frozen, and he was so cold that he tossed and turned on the bed.

He sent a message to his secret service personnel that he had arranged for someone to protect Qi Siming's safety. He had never asked about Qi Siming's whereabouts before, but he really couldn't help it today.Secret Service was still awake, so he replied quickly, saying that Mr. Qi left tonight with a lady.

He glanced at it and replied calmly with a "hmm".

Then he suddenly felt that he should have a meal.

The darkened house was quiet, giving him the illusion that his relatives were still in the house. He sneaked downstairs, as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone, and walked into the kitchen lightly stepping on his slippers.

The rice was cold, he didn't eat it at night, and the bowls and chopsticks in the cupboard were too dirty, so he silently hugged the rice cooker and sat on the ground.

Yeliang was like a tarsal maggot, oozing up from the floor tiles little by little. Ling Yan leaned against the wall and put his hand into the pot expressionlessly.

He ate without making a sound, just took out the rice and stuffed it into his mouth. For a moment, Ling Yan felt like a beast full of phlegm and flesh, and even omitted chewing.

After his parents passed away, he fasted for quite a long time. Later, he had a disease in his stomach and cut off half of it. He knew that he couldn’t eat like this, and that he was sick, but he couldn’t stop at all.After he grabbed the whole pot of rice, he found a few bags of noodle cakes in the corner of the kitchen.

The packaging bags were torn open one by one lightly, and the dough cakes were mechanically thrown into his mouth piece by piece.

He was so focused, those dry and hard things were stuck in the pharynx, and because of squeezing, they were wetted by the saliva constantly gushing from the wall of the cheeks, and then slowly loosened.Later, a few pieces were really big, and he swallowed them helplessly, sweat pouring out from his head until he tasted like blood.