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Chapter 17 017. Life

Chapter 17 017. Life

"Ouch!"

When Ren Pingsheng took out the cloth bag from the box, he was immediately shocked.

Just inside this cloth bag, there are actually 5 cantaloupe grenades!

This thing, grandpa, this box is really a treasure box!

Ren Pingsheng carefully picked one up and put it in his hand to examine it. He had never played with this thing before, nor had he really seen it. He didn't know that there was such a thing at home.

When my father was sorting out his grandfather's belongings, he probably put all the guns and weapons together. When he came back from the provincial capital, he didn't mention that there were grenades, and he probably had forgotten them a long time ago.

After all, it has been more than ten years.

When I picked it up, I was afraid it would explode.

However, it hasn't exploded in so many years, and I don't think it will be that easy to explode. I just don't know if it can still explode.

Ren Pingsheng found a 10-liter transparent plastic storage box and placed it in the storage box.

With a faint golden light in his right hand, he pushed open a door. Ren Pingsheng walked into his own transit space with 56 and a half, 1911a1, two boxes of ammunition, and a storage box with grenades.

"Tomato and egg noodles? How about it?"

Ren Pingsheng agreed.

After dinner, it seemed that the only entertainment activities left in the winter evening were the rocking bed.

In the past two months, Xiaowan has been reading and reading at the same time, and she has managed to read a few books.

Xiaowan said.

First, fry the fish bones until they are crispy, then mash them with an iron spoon, and then simmer the soup for a long time. The soup is as white as milk and does not smell fishy at all.

Xiaowan nodded: "I can understand a little bit."

For her, snow is a disaster.

Xiaowan nodded and asked, "Master, when will we move?"

When Ren Pingsheng opened the door the next day, the outside was covered in snow.

"What's wrong?"

Where else can I feel like admiring the white snow?

Ren Pingsheng reached out and touched Xiaowan's head: "You have to eat more. If you eat more, you will grow taller. You have to grow to at least 1.5 meters."

The electric mattress with automatic constant temperature is particularly considerate in this cold night.

Ren Pingsheng said: "In a few days, Liu Shicheng will stay at home for a few days, and Qiangzi and the others will have to be gentle and gentle with their families. I have something to do tomorrow and have to go out.

Ren Pingsheng didn't know what was going on in her mind. He rubbed his hand on her head randomly and asked: "What should I eat this morning?"

Seeing Ren Pingsheng getting up, she ran over from the west wing like a little bear and hugged Ren Pingsheng's waist tightly.

Xiaowan said: "I learned it from the people on the computer."

The feeling of communicating with the author, which I had never experienced before, was actually felt in this quiet night.

Xiaowan was wearing a thick cotton coat and was sitting at the door, looking at the falling snow in the sky.

Ren Pingsheng held her face in confusion.

The fish soup was served to the table, and Xiaowan gave Ren Pingsheng another bowl of ramen.

She cooked a bowl of fish soup and said it was delivered by Lao Liu in the morning.

Xiaowan is cooking in the kitchen.

Xiao Wan said this, and Ren Pingsheng remembered that he had downloaded some food videos on his computer before. They were all downloaded from Xiaopo Station, and they were part of a self-made program "Taste in the World is Pure Joy"

, there is a fish soup noodle, that’s what I’m talking about.

The noodles are poured with fish soup and served with the spicy cabbage "three bites for one dish" on the table.

Xiaowan's nutrition failed to keep up in her early years, so Ren Pingsheng felt that she would be satisfied if she could be over 1.5 meters tall.

"The wonderful world of mathematical theorems."

Here, the mind can calm down, and when turning over the pages, one can experience unprecedented tranquility.

Xiaowan returned to her West Room.

I lay on the bed and picked up a copy of "Collected Prose of Zhu Ziqing" to read.

After reading until he felt sleepy, Ren Pingsheng closed the book, turned off the light, and curled up under the soft quilt to fall asleep.

Sometimes, Ren Pingsheng feels that the world is quite good.

"Can you understand?"

It was evening when Ren Pingsheng opened the door again and returned to Liujiacun.

After eating the noodles, Ren Pingsheng briefly looked through the book and said: "Mathematics, especially basic mathematics, is very important and can be used everywhere in life. After you finish reading this book, no matter what you do in the future,

If you are a businessman or a steward, you will not be easily deceived."

Waking up in a warm bed, putting on warm cotton clothes, and looking at the plain white world is a sight that I have never imagined in my dreams before.

Hearing Ren Pingsheng's praise, Xiaowan narrowed her eyes happily.

Xiaowan didn't say anything, she just pressed her face against Ren Pingsheng's chest.

I have never seen such a beautiful snow scene.

Ren Pingsheng stood in the yard, looking at the smoke of fireworks and the swirling snow, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have gradually buried his roots in this world.

"good."

He also put a lot of effort into Xiaowan's teachings.

"Well, I will study hard."

Xiaowan is extremely convinced of the young master.

"It's snowing!"

She raised her head, looked at Ren Pingsheng with her big eyes, and said seriously.

I feel that the young master must be the most knowledgeable person in this world.

I don't know when the wind blew outside the window, making a "pattering" sound on the window.

She has never felt more at ease than now!

"Xiaowan, you still have some talent in cooking."

"Um."

Ren Pingsheng took his chopsticks, slurping the Italian-style thick noodle soup, and praised: "Xiao Wan, your cooking skills have improved so quickly!"

"Master, you are so kind!"

Place the 56-half and 1911a1 on the shelf, and put the two boxes of ammunition on the same layer.

But the excitement was theirs, and Ren had only one skinny and little maid in his life.

By the way, what books are you reading these days?"

Ren Pingsheng checked the outdoor power supply and saw that there was still 72% power left, so he plugged in the electric mattress and got into bed.

Soon, Xiaowan brought out the fragrant tomato and egg soup noodles.

“It smells so good!”

The storage box containing the grenades is placed at the bottom of the storage shelf.

Xiaowan looked up at Ren Pingsheng and said softly.

The first winter snow of this year also seems to welcome her new life.

Ren Pingsheng bought a lot of books. There was no signal in the other world, so he could calm down and recharge, study, and pass the time.

"Master!"

Soon, the stove in the kitchen was in flames, the firewood was burning and making a crackling sound, and the smoke was rising in the falling snow.

In the past, when it snowed, she only had the fear of coldness in her heart. It was so cold night after night that she could not sleep due to the freezing cold. Her body was covered with frostbite. She was even afraid of whether she would wake up after falling asleep while shivering from the cold.

In fact, many people in Liujiacun have no food to eat, and most of them lie down in bed early to save their energy.

"I study the cookbooks that the young master brought me every day before cooking."

Xiaowan felt very happy.

She really has some interest in cooking. Maybe she was scared of hunger before. After eating for two months, she saw these ingredients turning into delicious dishes in her hands, and then fed them to herself

My dearest young master, this process made her feel very happy.

Warm daily life is the feeling of family companionship.

(End of chapter)


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