"I'm also talking about business." Chen Pipi gave Shen Lang a meaningful look, "Isn't it just the matter between men and women? How can it be so complicated? Women are not for looking at, nor for worshiping.
It’s not meant to be awe-inspiring.”
"Whether she is the goddess of the Nine Heavens, a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, or a young lady with a lot of money, you have to understand that they are all women, and sooner or later they will have to be pressed into bed.
If you don’t do it, someone else will do it sooner or later.”
Speaking of this, Chen Pipi looked like someone who has experienced it before and sighed: "So, men and women only do men's and women's things, and the rest is all nonsense. If you are talking nonsense when a woman is around, you will only be left with nothing in the future."
Go fuck yourself in bed alone."
The more Chen Pipi talked, the more he talked, and he never tired of instilling in Shen Lang that being a man should take pleasure in time... But Shen Lang still heard the sadness hidden in Chen Pipi's words...
"So, you were just talking nonsense when you were in the Northern Territory, so you regretted it?" Shen Lang asked.
"Well... I was still too young back then, and I always thought that a kiss would make me pregnant." Chen Pipi thought about the wind and snow in the North that year, and how she was in her prime, but the look on her face became even more depressed!
"Ha?" Shen Lang almost burst out laughing, "I am a person who has never gone to school for a day, and I am more knowledgeable than you."
"It's because I went to a private school that I was misled." Chen Pipi said depressedly: "I was still young at that time, and the cheating teacher said it."
Shen Lang was silent for a moment. He couldn't help but feel a little sad when he recalled his childhood. Other people's childhoods were beautiful. They went to private schools, had classmates, and had a childhood sweetheart classmate.
But Shen Lang, who has been wandering since childhood, had a miserable and boring childhood. Almost every day, he only thinks about three things: where to eat today, where to sleep at night, and whether it will be cold at night...
.
The only thing that made him feel worth recalling was only one or two things, such as a pair of jade-like little hands and a bowl of noodles brought to him on a snowy night...
"Well, we've arrived." Very abruptly, Chen Pipi pointed to the village below and said: "The following is Lingyin Town.
"Wait a minute, didn't we agree to go to Qingshui County first?" Shen Lang came to his senses and realized that there was something wrong with where he went. According to the process of his mission, he should go to Qingshui County first and meet Yulin.
Only the prince can do it.
"I'm on my way, of course I have the final say where to go first." Chen Pipi said: "Besides, we happened to be passing by here. Sister Ling Shuang is down there, how can we not go and take a look?"
"You can go, but I won't go." Shen Lang shook his head repeatedly.
"I'll delay you for a day at most, what's the big deal?" Chen Pipi had already landed with the spiritual weapon.
"I'm not going anyway!" Shen Lang jumped directly from Chen Pipi's spiritual weapon.
According to previously known information, Lu Lingshuang from Cihang Taoist Academy, candidates for true disciples from Qingyun Sect, and even people from Lingyun Sect, and many righteous monks gathered in Lingyin Town!
This undoubtedly means that the legendary evil cultivator may have appeared near Lingyin Town! Are you kidding? You haven't finished your mission yet, so you go to join in the evil cultivator's fun?
Isn't this just free time? The candidates for the true disciples are so strong, of course they have to handle their affairs, and it's not Shen Lang's turn to interfere.
"The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, we will meet again later!" Thinking like this, Shen Lang took out the soul-beating stick and was about to leave.
However, just when he was about to leave without looking back, he suddenly smelled a vague fragrance coming from the direction of Lingyin Town.
"Is this smell... really such a coincidence?" Shen Lang was shocked and went directly to an elegant and quiet courtyard in Lingyin Town.
"What's going on with this kid?" Chen Pipi scratched his head, wondering what Shen Lang was up to.
The closer he got, the stronger the fragrance became. Shen Lang smelled the fragrance, but as if he had lost his soul, he left everything behind. He ignored the monk guard standing in front of the house and did not care.
Regardless of where this place is, my mind is completely immersed in the memories of ten years ago.
At this time, there was an aftertasteful aroma, a touching aroma, an unforgettable aroma for Shen Lang. It was actually the aroma of green onions fried in a pan, the aroma of a bowl of scallion oil noodles.
Ten years ago, in the warm water town of Jiangnan, there was a heavy snowfall that had never happened in a century. A wandering young boy walked on the empty street in the cold night, holding his little hands that had been frozen.
Perhaps it was too cold that night and the snow that night was too heavy. All the doors on the street were tightly closed. The hungry and cold boy was so helpless and pitiful.
But just when he thought he was going to starve and freeze to death in the Jiangnan water town, he didn't dare to take another look before. Without looking, he knew that a wealthy family that he couldn't afford to offend and couldn't reach opened a path for him.
Door.
Under the warm goose-yellow candlelight, there was a young girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, serving him a bowl of noodles, a bowl of hot scallion oil noodles.
In the wind and snow, under the candlelight, the humble ten-year-old boy did not dare to take a closer look at the girl's appearance. He did not even dare to raise his head to take a look at such a rich lady. But he only remembered the rich lady's jade-like small hands.
, that life-saving bowl of hot noodles held in the cold wind...
In a daze, Shen Lang came to his senses, only to find that he had arrived at the kitchen door of this unknown house. There happened to be a young girl in green clothes who was sixteen or seventeen years old, carrying a bowl of fragrant scallion noodles.
"You can't go wrong, it just tastes like this." Shen Lang looked at the scallion noodles and the small white hands holding the noodles. Then, as if he wanted to make up for the regrets of ten years ago, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl's face.
She still has the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old Qingzhi, and the girl's picturesque and beautiful eyebrows sparkle with a faint light of goodwill.
"It's her! It must be her!"
Ten years ago, Shen Lang didn't dare to raise his head, so naturally he couldn't see the girl's face! But he believed that if he had really raised his head ten years ago, what he would have seen would be the soft and kind eyebrows in front of him. It's like, this
This bowl of noodles now is just like the bowl of noodles back then.
"No, it can't be her!"
Ten years ago was, after all, ten years ago. Shen Lang was only ten years old that year, and the girl was already sixteen or seventeen years old. Shen Lang is now twenty years old, and the girl she once was must have been twenty-six or seventeen years old.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Perhaps because Shen Lang had been staring at her for a long time, the girl in green's cheeks was already a little red.
"Um..." Shen Lang looked at the scallion noodles in the girl's hand and said with some embarrassment: "Did you make the scallion noodles?"
"Yes." The girl in green nodded, "I went to Jiangnan Water Town three years ago. I ate it once and liked it very much. But the mountains are high and the water is far away, and there are always a lot of inconveniences. So I learned to do it by myself for two years, but I still couldn't figure it out.
."
"It's already very authentic." Shen Lang said seriously.
"Thank you." The girl smiled sweetly, obviously enjoying the compliment.
"Um..." Shen Lang scratched his head in embarrassment, unable to suppress the thoughts in his heart, "Can you feed it to me?"