Mr. Le Xiao made the medicinal soup for the next morning after nine o'clock the night before. In the morning, he taught his younger brother swordsmanship and cultural lessons and then prepared the medicinal soup for the evening.
The medicinal soup only needs to be added with herbs or fuel on time, and does not need to be guarded all the time. She put a picture table in the middle of the kitchen to draw drawings or write things.
The little Lolita, who was drawing at her desk, knew that Mr. Yan had come to the park and didn't bother to guess his purpose. She didn't look up until he ran to the door smelling of sweat.
Mr. Yan has been missing for a while. He probably ate a lot of wind and dew. His skin is very dark, and there is a green eye shadow around his eyes. There is also green stubble on his chin.
He probably didn't take a shower for two days and his body smell was "strong".
Someone hung a backpack on his shoulder, and with a haggard face, he ran to the door and stopped, smiling like a silly son of a landlord.
A certain foodie looked like he had a short-circuit in his brain. Le Yun blinked and joked: "Did the Yan family be promoted two levels from the proletariat because of your meritorious service?"
"No, my grandpa passed away early and will no longer have the chance to be promoted." Yan Xing, who was in a daze, looked at the little Loli inexplicably and couldn't figure out why she said such a strange sentence.
Yan Zhihuo's IQ was not up to par. Le Yun looked at him faintly: "It seems that you have been on a mission for too long and may have lost touch with human society."
"I've only been out for twenty days, how long has it been?" Yan Xing pursed his lips and stepped across the threshold. He ran a few steps to the little Loli's side, pulled a chair next to the dining table and sat down.
Feeling that the little loli was looking at him a little strangely, he scratched his head: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"Look at how handsome you are." There's nothing to admire. Of course, when Yan's IQ is not online, he is silly, naive and stupid, which is in contrast to his tall and majestic body.
It is estimated that he went on a mission to deep mountains and old forests or remote no-man's land. He is tall and has long legs, but his thinking and IQ are short and his legs cannot keep up with his speed, so he was left in a corner and did not follow him home.
He didn't react, and he didn't look like he had anything serious to do with her. Le Yun didn't bother to care about the purpose of his visit, and continued to draw the drawings.
The little Lolita said that he was handsome, but for the first time she did not attack him cruelly, and Yan Xing suddenly felt that the world was beautiful.
Something is simmering on the kitchen stove, and the aroma is rich.
The little Lolita's unique body fragrance is like a breeze breaking through the thick fog, elegant and refreshing.
Smelling the elegant fragrance that can calm the soul, Yan Xing felt less sleepy and tired. He sat quietly and admired the little Lolita who was drawing pictures.
He didn't study the design she was drawing, he just looked at her.
After staying for a while, I felt a little sleepy. In order to prevent myself from falling asleep, I slowly recalled the scenes of the little loli I saw today and analyzed why the little loli didn't quarrel with anyone today.
After thinking about it, I felt something was wrong.
Little Loli asked the Yan family if they had been promoted from the proletariat to two levels...
The proletariat is the poor peasants, the next level up are the poor peasants, and the richer ones are... the landlords?
The Yan family was upgraded from poor peasants to a local government, and he is the child of the Yan family.
So, the little loli said in a roundabout way that he was the stupid son of a landlord!
Also, the little Loli said that he has been out of touch with society for too long, is she obviously indirectly saying that his IQ is not online?
He also felt guilty about the little Lolita so he didn't quarrel with him. How could he not quarrel with him? It was clear that he quarreled with him as soon as he opened his mouth.
If you don’t analyze, you don’t know. Yan Xing felt bad all the time. He sat up straight and gritted his teeth angrily: "Little Lolita, where am I stupid? Can you stop saying that I am a stupid son of a landlord?"
A certain big fan reacted belatedly, and Le Yun replied without raising her head: "Sure enough, you have been away from the crowd for too long on a mission, and your reflex arc has been stretched too long."
"You're going around the corner again and saying that my IQ is not up to par, little loli, can you please stop making personal attacks?" Yan Xing was so angry that he turned into a pufferfish.
Sure enough, he has a beautiful heart and a kind heart that doesn't go well with the little Lolita. If she doesn't quarrel with him, the sun will rise in the west or the moon will rise in the west.
Every time he thought that little Loli had a conscience and thought it would be hard for him not to stab him with a knife, he would later realize that he was wrong.
Yan Xing's face was so angry that he wanted to run away.
Very good, Yan's foodie's IQ has finally caught up with his long legs, Le Yun is still leisurely and contented: "I thought you were tall and had long legs, but your IQ and legs were too short to keep up with your speed and you were left behind."
On the way to the mission, it seems that your short-legged IQ has finally caught up with you."
"Another personal attack. My IQ is off the charts." Yan Xing was angry. He was just too happy to see her. He temporarily forgot to maintain the good style of fighting wits and courage with others. He didn't use his brain to think and failed in the first place.
Did you react immediately?
"If your IQ is online, check yourself and see what you look like." A certain IQ chased him to the paradise, but has not yet integrated with him.
"What do I look like? Aren't I just known to be a super handsome guy who is tall and tall, with a handsome face?" He is good-looking, which is a fact recognized by the aristocratic circles of the capital.
Someone also learned about handsome guy Liu's narcissism. Le Yun curled her lips and said, "Please go look in the mirror, smell your own scent, and then organize your words."
What do you mean, little loli? A big question mark flashed in Yan Xing's mind, and his reaction was very real. He sniffed his left and right shoulders and raised his arms to sniff.
The smell of sweat on my body seems a bit stronger.
The next moment, his face turned red and he remembered that he hadn't showered for three days!
When he realized that he was covered in stinky sweat, it was as if a spring was sitting under his buttocks. He jumped up and rushed out of the restaurant and went straight to the bathroom opposite.
I ran into the courtyard and found that I didn't have any clothes to change with me. I stopped, turned around and ran back, rushing into the central hall of the treasure chest like a gust of wind, picked up my backpack and rushed out like a whirlwind.
After getting his luggage and backpack, Yan Xing rushed into the bathroom with a flushed face. He didn't dare to look in the mirror and took a shower first.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yan's foodie body odor is strong, and he brought up a strong gust of wind when he rushed out, and another gust of wind when he rushed back. Le Xiaololi, who was ignored by the wind twice, sighed helplessly.
Yan Fantan always does stupid things when his IQ is not online, which makes people really worried about him sometimes.
If you ask her why she always quarrels with Yan, it's nothing. She just can't help but want to quarrel with him.
Yan went out for a long time, and the strong fragrance wafting from the stove finally swallowed up his body odor.
Le Xiaoxiao finished the drawing in his hand, then flattened it on a piece of A3 paper, made a dozen strokes, got up and went to the kitchen to add silver box charcoal to the stove, and poured two cups of medicinal juice into the medicine cauldron.
Then I took out a soup bowl from the cupboard, took another kind of pearl rice, added water and put it in the kitchen to soak.
She would make a soup to increase her height, and would not go out to eat. Instead, she would make nutritious meals for her brother, either wild rice or bamboo rice, which were soaked eight to six hours in advance.
In the evening, I made wild rice for my younger brother. The rice was rationed. With Yan’s foodie habit, he came back from a mission and ran to the park without even taking a shower. He couldn’t leave without eating a few meals, so he had to prepare a portion for him.
food.
It was still early to steam the rice, so the little Loli soaked the pearl rice and sat down to draw paper in the restaurant.
Young Master Yan hid in the bathroom and took a shower several times. He didn't stop until he felt that the shower was fragrant. He dared to look in the mirror after he felt completely refreshed.
I wouldn’t know if I didn’t take the photo, but I was shocked when I took the photo.
I got a job and my hair grew a lot. Because I didn't have a haircut, it was uneven and messy. There is no beauty, only messiness.
There is also stubble on the chin, which is green in color, especially like the green skin of a monk when his hair first grows after returning to secular life.
Probably because I was exposed to the wind, rain, sun, and dew for a long time, my skin became very rough, and I also had several blackheads and a few small beans on my forehead.
The face is still the same, no matter how you look at it, it can't be compared with the handsomeness.
Even after all the cleaning work, it still looked like a bird. Before I took care of it, I didn’t know how dirty it was.
No wonder little Loli suspected that his IQ was lost on the road.
Thinking about how narcissistically he said he was a well-known handsome guy, Yan Xing was so embarrassed that he could dig out Lake Baikal with his toes.
Embarrassed, Young Master Yan scratched his hair, found a razor in the tool cabinet on the side, and shaved off the stubble that had just appeared on his head.
He also wanted to trim his hair, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability.
I stared at him in the mirror for a long time. Although his image was far from the handsome look that made men want to punch him before, at least it was more pleasing to the eye.
He had no choice but to wash the dirty clothes he had changed and dry them on the clothes drying rack under the corridor outside the smoker, next to Xiao Leshan's clothes, and then he bravely went back to the pantry.
When Mr. Yan returned to the restaurant, he saw that the little Loli was still drawing diligently. She put her backpack at the foot of the chair and acted like a quiet handsome man.
Le Xiaololi ignored him and drew four pictures in a row. She got up and went to the kitchen to add fuel. She added a few bowls of medicinal soup to the pot for making medicinal soup. Then she mixed the wild rice and pearl rice and put it in a pot.
A large pottery tureen was placed at the mouth of the medicine cauldron to serve as a lid.
The rice needs to be steamed for at least one and a half minutes. Le Xiaoxiao walked back to the restaurant, sat down and took a look at the Yan foodie who had cleaned up and regained a bit of handsomeness: "You just came back to Beijing and went to the amusement park. What's the serious business?"
It means that if you have something serious to say, just say it. If you don't have something serious to say, just show off and go back to your own turf.
The little Lolita was very ruthless and would drive her away if nothing happened. Yan Xing understood the hidden meaning of the little Lolita and pursed his lips: "It's business."
For fear of being kicked out by the little lolita, he didn't dare to play tricks, so he picked up his backpack, took out two bags, and then opened it to reveal two boxes.
One is a jade box that once came from Xiao Loli. It contains several dried black ginseng and four fresh black ginseng.
Inside a wooden box were several incomplete pieces of animal shells and bamboo, as well as a pile of silk.
Before Yan Zhihuo said anything, Le Yun only glanced at the thing to know what it was, and frowned: "The things in that wooden box were all from the pit. Did they come from the hands of official thieves, or did you get them from tomb robbers?"
