The Life of the Blessed One

On the weekend, Ms. Zhou and Hebei went to the city hospital.

You heard them say that there is an expert in the city hospital who has just returned from abroad, and he has made great achievements in his heart and out.

The nanny is on vacation, and no one is cooking at home. Zhou Duo is lying on the sofa typing with his computer in his arms. In addition to tutoring Junchu during this winter vacation, he spends the rest of his time writing novels to make money. Junchu sometimes sees him writing until midnight , He is not short of money, I really don't know why he works so hard.

"What do you know, you little brat." Teacher Zhou rolled his eyes at him. His brother is still a bachelor at 24. He has no diploma, no job and no savings. Even if his brother is handsome, how can he get a girlfriend without three melons and two dates?

His brother is unreliable, he doesn't care about girlfriends, marriages, houses and cars, he has to keep it in mind.

"I didn't expect it to be so difficult to marry a wife now." They would not be able to marry a wife if they had no land, land, and skills.

"Girls are very popular nowadays, even if the country divides one for each person, there are still 4000 to [-] million bachelors who are crying like rivers." Zhou Duo pointed at Jun Chu: "So you have to study hard, look at your small body, if you can't get it You will be bullied until you can’t find a job on your graduation certificate and go to the overpass to put on the film.” He said with his index finger to poke Jun Chu, what’s the use of looking better than him, a small body will fall down when poked... Fall, force, but still can't fall.

Teacher Zhou was angry: "Why are you just sitting there? Why don't you cook, and continue to learn English in the afternoon."

English... Junchu felt a headache, and even the steps he took were three catties heavier.

Jun Chu picks vegetables on the balcony with a basket.

Half a month ago, he picked up a few cardboard boxes to grow vegetables on the balcony. The soil is the spiritual soil in the Qiankun bag, and there are also spiritual seeds, but the spiritual vegetables grow fast, and the taste is far different from that in the vegetable market. He doesn't want to show it too much A lot, only the spirit soil is used, even so the growth of the side dishes is quite gratifying.

Among the several kinds of side dishes, shallots grow the fastest. Since the shallots grown by Junchu have grown, Ms. Zhou has not bought them outside.

In addition to shallots, Junchu also picked a handful of cabbage today, and Zhou Duo, who was in the middle, stepped in and said, "Eat the noodles!" His tone was a bit disappointed, but he didn't say much, and went to the living room after a stroll.

Ten minutes later, Junchu came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles. The fresh and attractive aroma of the noodles filled the room. King Zhou wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and sat down at the dining table.

The snow-white noodles are uniform, just the size of two adults. The surface is covered with green grass-colored cabbage, and the clusters are pleasing to look at. The emerald green shallots are floating in the clear soup.

White is white, green is green, just the appearance can make people move their index fingers, not to mention the side dishes that grow in the spiritual soil.

Zhou Duo took a bite of the cabbage, and the incomparably fresh taste made him feel like he was in a clear river. The river water was not bland and tasteless like a greenhouse, but had a special sweetness, and it was this sweetness that made him keep pouring it into his mouth. Rice dishes.

When I came back to my senses, the cabbage in the bowl had already been eaten.

Zhou Duo's appetite was great, and he stretched out his chopsticks for the noodles that he didn't usually like. There were soft and hard, hard and soft, extremely strong, not too hard, and not too soft, just like tailor-made , eat and want to eat.

Not only vegetables and noodles, Zhou Duo even drank the soup completely.

Zhou Duo didn't like pasta since he was a child, and he was still a carnivore. In order to make him eat an extra chopstick of vegetables, Ms. Zhou and the nanny tried their best, but the effect was still not good.

Today, he ate up a large bowl of noodles, and was still not satisfied. He cut another bowl of noodles, picked two handfuls of cabbage, and then patted his stomach and burped.

Jun Chu was dumbfounded, is this a pig?

Zhou Duo rubbed his stomach with a satisfied face, changed his previous dislike of growing balcony vegetables, and took a fancy photo with his mobile phone. The four-frame vegetables were just enough to make up a nine-square grid, and he posted a meager——

——After eating the vegetables I grew myself today, I realized that what I ate before was not vegetables, but grass! ——

Yep, it's grown by itself.

In the study room, Junchu was doing papers, Zhou Duo was writing a novel, and there was a faint quarrel coming from the crack of the door.

"Hebei, let me tell you, if I say no birth, it means no birth."

"I didn't say that you must give birth. I just wanted to discuss it with you. You know my parents are old..."

"I don't care, I just don't want to give birth anyway, you have to find someone else to give birth... bang!" Ms. Zhou slammed the door and ran out.

Zhou Duo crawled on the crack of the door and saw Hebei chasing him out with his fucking coat. He turned around and picked up the cell phone on the desk to call his brother.

The phone rang five times before it was picked up.

"Brother, our mother and Hebei have quarreled again. We have only quarreled twice this month, and today we made our mother go away... What can I do? It's just about having children... They will definitely not grow up...Brother , you wait for me, when our mother divorces, we can live together again. The editor said that there is a company that wants to buy the film and television copyright of my novels. Adding up my previous savings, I can make a down payment for a small couple... Hey, you said me again, I really didn’t cause damage, they can blame me if they can’t live on their own... Okay, let’s not talk about it, your phone must be turned on, I don’t know where you are and the signal is too bad gone."

King Zhou hung up the phone, very happy.

Jun Chu, who was buried in the paper, raised his head, "Divorce? I think they have a good relationship."

Ms. Zhou is a housewife, and Hebei is a high-ranking official. It is reasonable to say that Hebei should be in charge of the family, but Ms. Zhou has the final say in this family. Ms. Zhou often runs out, and she doesn't know what she is doing. None, all the calls are from Hebei. When Ms. Zhou is at home and the nanny is resting, the cooking and housework are also from Hebei.

Except for occasional quarrels, the couple is a model couple who mix oil with each other.

divorce?Junchu thinks it is impossible.

Zhou Duo laughed at his naivety.

Although his mother was a school flower when she was young, but after all, she is old and her charm is still there, but she can't compare with the fresh and tender little flower outside.

An official in Hebei, in this land, dare not say how big an official is, he has some energy, he is in the prime of life, and he has a flat head and a straight face, and he has a bright future in the future.

His mother's second marriage brings a baby to a first-time high-ranking official, even though his mother is his first love, that is fantasy enough, Zhou Duo dare not write such content in novels, for fear of being criticized by readers.

The two have feelings, but there is also a contradiction, and it is a big contradiction.

Hebei is middle-aged, and the children of his colleagues who are the same age as him are all in junior high school.In their work unit in Hebei, he has no children. His old parents in his hometown also said that no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, he must have one, but his mother still doesn't have one.

Their marriage is like a boat in a storm, it might capsize in the next second.

Looking forward to their shipwreck, King Zhou looked at the balance in Alipay and remembered the news that has been hotly discussed recently——

——The tomb robber was dismembered by a sharp weapon after drinking——

That's the tomb robber who stole the golden monkey. He was sitting next to him. Why did he patronize the skewer and call 110, and a reward of 15 is [-] and three.

Hey, missed it.

The more Zhou Duo thought about it, the more he regretted it. He smacked his lips and asked Jun to buy ice cream because of his thirst.

Jun Chu: "Why don't you drink water when you're thirsty and want to eat ice cream?"

Zhou Duo: "I would like to."

Jun Chu: "You eat it, why am I buying it?"

Zhou Duo: "I taught you how to read, and you charged your tuition?" He didn't tell Jun that his mother told the surrounding shops and supermarkets not to sell ice cream to him.

Jun Chu was persuaded by him, put down the ball pen and went to buy ice cream for Mr. Zhou.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he walked three streets to buy the snow doll ice cream that Zhou Duo wanted.

Jun Chu bought three sticks, one was eaten while walking, and two sticks were brought back and one could be eaten.

Not to mention, eating ice cream in winter is really special.

Satisfied with the soft milk-flavored ice cream in his mouth, Jun Chuan walked slowly on the street with his magical skills.

"Who is in front, stop for me."

A voice sounded, and Jun looked out, and the person who had merged into the night came out of the night.

The black woolen coat outlines his thin and powerful waistline, and the tight jeans make his legs look longer. He wears leather shoes, but walks lighter than a cat.

He pointed at Junchu to check his ID card.

Jun Chu recognized him, the cold-faced handsome guy who fascinated the little nuns in Mount Emei.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Bai Yan, I'm coming out, we met in Mount Emei..."

"I have no impression." Bai Yan interrupted him coldly.

It's embarrassing because people don't remember him at all.

Junchu handed the brand new ID card in front of him.

There are so many strange things these days, zombies are in business, and monks are the police.

Bai Yan: "Are you kidding me?"

Jun Chu: "..."

Bai Yan: "What I want to see is the monk's ID card."

Jun Chu: "?"

Looking at his novice appearance, Bai Yan knew that he hadn't registered with the division, and probably didn't even know what division 22 was.

I don't know which sect it is, but I didn't even tell the juniors this common sense, so I went down the mountain in a daze.

Bai Yan asked Jun to report to the sect of the mountain gate, and then called back to the bureau to check.

"Young Master, there is no one registered at the Yuqing Gate of Wuyin Mountain." Said Tang Ming, a police officer.

"not a single one?"

"No."

Bai Yan hung up the phone and asked, "How many years have you been living in Yuqingmen?"

"Thousands of years."

"I didn't realize that it's still a thousand-year-old school." Bai Yan didn't need divine sense, he could see it with his naked eyes, the aura overflowing from Junchu as the center, and he dared to enter the world to practice in a mere foundation.

"Mr. Police Officer, if it's okay, can I go?" The ice cream melted, and Jun Chu stuck out his tongue to lick the ice cream stick.

Bai Yan was so disgusted that he immediately took three steps back.

Now that the human race is booming, luck is unparalleled, and there are many more people with spiritual roots than in the ancient world of comprehension.

However, there are many temptations, such as TV series, movies, animation, food, and the worst of all evils - games!

There are endless online and mobile games, and new games are released almost every month. Now the glory of the king, half of the monks in the 22nd place alone are playing. Looking at the entire modern cultivation world, there are countless.

In the ancient world of comprehension, a golden core is not as good as a dog, and now you can get a leader.

The realm of comprehension is really depraved!