Bar Refining Practice Manual

Seeing Duan Linfeng standing there with a tangled face and not speaking for a long time, Cheng Ran was puzzled, "Do you feel unwell?"

After thinking for a long time, Prince Duan's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "There is a little bit."

"Then let's go back." Cheng Ran was considerate.

"Go inside and have a cup of hot water," Prince Duan said, "I have a gold card from this store." After thinking about it, he added, "I occasionally come to live here when I'm doing business."

"Alright." Cheng Ran was indeed thirsty after eating, and didn't care much about Duan Linfeng's lame reason.

The two walked to the hotel together. Prince Duan was thinking about calling someone to blow up the tires, but it seemed that there was no time and he was worried about what to do. The lobby manager came over to say hello, "Mr. Duan is free to come over today. " After finishing speaking, he looked at Cheng Ran next to him calmly, and said with a smile, "Is it still the original room?"

Prince Duan: "..." What the hell are you laughing at? It looks like what this king has done before. In fact, there is no such thing. Every time I come here to discuss business, but pure, Duan Linfeng said with a cold face, "No, Come and rest."

The manager nodded to greet Duan Linfeng to sit down and asked someone to pour water.

As soon as the person left, Prince Duan quickly explained to Cheng Ran, "I used to come here to discuss business." I really didn't do anything.

"Yeah." Cheng Ran sat on the sofa and smiled at him.

Duan Wangye was very uncomfortable. He felt that he was a bit stupid today. Why did he suddenly want to stay in a hotel when he was so good? Prince Duan took out the gold card from his pocket and handed it to Cheng Ran, "This is for you."

Cheng Ran checked if he didn't reach out to take it, and asked him, "What are you doing for me?"

"The environment here is good, you can talk about business or vacation, and the food is delicious." Duan Linfeng stated the reason, "If you work nearby in the future, you can come and live here."

"No need," Cheng Ran took out an identical one from his wallet and showed him.

wipe!Prince Duan was a little confused. The gold card in this shop was very limited, and his status was either rich or expensive, but how could there be? Speaking of which, he was really puzzled by Cheng Ran's so much money, "Of course, besides filming, you have What are you doing?"

"Master bought a few pieces of land more than ten years ago." Cheng Ran put away the card and said casually.

Duan Linfeng: "..." He really has a business mind.

Because the idea of ​​suddenly wanting to stay in a hotel was too stupid, the two of them took a rest and left after drinking water.

Sitting in the car, Duan Linfeng propped his head on one hand and meditated. He went through everything that happened to him from when he met Cheng Ran to now. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong. Were you sick before?"

A few minutes later, Grandpa Duan replied, "You have always been sick."

No... Duan Linfeng was speechless looking at the message, and replied after a moment of silence, "I'll go over and talk about it tomorrow."

The two listened to the crosstalk all the way home. Duan Rui was working in the kitchen wearing an apron. When he heard the door open, he poked his head out, "Brother, you are back. I made pork rib soup and I'll make it up for you." .

"How is it? Is it delicious?" The younger brother blinked and stood by the sofa looking at his brother and sister-in-law. It was made after hours of stewing and wasting a lot of ribs.

"The ribs are too thick, the soup is too greasy," Prince Duan commented objectively, "the taste is not good either."

Duan Rui was not happy, "But I tasted it and it was pretty good."

"What can you taste by eating in the school cafeteria every day." Duan Linfeng knocked his younger brother on the head, "The ribs are cooked anyway, let's keep working hard."

The younger brother stood there silent, feeling that he had been hit.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Cheng Ran put the bowl on the table, "It tastes very homely, not bad."

"Really?" The younger brother's eyes lit up instantly, thinking that sister-in-law is more knowledgeable, looking at her sister-in-law and asked shyly, "Then...will he like it if I make it for Teacher Pan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was severely reprimanded by his brother, "Don't do it to him!"

"Why?" The younger brother looked at his elder brother with a drawn out tone.

"No reason, go wash the dishes." Duan Linfeng stood up and walked upstairs.

The younger brother curled his lips at his older brother's back, then turned around and whispered to his sister-in-law, "I think my brother is not normal today."

"You are enough of the abnormal people in our family." Prince Duan, who had already gone upstairs, stood upstairs and looked at his younger brother.

"You can hear all of this!" The younger brother was shocked, and angrily picked up the bowl on the table and went into the kitchen, feeling that this family couldn't be accommodated.

"What are you talking about Ruarui?" Cheng Ran asked Duan Linfeng when he was practicing at night, and he always felt that he was particularly strict tonight.

"It's worthless," Duan Linfeng hated iron for not being able to make a steel road, "If you don't beat and beat, you can pack yourself and send it to someone's door."

Cheng Ran couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Duan Linfeng looked at him.

"It's nothing." Cheng Ran thought for a while, "I think the way you express your concern is... special."

"Special?" Duan Linfeng muttered softly, looking at Cheng Ran who had closed his eyes again and was about to practice, he asked cautiously, "Of course, do you sometimes think that I...is weird?"

"Strange?" Cheng Ran looked up at him, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Duan Linfeng hesitated for a moment, "I just talk and do things, do you feel a little... abnormal." Compared with the second neuropathy or something.

"No," Cheng Ran thought for a while and shook his head, "I've lived alone in the mountains for a long time, and there are quite a few people in the circle who say that I have a low EQ."

It's fine if not, Duan Linfeng felt relieved, for the first time, he felt that there was nothing wrong with a little low EQ.

Both of them went to bed early that night, Cheng Ran was a bit tired after going out, and Duan Linfeng was lying on the bed because of something on his mind, unable to fall asleep, and finally turned out the small stone in his pocket and grabbed it in his hand Only then lay back down again.

Cheng Ran doesn't like to stay in bed very much, and he got up early the next day. When he went downstairs, Duan Rui was cooking porridge, and the sweet and glutinous smell wafted from the kitchen to the living room. Sentence "early."

"Want to help?" Cheng Ran poured a glass of boiled water and went to the kitchen door.

"No, no, no," Duan Rui shook his head, "It's porridge and pickles, it'll be quick."

After confirming that he didn't need help, Cheng Ran went to the living room to check his email with his mobile phone.

After a while, Duan Rui wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen, and glanced at the stairs, "Is my brother still up?"

"Not yet," Cheng Ran thought for a while, and felt that Duan Linfeng had been a little abnormal since last night, "Probably I'm tired from work recently."

Duan Rui put the porridge on the table, took the plate, opened the mustard greens and poured it in, and gave a very scheming assist, "Then can you ask my brother to come down to eat?"

"Let him sleep a little longer." Cheng Ran put down his phone and stood up, "You can drink the porridge as soon as it's hot. I have a script to read, so let's go first."

"Eh, no," Duan Rui called Cheng Ran, "then you have to drink the porridge before leaving." Eating alone is miserable.

"No," Cheng Ran changed his shoes at the door, "I'm running out of time, I ate bread, so I'll tell your brother."

"..."

There was the sound of closing the door with a "click", Duan Xiaowang was holding the mustard bag with a dazed expression on his face, no, why did he just leave.

Duan Rui finished the porridge by himself, warmed the rest in the rice cooker, and then decisively returned to school with his schoolbag, because if he stayed, he would definitely be beaten by his brother.

So he suffered from insomnia all night, and Prince Duan, who fell asleep at four or five o'clock, saw Zhang Fangqing sitting on the sofa when he came downstairs.

"Why are you here?" Duan Linfeng was surprised, looking around the room, he found that his wife and younger brother didn't seem to be there, "Where are they?"

"Report to the boss," Zhang Fangqing put away the notebook that counted overtime pay, "The princess is going to discuss the script, the little prince is back to school, let me take care of you when you leave."

"Princess?" Duan Linfeng frowned slightly, thinking of the title "Prince Duan" was a bit embarrassing for a while, and coughed in a concealed manner, "Take me to the old house."

"Ruirui warmed up porridge for you, drink it before you go." Zhang Fangqing reminded, after all, the boss is a wounded person.

After finishing finishing his cuffs, Duan Linfeng nodded upon hearing what Zhang Fangqing said, "Alright."

After dinner, Zhang Fangqing sent Duan Linfeng to Duan's old house. Grandpa Duan was squatting in the small garden with a small hoe planting flowers. When he saw him, he greeted, "Here, come and help."

Duan Linfeng rolled up his sleeves and walked over to take the hoe in his hand, "What are you planting?"

"I don't know." Grandpa Duan shook his head, "I planted the seeds that Lao Gao gave me."

Duan Linfeng picked up the seeds next to him, looked down and began to dig the soil.

"How about it?" Old Man Duan asked him, "I heard that I've been living with you recently."

"The news is quite well-informed," Duan Linfeng kept moving his hands, "That little traitor Duan Rui told you?"

"How can you say that about my brother!" Grandpa Duan was upset, "Old Gao told me."

"Really?" Duan Linfeng changed his line and continued, "I thought he wouldn't want me to be with Ranran." The precious apprentice from childhood to adulthood, his eyes were like protecting.

"I didn't want it at first, but since I know..." Grandpa Duan paused, stroked his chin and looked at his grandson, and concluded after a while, "You are not normal today."

"It was abnormal in the past," Duan Linfeng patted the soil on his hands, "It's been much better since breaking through the fourth stage."

"Let's just say that it's good for you to stay with Ranran often, the spiritual energy in him..." Grandpa Duan put the seeds one by one in the small pit, looked at the grandson who lowered his head to hoe the weeds next to him, the old man sighed, " forget it. I'm done here."

Duan Linfeng buried the seeds with soil, and raised his head after more than half of the work, "It's been hard for you all these years."

"It's not hard, it's not hard," Grandpa Duan laughed, "It's fun when you're mentally retarded, and you have a sense of proportion in major matters." After speaking, he seemed to be a little regretful, "It's just that I'm not used to being normal all of a sudden."

Duan Linfeng: "..." Is it my grandfather?