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The process of memory clearing is actually the process of sleeping.

Zhang Xian woke up feeling refreshed.

The memory of the pen fairy world is like a fragmented dream, with a few scene fragments appearing from time to time.

When you retire, you should retire well, and clean up the work content that needs to be kept secret. Zhang Xian is now a young man who came here for vacation.

Zhang Xian took a bath, walked slowly around the "Lotus Villa", which was considered a morning walk, and then had a good chat with the uncle who sold local eggs at the door.

When he left, there was a small basket of wild eggs in the trunk of the car.

"There are at least fifty of them, and they will be ruined if you can't finish them." Tang Changyue was a little distressed.

"Changyue, it's not easy for her to get up so early as she's getting older." Zhang Xian felt slightly embarrassed, and "asked for instructions", "Then what, let's go to the countryside to help the poor?"

Tang Changyue immediately waved her hand: "No, I'm not saying you shouldn't buy it! I'm just thinking about how to store it!"

"You are a young man, and you have grown up. There is no harm in eating more." Zhang Xian smiled.

"I will work hard!"

This time Tang Changyue drove the car herself.

As soon as Zhang Xian had an accident, Tang Changyue became nervous and reflected on her lack of work.

Taking advantage of Zhang Xian's time to clean up his memory, Tang Changyue immediately made a remedy: he submitted an application for using the car.

I got the car keys early the next morning, a low-key black Volvo, probably new.

"Brother Yan, go back to the nursing home?"

"Ah."

Zhang Xian is currently living in the third nursing home, a year-round private room, on the fourth floor, facing the sun, 120 square meters, three bedrooms and two living rooms, one person and one bathroom, with a kitchen and a small balcony, and all electrical facilities are available.

There is an elevator in the building, a rehabilitation room on the first floor, and a small garden on the top floor.

Doctors are on call 24 hours a day.Professional errand runners are dispatched at will from six in the morning to ten in the evening, no matter what to buy or what business to do, as long as there is a request, they can be satisfied.

The cleaners come to do the cleaning every day.The neighbors upstairs and downstairs are all people who come here for recuperation and rehabilitation, with a peaceful mind and a kind attitude.

Zhang Xian can live here as long as he likes.

Drive all the way back to the nursing home.

Taking advantage of Tang Changyue's parking time, Zhang Xian stood in front of the mailbox downstairs in No. 1, holding a newspaper and waiting for others.

Not long after, Tang Changyue came out of the parking lot with an egg in one hand and Zhang Xian's handbag in the other.

The two went upstairs, opened the door, and entered the house.

Zhang Xian sat down on the sofa and stretched himself: "It's still comfortable at home."

The windows are bright and clean, the interior furnishings are simple and elegant, and the overall tone is warm and bright, which makes people feel warm and warm.

On the coffee table, on the window sill, and on the bookshelf, there are small bouquets of flowers, all in full bloom, this is Tang Changyue's handwriting.

Tang Changyue walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to put eggs, and a voice came from afar: "Yes."

Zhang Xian pressed the switch of the electric kettle on the coffee table, took a white porcelain teacup from the tea tray, then pulled the handbag, took out the small pot inside, and prepared to make herbal tea.

When he opened the handbag on the coffee table and took out the mobile phone, charger, notebook and pen to tidy up, he suddenly froze.

This thing...how did it get in here?

The so-called "this thing" has a yellow body, a red mouth, and black peas eyes.

It's a little plastic duck.

To be precise, it was originally stuck in Lao Guo's car, but when Lao Guo and Zhang Xian wrestled, it knocked off.

It happened that the handbag was open, and the little yellow duck fell into the bag.

The little yellow duck, which is only one-third the size of a mobile phone, is quite inconspicuous in the bag.

Tang Changyue and Zhang Xian didn't have the habit of counting items outside, so they just brought them around, and the little yellow duck followed Zhang Xian back home.

"This little thing..."

Zhang Xian rubbed his forehead, and some elusive fragments flashed in his mind for a moment.

He stared at the little yellow duck, thoughtful.

Squeeze it freely and place it in the middle of the coffee table.

Look at it, and then put it next to the vase.

He looked again, and suddenly put it on the button of the teacup lid.

The button is flat, just holding the little yellow duck firmly.

The cup lid is pure white, white with yellow|color, it seems to be pretty.

Zhang Xian took great pleasure in playing with the little yellow duck.

Tang Changyue piled up the eggs, and as soon as he opened the kitchen door, he saw Zhang Xian playing with a toy duck there, and couldn't help being amused:

"Is this so fun?"

He hadn't thought about the origin of the little yellow duck.

——What bad thoughts can the little yellow duck have?

Zhang Xian picked up the little yellow duck, squeezed it to Tang Changyue and said, "It's very interesting... Squeezing this thing is addictive, try it."

Tang Changyue came over and squeezed.

It feels flexible and has moderate elasticity. Every time you pinch the little yellow duck, it will tilt its head in a daze, so cute.

"No wonder foreigners like to put one in the bathtub."

"tub?"

"In the beginning, it was for children to play and attract attention. Adults took the opportunity to give children a good bath. Later, adults discovered that pinching while taking a bath can reduce stress. Then somehow, it became a popular toy."

"Then I'll give it a try." Zhang Xian said enthusiastically, "Is it okay to soak your feet in it?"

It is said to be a foot bath, but it is actually a foot bath, a medicated bath, and you have to go into the bathtub anyway.

Tang Changyue saw that Zhang Xian was interested, so she had to support her: "Of course!"

After a pause, he added another question: "Is it just one? Will it be a little lonely?"

Zhang Xian took it for granted: "If you feel good, buy a few more and play in turn."

"what?"

Tang Changyue didn't know why.

Zhang Xian took his time and explained from a pragmatic point of view: "This little thing is soaked in water every day. It is easy to wash the outside, but it is not easy to wash the inside. If it is not cleaned, it will easily breed bacteria."

"It makes sense." Tang Changyue immediately made a memo.

At night, in addition to the medicine bag in Zhang Xian's bathtub, a little yellow duck was added, floating on the steaming water, dumbfounded and obedient.

"It's quite cute." Zhang Xian stretched out his hand to pinch, and made an attributive sentence.

Soaked in hot water softened and felt better.

Tang Changyue set a timer for 10 minutes, then left the bathroom, letting Zhang Xian take a bath and play with the little yellow duck casually.

The water temperature is not very high, because the right leg does not feel the heat, preventing low-temperature burns.

Zhang Xian was leaning against the wall of the bathtub, paddling the water with his movable left leg, while his right leg was soaked in the brown potion, quietly, motionless, looking whiter and whiter.

Even if you massage every day, your muscles will inevitably atrophy slightly, and the difference will be even more obvious when you put them together with healthy legs.

Especially the knee joint and ankle joint, the joints are protruding, which is quite ugly to be honest.

If Zhang Xian said that he didn't care about it at all, then he was really an immortal Buddha who jumped out of the five elements and three realms.Who can not care about this matter, it is just to accept the status quo earlier than others.

And he is still very active in rehabilitation.

The little yellow duck was floating on the water, Zhang Xian squeezed enough, paddled the water, let it "swim" to the other side of the bathtub, and touched the little yellow duck's belly with his toes.

He used his right leg as a highway, trying to make the little yellow duck "swim" in a straight line.

While teasing, he stared at the little yellow duck in a daze.

I don't know when, my right leg seems to have a little tingling... Huh?

Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows slightly.

He grabbed the little yellow duck, put it on his right knee, and carefully perceived the perception.

"strangeness……"

Zhang Xian looked at it with a scrutiny.

"Isn't it safe here...?"

He was out of his mind again.

The next day, I went out for a walk, got a newspaper, had breakfast, and went to the balcony to read the newspaper.

This is Zhang Xian's schedule.

The balcony is fully enclosed, and there are green plants on the window sill, including shallots, cabbage, peppers, groundnuts and tomatoes, which are both aesthetically pleasing and in line with the traditional skills of florists.

There is a set of wooden tables and chairs at one end of the balcony. There are a few pillows and cushions piled up on the chairs. There is a glass vase on the table with a few sunflowers inserted. It looks very bourgeois at first glance.

Of course, this is also Tang Changyue's handwriting.

Zhang Xian spent half an hour reading the newspaper, and another half an hour taking notes. The main task in the morning was completed. Next, he practiced calligraphy and wrote some psychological chicken soup for life insights... No, no, write a thought experience.

Regarding the summary report of his experience in the E-class world, he dictated the main points to Tang Changyue in the car, and sent it to Jing Rong for review and filing when he was clearing his memory.

Next, have lunch, take a short lunch break, go downstairs for rehabilitation, have a cup of afternoon tea, and chat and gossip with the patients.

Eat dinner while watching the news broadcast, take a walk, have a physical therapy massage, soak your feet, sleep...

——Before going to bed, I solemnly made a request to Tang Changyue: move.

"Moving?" Tang Changyue was surprised.

"Yes... Hey, don't worry, I don't think you've done a bad job here. I just think that my situation is stable now. There is no need to occupy such a good place. It should be given to those who need it more. I should also return One acre of my own land is divided into three parts, right?"

"Is it true that I didn't take good care of her?" Tang Changyue asked anxiously.

"Really, I'm not driving you away. The guest room is reserved for you. The overall layout is also entrusted to you." Zhang Xian said, "Look here, it's quiet at night, not even a square dancer. inconvenient."

He is looking forward to his retirement life very much.

Tang Changyue was a little moved by his words. Sanatoriums are good, but the only drawback is that they are out of touch with society.The age difference between the patients and Zhang Xian is too large. If this continues, it will be bad for Zhang Xian to become a little old man with no desires and desires.

Get in touch with people more, and Zhang Xian can get more fireworks.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Tang Changyue agreed.

"Yeah." Zhang Xian nodded.

He squeezed the little yellow duck lying quietly in his pocket, and took it back to the bedroom.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that the little yellow duck is cute, so go ahead and buy it."

"Okay." Tang Changyue immediately opened Taobao to place an order, and the task was completed in less than 5 minutes.

Zhang Xian's new home is actually a house he bought a long time ago. At that time, he started early, and now the house price has soared, almost doubled.

But Zhang Xian didn't intend to use it for investment, he just bought it for his own living.

Tang Changyue was shocked when she saw it: one elevator, two small high-rise households, four bedrooms and two halls, 180 square meters.Floor-to-ceiling windows with massage surfing bathtub!round bed!bar!Colorful laser lights!Luxurious crystal chandelier!Marble statues!

Zhang Xian was very embarrassed: "Who hasn't entered the second stage yet. Change it, change it. I think you have very good taste."

"Do you really want me to change it?" Tang Changyue was a little skeptical. The decoration and furniture are worth millions of dollars, so just change it?

The answer is: change, it doesn't matter if you change it to death, just hope it will be faster.

Tang Changyue's mobility is top-notch.

I don't know if he is talented or has a plan, but three days later he brought Zhang Xian into his new home.

The layout is almost unchanged, only the furniture and decorations are increased or decreased, and the overall style of Zhong Erba has become a warm home.

On the day of the move, he also brought a team of moving boys, each of whom looked at Zhang Xian with what he thought was a secret but very explicit eyes, but all of them were also very obedient, telling them to go east and dare not go west.

Zhang Xian sent Jing Rong a text message: "I asked the excellent vanguard team to move me, I am flattered."

Especially the leading captain—that is, the one who shared the VIP cleaning cabin with him earlier, with a stern baby face, he just worked hard when he came up without saying a word.

When Zhang Xian's eyes drifted past, he worked extremely hard.

After a while, Jing Rong called directly: "They will make up for their mistakes, and you can do it until you are satisfied. If you don't nod, the inspection they wrote will fail. I will ask them to come to the door more often in the future."

"It's not in his position, it's not suitable." Zhang Xian explained tactfully.

"Quan Teshi retired, and I dare not let anyone take it with me, except you." Jing Rong gave Zhang Xian very high authority.

Zhang Xian was happy, and after the smile disappeared, he felt a little helpless: "I accept it with good intentions."

Jing Rong's ice-breaking method, although well intentioned, is probably a kind of torture to both parties.

The cubs have their own ideas, and it seems that they don't need him, an old man, to discipline them.

Besides, real education cannot be effective with just a few words.

Words and deeds are so important.

Now that he won't enter the special world again, what can these little brats learn from him, can they practice calligraphy and drink medicinal tea early?

Sigh, forget it, discuss with Tang Changyue if there is any discount for eating seafood buffet together.

The answer is a [-]% discount.

But when the buffet owner settled the bill that day, he cried a lot.

The author has something to say: Cafeteria owner: You...are not human!

Zhang Xian: Alas, young people have a bit more appetite (drinking tea.jpg)

Department Little Yellow Duck Tong: But I only drank a full stomach of bath water!

Zhang Xian: But because of you, I just moved once.

Author: Okay, let’s get ready for the new dungeon in the next chapter~~~~