Russian Rice Ball Feeding Manual

"Odasaku, I have a bad feeling."

"Huh? Mingliu-kun, is there any trouble?"

Oda Tsukuru held the knife, and pressed the back of the knife with his fingers, which could easily make knives, and pressed gently, the potatoes were broken into cubes of uniform size, pushed aside and put together with diced carrots—you don’t need to think about it, you know what he wants Make curry.

Ming Liu thought for a while, got up from the sofa, and took down a small ceramic flower pot that was placed high.

"I just bought it last week... I always feel that it won't survive." He handed the flower pot to Oda Sakunosuke, "Look, it's really wilted."

There are some white stones piled in the small white flowerpot, and there is a succulent plant in the center. The leaves that were originally plump have withered, and it feels soft to the touch. It seems that the time is numbered.Ming Liu dug out another pot of succulents from the corner: "This one won't work either."

Odasaku looked at the flower pots, and then at the place where the flower pots were placed. Daimao shook from side to side: "Where did you put them?"

"Put it on the highest shelf, it's not easy to touch there." Ming Liu casually placed the flowerpot on the table, "I was too careless, it's safer to put it higher."

"But in that case, the plants will not be able to get sunlight."

"Isn't the light okay...if you put it on the balcony, what if it falls?"

Ming Liu dejectedly poked at the wilted part of the succulent plant, the stone-shaped succulents had now turned into dead leaves.

The lowered air pressure spread to the vicinity of Oda Saku, so Oda Sakunosuke stopped what he was doing, walked up to Mingliu, picked up the flower pot, and placed it on the inside of the balcony where it could be exposed to sunlight.It can be exposed to the sun without being tortured by wind and rain.

"That's fine."

Mingliu looked up to watch Odasaku adjust the position of the curtains, trying to make the spot of light in the morning fall on the flower pot.

"Odasaku..." Odasaku turned around in response, seeing Mingliu's adoring eyes, "Odasaku is good at raising."

"Really?" Odasaku responded lightly, "It's just common sense."

"With Oda Saku, stones will blossom, too."

"Stone?"

"Yeah, stone. This kind of succulent..." Ming Liu pointed to the flower pot on the ground, and felt that it couldn't be used as an example, so he had to change his words halfway, "This kind of succulent The original appearance looks like a beautiful pebble. It seems to be called...Lithops? Anyway, in my hands, even a stone will die, and I can't see the flowering."

"It must be beautiful when it blooms."

He looked really looking forward to it.

"I think it must be very beautiful." Mingliu lay on the sofa, resting his chin with his hands, looking towards the distance outside the balcony, "But can I really make the stone bloom..."

......

Fyodor sighed slightly.

This kind of trouble will only waste his time.

"Sorry, can I have a moment?" He still maintained a polite tone, looking straight ahead, neither lowering nor raising his head.I disdain to distribute my energy to the person in front of me, even a little bit.

The person in front of him laughed softly.

"I just like to smash a proud guy like you. Seeing you wailing, crying bitterly, and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy is a joy that money can't buy."

"So that's the case, a sinner who is simply dominated by desire? It's really boring."

"What? The voice is so novel? Huh, it doesn't matter, let your thin voice play its biggest role in a while." He squeezed his fists, his fingers rattled, and when he grinned, it looked like something old The bellows were working, and it was hoarse and unpleasant.

Sometimes, when some beings are created, maybe God accidentally shakes his hands, otherwise why would he mix so many sins?Sin has corroded that soul into a pothole, such an ugly soul, even the devils in hell will hate it when they see it.

Fyodor didn't care.

It doesn't matter how ugly it is, he will give God's love without discrimination.

Crime and punishment.

If you are guilty, you will be punished.

He stretched out his hand, and the supernatural power that has been sleeping in this world for a long time can wake up at any time, and give others blood-soaked punishment.

"boom!"

A ray of light that was approaching the extreme flew over, knocking the evil person away.Fyodor also opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at where the light came from.

——The paper, silver time.

Leaning leaning against the door frame, holding a wine glass, her cheeks were flushed, her pink and white kimono was a little messy, and she was not serious.But there was indeed a silver light shining in those red eyes.

"What do you want to do to the waiters in our store?" He tucked his booger in disbelief, walked over and wiped it on the wall, and finally wiped his wooden sword, "Shemale club, do you know what this is?" place?"

He stepped on the man on the ground, and the sound of bones breaking was so clear.

"Nobler than women, braver than men." The one with a chin shaped like a butt...beautiful butt...beautiful chin...or called Ya Chunmei walked over with coldness in her eyes.

"So, are you ready to die?"

Saigo squeezed his fist. In front of those hands, other people's fists were just soft cotton.

Another puff of smoke.

"Fenya, let's go." Gintoki put Lake Toya on his shoulder, and glanced sideways at Fyodor, "Aren't you still looking for the guy with the wig?"

"Hmm." Fyodor held two cans of drinks in his hands, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Thank you."

……

The night was supposed to be the time for the carnival to start, but unfortunately Fyodor had to go back before 11 o'clock, and the wig took some time to find him.

No one knew what he, Elizabeth, and Fyodor talked about in the small lounge.However, according to Chin Ba Mei, when Feniya Jiang left, her expression was very relaxed and she seemed in a good mood.

"I thought Feniya-chan couldn't smile. Sure enough, she looks more beautiful when she smiles. She must be a peerless beauty in the future."

Chin Mei drank wine and talked nonsense drunkenly.

"Wake up, that guy looks more like a devil when he smiles. And he's only 14 years old, what are you thinking?"

"Oiran is to be cultivated from an early age!"

"I really can't do anything about you, drink more wine, your chin is beautiful."

"It's Ya Chunmei!"

Fyodor naturally did not hear this, otherwise his expression would not be so brisk.He was still wearing a maid outfit, holding clothes bags in both hands, and heeled leather shoes, but they were light and soft when they landed.

After going around a few alleys, he stopped at the place where the garbage was piled up.

In addition to all kinds of rubbish, there is also a person who does not know how to live or die—it is the guy who has evil intentions for him.

Fyodor walked carefully around the rubbish, trying not to get his shoes dirty, walked up to the wretched scum, who might still have a human figure, and knelt down.This time it was overlooking.

The mouse that was stealing food was startled, and ran away along the wall.

The man on the ground also struggled a bit, opened his bruised eyes, the eyeballs moved, looked at Fyodor, and met those eyes that were amazingly bright in the dark night.

"...Tch." In the end, there was a meaningless gasp.

……

"It will bloom." Oda Saku returned to the kitchen and cooked curry for supper. "It's not a real stone. If you take good care of it, it will definitely bloom."

"Really?" Ming Liu pulled the pot of Lithops, looking forward to it.

"Ah."

For some reason, Odasaku suddenly felt that in this family, he became the oldest one instead.Being a babysitter, taking care of three childish people, hustle and bustle... seems to have somehow taken on the role of mother.

Mingming was the one who enlightened him at the beginning.

But leaving it alone is indeed a bit worrying. For example, the way Mingliu pulls the flower pots now, it is easy to understand why the plants he raised before died.

"Mr. Mingliu, don't protect it too much. Don't be too..." Oda Saku conceived the wording, "Playing with it too much."

"Lithops will definitely bloom, and I will help take care of them."

If one person can't do it, several people should be able to do it together.

Ming Liu gave a small cheer.

"I am back."

It was Fyodor's voice.

"Fei Jia, welcome back!"

Ming Liu ran over quickly.

Fyodor had changed back to his original clothes.

He put the paper bag in the hallway, which contained neatly folded maid outfits.

On the side of the bag, there were two suspicious red spots, bright and blooming red.

——Probably got a drink from somewhere.Ming Liu thought.

Fyodor bent his knees, took off his shoes and put them aside.There was a little dirt on the heel and it fell off.Although it hasn't rained in the past few days, the soil is moist and dark red.

——It must have been to go home, to catch up with the path.Ming Liu thought again.

"Good evening, Mingliu-kun."

He sat down and sat down on the edge of the kotatsu in a proper manner.

The familiar and disgusting fishy smell that cannot be ignored escapes, and the aroma of curry cannot be concealed.It was the smell of blood that Ming Liu had smelled countless times.

—Maybe it was street hooligans fighting...

"I killed someone."

Fyodor said so.

The author has something to say: Fyodor’s Double Eleven birthday, and my Double Eleven, in Cavin.

Stuck until the next morning.

I really like to use weird imagery, damn it.

Fei Jia will go home before eleven o'clock, and Dazai-san is not very obedient—well, I always feel that the obedient Fei Jia is even more disobedient.It's easy for him to destroy the evidence, but...

Trying to push my double-jay advance collection, the main reason is to forget whether I have pushed it before... I kind of like the cp of double-jay.

I also wrote a double-jawed article "The Thousand-layer Routine of the IF Line" before. If you are interested, you can take a look at it as a reference for whether you want to collect the pre-collection-in general, it is a story of exhausting brain cells to achieve he.

"Click to get the leader Zai and other skills"

Interview the victim, Mr. [coder]:

"May I ask the most troublesome thing you have encountered in the past year?"

The bandage spirit whose name is coded:

"I received a courier that was taller than a person."

reporter:

"Is it the revenge sent by Mr. [coder]'s enemies? Or is it the fanatical pursuit of an admirer?"

Bandage essence:

"It's the enemy. The courier was heavy and difficult to carry, so I was scolded by Mr. [Coding] who came to help."

reporter:

"Eh? You took it home? Knowing it's dangerous?"

Bandage essence:

"Yeah, I opened it at home."

reporter:

"Then, may I take the liberty to ask what is inside?"

Bandage essence:

"It's a manual."

(He raises his hand for a gesture)

“大概这么高，比我白一点，微卷棕发，穿着黑西装，还披了条丑爆的红围巾的，我自己的等身手办。”感谢在2021-11-1001:16:16~2021-11-1101:10:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Fushimi Ming;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!