Eggs are also glorious

Unknown and Di Jiang were huddled together in the bed of Xinshan hut, unexpectedly, they both had the same dream that night.

The location of the dream story is in Yucheng, which both Unknown and Di Jiang are familiar with, and in the home of Zhou Chengzhi, which no longer exists.The difference is that Di Jiang knew that this was Zhou Chengzhi's residence, while Anonymous only knew that it was the house of a person who looked the same as himself.

Soft light came into the room from the open window, Zhou Chengzhi was sitting at the desk and flipping through poems and books, a handsome young man in red was lying on a small bed not far behind him, Di Jiang.Di Jiang was still awake at this time, and there was still a smell of alcohol in his breath.

Di Jiang was extremely satisfied with the fine wines and wines in the heavens. He drank his stomach full of wine and immersed himself in the illusion of being in the wine pool.

Di Jiang frowned slightly, as if protesting that the thin quilt covering him was not as comfortable and soft as usual, he kicked the quilt under the bed with a muffled kick, and turned over to face the wall.It is uncomfortable to cover, he would rather not cover it.

Hearing the noise, Zhou Chengzhi, who was reading, turned his head slightly and looked at Di Jiang helplessly.This young man in red who descended from the sky has not woken up since he came to his house, and he did not know how much wine he had drunk to get so exaggeratedly drunk.

Zhou Chengzhi put down the book in his hand, he got up and walked to the small bed, he picked up the quilt on the ground, shook the dust, and covered Dijiang again.The unidentified guest not only smashed the roof of Zhou Chengzhi's house and his bed, but also disliked the pillows and bedding Zhou Chengzhi provided.

At first, Zhou Chengzhi simply thought that the other party was restless sleeping and restless, but then he gradually realized that the other party was subconsciously expressing extreme dissatisfaction with these items.

The drunken Di Jiang would rather wrap himself in a red robe and curl up on the ground to doze off than accept Zhou Chengzhi's kindness.

Zhou Chengzhi didn't know the origin of the young man in red, but it was a kind of fate that the other party appeared in his house.Zhou Chengzhi had studied Dijiang's clothes, and the fabrics were extremely fine and high-quality. Dijiang's abnormal behavior must have been unable to adapt to the ordinary life of Zhou Chengzhi's family.

He was worried that Dijiang would catch the wind and cold from sleeping on the floor all the time, so he bought Dijiang better pillows, mattresses and quilts.

After a lot of tossing, the dazed Di Jiang was reluctantly dragged from the ground into the small bed by Zhou Chengzhi.Next, Di Jiang kicked off the quilt from time to time, dropped the pillow, and rolled under the bed, making Zhou Chengzhi restless for a moment.

Zhou Chengzhi had nothing to do with Di Jiang who was sleeping dishonestly. He gave everything he could, and he couldn't afford it no matter how expensive it was.His only thought at the moment is to wait slowly, waiting for Dijiang to wake up.

Zhou Chengzhi covered Di Jiang with a quilt when he heard someone knocking on the door unexpectedly.He opened the door and saw that the person standing outside was his enthusiastic neighbor Wei Feng.

Wei Feng was holding a bamboo basket in his hand, and there were some fruits and vegetables in the basket. Wei Feng handed the basket to Zhou Chengzhi with a smile, and said, "Today I went to help Aunt Wu's field, and Aunt Wu gave it to me. There are a lot of fresh dishes, I brought some here for you."

Zhou Chengzhi looked at the basket, thought about it and left it, and said, "Thank you."

In normal times, Zhou Chengzhi would not accept it most of the time, but the recent situation is a little special.Zhou Chengzhi's money bag was flat at the moment, he repaired the roof, repaired the bed, and changed Dijiang's bedding and pillows.At this moment, Di Jiang was not awake, and Zhou Chengzhi could not go out with peace of mind. The expenses continued to increase, but the income disappeared.

If Di Jiang woke up suddenly and felt hungry, and there was no rice or food at home to entertain guests, Zhou Chengzhi would feel embarrassed.

He might as well accept Wei Feng's help first, and repay it later.

Seeing that Zhou Chengzhi was willing to accept these dishes, Wei Feng breathed a sigh of relief.Not long ago, it was rare for Zhou Chengzhi to ask him. Of course, Wei Feng wanted to show his demeanor as a high-quality neighbor.However, what Zhou Chengzhi asked Wei Feng surprised Wei Feng.

Zhou Chengzhi asked Wei Feng, which cloth shop in Yucheng had the best fabrics, what kind of pillows were comfortable to use, and what kind of mattresses were the most suitable.

Wei Feng was at a loss when he heard it. Based on Wei Feng's understanding of Zhou Chengzhi, Zhou Chengzhi doesn't seem like someone who cares about these things. Unfortunately, Wei Feng doesn't know enough about it. Ask for advice.

Aunts and aunts can be regarded as an effective crowd for the rapid transmission of news in the small streets of Yucheng. As soon as Wei Feng inquired about the situation, he heard a happy news coming from the streets and alleys.

Everyone said that Zhou Chengzhi was going to marry a wife. This time, he rebuilt the house and bought more property to prepare for the marriage.

Some people even boldly speculated that Zhou Chengzhi had already welcomed his beautiful daughter-in-law into the door. Otherwise, why didn't Zhou Chengzhi go out today? Zhou Chengzhi must be staying at home with his wife.

Zhou Chengzhi himself did not respond to these spreading rumors. He stayed at home for a long time and never went out. He chose to ignore those curious heads lying on the courtyard wall.

Of course, Wei Feng is obviously one of the curious people.

Ever since Wei Feng caught sight of a tinge of red on the edge of Zhou Chengzhi's bed, he couldn't help wondering whether Zhou Chengzhi really married a wife.Such a bright red color may be the scarlet wedding gown.But why is Zhou Chengzhi wearing a wedding gown, but can't see the big red happy letter on it.

However, Zhou Chengzhi always talked less, Zhou Chengzhi didn't invite Wei Feng into the house, and Wei Feng was too embarrassed to bite the bullet and rush to other people's houses. If he accidentally saw other people's daughter-in-law changing clothes, it would be bad.

"Well, is there anyone else in your family?" Wei Feng paused, gritted his teeth and asked, "I mean, if there are too many people, I'm afraid these dishes won't be enough for you. I'll bring you some more."

Zhou Chengzhi stood by the door without moving, and had no intention of letting Wei Feng in.He responded slowly: "There is a guest at home, and he is resting."

What Zhou Chengzhi said was the truth, but Wei Feng couldn't understand it.

Yucheng said it was big or small, and Zhou Chengzhi had guests at home, but there was no sign of such a thing, and no one found out.Even when everyone rumored that Zhou Chengzhi had married a daughter-in-law, Zhou Chengzhi never defended himself.

Wei Feng didn't see anyone entering Zhou Chengzhi's house, but he heard a sound in the middle of the night, the guest of Zhou Chengzhi's house must have fallen from the sky.

Thinking of this, Wei Feng smiled self-deprecatingly, how could such a fantasy happen, he must have thought too much.

After seeing off Wei Feng, Zhou Chengzhi walked into the kitchen. He collected the vegetables in the basket and prepared to cook some porridge.Unexpectedly, the young man in red in the bed woke up without any warning.

Di Jiang turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, lazily yawning.He stared down at the pillow silently, depressed.No wonder he always felt that there was something hard under his neck, which made him sleep unsteadily. It turned out that this broken pillow was causing the trouble.

Afterwards, Di Jiang looked at the quilt tangledly, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and then touched it again. Sure enough, it wasn't that he was hallucinating, but the quilt was really not very good.

Di Jiang looked around, he was in a strange room, the layout of the room was a little crude, but it was also tidy and tidy.There was a long bench by the corner, and on the bench was a quilt suspected to be spread on the floor, the texture of which was several times worse than that used by Di Jiang.

Dijiang tried his best to think about it. Judging from the current situation, Dijiang didn't know whose house he came to, but the other party treated him very well.Di Jiang could tell that those quilts, which he thought were pretty bad, were the best items in this room.

He was taken good care of, the bed was given to him, and all the good things were given to him.

Dijiang has never been stingy, let alone stingy, and Dijiang will give generous rewards to such kind people who care and take care of him.He can give the other party a luxurious mansion, spacious rooms, exquisite cabinets, and many servants.

However, before providing all these, Di Jiang needs to solve a problem first, he is hungry.

Di Jiang sniffed it carefully, and was relieved to smell a fragrance, someone was cooking porridge.He stabilized his mood, anyway, he lived here before, and he was no longer so polite, and looked for the source of the fragrance by himself.

The moment they walked into the kitchen, Di Jiang and Zhou Chengzhi were both stunned.

Zhou Chengzhi looked at the young man by the door, his movements froze for a moment, and then he showed a gratified expression, the sleep-critical guest finally woke up.According to the other party's line of sight at the moment, the other party seems to care more about the food in the pot.

Regarding this, Zhou Chengzhi smiled softly: "We can eat right away."

A hazy white mist rose silently from the dream, and gradually, the eyes became blurred.When Di Jiang stretched out his hand excitedly, intending to take the bowl of porridge that Zhou Chengzhi handed him, Di Jiang woke up.

Xinshan in the early morning is still very quiet, so quiet that you can't hear the chirping of insects and birds, which makes Dijiang very uncomfortable.Di Jiang sighed silently. This dream never woke up early or late, but he woke up when Di Jiang was about to serve a bowl for dinner. This was undoubtedly a kind of torture for Di Jiang.

Waking up hungry early in the morning, how cruel.

When Di Jiang recalled the past, he couldn't help feeling emotional.At Zhou Chengzhi's home, the first thing he said to Zhou Chengzhi was not who you are or where this is, but, have another bowl.

Turning his head, Dijiang found that the anonymous person next to the pillow had just woken up, and the unknown sat up quietly, not knowing that he and Dijiang had the same dream.

Unknown is very grateful that there is a person who looks like him getting along with Di Jiang in the dream, but the problem is that Unknown is not sure who the person in the dream is, nor does he know how the other party is related to Di Jiang.

In the dream, Dijiang was sleeping, but he was eating when he woke up. The two of them didn't even have a word. It was a strange dream.

After Anon got everything in order, he heard Bobcat's voice.

With the preparation experience of last night, this time, Shanmao brought a big pot of porridge for Unknown, and specially prepared a few extra dishes, for fear that Unknown would not be able to fill his stomach.Before the master gives the final order, Shan Mao has to leave Anonymous in Xinshan, take care of it carefully, and make no mistakes.

Otherwise, Bobcat's life could not be saved.

Shanmao put down the steaming porridge, faced Unknown with a smile, and asked, "Young Master Yi, how did you sleep well last night? Conditions in the mountains are limited, and I hope you will take care of me."

Anonymous smiled and replied that it was good, he didn't care much about these things, he cared about other things: "It's so quiet here, it's a little quieter than expected."

"Xinshan just drove away the monster, and it is still in the slow recovery period. There are countless deaths and injuries, and it is inevitable to be quiet." Shanmao replied with a smile, "The mountain god will come back in a while, and the painting will bother Mr. Yi."

Hearing this, Anonymous nodded. According to the current situation in Xinshan, the person who turned into a mountain god is very likely to be Manman, of course, other possibilities are not ruled out.According to Anon's own wishes, Anonymous has no objection to the appearance of new monsters. The more monsters gathered, the more monsters that Anonymous will have the opportunity to draw.

Di Jiang felt that he seemed to have accidentally seen through Anonymous' thoughts.Dijiang felt a lot of pressure, even a deadly monster, even anonymous can draw vigorously, he really didn't understand what anonymous was thinking.

In the morning, Anonymous waited in the room for a while, and heard noises outside the house, and found a white-haired old man, that is, the mountain god of Xinshan in Shanmao's mouth.

But in Unknown's eyes, what he saw was not the real mountain god, but a bird, a man with one wing and one eye.

Healing his elder brother all night, the second brother Man's eyes are a little more tired at this moment, probably because his strength is exhausted and his spirit is not very good.

Di Jiang glanced at Man's second brother, and reminded Anonymous: "Don't draw your real body."

If Anonymous intends to live here and wants to continue to investigate the ins and outs of Xinshan's situation, it's best not to draw Manman's real self.Di Jiang was never afraid of fighting, and as Di Jiang's opponent, such monsters, Di Jiang was sure of winning.

But in this way, it is unknown whether other secrets have been hidden since then, and whether other monsters have been involved in this matter, and the clues may be cut off here.

Anonymous was silent for a moment, thinking that what Di Jiang said was reasonable, and it was not a big deal to occasionally draw a false appearance.Shanmao invited Anonymous to paint for the mountain god this time, and did not say whether to draw the real mountain god. It is not wrong for Anonymous to directly draw the other person's human form.

Gathering his mind, Anonymous unfolded the drawing paper, and outlined the shape of a kind old man with a few strokes.

Bobcat glanced at the portrait, suppressing the contempt in his eyes.

The rumored painters in the world are nothing more than that, after all, they are mortals, and the so-called eyes that can see through all the truth are of this level, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The author has something to say: Angel Egg: I don’t know your name, and I don’t know where this is, can you give me another bowl of rice (hey