Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

The next day, Zhang Qilin and Zhang Hailan were both very satisfied when they came out.

The two smiled at each other, feeling a little proud.

They all went to cook porridge for their partners.

Of course, it was normal for Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen to curse each other early in the morning.

Livestock.

But now they need to rest and have no time to curse.

Woohoo.

Sleep, they need sleep.

The sun shines down, and the people in the house sleep like little pigs.

What insomnia? No, they are just so sleepy.

Zhang Hailan also taught the patriarch how to cook better.

He has experience with this.

The chef of the Xie family is very skilled and he has studied hard.

The Zhang family all have a hobby, which is to urge their partners to practice martial arts to keep fit.

Well, it's very healthy, they wish their partners to be stronger.

Anyway, I can't be stronger than them.

Zhang Qilin is studying hard. He usually cooks big pot dishes and home-cooked meals. He doesn't know how to make the delicate dim sum that Zhang Hailan taught him.

He can learn.

Blind people should like it.

Learn first and see what you like to eat.

Fortunately, there are plenty of ingredients on the farm. Every time Xie Yuchen comes, she fills the kitchen with good ingredients.

Two members of the Zhang family were in the kitchen making snacks for their wives.

They just had something simple to eat, like hand-rolled noodles.

As for the seafood, braised meat, pig's trotters and other things on the noodles, they are not worth mentioning.

If the husband has a strong waist, the wife won’t run.

Zhang Hailan also asked the clan leaders to read more books, as they needed to keep up with the times. It would be bad if they were disliked for being old-fashioned.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

Those who don't look down on him are from the same period.

So you were disliked.

Zhang Hailan: . . . .

Humph.

No, he didn't. He was watching cartoons seriously, Naruto, Pokémon, and Sailor Moon.

I have a common language with Huahua.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

He and the blind man love to watch Journey to the West, and they both like the Monkey King Sun Wukong.

This foreign species feels a bit neurotic.

Zhang Hailan: …

The patriarch likes to see exotic things.

Zhang Qilin: . . .

That three-year-old kid, the one where Japanese people die in every episode, is a good kid.

Zhang Hailan: …

Oh, it's Conan, the one that's dead.

The patriarch is quite patriotic.

What about Naruto.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

I've heard of it, and it seems like his values ​​are abnormal. The villagers killed his entire clan, and his elder brother was brainwashed into killing all of his clan members, leaving only his younger brother behind. The bodies of the clan members were taken away for experiments.

They ask children to love the village.

Said it was love and bond.

Zhang Qilin couldn't understand it, this was a cult.

Zhang Hailan: . . . .

The clan leader is right, then let's look at Pokémon, which are elf companions. The beautiful girls can change into nice clothes, can fight, and have high combat power. The men are not good enough and need to be rescued.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

I'll go see it.

Watch with the blind man.

The aroma of pastries fills the air in the steamer.

When Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen woke up, it was already afternoon. They were fed thin porridge in a daze.

I wasn’t too hungry, my mouth wasn’t dry, and I drank warm water.

My waist isn't as sore anymore, it seems someone has massaged it again.

When the two came out, they didn't look weak in the knees.

Their chairs are all upholstered.

The same goes for the double rocking chair.

Today is a great day for sunbathing.

Big Yellow was running freely in the yard, with the little yellow chicken following behind him.

What, where’s the big yellow chicken?

Except the hens are in the freezer.

When it grows up, it is just the right time to eat it.

One a day is fast.

Sometimes there are two, and there aren't many left in the refrigerator.

This time when Xie Yuchen came, the refrigerator was filled up again.

Zhang Hailan serves her partner attentively, just like a newlywed couple.

It’s not as natural as Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi, an old couple.

The sunlight shines through the clean glass windows and shines warmly on the corridor.

Two thickly cushioned rocking chairs were placed side by side. Hei Xiazi and Jie Yuchen were carefully helped to sit down by their respective owners almost at the same time.

Their movements were gentle and their gestures attentive, as if they were some fragile and precious porcelain.

The black bear sank lazily into the soft cushion, squinting his eyes, like a big cat whose fur had been stroked and felt comfortable.

He glanced at Xie Yuchen, who was receiving the same treatment, and the two exchanged a knowing yet somewhat resentful look.

These two dead men.

Silent accusations merged in the air, and then each turned into a helpless sigh with a hint of indulgence.

What can I do? I can’t explain it clearly, and I can’t defeat him.

Zhang Qilin brought two cups of warm ginseng tea and silently handed them to Hei Xiazi, along with some snacks he had made.

On the other side, Zhang Hailan carefully placed a plate of fragrant and steaming crystal shrimp dumplings and small and exquisite pea yellow dumplings, which had just been taken out of the pot, on the low table next to Xie Yuchen.

He also placed a thin cashmere blanket on his knees.

"Tsk," Hei Xiazi took a sip of ginseng tea, glanced at Zhang Hailan's meticulous attitude, and said to Jie Yuchen in a low voice.

"Master Huaer, this person in your family provides excellent service, just like a butler in a five-star hotel."

Xie Yuchen elegantly picked up a shrimp dumpling, took a bite slowly, and felt the delicious soup spreading in his mouth.

Then he lazily raised his eyelids and said: "He is not as good as the one in your family. He works hard to build a country."

Hei Xia Zi choked and subconsciously rubbed his lower back, saying angrily, "...You're really kind."

But no matter what, Xie Yuchen's family status is still higher than the blind man's.

Because Xie Yuchen runs a company, he has limited time during busy hours, plus rest time.

So it is understandable that Zhang Hailan is a little wild sometimes.

He is not like Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qilin who are leisurely, so naturally he has to work hard.

Black Bear: ...

I got scolded, what a busy man I am.

Humph.

He has a good relationship with the mute.

If the mute is no longer interested, then the midlife crisis is complete.

The mute has another dog.

After the last incident, the Nine Gates remained quiet for a while.

I heard the losses were heavy.

However, this time Zhang Qilin showed no mercy. Zhang Rishan and Zhang Qishan have been dealt with.

If you stretch your hand too far, your ashes will be scattered everywhere.

Zhang Qilin, who has memory, is not really a pushover.

He is a bad guy.

Yin Nanfeng had a headache and could only suppress the news temporarily.

The Wu family's plan was even less smooth.

Everything is heading for the worse.

As more people died, no one in the Wu family was willing to take the order.

There are more and more people turning evil.

Zhang Qilin naturally gave the blind man a relaxing massage and asked him if he wanted to eat noodles.

The blind man nodded and went to make noodles.

Xie Yuchen didn't want to eat, just a snack was enough for him.

For a moment, the only sounds were the creaking of the rocking chair and the sound of Da Huang chasing the little yellow chicken in the yard.

All four fell asleep.

Even the big yellow dog was lying motionless in the sun, with the little yellow chickens chirping beside him.