Ten diligent days: the fields are still

When Hongbao saw the eyes under the niche, he was so scared that he took a step back. This person looked so familiar, especially these eyes. He felt like he had seen them somewhere before.

The man from the niche asked, "Are you the security guard here?"

"Right...right!" Hong Bao couldn't help but feel scared. He slapped himself and said viciously, "You'd better not have any bad intentions. I'm telling you, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Kanxia had already reached behind Hongbao and patted his back, helping him to straighten out the chaotic energy in his body. "I was wondering why Yuan Lai kept the pond. It seems he was waiting for me here. An'an, give him your medicine."

An An took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and stuffed it into Hong Bao's mouth, "You still don't understand how to practice?"

Hong Bao shook his head, "I don't practice."

"Why?" An An couldn't understand. "Do you think it's easy to transform into a beast? Many animals spend their entire lives waiting for an opportunity. Don't you want to stay young forever? If you don't practice, you will soon grow old like an ordinary person."

Yes, people pursued so-called immortality, but his home was here, and he just wanted to protect it well. His Haohao was most afraid of separation, and he thought that as long as he could accompany them through this life, that would be enough. As for whether to practice cultivation or not, he had never thought about it at all.

He let go of his hand and said to Hong Bao, "Since you think so, you only need to take one pill a day from this bottle of medicine. Can you understand the book Yuan Lai gave you?"

Hong Bao shook his head, "I can understand a small part of it, but I can't understand most of it."

Under the niche, he resisted the urge to complain and asked softly, "Where's the book? Do you have it with you?"

Hong Bao pointed to the table at the entrance of the security booth and said, "I used it to pad the corners of the table so that it won't shake."

He raised his hand under the niche and then lowered it, forcing a smile from the corner of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and said, "You, go get the book and I'll teach you how to read it."

Watching Hong Bao running away, An An felt sorry, "What a good seedling!"

"He's addicted to the secular world and only wants to follow those guys. We can't control him. Since he's here, I'll let him live for two more years to prevent Yuan Lai from bothering me again."

An An took out a piece of cloth from his pocket and opened it carefully, "Let me find out how many years I can live if I don't practice red envelopes."

"At least thirty years, at most fifty. A hundred years is extremely rare. They have inherited the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but don't know how to use it. This is also a punishment for occupying resources. I taught him some basic cultivation rules, hoping to coax a few more years from heaven. It is also to repay Hua Xuanxiang's previous rescue. After all, the heart of a Bone-Sounding Beast is not so easy to win. And Yuan Lai, if she knew I knew I didn't save her, she would definitely cry. Her tears would be really unbearable."

Yuan Lai, who was silently composing under the niche, was sitting in the jewelry store, staring intently at the design manuscripts that covered the wall.

Mr. Yu’s son must be at least fifty years old, but the owner looks very young. Could it be that the owner is not an ordinary person?

The manuscript is so detailed, no wonder every finished product is so exquisite.

The entire shop is only 20 square meters, with two display cabinets placed in it. A clerk is hired to watch the store in the front. The processing area is at the back of the store, where no one is allowed to enter.

The shop owner took out the final draft of the manuscript and said, "How is it now? It can only be changed to this. Otherwise, the probability of failure in the processing later will greatly increase, which is not worth the effort."

"Okay, let's decide on this version."

The owner took the manuscript back into the processing area and told the clerk, "Collect the money."

Yuan Lai wrote down his detailed information and remarks in the order record book.

Yuan Lai felt relaxed after coming out of the jewelry store.

Qi Rong said Fu Yunqing would wake up in the next year or two, but Yuan Lai wasn't sure if Qi Rong's injuries would worsen again. Should he buy him some medicine? Could he take human medicine? Should he go to Cheng Xuan to ask about the situation?

Yuan Lai walked forward while thinking.

On the way, she came across a fruit shop and immediately noticed the fresh mangosteens at the door.

"Boss, how much is this mangosteen?"

"There are different varieties. Some are more expensive, some are cheaper. You can tell which one you want. The price is on the sign."

When seeing mangosteen, Yuan Lai thought of the famous scene where mangosteen cost seven yuan. This thing is perfect to be placed in the back gate.

Yuan Lai bought five pounds of mangosteen and went straight to Houdoumen, where he saw Hongbao sitting on the ridge of a field by the roadside reading a book.

"Hongbao, why are you so motivated?"

Yuan Lai handed the mangosteen to the eldest brother on duty and asked him to put it in the multi-purpose hall and kitchen respectively.

At the end, he didn't forget to take out two and throw them into the red envelope.

Hong Bao took the mangosteen and peeled off the skin. "Hey, this is good. This mangosteen is really good."

Yuan Lai took the book that Hong Bao was reading, and found that there were many more annotations on it that were not there before.

Was it written by Haohao? The handwriting doesn’t look like it. Besides, it’s not certain that Haohao can understand this kind of book, let alone annotate it.

Qi Rong? Qi Rong's handwriting is rounder and the strokes are softer.

"Kanxia?" Only Kanxia could write such a powerful word. But didn't Kanxia want to get involved in this matter? Why was he suddenly so kind?

"Is this a mnemonic? It rhymes quite well." Yuan Lai asked, pointing to the top line of small characters.

Hong Bao nodded, admiring Yuan Lai very much, "You guessed it right! You are worthy of being able to play with me, you are so smart."

Yuan Lai returned the book to the red envelope and said, "Thank you."

After eating the mangosteen, Hong Bao stood up from the ground and wiped his mouth. "I want to ask for leave."

"What?"

"Haohao will be in the finals tomorrow. I'm going to be there to cheer him on. Haohao should send someone to pick me up soon."

Yuan Lai grabbed Hong Bao's ear and said, "Did I agree? Then I'll send someone to pick you up."

As someone who pays salaries, she really has no deterrent power.

The red envelope escaped from Yuan Lai's hand and circled around Yuan Lai, "Hey, Haohao asked me to go, how can I not go? Can you bear to see him alone in the finals? Besides, what is our relationship? I know you will agree."

Yes, she will definitely agree.

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Yuan Lai sat in Hong Bao's seat, and from now on she had to take charge personally.

Seeing this, Hong Bao pulled Yuan Lai up and said, "Let's go together."

"Who's watching over here? What if something gets lost?"

Hong Bao closed the door directly, the iron lock clicked, and everything was fine.

Yuan Lai sighed softly, "It's just you. If it were anyone else, I would have to give him a beating."

Haohao's car stopped on the side of the road and the driver called Hongbao.

Hong Bao proudly picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Li Hongbao, the car is here, where are the people?"

Hong Bao took a few steps forward and waved to the driver, "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

After saying that, he pulled Yuan Lai and ran away.

The driver looked at the two people getting in from the back of the car and asked, "Which of you two is Li Hongbao?"

Hong Bao raised his hand, "I'm Li Hong Bao."

"Only one person paid for the order."

"I have money, let's ride together." Hongbao sat in the car and turned around to tell Yuan Lai to get in the car quickly.

As the driver dropped them off at the airport, Hong Bao realized belatedly, "It's over. Haohao only bought a ticket for me, not for you. What should I do?"

Yuan Lai patted Hong Bao's head and comforted him, "Don't worry, you go first, I'll buy a new ticket. I'll call you when I get there."

Hong Bao finally felt relieved and repeatedly emphasized, "Then you must keep your word. I will wait for you."