Food on the tip of your tongue

I met Song Yan, the crown prince who dressed up as a man in the Jianghu, and went to Phoenix Villa to congratulate the old owner on his [-]th birthday. At the same time, he also met Yin Xiu, the leader of the Shadow Demon League who was very active in the martial arts at that time. The dusty past that was covered up and obliterated by everyone in Phoenix Villa. "

Zhang Yonghuan sighed with emotion: "A beauty is a disaster, a beauty is a disaster." Carefully touching his cheeks, he wondered again: "You said my father and that mother are both good-looking, why didn't I inherit it at all?" He died in the 21st century His parents are also considered to be above average, but they gave birth to him... a hereditary genetic problem!

Ordinary as a passerby, more boring than plain water.Zhang Yonghuan summed up his appearance silently in his heart, and sighed regretfully: "Then... now, is my father really dead... or is he still alive?" Now he has to be disrespectful once, because right now All the indications are that Comrade Zhang Qinghua, whose charisma is so extraordinary that the two domineering figures can fall for him, will definitely not be the one who will easily survive forever.

Moreover, Phoenix Villa suffered a catastrophe, why in the memory of his mind, he has not even seen the corpse of Zhang Qinghua and the corpses of hundreds of members of the village who were killed in Phoenix Villa?

Qin Yang's pupils shrank slightly, and he thought about it carefully and said, "How do you know that your father is not dead?" I really don't know if the person in front of me is too smart or too... rich in imagination.

"Since he was once able to win the love of Yin Xiu and Song Yan and fell into a love triangle, it is enough to show that he has a fascinating charm...Of course, it should not only be in appearance, you Are you right?"

Qin Yang nodded.

"So, I wondered, when he kidnapped the woman who paid tribute to the emperor and... fucked my mother, could it be that he really did these things in a secret way and didn't attract the emperor's attention? Besides , Why did the Phoenix Mountain Villa not destroy the door early, and the door never die in the evening when I went to Kunlun Mountain to practice Taoism and learn art? Brother Qin, do you know the privacy of the matter?" Sip tea and continue: "What is the poison on my body? I planted it because I was accidentally poisoned by someone, or... I have a problem with my body... This also makes me very puzzled. After coming here, you, including Zhan Feng, have never been around me, reminding me that I am a burden. A person with deep hatred... Even life is uneventful and ordinary, so... all these signs have to make me imagine a lot!"

"Regardless of whether he is dead or not, he has brought you to this field now. I really don't like him..." Qin Yang said indifferently: "If someone really comes here to provoke you, I will definitely not let him go lightly. them."

Zhang Yonghuan smiled faintly: "Relax, you are too serious. I am just stating my point of view."

It seems that things are really as close as he guessed.So now it seems that his father disappeared from the world, and Phoenix Villa also disappeared from the rivers and lakes overnight, leaving only this confusing mess for him.

Zhang Yonghuan gathered the clothes on his body, got up yawning and said, "It's late at night, brother Qin should go to bed early too, good night." He opened the door and walked out.

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the closed door for a long time, refusing to look away.

Mo Wushang of the Gentleman Hall brought a group of people to buy real estate at the entrance of the market and settled down. Those strong and strong men were still under the command of Mo Wushang's personal bodyguard Qian Yu, next to the more than three acres reclaimed by Zhang Yonghuan. In the wasteland, more than two acres of land were opened.

The plaster seller Wang Dahu and his son Wang Xiaohu formally followed Mo Wushang's side as entourages. Ren Chongsheng didn't know what kind of torture Mo Wushang used to greet him. When he appeared in Zhang Yonghuan's field of vision again, he became Even more despondent.

Zhang Yonghuan also didn't care about those things that didn't concern him. He was busy building pigpens, tidying up pig coops and chicken coops, and studying how to get rich by farming.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhu Xie was so stubborn that he refused to leave back to Sichuan. Qin Yang was helpless against his brazen behavior, so he had to let him continue to eat and live in restaurants for nothing.

Zhan Feng has been fully trained by Zhang Yonghuan to become an indispensable and important labor productivity around him. He is tall and powerful, and under Zhang Yonghuan's correct leadership, he has become a qualified mason in moving bricks and building walls.

There was a strong wind yesterday, and some of the roof tiles of Zhang Yonghuan's house were blown away by the wind. At the moment, he is studying the roof with his arms folded, thinking about using molds to form a few floor slabs to transform the roof into a small building. It looks like a bungalow, but after another thought, if the floor slab is not supported by steel bars, will it collapse into mud in the wind and rain?

Zhang Yonghuan looked at Zhan Feng, who moved bricks with mud to reinforce the pig's nest, and looked at some old tiles piled up in the corner of the yard stolen from the roof of the Town God's Temple, thinking about transforming his roof into a Nordic Gothic steeple style.

He thought about it for a while, picked up the shovel and mixed the mud, called Chen Xiaoxu to bring the ladder, took the rope and climbed up to the roof.Squatting on the edge of the eaves, throwing the rope down, pulling up a small wooden bucket of mixed mud, extending the rope, and pulling up a bucket of tiles.

Chen Xiaoxu looked at the second boss who climbed up and down and said worriedly: "Boss Huan, you don't know how to fix it if you fall down. You should come down and wait for Boss Qin to come back and fix it."

Zhan Feng from Leizhu's Nest looked up at Zhang Yonghuan on the roof, but said nothing.

Zhu Xie and Xiaowei sat in the courtyard, nibbling melon seeds, drinking fragrant tea and enjoying the sunbath comfortably.

Zhang Yonghuan ignored Chen Xiaoxu's words, and started to repair the roof with a tile and trowel knife. After busying for a long time, he finally repaired the tiles that had been knocked off by the wind. After Zhang Yonghuan checked carefully again, he was ready to climb down the roof.

Unexpectedly, stepping on the uneven tiles and staggering under his feet, the person seemed to lose control and rolled down from the roof in a very indecent posture.

Zhang Yonghuan closed his eyes in pain, and his heartbeat accelerated to tens of thousands of beats per second. Before he could not resist the gravity of the earth and fell to the ground, he yelled in embarrassment: "Help——"

It's a pity that when Zhu Xie and Zhan Feng rushed to save him one after another, he had already landed firmly on the ground with a protruding disc in his waist.

The moment Zhang Yonghuan landed on the ground, Laifu restaurant was boiling.

The second boss of the family fell off the roof, so what if he broke his body?It's serious!

Zhang Yonghuan was moved into the house while the boiling was happening, and he passed out in a coma due to the unbearable pain from the falling of his spine.

When he woke up drowsily, Qin Yang was sitting on the bedside of his bed with a bowl of pitch-black concoction blowing on it. Zhang Yonghuan grinned at him in embarrassment: "I'm back!"

Qin Yang stared at him firmly, and said calmly: "The trees are all planted behind the house. It took so long to get yourself seriously injured. You are too reckless."

Zhang Yonghuan said with a depressed smile: "Everyone has misfortunes and blessings." It is so tragic.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't sit up at all right now, "I fell on my spine, wouldn't it be so serious that I'm going to be paralyzed?" The spine in the waist is an important structure that supports the human body. It's just one step away from the useless.

"Hmm... a hundred days of injury." Qin Yang put down the medicine bowl, bent down to support Zhang Yonghuan's back, and helped him sit up from the bed.

Zhang Yonghuan gritted his teeth in pain, gasped hissingly, and asked again: "Is there any major problem?" If there is a major problem, how will he live in the future?

Zhang Yonghuan became melancholy, took the medicine bowl from Qin Yang, squeezed his nose and poured the medicine into his mouth.

"Not too serious." Qin Yang went outside and fetched a basin of water in. After washing his hands, he wetted a clean handkerchief and handed it to Zhang Yonghuan who had finished drinking the medicine. "It will recover after a period of rest."

Zhang Yonghuan wiped his face with a handkerchief, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth, so he said, "What time is it? I'm a little hungry."

"In the evening." Someone came in from the outer room, carrying a bowl of steaming porridge with a small tail, and said, "Your... eat."

"I asked Big Fatty to cook some porridge to nourish the stomach. Now that you are in poor health, you should not eat more big fish and big meat. Eat more liquid food for digestion." Qin Yang took the porridge from Xiaowei's hand, and blew two breaths into the bowl, A spoonful of rice-flavored porridge was scooped out and delivered to Zhang Yonghuan's mouth.

Zhang Yonghuan blinked his eyes a few times, glanced at the little tail standing on the head of the bed staring at him with wide eyes, and said dryly: "I will do it myself."

Qin Yang held up the spoon without changing his face, and put the porridge to his mouth again.

Zhang Yonghuan's face turned red immediately, and he was stunned for a long time, but found that Qin Yang was not moved at all, so he had to eat porridge under Qin Yang's feeding with a red face and no choice but to bite the bullet.

Except that his parents and grandma once treated him like this when he was sick, he has never enjoyed this kind of treatment from outsiders in his life.

Zhang Yonghuan felt a little emotional, and ate the porridge bit by bit with his head depressed.

After a while, a bowl of clear porridge was swallowed by Zhang Yonghuan, and his empty stomach became much better. He smiled politely at Qin Yang: "Thank you."

Qin Yang handed the bowl to Little Tail who stood aside and watched them silently, "Take the bowl back."

Little Tail smiled at Qin Yang, obediently took the bowl and went out.

Zhang Yonghuan smiled, licked the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm fine, Brother Qin, let's go out and do some work." The implication is, don't pester me if you're fine, it makes me uncomfortable, what should you do? .

Qin Yang fixed his eyes on him, hooked his lips slightly, stretched out a beautiful palm with well-defined bones, and touched his cheek, the warm palm pressed against his face