Patriarch enjoys meal

Recently, Tao Jiang fell in love with making soup. He found this ancient cookbook in his study, and dug out a casserole from the dusty warehouse. The casserole never stopped every day.

He is good at craftsmanship, and the food he made according to the recipe is full of color, fragrance and taste, making Zhou Ziran so white and tender, even the paste is rounded.

Pinching the soft flesh on his stomach, Zhou Ji was heartbroken: "I can't go down any further! I'm going to run at night!"

Tao Jiang, who was cleaning up the dishes, looked at his stomach for a moment, not quite understanding: "You are not fat."

"Of course, this kind of thing must be prevented before it happens, and the signs of evil will be killed at the budding stage! It will be too late when you are really fat!" Zhou Jiran watched with envy, eating the same meal and exercising the same amount every day, but Tao Jiang, who still has a slender waist and long legs, thinks of the eight-pack abs he glimpsed when he changed his clothes in the morning... and then silently musing about his own limp abs, it feels very uncomfortable.

Tao Jiang, who was envied by others, quickly cleared the table by dangling his long legs that had no place to rest, freeing his hand to pinch Zhou's bulging belly: "Hmm...very cute. Tao Jiang twisted her fingers, feeling the soft touch, and felt the urge to try again.

Although the waist and abdomen are usually flat, but of course boys still have abdominal muscles to be handsome... Even mermaid lines are good!Zhou already made a conclusion: "I'm going to start exercising!"

Tao Jiang still didn't hold back, stretched out his hand to pinch his cute belly, and then changed the subject in time before Zhou Jiran attacked him: "Not today, you ate too much dinner today, and you can't exercise vigorously until you digest it well."

In the end, Zhou’s exercise plan for the first day was downgraded from running at night to going out for a walk.

Zhou Jiran held up the phone in front of Mumu, and there was a picture of a fox dog in it. He coaxed softly: "Humu~muddy~Would you like to go out with us to see the world, it's very lively outside now! If you want to go, just go Change yourself, and follow this change!"

It is too eye-catching to take a fox out. The lights outside are dim and hazy. Disguised as a fox dog, it is easy to pass the test.

He looked at the photo in a daze, and then looked at Tao Jiang who was standing on the sidelines. He really wanted to go out with the two of them, so he stared at the photo for a long time.

First, the big fluffy tail shrunk a circle, and then the fluff on the body and chest became more and more fluffy... plus it always wagged its tail very fast in front of Tao Jiang, um.It's a cute puppy!

Zhou Jiran folded his arms around his chest and looked around vaguely, finally realizing that something was missing: "Wait a minute!"

Rushed into the room and found the ribbon that had come down from the cake box before, Zhou Jiran carefully tied one end of the ribbon around Muscle's neck and held the other end in his hand: "Walking the dog in a civilized manner is everyone's responsibility! There is no dog leash at home. Let me be sorry first."

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There is a green corridor facing the river a few hundred meters behind the Luoshu community, where many nearby residents go for a walk at night.

Living here for so long, this is Zhou Weiran's first visit. Looking at the lights on both sides of the river and the whirling willows reflected in the river, it is inevitably a bit fresh.

At first, I was worried that someone would see something wrong with the blur, but after I came out, I realized, who would stare at a 'dog' with Tao Jiang by his side?

Reassuring, Zhou already led Daddy and began to walk happily. Tao Jiang followed behind, completely ignoring the gazes from all directions, and only stared at the cheerful back of Zhou in front of him.

The Sanxi River runs through the entire new city, and the river is well managed. The water in the river is fairly clean, and there is no smell of garbage.The lights on both sides of the river are reflected in the river, which is dazzling and beautiful. At night, the river wind blows and it is very cool. Many people come here for a walk.

After walking violently all the way, Zhou quickly ran out of battery, so he slowed down and started to take a walk with Tao Jiang slowly, talking about whatever came to mind, and really realized the two points of leisurely mood.

When he was about to reach Sanxi Bridge, Zhou already noticed something was wrong from afar.

There is a small stretch of river bank between the green corridor by the river where they are walking and the Sanxi River, which is piled up with cleared river sediment, and many weeds and flowers grow on it.There is a step down from the edge of the green corridor every other distance. During the day, people will fish and pick wild vegetables below, but basically no one will go down at night.

The open space at the pier of the Sanxi Bridge is not narrow, and the bridge holes are dark, as if absorbing all the surrounding light.

A black shadow squatted at the pier of the bridge. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was the shadow of the bridge.

After taking a glance at it, Zhou Jiran said in surprise, "Hey! You are a new dead ghost with a lot of grievances!"

Many old people and children are walking here, Zhou already can't let a ghost with such deep resentment leave him alone.Who knows when his reason will be eroded by resentment.

Zhou Jiran jumped down the stairs in two or three steps, stood two steps away from the shadow, and said to him, "Brother, did you encounter something you can't think about?"

After hearing the words, Hei Ying slowly turned his head, and said in a faint voice, "Who killed me..."

Although Zhou was already mentally prepared, Zhou Jiran was still taken aback by his coquettish maneuver of turning his head 180 degrees without turning around.

There was a faint yin energy circling around him, his face was so distorted that he couldn't see his true face, but he was still able to speak, so he should have retained a bit of reason.

Just squatting by the edge of the turbulent water, only when he got close did he see that his clothes were in tatters and the water was still dripping down, it was really...

"It's too miserable..." Zhou had already seen his form clearly. The ghost was clearly torn apart. If it reflected on the corpse, it might have been dismembered.

Such a miserable ghost who died in such a violent way, can squat peacefully in such a place with a huge flow of people, and has not yet violently hurt anyone, it is really a good ghost.

Zhou Jiran looked at him in a daze, thinking that he would be completely eroded by resentment before long, turning into a murderous ghost.

"Too high on the stage star, always responding to changes... Wisdom is clear, the mind is peaceful, the three souls are eternal, and the soul is not lost!"

As soon as the spell came out, the miserable ghost in front of him gradually returned to his life, and his grievances also dissipated.

Zhou already lowered his voice, tried his best to look reliable with his white and clean face, and said, "Uncle, if there is any grievance, we can talk about it."

The ghost paused for a moment, and then yelled heart-piercingly: "Who are you calling uncle! I'm only 27 years old!"

Zhou Weiran looked in awe: "...Big brother is the backbone of the programmer, right?"

The ghost raised his hand and touched the sparsely vegetated head, and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

Zhou Jiran said casually: "Temperament! You have the temperament of an elite programmer!"

After talking nonsense, the resentment in the ghost's body dissipated a little. Seeing that his sanity had returned to clarity, Zhou Jiran hurriedly asked about the business.

The ghost recalled faintly: "It was a rainy day... I finished working overtime as usual, and when I planned to sleep in the company's floor for the whole night, I suddenly lost consciousness, and then... ..that's it."

Two question marks slowly popped up on Zhou Jiran's head: "What about the middle process? You didn't even see the person who killed you?" To be reasonable, even if you didn't see it when you lost consciousness, but when you become a ghost after being killed, you always You should see it!

The ghost smiled shyly, scratched his head in embarrassment, and the few remaining hairs on the top were crumbling: "My eyes □□Baidu, when I lost consciousness, my glasses fell off, and it rained heavily that day, and everything I saw was separated by a layer. It's like a smog, I really don't know who moved..."

After he said these words, there was a long silence. Zhou was speechless and choked with the rushing water of the river three times.Otherwise, you won't even be able to see who the enemy is!

The ghost couldn't hear Zhou Jiran's voice for so long, and said anxiously: "But I have been following him here! He put my body... dismembered and stones into a suitcase and pushed it down the river! here!"

Zhou was even more speechless, he begged for breath, and said, "Then why didn't you follow him home?"

What can you do here? !

"That's right." The ghost lamented, "I should have followed him back then!"

A ready-made revenge opportunity was wasted like this, this ghost is so stupid and sweet.Zhou already suspected that he might have lost his mind due to the abuse of code and overtime, but he couldn't really leave such a tough guy here.

"You come back with me."

The ghost was shocked when he heard the words, and excitedly said: "Do you want to help me avenge?!"

"..." Zhou Jiran sighed again, "No, I'll go back and burn a pair of glasses for you." Why didn't this ghost do his own thing about revenge?

"Oh." Listening to the tone, he was actually a little lost.

After walking two steps, the ghost suddenly said hesitantly: "Do you want to make a mark here?"

What's the matter, are you afraid that your corpse in the suitcase will escape by itself? !

After returning to Tao's house, Zhou Jiran took out the yellow paper dipped in cinnabar and drew a round-rimmed glasses on it with a brush. He raised his head and asked, "How bright are your eyes?"

The ghost's eyes were blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he found Zhou Weiran's position in a high-blurry mosaic: "My left eye has 800 degrees of astigmatism, and my right eye has 950 degrees of astigmatism!"

After reporting the degree, he sighed: "Can it be so accurate? It's really amazing!"

Zhou already twitched the corners of his mouth, and wrote directly on the side of the simple-pen glasses that he had drawn. On the left side of the frame, he wrote '800 degrees', on the right side he wrote 'astigmatism 950 degrees', and also thoughtfully drew two small arrows.

After finishing writing, Zhou picked up the yellow paper and shook it: "What's your name?"

"Huh? Oh, my name is Guo Jie!"

Zhou already chanted the mantra, and the yellow paper ignited spontaneously in the next second. After the ashes of the paper fell to the ground, a pair of glasses with different frames on both sides were placed on the bridge of Guo Jie's nose.

Seeing the world so clearly once again, Guo Jie was very excited. He grabbed Zhou Weiran's hands with tears in his eyes, and said emotionally, "You are Ma Liang, the magic brush of today!"

Zhou already avoided pulling out his hand, and began to chase people away in disgust: "Okay, now that you have glasses and can see, what should you do?"

Guo Jie was really confused: "Why?"

Zhou Jiran looked at him like a rare animal: "Revenge! Why don't you code it?" Didn't he have deep resentment when he was squatting by the river before?

"I, I don't know how to find him..." Guo Jie was also very at a loss, he was just a poor programmer who was ruthlessly dismembered but didn't even see the murderer, so he entered the revenge dungeon so soon Well?Can you consider his strength and give him a cheat?

Under Guo Jie's pitiful and expectant eyes, Zhou Jiran touched his chin and said, "Then we can only call the police."

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