I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 5: Scrambled eggs with tomatoes

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The reason for the scrambled eggs with tomatoes is entirely because of Jiang Chen's cooking skills, and the only one that can do it is this dish that is being made every day.

Rich money, maybe it ’s time to hire a nanny for yourself?

Randomly, Jiang Chen shook his head secretly again, and the secrets in his body were too horrible to be secular. It is really inconvenient to ask a nanny to take care of yourself.

Go find a girlfriend.

Jiang Chen's face flashed a smug smile on the face of the few kilograms of gold bars that were discarded in the living room.

Sun Jiao pretends to have a belly full of doubts, stiffly cutting tomatoes, looking at the red juice with an attractive fragrance, she no longer knows how many times she swallows.

Since Jiang Chen said it, she would tell her at the dining table, so you won't be in a hurry at this moment. Sun Jiao cut the tomato silently, and unconsciously peeped at Jiang Chen, who was stirring eggs on the side. That rumored smile with "happiness", somehow made her feel a little flustered.

"Lighter ... you want to beat the cutting board together ..."

"Ah, oh." Jiang Chen's voice scared Sun Jiao away quickly. Realizing her abnormal behavior, she felt an inexplicable feeling of anger and shame in her heart. However ... after this feeling of anger and shame, there is a little bit of happiness in it.

Happiness? What a distant vocabulary ...

It seems to have to be traced back to the time of living in a refuge.

Sun Jiao vaguely remembered that when she was very young, the gate of the refuge had not been unlocked. Now think about it, it is simply heaven.

There is no crime, no class, the order regulated by the main brain, all the people complete the work within the division equally and enjoy reasonable resources. Because there is no conflict of interest, everyone is kind and everyone is happy. Although people occasionally miss the distant blue sky, no one goes back and doubts that they are happy.

Yes, compared to the cruel waste, 071 Refuge is paradise.

At that time her parents were still alive, she had a very cute sister, only one year younger than her. After the refuge reached the age limit, they witnessed the first beam of sunlight entering the cold steel gate together.

Then they separated.

Later, she learned that many mercenary organizations specifically picked out those shelters with poor defense facilities that had just opened. Using the conscience remaining in the hearts of the people who just walked out of the refuge, plundering the living supplies there, looting the population there ... It was in that riot that she was separated from her loved ones.

It is also since then that she gave up all the goodness remaining in her heart and became a qualified "waste survivor."

But I do n’t know why, at that moment the frozen heart began to loosen slightly.

Home ...?

In a trance, Sun Jiao had such an illusion. After realizing her thoughts, she felt some inexplicably hot face.

I am afraid that these two days have been the most emotional for me in the past few years ... Sun Jiao shook his head bitterly and put the tomatoes cut in accordance with Jiang Chen ’s requirements into the bowl.

If you want to suppress the restless emotion, you only need to take a deep breath, but the touch that touches the inner softness ca n’t be buried anyway ...

Perhaps Sun Jiao did n’t realize that the man standing next to her, playing with eggs, had begun to become somewhat unusual in her mind.

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Jiang Chen's face rose with a smile as he watched Sun Jiao gobble. For the first time, he saw that someone could eat tomatoes with scrambled eggs so creatively.

"I know you have a lot of questions in your heart, such as why I have so much food." Jiang Chen put down the tableware and looked at Sun Jiao quietly.

"I don't know how to describe this feeling," Sun Jiao gradually stopped eating, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at Jiang Chen's eyes filled with confusion, "You give me a feeling. .... as if it were someone who came out of a fairy tale. "

"Pooh, fairy tale?" Jiang Chen was dumbfounded.

"About some books before the war, in the refuge, we call them fairy tales." Sun Jiao sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly. "Everyone lives a happy life and has family and friends , Or even lovers. But what about fairy tales? After all, when I first touched the sun, I was 7 years old. "

Jiang Chen was speechless, but just walked to the refrigerator, took out a few cans of beer, and smiled back at Sun Jiao in comfort.

"In our place, we will have a drink when we feel tired."

Sun Jiao grabbed the beer, raised his head and poured a sip, and his throat made a contented voice.

"Hiccup--, this thing doesn't taste as good as Coke."

"But it makes people vent, it's a good thing overall." Jiang Chen also took a sip of beer.

How long has you been drinking boring? This seems to be the case after graduation. A person came to an unfamiliar city, entered an unfamiliar company, and then endured the pressure of work and the burden of life, until now he was dismissed.

I had dreamed countless times in the ivory tower and was crushed by the reality and ruthlessly.

To be honest, the moment he received the notice of dismissal, he was really uncomfortable.

At least in this eschatology, someone can drink with themselves ... This eschatology is not too bad.

The two chatted for a while, and finally became good friends and held hands.

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Group number: 482875504, foresee why men and women guests hold hands, and see the dao version of the small theater below.

("Small theater by author Jun and friend He Xie"

In the Xth year of the Anti-Japanese War, the devil's sweeping continued, and everyone was in danger. In the occupied area, the devils are doing their best, and there are special agents from outside the occupied area.

A remote mountain village had no trouble, but one day, He Er Gouzi, who had been away from the village for many years, came back suddenly, with a mink coat, which looked very ostentatious.

He Xie found his friend and pulled him to have a drink with him.

He Xie: Lao Chen, you see that we have n’t seen it in many years. I heard that you have 800 years of aging in your house. Why not take it out, let ’s have two drinks?

Author Jun: Lao He, you laughed, now you are a celebrity in front of Taijun, where can you see these small places.

He Xie glared: What celebrity? I am here for the benefit of my fellow villagers.

Author Jun: You said yes.

He Xie: Less nonsense, just take it out.

The author Jun Wuyan went back to his room and took out the 800-year-old wine and put it on the table.

He Xie pours a drink, a sip, frowning: This wine is so sour, and the color is mixed.

The author smiles bitterly: There are two bottles of good wine, and this bottle has some urine.

He Xie's eyes glared, sighed, and said angrily: You are tired of living, and for your friendship, I will give you a chance to donate another bottle.

The author Jun was silent for a moment: This bottle of wine was taken by the King of the Earth in the cottage at the top of the mountain. The other bottle of King looked at me pitifully, but did not take it, and rewarded me as a heirloom. If Brother He insists on wanting, he can go to the King's cottage to get it.

He Xiewen said, but he laughed and sat back awkwardly: King Tu paid tribute to the prince and could not move. The two kings also wore stars and stripes, and Xiaozhaizi was repaired in the rice country.

Hell, He Xie suddenly glanced at the eyes: Since the king left you a bottle as a family heirloom, why did your unfilial sons have urine in this wine?

The author Jun smiled miserably: good wine, but he was too helpless.

He Xie angered: Bold! I ’m doing it for you. Do you know how many shots were killed yesterday? 404 people!

The author sighed, not looking at He Xie, but looking at the ancestors on the wall.

"Old ancestors, the situation is pressing, do n’t blame Xiaosheng. If you come back and want to taste this good wine, go to that cottage to taste it, they did n’t take urine. If that wine and your appetite, come back and enjoy Xiaosheng two Thank you for a copper plate. "

The next day, the devil entered the village, and the wall was broken, and everyone died.

End.

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