Zuo Qiu stared at the computer without turning his eyes and slowly slid the mouse in his hand. Since he opened this new book, he has been reading the book review area several times every day in the past six months. He will read every reader's comment carefully, and after reading it, he will think about it carefully, and after thinking about it, for fear of missing a word or even a punctuation mark.

The comments in the book review area were mixed, some were praised and some were scolded.

He will read every reader's comment carefully, and after reading it, he will think about it carefully, and after thinking about it, he will think about it carefully, for fear of missing a word or even a punctuation mark. Even the previous comments will be read repeatedly.

Last week, a reader with the nickname "Kan" left the word "Kan" in the book review area. Today, he found that the reader changed his nickname to "Think about it", and the book review area also left two words - "Think about it".

Zuo Qiu repeatedly murmured to himself, "Look," "Think," "Look," and think.

A relaxed smile suddenly appeared on his face.

After closing the laptop and walking out of the bedroom, Lao Huang was already sitting on the sofa at some point.

Zuo Qiu is no longer surprised that Lao Huang often appears suddenly for no reason.

"When did Mr. Huang arrive?" Zuo Qiu said hello and handed him a cup of tea.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but Lao Huang's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and his lips were slightly purple. He did not answer Zuo Qiu's words, but just looked at him lightly, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Zuo Qiu sat on one side and said worriedly, "Mr. Huang, you should go see the doctor."

"I am the best doctor."

"When will I be ready?" Lao Huang's rough voice seemed a little anxious.

Zuo Qiu lowered his head, and an unparalleled admiration arose in his heart. He has read a lot of books in his life, including Qin Emperor, Han, Han, Tang, Song ancestor, and countless heroes throughout history. He once closed his eyes and thought about what those heroes on paper looked like. Now, he saw it in this old man.

This is a living hero, right in front of him, more vivid and shocking than those heroes in the book.

"Mr. Huang"! After reading so many books, Zuo Qiu suddenly felt that he didn't know how to express it.

Zuo Qiu took a deep breath, "You are a hero, a real hero"!

Huang King Kong glanced at Zuo Qiu's eyes full of respect and said lightly: "Don't put a high hat on me, the old man, I'm not a bullshit hero. I just promised Mr. Lu..." As he said that, he paused, "I miss him a little."

Zuo Qiu felt a bitter smile in his heart. Perhaps only fake heroes can promote themselves everywhere that they are heroes, and real heroes never think they are heroes.

"There has been progressing, it should be soon."

Zuo Qiu looked at Lao Huang's Jianyi's face and said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Huang, maybe we can come up with a better solution."

Huang King Kong shook his head and said firmly: "This is the best way"!

Zuo Qiu wanted to speak but stopped, "What if my plan fails? Do you just trust me so much?"

Huang King Kong smiled faintly, "External martial arts emphasize that those who are indomitable and brave will not be afraid. I always believe that things are done by others, and people can definitely defeat heaven."

Zuoqiu stood up, his body was ninety degrees, and he bent deeply towards Lao Huang.

Huang King Kong frowned, "You are a scholar, I am just a martial artist."

Zuoqiu bent down and couldn't get up, "Scholars are not as good as you."

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The old charlatan's eyes were on the full moon outside the window, and the wine bottle in his hand was stopped in the air for a long time, forgot to put it in his mouth.

The little girl held her cheek with one hand, blinked her big shiny eyes, and looked along the old charlatan's gaze.

"Grandpa, the moon in the East China Sea is not as bright as that in the mountains."

The old charlatan sighed, "Yes, the stars are not as dazzling as those in the mountains."

"grandfather"?

"Um"?

"Do you miss Grandpa Huang?"

"What"? The old charlatan put down the wine bottle, blew his beard and stared at him, "No, how could I think of that stubborn old man?"

The little girl pursed her lips, "Your old friend is only Grandpa Huang. If you don't think of him, who else would you think of?"

"I don't think anyone will miss him," the old charlatan tried his best to defend himself: "We have known each other for decades. When we meet, we either quarrel or fight. Look at half of my sparse beard, he pulled it out."

"That's called beating, kissing, and love."

The old charlatan made a vomiting move, "Tsk, he is not a big girl, who loves him? Isn't it nauseous?"

"Grandpa, I heard you talk to me in my sleep last night."

"What did I say?"

"You said Lao Huang should not leave."

"You must have heard it wrong. What I said is Old Man Huang, get out quickly."

The little girl giggled, "I heard it right."

"impossible"!

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Zeng Yaqian used to be able to make boiled meat slices, but she would show off her skills on her birthday when her grandfather was alive. In the past six months, although she was very busy, she often took time to learn how to cook with her mother. Her cooking skills are much better than before.

A large table full of dishes, four people sat around the table, and the big black-headed squatted to Xue Yu had not come back yet.

Usually, three older men either order takeout or go out to eat. They have not eaten such home-cooked dishes for a long time.

Yi Xiangfeng finished eating a bowl of rice and was about to add another bowl of rice, but Fang Yuanshan grabbed her.

"When I eat, go out with me. I want to ask you some questions about martial arts."

Yi Xiangfeng's rice bowl was parked in the air, and was about to say that he was not full yet. He glanced at Zeng Yaqian, who was picking up food for Lu Shanmin, sighed, stood up and put down the bowls and chopsticks.

"I'm full, so I'll take two steps to get rid of food in the community. You can eat slowly."

Lu Shanmin smiled at him, "Brother Yi walked slowly."

Yi Xiangfeng pointed at Lu Shanmin with a frown, and wanted to say something about a guy who values ​​relatives and friends. Fang Yuanshan also stood up at this time, "I'll go out for a walk, too."

After the two left, Lu Shanmin happily picked up a piece of meat for Zeng Yaqian, "Yaqian, eat more, you can see that you have lost weight."

Zeng Yaqian glared at Lu Shanmin, "I am not those other brainless little girls. Just just coax me, I haven't calmed down yet."

"Uh? Then how can you calm down?"

"What do you think?" Zeng Yaqian turned her head and looked at Lu Shanmin in a daze, which made him feel a little worried.

"Yaqian, I, I'm afraid,,,"

"I'm afraid of implicating me"! Zeng Yaqian's eyes were so bright that Lu Shanmin was afraid to look at each other.

"Then do you know what I am afraid of?" "I'm afraid you will treat me as an outsider."

"Ya Qian, I didn't mean that." Lu Shanmin quickly explained.

"But what you do is that."

Lu Shanmin smiled awkwardly, "Yaqian, is it okay if we won't talk about this matter today?"
Chapter completed!