Actually, it’s not a very particular dish, but it has six plates, and when I brought it up, it was very large.

A farmer's fried chicken, a spinach and egg, a celery stir-fried meat, a mutton stewed tofu casserole, a cold tofu skin, and a dish of dried fried fish.

The small round table for the Xie family for dinner was almost full of them.

Xie's father was seriously ill and weak, and he always ate in bed. Even if he had to struggle to come down to accompany Zhao Zijian as a guest, no one would agree. Naturally, he would still eat a little in bed. As a guest, Zhao Zijian sat on the table after washing his hands.

However, just as Xie Yuqing helped to wash Zhao Zijian's hands with no one around, she lowered her voice and told Zhao Zijian, "If my mother asks you what we met that day later, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Zijian knew what she wanted to hide.

But in fact, he sat on the table and ate.

He was originally seventeen or eighteen years old, and the so-called half-old man was the time to eat the most. In recent days, his daily activity has been so large, and his spiritual energy is washing his marrow and bones, which has caused his appetite to increase almost day by day.

The local flavors in Yunzhou City are heavy with oil, salt and spicy, and outsiders may not like it, but locals love this bite, just to make the rice refreshing. But today I don’t know if I can’t consider Zhao Zijian’s appetite. After these dishes are fried, except for the spicy taste of the Yunzhou dish that Zhao Zijian remembers, the other dishes are relatively refreshing, and almost all of them are not taken up.

Especially in the casserole of mutton stewed tofu, the mutton is stewed so fine, but it still retains some chewiness when you put it in your mouth. The fragrance of tofu is neither odor nor oily, but it is just a strong fragrance.

The mother and daughter brought the dishes to the table, so Xie Yuqing sat down first. Then Xie's mother came up with a plate of baked scallion pancakes. Seeing that Zhao Zijian was eating so delicious, she seemed very happy and introduced: "I was afraid that the cooking would not be suitable for your taste, so these two small cold dishes were specially bought from the restaurant... Is this mutton stewed?"

Zhao Zijian yelled and nodded, "It's stewed so much, delicious, so delicious!"

Xie's mother smiled and said, "If you taste delicious, eat more! When will you want to eat in the future? Even if you come, my aunt will cook for you! I can cook a lot of dishes, but I don't have much to eat, farm dishes!"

Zhao Zijian smiled and said, "It's very good, it's better than the dishes in the restaurant!"

As soon as he said this, Xie's mother was even happier. She looked back and pointed to Xie's father lying on the bed, and said with a smile: "I can't cook, but my Lao Xie is still our family. He cooks better. You don't know that when he was not sick, our family opened a night market stall and the business was very good! Lao Xie's cooking has a lot of repeat customers every day! When will his illness be cured and let him cook for you, you will definitely like it!"

Zhao Zijian smiled and said, "Then I have to treat my uncle well for the sake of my mouth to eat more delicious food!"

When Xie's mother laughed when she heard this, even Xie's father lying on the bed laughed. She almost caused a violent cough and suppressed it. He said, "Look, I can suppress it now! Xiao Jian, your medical skills are so amazing!"

Zhao Zijian smiled, but did not respond.

The problem is that his surgical skills can indeed be regarded as "magical skills" in this era. Because there is almost no possibility of being taught to others.

The interference of spiritual energy is a prerequisite for Zhou's cancer treatment method.

But this is his biggest secret and it is impossible to tell anyone.

So he buried his head in his scrupulous eating.

It can also be seen from the style of eating that the Xie family and the daughter obviously chewed slowly and looked very quiet when eating. To a certain extent, this is a habit that can only be cultivated when the family is well-educated during the early days of habit formation.

Of course, boys are often exceptional when they are young.

After two scallion pancakes with tenderness on the outside and many dishes, Zhao Zijian quickly got full. When the mother and daughter almost finished eating, he put down his chopsticks.

Originally he was about to leave after he finished eating, but Xie's mother said, "Xiaoqing, stop cleaning, mom, come and make a pot of tea for Xiaojian! If you don't drink wine, you can always drink tea!"

So the table was cleaned up, wiped it clean, and brewed a pot of jasmine tea.

Xie's mother didn't go to clean up the dishes, but only received it in the kitchen, so she came back to sit down. She also brought two plates of fruits and asked Zhao Zijian to eat the fruits. She found that he really didn't eat them, so she sat down and asked with a little caution, "I heard from Xiaoqing, are you and our Yuxiao classmates?"

Zhao Zijian nodded and said yes.

Xie’s mother said, “Do you usually have a lot of interactions? Yu Xiao’s grades have always been pretty good, but I don’t know how she is doing in the class?”

Xie Yuqing turned her head and glanced at her mother.

Zhao Zijian immediately understood what she meant.

He said: "I rarely deal with female classmates, but I know that her grades are indeed good. Sometimes she can even get 700 points above, which is very awesome!"

Xie's mother smiled, turned her head to look at Xie Yuqing, and then said, "Our family is poor, but fortunately, both of them study hard and have good grades. When Xiaoqing was in high school, her grades were among the best in the class and she got into the university very well! It was just that she had to leave school since her father got this disease and really had no money to support her to continue attending, so she had to leave school first. Alas..."

Zhao Zijian smiled and said, "When my uncle recovers from illness, Sister Qing can go back and continue with it. It's okay!"

Xie's mother suddenly asked, "Do you eat melon seeds?"

Zhao Zijian shook his head, "Auntie, you don't have to work hard. I'm already full. I'm overeating!"

Xie's mother smiled and said, "That's right. Since you and Yu Xiao are in the same class, you are a classmate. You will be a friend of your classmates for three lifetimes. You should usually walk around more often. I called Yu Xiao yesterday and she told me that your grades are considered middle-class. Since Yu Xiao's grades are better than you, if you have any class you don't understand, just ask her and ask her to make up for you or something, it's fine!"

Speaking of this, she also explained specifically, "Don't think too much. Auntie is not showing off her daughter, nor is it that your grades are not as good as hers. Auntie just thinks that always asking you to run to our house and treat her father will definitely delay your study time. You are in the third year of high school, and you are about to take the college entrance examination, even if you delay a point, your aunt will feel sorry! Are you right? You just asked Yuxiao to make up for your lessons."

Zhao Zijian smiled in his heart, but his face was full of sincerity, saying, "Okay, that's a big plea! Thank you aunt!"

When Xie's mother heard this, she looked relieved and advised Zhao Zijian to drink tea. Seeing that he was really just a simple taste, she seemed not very interested in the tea, so she stopped persuading her.

After a while, Zhao Zijian got up and wanted to leave. She originally wanted to see him off, but before raising her foot, she sent Xie Yuqing and said, "Xiaoqing, then you can send Xiaojian to see him off, it's dark outside."

When he pushed the car out of the Xie family's door, Zhao Zijian looked back and saw that Xie's mother didn't follow him. He couldn't help but ask Xie Yuqing with a smile, "What do you mean by your mother?"

Xie Yuqing glanced at him, "What are you thinking about at the kid's house? My mother just wanted Yuxiao to make up for you, for fear of treating my dad and delaying your grades!"

After a pause, she said, "Because our family can't afford the money."

After saying this, Zhao Zijian stood down and turned to look at her.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have joked like this. Actually, I have no other meaning..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Yuqing had already started to laugh, "I know."

So Zhao Zijian held back the rest of the words.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Zhao Zijian said, "Your mother looks a little haggard. You should advise her that you can pay back the debts you owe slowly. If you get tired of your body, you won't make any money!"

After a pause, he said: "Buy her some ginseng Rongyang Pills, Jinkui Shenqi Pills, or Chinese patent medicines such as Shenling Baizhu Pills."

After saying that, he rode his bicycle and waved his hand to the back, "Let's go!"

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In addition, when considering whether to change the title of the book, what do you think is the name "I Am Not a God"? Is it easier to become a little more popular than "My Fairy Big and Big"?
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