Chapter 322 White Hair Brand Alarm Clock
"Rice is so delicious! If I could eat dry rice, I would be willing to die immediately."
"Go ahead. I need to kill more zombies and eat more dry rice."
"No, no, no, I'm kidding. I can kill a hundred of them tomorrow!"
People's happiness is so simple. Having enough food and warm clothing is the happiest thing.
Zhu Linlang, who had really eaten the rice presented to her by the emperor, savored the flavor of the rice carefully. Common people just thought that the rice was delicious, but she could taste the huge difference between the rice and the rice in their world.
Even the best rice in Qing Dynasty tastes more bitter, drier and throatier than this bowl of rice.
"This is the result of selecting the best seeds for cultivation over generations, so of course it tastes good. If you want more fragrant rice, you can select fragrant varieties for cultivation, and then select more fragrant seeds from the next generation for cultivation again. This way, the seeds cultivated will be more stable.
We also have types that taste sticky, types that are more viscous, and types that are thin and chewy. There are so many varieties of rice that I can’t list them all in one night.”
There is also another type, which is the rice from the beast world and the spiritual rice from the fairy world. Not only are they delicious, but they also contain gases that are beneficial to the human body. However, the production is limited and they have been reserved before they are harvested.
Therefore, the rice in Lin Xinhuan's supermarket is all purchased in bulk, ranging from one yuan to ten yuan per pound. This time, she brought the rice from City D, which is the most commonly consumed rice in Shenshan Town families, at 2.5 yuan per pound.
There were not many places to live in the government office, so Zhu Linlang bought a few large tents from Lin Xinhuan and let everyone sleep in them. Even though everyone was sleeping head to head and foot to foot in the tent, they never let go of the smiles on their faces in their dreams.
Lin Xinhuan returned to the present and threw herself on the big bed: "I am so happy. Thank you, my father, the country."
It is also because of the protection of country Z's leaders and soldiers that each of them can live an ordinary, simple and happy life.
In Kinabalu.
"Buzz, Ben, buzz."
Lin Xinhuan didn't even blink, and impatiently waved away the annoying mosquito sounds in her ears: "It's so annoying, so annoying, how come there are still mosquitoes in winter! The mosquito sounds a little familiar."
My consciousness gradually became clear, and I realized that it sounded familiar. It was the voice of Baimao.
"Lin Xinhuan, get up, the sun is shining on your butt." Baimao imitated the alarm clock of the time bird, went in and out of the small room, and said, "Get up, the sun is shining on your butt."
However, there is no bird alarm clock in Lin Xinhuan's room. The white-haired little house is his own mansion, suspended on the wall. He can fly in and out by himself. In order to complete the task given to them by Wu Xiuli, they have to fight!
Before Wu Xiuli and the others left, she specifically instructed Baimao and Yuwan to supervise Lin Xinhuan and not let her get up too late, as sleeping too long was not good for her health.
"Mom, I'm not a child. How can I let two little animals supervise me?"
"You, Yuwan and Baimao both get up earlier than you. It's more reliable to let them call you than for me to tell you."
Wu Xiuli was very happy to see that this somewhat willful little girl was not like Lin Xinhuan who had just arrived in Shenshan Town. She was extremely sensible and well-mannered, and was an excellent child praised by everyone.
But for parents, it is a good thing for their children to be sensible, but they don’t want them to be too sensible. Only children who are not loved will try to package themselves with perfection.
With them around, Lin Xinhuan can be willful and unrestrained. They love children, so no matter how old Lin Xinhuan is, in their eyes she is still a child who needs adult care.
Lin Xinhuan had heard from a classmate before that when her parents went out to work, they would tell her not to open the door if a stranger came. In fact, her classmate was already 20 years old.
Lin Xinhuan was very jealous at the time. When she was still in primary school, she was asked not to reveal her inner thoughts and had to be an elegant socialite with a mask-like smile on her face.
Now she doesn't need to be jealous anymore, because she has become a spoiled child by Lin Zhuangcheng and Wu Xiuli.
"Fishball, so heavy, so heavy, do you know how fat you are now?"
Fortunately, I was in good health, otherwise I would have been crushed to death by Yuwan.
Girls cannot be talked about for their weight, and the same goes for handsome wolves. Lin Xinhuan felt the weight on her body getting heavier again, and quickly surrendered.
"Okay, okay, Yuwan is the most handsome wolf in the world. I'll get up, I'll get up."
Only then did he breathe in some fresh air, sit up, hold Yuwan's face and rub it, and only when he saw his hair flying did he feel relieved.
"I only slept for a few hours, okay? Last night, oh no, I went to bed at five in the morning today, so I only slept for five hours. Look at the dark circles under my eyes."
Lin Xinhuan stretched her eyelids resentfully to show them the dark circles that didn't exist. Facts proved that having too high a cultivation level wasn't a good thing, as there wasn't even a chance of dark circles forming.
"Ha~" She yawned for a long time.
"We just listened to our mother and told you not to go to bed early. Why did you stay up late every day? Did you become a thief?"
I have to say, Baimao is very motherly now: "This family would fall apart sooner or later without me."
Bang! Lin Xinhuan let herself fall onto the mattress, her eyes dull, as if her soul had left her body and her energy had been sucked out: "After I came back yesterday, I couldn't help but open a new novel to read. It was so exciting that I couldn't put it down."
That was the story of the owner of the vast secret realm and seven male cultivators. Hiss~it was burning~her nose was about to bleed, Lin Xinhuan covered her nose reflexively.
Previously, Fengyue Newspapers were all about the story of the owner of the vast secret realm and the female cultivator. Somehow, after the word got out that she was a woman, a large number of articles with a female perspective appeared. Lin Xinhuan read them out of curiosity. They were wonderful, really too wonderful. Her eyes lit up. The world of cultivating immortals is more open than Blue Star. There is no need to purify water or turn off the lights.
Isn’t she the owner of the vast secret realm? The sense of immersion and experience is full.
Lin Xinhuan held the glowing novel in her hands, covered herself with the quilt, and had a silly smile on her face.
"Hey, hey, hey, sizzle."
When it’s half past ten, I think about rounding it off and going to bed at eleven; when it’s eleven, I think it’s still in time by twelve, but it’s already half past one, so I go to bed at three…
Finally, he couldn't hold up his eyelids anymore and fell into a coma.
"Knock, knock, knock. Xinhuan, something bad has happened. Zombies have appeared in City B."
Lin Xinhuan thought someone was knocking on the door, but the sound came from outside the window. She opened the curtain and saw Brother Chen Dong, looking anxious, with half of his body appearing outside the window.
Her room is on the second floor...
The situation was urgent and there was no time to worry about whether to go out through the window or the door. Lin Xinhuan opened the window to let Chen Dongge in. Fortunately, she did not sleep naked, so she could be seen in her pajamas.
"What's going on?"
It's about eight in the morning in City B. Just like countless other workdays, everyone is rushing to work and catching the subway. The subway in City B is as packed as sardines, with not much space left for air.
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