Tong Nina took out the dried fruits that Qingshan had brought, and they ate and chatted. Luo Shaohui, like his sister, loved persimmon cakes the most. He insisted that they were made from the fruit of his old persimmon tree. He kept asking Qingshan how he preserved the persimmons from the beginning of winter until now, making them as soft and sticky as fresh ones, without any taste of preservatives. Qingshan broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this:
The persimmon tree in the space grew from a branch of the tree in Luo's courtyard. They are of the same lineage, and the persimmons they produce taste the same. Luo Shaohui's sense of taste is too sharp to be able to taste it. It's strange!
In order to conceal the secret of the space, Qingshan lied to Luo Shaohui that he had water-related abilities and that soaking fruits in water with these abilities could keep them fresh for a long time. Luo Shaohui believed it and thought to himself that it would be great if his abilities were water-related, as they could naturally preserve freshness and fight aging. Wouldn't it be more popular than "magic water" if he bottled and sold it?
It was almost noon, Qingshan asked them to continue talking and went to the kitchen to cook lunch. Luo Wenyuan also went to help.
In order to make Luo Shaohui gain at least ten pounds in a week, she would have to spend more time preparing some nourishing medicinal meals. With the previous experience of Luo Zhentian's rapid weight gain, snacks such as peanuts, melon seeds, and candied fruits were also necessary. Half of the ones she brought had been eaten in the past few days, so she had to find a reason to get another batch out of the space.
"Wen Yuan, we're running out of snacks. How can we get another batch of preserved fruits?"
Luo Wenyuan turned off the heat of the brewed herbal tea and placed it on the windowsill to cool. He turned around and hugged Qingshan, and replied:
"We just said that before we came here, to reduce the weight of our luggage, we sent most of the snacks via international express. We decided to find a chance to go out for a walk and pick up the packages. Now they're out! You little idiot—!"
After saying that, Luo Wenyuan lowered his head and kissed Qingshan's plump forehead hard. A red mark immediately appeared on Qingshan's fair skin, as bright as a flower ornament.
“Ehhhhhhhh!”
Luo Wenyuan didn't seem to expect that he had sucked so hard that he actually planted a strawberry on his wife's forehead. This was really troublesome! He was a little timid, laughed dryly, let go of Qingshan, and took a big spoon to pretend to stir the cold tea.
Qingshan didn't notice anything unusual about Luo Wenyuan. He made a face at him and slipped into the space to cook. Luo Wenyuan then breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the place where Qingshan disappeared, and grinned foolishly.
As soon as Qingshan entered the space, he was almost knocked down by Yin'er. It was the first time for Yin'er to stay in the space for such a long time since he followed Qingshan as a spirit pet. The flow of time inside and outside the space was different. One day outside was more than a month in the space, which made Yin'er feel suffocated. So as soon as Qingshan came in, he pounced on him and acted coquettishly, humming in his mouth.
"Master, woof! Don't you want Silver Ear anymore? I'm not as powerful as Sister Deng, but I can still bite bad guys. Master, please don't despise me—humph..."
Qingshan was so upset, what was going on?
"What are you talking about, Yin'er? How could I not want you? We are in the United States now. You are too big. If you come out of the space rashly, it will arouse suspicion!"
Silver Ear didn't answer, but just buried his big head in Qingshan's arms, his two fluffy pointed ears twitching, which made Qingshan's heart melt. He even made a promise:
"Okay, I'll find a way to get you out this afternoon—"
The red light fell on the jujube tree and joined in the fun: "Master, I want to go out and play too——"
Qingshan sighed, alas, although I have the spiritual pets in my hands and the world is mine, but these little guys need to be fed and coaxed at ordinary times, and I have to take care of them both materially and spiritually. It is more troublesome than raising children. It is really a sweet burden!
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