Chapter 278 277. Bamboo Sticks

Huaiyu was silent.

After a while, she suppressed her laughter and said, "Are you allergic to eggs?"

Gao Ming shook his head blankly: "No, I'm not allergic."

Boss Tang couldn't stand it any longer: "He had allergies when he was still a playboy. Then he had a catastrophe for a few years. He had all kinds of ingredients in the nutrient solution, took medicine and injections, and used all kinds of new biopharmaceuticals... He's well now."

"Xiao Yu, it's time to feed him. Don't feel burdened. I have prepared allergy medicine for him at home."

Boss Tang was so caring that Huaiyu was deeply moved: "Are you still not going to have dinner together?"

Boss Tang was silent for a moment: "Next time."

"Next time I come, if Gao Ming is still well, I will go."

When it comes to cherishing life, he is not much worse.

The autumn wind blew, and Gao Ming beside him sneezed. Boss Tang instantly became angry again: "Gao Ming, are you wearing your autumn clothes?"

Huaiyu and Zhou Qian looked at each other and thought, why wear autumn clothes in September? Boss Tang is really angry.

But, in any case, the new neighbors didn't seem difficult to get along with, nor did they seem very useful.

In this regard, Zhou Qian could only sigh.

After all, this farmhand is still alone.

…

Since the beginning of autumn, the food quality of Huaiyu's family has skyrocketed.

Not only because the chickens finally started laying eggs, but also because the weather was clear and sunny in autumn, not only the sauces at home were dried, but also a lot of pickled vegetables were prepared. In addition, the soybeans, mung beans and yams that were planted earlier had a good harvest, and even the three meals a day became more varied.

Especially every morning when I put sauce on the roll and beat an egg, then wrap it with a handful of crispy mung bean sprouts or two slices of green vegetables, I feel that life is complete.

Zhou Qian can eat three of these pancakes in the morning!

Of course, he was only given one or two eggs, because the chickens laid four eggs a day at most, and three eggs was more common, no more.

Huaiyu was also planning to save up a few dozen to make salted eggs and take them with him when he went to the wilderness! Now that Gao Ming had joined the fray, the task of saving eggs became even more difficult.

well.

Now it is already October and the lotus leaves in the pond have long withered. She picked the withered leaves and used them to steam a few pots of lotus leaf rice.

Let’s not talk about how it tastes for now, let’s just talk about whether it is lotus leaf!

The meal was ready at 11:55. The two waited at the dining table for a few minutes. When there was only one minute left before twelve o'clock, Gao Ming came into the room.

He didn't know what experiment he had done, but there were several tears on his coat. He hadn't taken care of his appearance for a while, and his hair had covered his eyes, which was held up by a wire headband Huaiyu had kindly provided.

His beard was a little messy, but because an ant crawled out when he was eating one time, Zhou Qian forced him to shave it off - because Gao Ming refused to cooperate, two long and thin bloody marks were left on his face.

Now...

Huaiyu stared at his face from left to right, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "The scar is gone!"

Gao Ming, however, didn't care at all and just focused on eating.

He is always like this, eating slowly and without saying a word. After finishing his meal, he puts down his chopsticks and leaves. He is simply racing against time to do research.

But nothing has been developed after so long, and Zhou Qian was a little dissatisfied at first, but when he thought of Kataro, he instantly lost his temper.

Yes, Kataro still remembers him! He would come to see him every day with a ball in his arms - look, when Gao Ming was eating, he was standing at the door again!

This was the first time Huaiyu saw such a situation and he was heartbroken.

She even took Kataro to Gao Ming's house, but this time Kataro was unhappy. He flapped his wings, but his antennae were stretched straight. He was determined not to enter his house.

Is this...homesickness? Huaiyu was puzzled.

Until one day, Boss Tang came over and saw it. He couldn't help but sigh again: "Kutaro, Gao Ming doesn't need to clean up after dinner now, go and have fun by yourself."

Turning around, he explained to Huaiyu, "You know, Ketaro was originally raised to clean the house and the home. Gao Ming has poor self-care ability, so Ketaro is used to waiting for him when he eats..."

"I guess Kataro must be afraid that Gao Ming will make your room dirty, so he is waiting here to clean it up."

Huaiyu was deeply moved! "Ke Tailang!" She promised again: "The ginseng I picked for you last time is producing seeds. When the seeds are ripe, I will pull them out and give them to you to eat!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The other seeds will then be stimulated to grow again, and there will be dozens of small ginseng plants next year. Although they are small and not very effective, this kind of ginseng is the most inconspicuous to sell. Huaiyu has already planned it! Ketaro bent his antennae and left with satisfaction.

Although Boss Tang is not here now, Huaiyu couldn't help but call Gao Ming when he thought of what happened before: "We have been together for more than half a month, don't you plan to say a few more words to us?"

Gao Ming looked at her expressionlessly and said, "The food is delicious. Thank you for your hard work."

The words were quite polite, but when he said them with a straight face, it sounded like a mockery. Fortunately, Huaiyu knew his character and sighed at this moment: "Don't just focus on research. The scenery near me is so beautiful. Don't you want to get familiar with the environment?"

"No need." Gao Ming remained calm. "There is a bamboo forest behind your house. The bamboo forest and the rose corridor are strangely connected to form a bamboo tunnel for your warehouse. There are unexpectedly many vegetable plots. Zhou Qian is very capable."

"Just know this, nothing else matters."

He was so pure-hearted and had no desires or requests that Huaiyu was speechless.

After a long while, she murmured, "But my bamboo forest can talk, and it wants to fall in love with the sunflower... I also want to ask if you and that little chatterbox have anything to talk about."

If she is willing to chat, she can give Gao Ming a handful of melon seeds as a token of friendship, so that he can use this kind of irritating rhetoric to stop his chattering.

Otherwise, every time I turned around to eat melon seeds, I could hear Kuang Biao mourning the death of his first love...

Huaiyu, with the remains of his first love still in his mouth: …

Zhou Qian, who particularly likes the plum-flavored corpses: …

She was lost in thought and didn't notice that Gao Ming on the other side stiffened when he heard the word bamboo. After a moment, he stood up with a grim expression: "What's the good of an adult bamboo with a head full of love? It will only lead children astray? If you need it, I have a saw."

This was the first time he expressed his resistance. Considering that he had deliberately taken a detour to avoid the bamboo forest when he came from District 3, Huaiyu understood.

There is no reason for liking or disliking. Gao Ming must have been beaten with a bamboo stick before.

Okay, you can't force this.

But as she watched the man walk away, she still had something to ask: "It's going to get colder soon, and we're planning to install a stove at home. If we install one for your house, will you remember to put some firewood in it?"

Update one.