The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 285: Little Birds Are Troublesome
Does Master Xiao Qin still remember Luo Jun’s tea party?

of course I remember.

Qin Huai not only remembered the tea party at 4 pm, but also remembered the types of fruits in Luo Jun's house. He planned to go to the convenience store to buy two bottles of yogurt and bring some ice cubes from Ouyang's store to make fruit salad for everyone.

As for the customers at Xiao Ou's hand-made lemon tea shop...

It’s okay, we have Ouyang.

The recipe given by Cao Guixiang may seem unreliable, but it is actually very easy to make and tastes really good.

In particular, the coconut drink mixed with several drinks tastes simply amazing. You can tell it is coconut milk from a famous coconut milk brand as soon as you drink it. There are some slight differences in the taste. It tastes more refreshing and has a richer flavor.

It makes people want to drink more and more, and they can't stop.

Ouyang drank three cups in a row and only did anything else after he was full.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Ou’s hand-made lemon tea will not make a loss.

But considering that the owner of this store is Ouyang, there is still a 0.1% chance of an accident.

At 4 o'clock, Qin Huai showed up at Luo Jun's door on time, carrying a bucket of ice cubes (milk tea bucket), 6 bags of plain yogurt bought at a convenience store, and four large buckets of fruit tea.

Ring the doorbell.

Zhang Shumei opened the door.

Zhang Shumei was very enthusiastic when she saw Qin Huai coming. She picked up the canvas bag on the entrance and said loudly to Luo Jun, who was still sitting on the sofa watching TV: "Mr. Luo, Master Qin is here. I'm going to the fruit store to buy some fruit."

Luo Jun nodded slightly.

Zhang Shumei happily went out shopping carrying her canvas bag.

After the door was closed, Luo Jun turned around slightly and gave Qin Huai a look that contained three parts of contempt, five parts of criticism, and two parts of harshness, making him even more villainous than a villain.

"Oh, Master Qin, who is so busy, still has time to visit my humble abode. I thought you thought this was a fruit wholesale market, and you came here to take some goods and left without paying."

Qin Huai understood instantly. The emphasis of this sentence was on "free", which highlighted Luo Jun's resentment that Qin Huai came back many days late, resulting in him having neither tangerine peel tea to drink nor snacks to eat.

Qin Huai quickly served four cups of fruit tea, put the ice bucket and yogurt on the table, and said with a smile: "How can that be possible? I made fruit tea especially for you."

Luo Jun directly forwarded the message in the group to Qin Huai.

Qin Huai remained calm and continued to make up a story: "I went to Ouyang's shop and made it especially for you. You don't know that Ouyang made hand-beaten lemon tea for his family on New Year's Eve, and the whole family drank it and went to the hospital."

"Although you are Bifang and your body is better than that of ordinary people, you have failed to survive the tribulation, haven't you? From a biological point of view... at least from the hospital's medical records, you are now a 92-year-old man. If I send you to the hospital with a cup of fruit tea, or if the situation is worse, you will be sent directly to your second life, then I will be committing a great sin."

As soon as Qin Huai finished speaking, the door opened, and Chen Huihong and Qu Jing came in one after the other. It can be seen that the relationship between Chen Huihong and Luo Jun has made great progress during this period, and Bifang and the grass and wood spirits have formed a deep friendship - she has the key to Luo Jun's house.

"What kind of sin is that? I seem to have heard about the second life. Xiao Qin, have you met any new monsters over there? I was wondering why you came back so late. Jingjing's exchange program was over and you haven't come back yet." Chen Huihong asked in a loud voice.

Qu Jing followed Chen Huihong in, holding a small pot for cooking. After hearing what Chen Huihong said, she quickly explained, "According to the hospital procedures, I should have come back at the end of March. Two doctors in our department resigned at the beginning of the year, and we couldn't recruit new people for a while. I took the initiative to apply to end the exchange early, so I came back early."

"Chen Huihong, can you lower your voice a little? If you yell again, everyone upstairs will know that there are no humans in this room." Luo Jun said with disgust, pointing to the kitchen, "The fruit plate is in there."

Qin Huai hurried to get it.

By the way, you can cut some fruit by yourself and make a fruit dip with yogurt.

Qu Jing followed Qin Huai into the kitchen. In the small pot in her hands was the freshly cooked rice cake soup. It was not yet cooked, so it had to be served out quickly. If it was simmered for a while longer, the rice cake would turn into a paste.

Qin Huai looked at Qu Jing's face.

She's a little tanned.

In order to disguise that she was severely allergic to ultraviolet rays, Qu Jing had not seen the sun for many years. She had to wrap herself up tightly when going out, and her skin became frighteningly white.

In addition, self-harm always causes bleeding, and her lips and face are pale, sometimes as white as paper. Anyone who sees her can tell at a glance that this girl is probably not in good health.

Later, Qu Jing's mental condition improved, and her self-harm behavior gradually decreased. She rarely showed the paleness caused by lack of blood. After waking up, her face had a lot of color, and her lips were much redder.

Now I'm even tanned.

Qin Huai knew that many girls pursued whitening, cosmetic surgery, sunscreen, and parasols. Even Qin Luo, who was in the second year of junior high school, knew to apply some sunscreen when going out in the summer, so as not to get tanned like a charcoal in the summer vacation.

But Qin Huai thought Qu Jing looked better when she was darker.

Her skin color was too white before, so white that she looked unpopular. It was fine when she wore a mask, but once she took it off, she stood out in the crowd, so unique that you could see her at a glance.

Qu Jing now looks like a normal person.

He no longer wore gloves, but still wore long sleeves, and his every move and gesture was that of a normal person.

"I met my uncle and third uncle during the Chinese New Year this year." Qu Jing suddenly spoke.

Qin Huai paused while mixing the fruit and asked, "Did you volunteer at the nursing home during the Chinese New Year?"

"Yes." Qu Jing nodded. "My parents invited me to go with them. Our hospital also happened to have a task in this area, so I volunteered."

"My third uncle said that I looked a lot like his niece who had passed away many years ago," Qu Jing said with a smile. "My third uncle told me a lot about my past."

"In my previous life, I was always in a daze and didn't know a lot of things. I didn't know how great I was in the eyes of my third uncle. He said that when I was in school, I was always the first in the class, the first in the city in the middle school entrance examination, and the top 10 in the city in the college entrance examination."

"I clearly remember that I ranked first in the school and in the top 10 in the city in the high school entrance examination. My third uncle even embellished my memory."

"He remembered that I liked to wear skirts and draw. When I was in junior high school, I wanted to be an artistic young woman and wrote poems. When I was in high school, I learned to play the flute with my classmates, but after two months of study, I couldn't play a complete song."

"Uncle San still remembers the day I was admitted to Kyoto Medical College, my father was so happy that he drank half a bottle of white wine, got drunk all night, and didn't wake up until the afternoon of the next day."

"He even remembered that when I was a freshman, I wanted to apply for the literature club, but because my poetry was so bad, the club refused to accept me. I was so sad that I wrote a letter to my parents to complain."

Qu Jing spoke quietly as he served out the rice cake soup bit by bit.

"My third uncle told me that his niece was very outstanding, but because she was too outstanding, she was envied by the gods. I don't know why she suddenly went crazy."

"He, my uncle, and my parents tried many methods and consulted many doctors, but none of them could cure me. Later, my parents were desperate and started praying to gods and Buddhas. My mother secretly burned a lot of incense and prayed for a lot of talismans."

"I don't know any of this. My mother never believes in those supernatural things. What she talks about most at home is that some patient didn't come to the hospital for treatment when he got sick, but instead believed in witches in the countryside and drank magic water."

"After I committed suicide, many people advised my parents to have another child while they still could. My parents insisted on adopting a child from their relatives, and they had to adopt a daughter."

"My uncle said my father's original words were: I already have the best daughter. If I have another one, that child's position in my heart will not be as high as God's Love. This is unfair to that child and to God's Love." "So he would rather adopt one, because then God's Love would be their only child."

"So I did something I shouldn't have done." Qu Jing lowered her head, "Qin Huai, I'm only telling you, don't tell Sister Hong and Mr. Luo, they will definitely scold me if they know."

"What did you do?" Qin Huai asked.

"I told my parents that I had a dream. In the dream, I heard my classmate say that he and his parents went to the Capital Zoo and saw big lions and tigers. I told my parents in the dream about this. My parents promised me that they would take me to the zoo when I was admitted to a university in the capital, but we didn't go because of the schedule delay."

Qin Huai was stunned, thinking that Qu Jing was indeed a man who did great things quietly, and actually did such a big thing behind everyone's back.

"So...what was your parents' reaction?"

"My mother told me that she often had a dream that her daughter would grow up to be a doctor, and now her dream has come true."

"I have made an appointment with my parents and Teacher Chen that I will take annual leave this summer and go to Peking and the zoo with them."

Qin Huai didn't know what to say for a moment. This sounded like a very beautiful ending to a story, but at the same time it was full of hidden dangers.

Although Chen Huihong often says some violent words, she speaks the truth most of the time.

For example, if a monster successfully passes the tribulation, it should die immediately, because if it stays alive, there is a risk of failing to pass the tribulation.

Although this situation is rare, it does exist. There is one person lying in Qin Huai's illustration column. This person is still in elementary school and is attending an extracurricular tutoring class at this time.

"It really won't happen if you do this... You don't have to worry about... the risk... As long as you are happy." This is all Qin Huai could say.

"I know there are risks in doing this, but I think it's the right thing to do," Qu Jing said. "The life of a spirit is long and boring. If not every spirit needs to survive a catastrophe, most of them would live as long as the world, until the day they decide to die."

"Before I went through the tribulation, I never knew why the spirits went through the tribulation. In fact, I am not very clear now. But I think that going through the tribulation should be to let us know how to live, how to have emotions, how to enter the world, and how to truly become a human being."

"People have emotions and desires. As a spirit, I shouldn't do this kind of thing, but as a daughter, I don't want to make my parents regret it."

"I think Mr. Luo may be right. You are not my straw."

"My straw has always been by my side. Even if I hadn't met you, maybe when I collapsed from self-harm and met my third uncle, or other relatives from my previous life, I would have woken up."

As soon as Qu Jing finished speaking, Chen Huihong walked to the kitchen door: "Jingjing, Xiao Qin, do you need help? Xiao Qin, are you making snacks? Can you steam some buns? I haven't eaten fermented glutinous rice buns for a long time and I really want to eat them!"

"Okay, but it takes some time to make the fermented rice wine steamed buns. Sister Hong, you may have to wait until the evening to eat." Qin Huai replied loudly, "I'm mixing the fruit salad. You and Mr. Luo can have some first."

"Take the things out." Qin Huai said to Qu Jing.

"Yes." Qu Jing nodded and reminded again, "Don't tell Sister Hong and Mr. Luo."

"know."

Qin Huai and Qu Jing brought out the fruit and rice cake soup, and Luo Jun then got up from the sofa and walked to the dining table. He had a mobile phone in his hand, and the TV series had been paused long ago.

"I want some tangerine peel tea." Luo Jun ordered the dishes expressionlessly. "I asked Zhang Shumei to prepare all the ingredients."

"I'll cook it for you later." Qin Huai agreed immediately, "There will be enough snacks for you today."

"But Sister Hong, you may not have enough room for fermented glutinous rice steamed buns today, so I'm going to make four-happiness dumplings today. I sent the ingredients in advance, so I'll call and ask if they've been delivered."

"It was delivered yesterday and is in the refrigerator." Luo Jun said.

Chen Huihong looked like she understood: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a review. I asked my dad, mom, brother, and sister-in-law to write a review for the Four Happiness Tangtuan. Wait a minute, I'll look for it on my phone and send it to you."

Qin Huai: ...?
No, why is it that the first thing everyone says when they see him is a review of Four Happiness Tangtuan? Does he really pursue reviews of Four Happiness Tangtuan so much?

Well, there were before the Four Happiness Dumplings were upgraded to A-grade.

Seeing Qu Jingdu starting to look through his phone, Qin Huai waved his hands repeatedly.

"no, I'm fine."

"No need to judge now, I have already finished my Four Happiness Glutinous Rice Balls training. It's A-level! My Four Happiness Glutinous Rice Balls have reached A-level, and my seasoning is also at the master level. Didn't I tell you? Oh, yes, I don't think I participated in the video tea party during the Chinese New Year."

"In short, the current four-happiness dumplings are no longer what they used to be. The A-grade four-happiness dumplings are really very different from the B-grade ones."

The three of them just looked at Qin Huai calmly.

The expression on Luo Jun's face was: so? Grade A, so what? It's just so-so, I've had better.

The expression on Qu Jing's face was: Then my evaluation would be in vain.

The expression on Chen Huihong's face was: I can't imagine what A-grade food is like if I haven't tasted it. You have to let me taste it before I can praise it.

The three monsters each have their own inner thoughts, all written on their faces.

Qin Huai:......

For some reason, this scene was supposed to be a satisfying show-off, but every time he tried to show off recently, it seemed that he was not very successful.

Is he born not to show off?
No, try again tomorrow.

"I'll go make the dumplings." Qin Huai rushed back to the kitchen and decided to prove his strength to everyone with practical actions.

Chen Huihong silently put away her phone.

If Qin Huai could have seen Chen Huihong's WeChat interface just now, he would have found that she had actually chatted with Luo Jun on WeChat a few minutes ago.

Lonely Old Bird: I am old, not dead. Don’t they know that the kitchen door is not closed tightly?

Chen Huihong: Maybe I don’t know.

Lonely old bird: Little birds are always troublesome.

Chen Huihong: That’s right. If you ask me, you should die directly after successfully surviving the tribulation. There will be no hidden dangers.

Lonely old bird: How come you are still alive?

Chen Huihong: I’m different.

Chen Huihong: What if Jingjing fails again?
Lonely old bird: What can I do? Give me another hand, if I am still alive at that time.

Lonely old bird: Little birds are always troublesome.

(End of this chapter)