Of course, she knew that miracles were difficult, but people always had to have some hope, otherwise they would only have darkness and negative energy left in their hearts.

Wu Tong was in bed, finished eating chocolate, dipped some chocolate on the corner of her beautiful lips. He ignored it, looked at Wu Zhizhi calmly, reached out and held the novel she was talking in her hand.

Meaning: I don't want to listen to this.

This action made Wu Zhizhi smile. She knew that he had calmed down and said with a smile: "Would you like to listen to the debate?"

He nodded.

Wu Zhizhi brought a radio and put a tape in it, and the voice belonging to Lu Lin slowly came out.

Wu Tong folded his hands in front of him, looking at the roof, and didn't know if he was listening to the debate, his expression seemed very distant.

Wu Zhizhi wiped off the chocolate shavings from the corner of his lips and retreated from the room.

Wu Tong had dinner upstairs, and Wu’s mother and Grandma Wu did not come out, and only Wu Zhizhi and Wu An’an were having dinner in the store.

Wu Zhizhi didn't say anything.

Wu Anan didn't know what to say. Although she was young, she understood many things. This state at home was too depressing.

Wu Zhizhi saw that she finished her meal and drove her to do her homework.

In the narrow store, only Wu Zhizhi and a table of untied dishes were left.

She sat silently, and the surroundings were very quiet. She lowered her eyelashes, took a can of beer from the refrigerator next to her, opened it, and took a sip.

After sitting for about half an hour, she drank two bottles of beer and the landline in the store rang.

Wu Zhizhi walked over and picked it up, her voice was exhausted, "Sorry, we didn't open a store today."

"It's me." Lu Yanshi's voice at the other end of the phone, "I'm at your doorstep."

Wu Zhizhi was stunned for a moment and looked up.

In front of me was a rolling gate, and behind the rolling gate was Lu Yanshi who called her.

She was silent for a few minutes.

She was in the electric current, and she said, "Come in."

Then the phone was hung up, and she came over and opened the small iron door.

Lu Yanshi took his cell phone and pulled the corner of his lips at her.

Wu Zhizhi said: "Come in."

Lu Yanshi bent in, the bowls and plates on the table were not cleaned up, and there were a few extra bottles of beer. Some of the bottles were pinched, probably because she drank them.

"Drinking?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

"You're underage yet?"

Hearing this underage sentence, Wu Zhizhi curled his lower lip with a sarcastic expression, "Do I still look like a underage?"

Lu Yanshi was slightly stunned and couldn't answer.

Wu Zhizhi returned to the table, sat down, picked up the beer, took a sip, and covered half of her face with explosive head, making it impossible to see the emotions on her face at the moment, "I'm sorry for what happened today, I'll make you and your aunt laugh."

"It's not your business, so you don't need to apologize for him." Lu Yanshi sat opposite her, glanced at the table quietly, and counted how many bottles she had drunk.

I have already drunk three and a half bottles, quite a few, and I think I must be in a bad mood.

She lowered her head, "It's our responsibility. If it weren't for my mother, you wouldn't have been entangled by my dad. It would have made you so many people watch you. I'm really sorry."

Lu Yanshi pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

"How about this, I'll treat you to a meal?" Wu Zhizhi felt guilty and looked at him, "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Yanshi looked at her slightly drunk eyes, suddenly wanted to be scratched in his heart, and said, "No need."

"What do you want, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you now." She got up and searched for ingredients in the refrigerator behind. "Is vinegar potatoes and fried pork okay? There are green peppers."

Lu Yanshi frowned, but when she saw that she was really insisting, she didn't say anything, "...Okay, you watch it."

Wu Zhizhi took out the ingredients and she was over, but she was not completely drunk. She took the cut meat and washed it at the sink. Then filtered the potatoes into shreds and soaked them in water. Then she cut the green peppers into circles, cut the large ingredients and side dishes into sections and beat them, making a lively sound.

Lu Yanshi looked at her, was silent for a moment, and took the initiative to fold up the edible bowls on the table and cleaned up, and went to get the new bowls and chopsticks.

Forget it, she is not sad. What can he do to be sad for her?

The first vinegar potatoes served quickly.

Lu Yanshi picked up the chopsticks with anticipation and took a bite.

And then it's-

Acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid acid to frowning.

What's going on?

Is this pouring the whole bottle of vinegar in?

His facial features were so sore that he twisted.

"Wu Zhi..." Half of the sentence stuck in his throat. He was so sore that his heart shrank, and he called Wu Zhizhi, "Ignorance, how much vinegar did you add?"

As soon as this sentence "ignorance" was shouted out, it became his eternal title from now on.

"Not much." Wu Zhizhi held a spatula and sautéed the onion.

"How many aren't there? One bottle?"

"How is that possible?" She picked up the vinegar bottle and looked at it, then she seemed to have reacted, and said, "It seems that I added the wrong one, poured half a bottle."

"..." Lu Yanshi sighed, "This should not be called vinegar and potatoes, it should be called potatoes and vinegar."

"..." She silent for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

The second dish of fried meat from the farmhouse was served. She untied her apron, sat next to him, picked up the beer at hand, and drank half a bottle.

Lu Yanshi was stunned for a moment, "Don't drink so urgently, it hurts your stomach."

"thirsty."

thirsty?

Is she thirsty and drinking beer to quench her thirst? Is she stupid or drunk?

He yelled in his heart, and he picked up a chopstick meat and stuffed it into his mouth. After a second, he spit out all the meat in his mouth with a thud.

The wife is salty!

It's simply dark food.

"Damn, what's this thing? Eat salt?"

She thought with her jaw on her back, her eyes blank, "Have I added more salt?"

"It's more than just too much? This has to be a can of salt, right? Try it yourself." He picked up a chopstick meat with his chopsticks and delivered it to Wu Zhizhi's mouth.

She glanced at the meat, opened her mouth gently, and ate it.

Then he frowned tightly and tried to chew it twice. He couldn't stand it and vomited it, "It's so salty!"

He looked at her entangled little face and laughed for a long time.

"Smile." Wu Zhizhi glanced at him, took the beer next to him, and took a sip.

"Yes, I just laugh at you for being so stupid." I learned this sentence from her before.

Wu Zhizhi: "..."

Then the two of them laughed at the same time. She held her forehead and said in a lazy voice, "Hey, I want to go to bed after dinner."

"I haven't eaten yet." How do you eat these two dishes?

She glanced at the dish and smiled half drunk and half awake, "I'll pay you a meal next time. I've done enough today. I don't want to do it anymore. Do you want to drink a little?"

Wu Zhizhi handed him a bottle of beer.

OK, if you don't have food, you can drink some beer.

Lu Yanshi took it and found that there was no bottle opener on the table. He searched around and there was still no, "Where is the bottle opener?"

She glanced at him, "Hey, you're in trouble."

She reached out and brought the bottle of beer over, knocked it down accurately to her teeth, and then the bottle cap was easily knocked off by her.

She handed the opened beer back to him, "That!"

Lu Yanshi: "..."

He is really a serious patient with cleanliness!

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I don’t want to see anyone today. The author Jun, who originally fantasized about cutting a cool watermelon head, took a photo of the previous year and went to find a teacher Tony and said to him: “I don’t like long bangs, please help me cut back the watermelon head.”

It was bobo's head at this time, and the bangs were left for half a year before they were so long.

Teacher Tony said: "The watermelon head is outdated and it's too bulky. I'll cut you a popular one now."

As a result, after cutting, it was the kind of brother I was in elementary school! My bangs were so short, and I had a hole cut on my forehead, like a fool.

And when I woke up this morning, my hair was blown up...
Chapter completed!