When you and I are born in this world, we have our own worldly affairs to deal with.

Everything depends on money, and being poor is annoying.

Relatives and resentments among friends make it difficult to start a family and start a career.

Work hard and don't dare to be idle for a moment.

I am free from human appearances and ignore the swords of Jianghu.

If your mind is in front of the Buddha, chant the Zen words in your mouth.

Mandarin ducks become companions, everything is fate.

A filial son, a virtuous woman, everything is sufficient.

The daughter Yan is gradually jealous, and there is no joy for Yan Wan.

Children, grandchildren, and daughters-in-law accompany you, especially for what reason.

Sleepless dreams come and go, and the clothes of the past are not touched.

Because worldly affairs are annoying, it is inevitable to be busy.

The common things are constantly being cut, and the false principles are getting more chaotic.

When a person dies, he speaks kindly and only offers a few words of condolence.

Everything has never been wronged, it is all an illusion in the end.

Buddha said, "In life, happiness is fake, pain is fake, gorgeous clothes are fake, gold and silver jewelry are fake, including the things eaten in the stomach are fake, they are all illusions and fantasies."

If there is Buddha in the heart, everything exists; if there is Buddha in the heart, everything does not exist.

Fortunately, Wang Busheng was not very familiar with Sakyamuni. Naturally, Mr. Sakyamuni would not invite Wang Busheng to dinner, and Wang Busheng did not have to spend money on him. Wang Busheng would not care if the Buddha was not a Buddha. Wang Busheng only knew about his stomach.

You will feel uncomfortable when you are hungry, you will miss home when you are full, and you will miss your mother when you are full. Living is more important than anything else. Only when you are full can you do many things.

For example, eat a few more bowls.

There are six people in total. Basically, one bowl is enough for everyone else. Although everyone is very hungry, people like Zhang Jinghui and Li Jincheng will not like cheap food like instant noodles, so naturally they will not like to eat it.

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On the contrary, Wang Bushi was the first to eat instant noodles. The taste was still very good, with the big bone soup and the aroma of chicken stewed with mushrooms. Wang Bushi was very satisfied. After eating five large bowls, he drank all the soup in the pot.

After drinking, Wang Busheng was finally full and burped. He stretched and said, "Well, it's good to be full."

Qian Duoduo looked at Wang Fusei in disbelief and said with a smile: "Brother Fusei, you are really good at eating."

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm starving." Wang Busheng was also a little embarrassed. After all, he had a lot of money but he still retained some dignity for himself and did not directly say that he was a loser.

"Haha, Brother Immortal, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant." Qian Duoduo hurriedly explained: "I envy you, you eat so much and you are not fat yet."

"Hahaha, right?" Wang Busui could only laugh. How could he explain it? Could it be that he ate a lot and had a lot of diarrhea.

Even if you have more money, you will be starving. However, the visibility of people eating instant noodles is much better than that of Wang Busei. He holds the bowl in one hand and the chopsticks in the other. The posture is still the same as Wang Busei. There is no way to use one of these actions.

Finished by hand.

It’s just that her eating movements were much gentler. She picked up a few sticks of instant noodles and put them into her mouth, gently bit them off, then chewed them and swallowed them. She didn’t make a sound during the whole process. This shows that her upbringing was quite strict.

Look at Zhang Jinghui again. The scene of her eating noodles is like a beautiful oil painting. An extremely beautiful woman has served her parents-in-law and husband, taken good care of her children, and worked hard all day until dark. Everyone has already

After going to bed, I had time to sit in front of the stove and eat something. My hair was a little messy, and there were small beads of sweat on my forehead. My rosy face, under the light of the bonfire, looked even more charming, as if it was so red.

The apples seduce everyone who is greedy. Women who work are the most beautiful, and women who take care of the family are the most beautiful.

One of the greedy people is the wretched man Li Jinzhong. As a frequent visitor to Songjiangfu nightclub, Li Jinzhong is known as the "invincible little whirlwind in bed" just because of his identity as a cousin. This time, Li Jinzhong is just a soy sauce existence, and the protagonist is naturally his.

Cousin, I still had some restraint along the way. After all, Zhang Jinghui was the woman Li Jincheng fell in love with. Even if I thought about it again, I could only endure it, but it was always okay to take a look. Of course, I kept it in my mind.

It's also okay to have a little bit of sex.

So while eating the noodles, I stared at the beautiful woman’s face, and swallowed the noodles together with my saliva. Even such unpalatable instant noodles became more flavorful. I have to say, “Looking at the beautiful woman can still make me eat.”

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On the other hand, Li Jincheng was much better. The beauty was right in front of him, his wretched appearance was somewhat restrained, his eyes were just wandering around, and he only took a few small bites of the instant noodles in his hand.

As if he thought of something, Li Jincheng took his luggage and said to everyone: "By the way, I have some chicken legs here. Let's eat them. Just eating noodles is tasteless."

After hearing this, the little Loli hurriedly said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier if you have meat? I don't know if they are still growing."

The little lolita didn't show any courtesy to Li Jincheng, so she snatched the chicken leg, opened the package, and gnawed it. It turned out that Qian Duoduo belonged to carnivores.

Li Jincheng didn't favor one or the other. He gave one to everyone, including Wang Busui, whom he hated very much. The only one he ignored was Li Jinzhong.

Seeing that his cousin didn't give it to him, Li Jinzhong hurriedly asked: "Cousin, where are mine? Where are my chicken legs?"

"Shut up, you're so fat, eat less meat," Li Jincheng blinked and shouted. Li Jincheng still acted like an older brother and knew how to care about his cousin's health.

"But they want to eat meat." Li Jinzhong was full of grievances and obviously ungrateful.

"Shut up." Li Jincheng didn't bother to explain and couldn't explain.

Li Jinzhong is like a wronged little daughter-in-law, crying and eating instant noodles that are difficult to swallow.

Although we usually don’t eat big fish and meat, such as abalone and bear’s paw, we always have meat and vegetable combinations. Naturally, chicken drumsticks with instant noodles are also a very good choice. Zhang Jinghui did not refuse, biting into a small piece of chicken drumsticks, and then took a bite

The noodles, um, taste a lot better.

The handsome boy probably didn't have any feelings for instant noodles either, so he also ate a few bites of chicken drumsticks.

It's just that Wang Busui, well, the instant noodles are still in his throat and he hasn't had time to digest them. Wang Busei really can't eat them. Wang Busei looked at Li Jinzhong resentfully and muttered: "This old boy must be doing it on purpose."

"Revenge". Looking at the chicken drumstick in his hand, Wang BuShi was very sad. It was burnt on the outside and exuded an alluring aroma on the inside. When he saw the chicken drumstick in Qian Duoduo's mouth, based on his many years of experience in eating chicken, Wang BuSi was sure that this was

A chicken that is exercised regularly will have very elastic shreds of meat that can be stretched long with just a pull of the teeth.

Children still like to eat meat. Qian Duoduo simply put down the bowl and concentrated on eating the chicken legs. Soon the chicken legs turned into chicken bones. He looked at his brother's bowl. Well, he had already taken a few bites. Then he looked at Jinghui.

I also ate my sister’s. Then I looked at Wang Bu’s death. He was very excited and asked, “Brother Immortal, why didn’t you eat?”

Li Jincheng was very happy to see that both Zhang Jinghui and Qian's brother and sister had eaten. When he heard that Wang Bu was not eating, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly asked: "Yes, little brother Bu Die, why don't you eat it? The chicken legs are delicious."

Yes, don’t look at this chicken leg as ordinary, just think that it has the same taste as other chicken legs. To tell you the truth, the raw materials of this chicken leg are not simple. The chicken is native to Australia, and the food is absolutely green.

Contamination-free food, and this baking technology is also the latest equipment in the United States. There is no manual labor, and it is all automated, just to avoid unnecessary contamination due to human contact. According to relevant surveys and clinical practice studies, eating this kind of chicken drumsticks is not only

It can not only beautify the skin, but also nourish yin and yang, and prolong life. It is not a problem to live to be 180 years old."

"Really?" When the little girl heard this, she picked up the gnawed chicken bones again and took a few more bites.

Wang Bushit was filled with emotions and he was once again sure that Li Jincheng did it on purpose. This man's conscience was extremely bad. He was even helping him carry his luggage. He was so ungrateful.

"Humph, why don't I like eating chicken legs?" Looking at Qian Duoduo who was still gnawing on the bones, Wang Bushi said: "Duoduo, here, I'll give you the chicken legs, and the child should eat more meat."

Qian Duoduo couldn't believe it and asked weakly: "Brother Immortal, really give it to me."

"A man spits on you and gives it to you," he stuffed it into Qian Duoduo's arms. Wang Bushit turned his head, with tears in his eyes.

In fact, he could save food for the rest of the night. He knew his own digestive system best, and he would definitely be hungry in the middle of the night. Smelling the alluring aroma, Wang Bushit swallowed and then spit it out. Um,

I was so full that I couldn't even swallow my saliva.

Qian Duoduo obviously didn't know what politeness was. He opened the chicken leg and picked it up. While eating, he said: "Well, eating meat is the healthiest thing. I am the meat of all living beings. They have different names and different bodies. They are of the same sex and posture."

Different body, well, the immortal brother is so kind."

People with good literary talent will have more money, so they will naturally not miss the opportunity to express themselves: "For thousands of years, the soup in the bowl has been as deep as the sea, and it is difficult to calm down; I want to know about the swords and wars in the world, but I can't listen to the slaughterhouse's midnight voice

, the dripping blood tastes delicious, and it is difficult to express resentment. Passers-by ask each other, who dares to cut himself with a knife. All living beings have reincarnation, we eat meat in this life, who can guarantee that he will not be the meat on people's plates in the next life?

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Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, but the retribution of karma is a matter of the next life. Besides, there are hidden rules in the underworld. If you give some red envelopes, you can still be a meat-eating person in the next life.

Wang Bushit's head was full of black lines. He just couldn't eat anymore. As a result, the two brothers and sisters raised their moral sentiments to such a high level. Is this considered flattering? Should he be grateful and just feed the tiger with his body?

, or, stretch out your feet and let them take a few bites, um, it will still taste a little salty.

Seeing that Wang Busheng didn't eat chicken legs, Li Jincheng was still a little worried, but there was no other way now. He could only cross the river blindly, taking one step at a time. Fortunately, he still had eighty-eight taels, so he hoped he could.

Listening to his cousin's chatting and slurping sounds, Li Jinzhong swallowed his saliva sadly and stared at the instant noodles in his bowl. Li Jinzhong, who was originally uninterested, became even more boring.

When Li Jincheng saw this, he kicked Li Jinzhong hard and whispered: "Eat more to have strength."

Li Jinzhong didn't know the reason, but he obediently ate the bowl of instant noodles with tears in his eyes.

The moon is sparse, it’s such a clean night, without the noise in the city and the annoying smell of dust, breathing the mountain air makes you feel refreshed. The chirping of birds and the chirping of cicadas in the distance give this silent night

Brought a bit of life.

Li Jincheng looked at his watch and said, "It's still early, let me tell you a story."

"Okay, I like to listen to stories the most, tell it quickly, tell it quickly." The little loli who had eaten was very happy, patting and joking.

"Okay. I'm going to start talking." Li Jinzhong cleared his throat and raised his hands: "To start, an old man went to the market and suddenly encountered heavy rain, so he stayed at a widow's house..."

"Stop, stop, stop, it's another story about animals being inferior to animals. It's so cliché," Qian Duoduo interrupted.

Li Jincheng explained: "This is the latest version."

"I've heard everything new. There are old versions, middle-aged versions, even children's versions. I've heard the Taoist and monk versions. Changing the soup without changing the medicine is not a big deal." Qian Duoduo

Disdainfully.

"Forehead"

Well, it's true. After all, men and women only do that. Li Jincheng mainly wants to liven up the atmosphere and have handsome men and beautiful women. If the effect is achieved, there is no need to wait until night.

"What does it mean to be a loser? It's enjoyment, and the taste, this little girl doesn't understand." The person who said this was Li Jinzhong, a master of it.
Chapter completed!