He Yuzhu opened his eyes in the darkness before dawn.
In his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of electricity that 'dispelled' the darkness in front of him.
The ability to generate electricity in the Void Room and see things in the dark told the truth that his martial arts had already stepped into the HuaJin stage.
His eyes were half-closed as he stared at the tiles on the roof of the dark room.
He felt a sense of disappointment that was similar to the last time when he had been looking forward to meeting Li Ziyu in the school committee office, but when he opened the door, he only saw Secretary Liang. However, it was also fundamentally different. It was a sense of loss that flowed in his heart for a long time.
After a long time, He Yuzhu blinked gently and blinked again. Her thoughts seemed to have recovered from the eternal silence.
"System?"
No one responded.
"A farm?"
There was still no sound.
"Big shot?"
Still, no one spoke.
"Damn you!"
He Yuzhu cursed angrily.
However, despite his disrespect, he still did not trigger any punishment or draw out a possible big shot.
"Forget it. So what if it's true or false?
"I've been here, I've seen it, I've experienced it.
"I feel that they are real. Even if they are illusory, they will become real.
"I think it's fake. Even if it's real, it's just a dream.”
After figuring this out, He Yuzhu was no longer obsessed with whether Master Yang, whom he met in the school course, was real or a virtual character generated by the farm.
However…
"Do whatever you want, but don't hurt anyone.”
This was Master Yang's final advice, and also the last lesson Master Yang gave him.
However, shouldn't doing whatever he wanted be a derogatory term?
Martial artists should abide by their hearts, so how could they really do whatever they wanted?
If he could do whatever he wanted, how could he not hurt anyone?
Even though he felt that he was somewhat smart, even though he felt that his attainments in literature were not bad.
However, at this moment, when he heard Master Yang's last words, He Yuzhu could not help but feel confused.
Forget it, there was still a lot of time. He had only finished 20 lessons of the 500-class Tai Chi (Beginner).
There was still enough time for him to comprehend it in the future.
Perhaps, after experiencing more, gaining more knowledge, and having enough life experience, he would naturally understand.
Moreover, just like Master Yang said, this was Master Yang's own conclusion. Master Yang himself didn't know if it was right or wrong.
He could refer to it, but there was no need to follow it.
No matter how good someone else's was, it was still someone else's.
Only those who were suitable would be able to become his own.
At this thought, He Yuzhu collected all his thoughts.
He shook his head and rubbed his face.
A neutralizing grandmaster's keen senses allowed him to notice that his appearance was closer to that of his previous life.
He Yuzhu got up and put on a sweater to make herself look less unusual. After putting on a long jacket, He Yuzhu stood up immediately.
She washed up with cold water and looked at the time. It was only 5:40 pm.
"It's a little early. I won't go out to buy food today.”
He Yuzhu glanced at the sound asleep Rainy and closed the door quietly.
She pushed open He Daqing's door, not caring if she would wake up this hung-over guy.
She scooped a bowl of noodles from the bag and added seven or eight eggs and water to make up.
He opened the furnace and cleared the ashes. He placed the stove on the stove and directly used the fire to make pancakes.
The fire was not strong, so the pancake was soft and not easy to burn.
One, two, three…
In one breath, he baked a bowl of noodles and eight eggs. The pancake in the pot was almost filled to the brim.
Before He Daqing woke up, He Yuzhu wrapped half of it in oil paper and put it in the farm warehouse.
He washed his hands, took two potatoes, and quickly washed, peeled, sliced, and shredded them.
It was already past six o'clock when the two potatoes were cooked in the pot.
He Daqing was woken up by the fragrance. When he opened his eyes, he saw He Yuzhu cutting the pig's head and beef with sauce with a knife.
"Aren't you going to buy food today?”
Seeing that He Yuzhu had actually made breakfast for himself today, He Daqing felt a little curious.
Didn't this silly son buy food every day after he was enlightened?
She didn't mind the price and even bought the expensive and good ones.
However, he looked at the pancake, the spiced beef, and the pig's head.
He Daqing silently retracted his thoughts.
The cost of these things was no less than the cost of buying a breakfast.
"If you're awake, don't lie on the bed. Get up and wash up and eat.”
He Yuzhu was in a good mood after sorting out his emotions.
Seeing that He Daqing was still lying on the bed, she urged him.
She went out and went back to her room to wake up the rain.
After the little girl washed up and was sober, she took three pieces of bread and wrapped them around the pig's head, spiced beef, and shredded potatoes.
With a slash, it was cut into three halves, one end more than two-thirds and the other less than one-third.
If it was less than one-third of the time, half of it would be given to the rain. If it was more than two-thirds of the time, the other half would be eaten.
She was able to taste all three flavors, and she was so happy that she praised her brother for being so smart.
He Yuzhu gladly accepted his sister's praise and took a bite of the three pancakes. As he chewed, he suddenly felt like he had forgotten something.
What was it?
Oh, right, he didn't go out today, so he didn't complete the 'daily mission' to greet the future Third Uncle.
Thinking about how he would greet Teacher Yan every day on the second day after transmigrating, He Yuzhu wondered if he should go and punch a card now?
This thought flashed through his mind, but he suppressed it again.
Just to say hello to someone, he ran to the front yard halfway through his meal?
Those who knew you were OCD, those who didn't would think you had some serious illness!
Suppressing this fleeting thought, He Yuzhu quickly finished his breakfast.
Then, he cut a piece of spiced beef and pig's head, sliced it, and placed it in the lunch box with the shredded potatoes that he had left out in advance.
After stuffing the lunch box into his bag, He Yuzhu walked out after he had eaten and drunk his fill.
"Why did you take a box out?”
"I got to know a new revolutionary comrade in school, so I brought him to have a taste of my cooking.”
After saying that, He Yuzhu led Rainwater out the door.
When he passed by the front yard, he saw that the future Third Master was about to enter the house from the yard.
He Yuzhu quickly greeted them."Good morning, Teacher Yan."”
"Zhu Zi, good morning." Yan Bugui turned around and glanced at him."Have you eaten?”
"Yeah, I woke up early today, so I made some at home.”
"I was wondering why I didn't see you so early today.”
"Hai, you can't buy food outside every day, right? It's a waste of money!”
"That's right. We have to spend this money wisely.
"As the saying goes, you can't be poor in food and clothing, but you can't be poor forever.”
"Alright! Great! Don't share your scheming with us. Where did I learn this?
"I'm in a hurry, so I won't chat with you.”
After chatting for a while, He Yuzhu led the rainwater out the door.
"Phew ~"
Walking in the alley, He Yuzhu exhaled as if she had completed a daily task.
"This damned OCD!"
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