The car was parked outside the yard.
Chen Jingyu got off the car, looked through the door, and was surprised to see a whole row of flowers under the wall.
"You're actually so well-raised?"
I remember that when I came back during the Qingming Festival, they were all still small seedlings. After just over two months, they were all covered with flowers, and the branches were full of flowers in all kinds of colors.
Looking at it, it is eye-catching, and it perfectly explains what it means to be pleasing to the eye.
"Just water and fertilize occasionally. Bougainvillea is easy to maintain."
Chen Jingle said casually, carrying a suitcase in each hand.
Chen Jingyu didn't take it seriously.
Looking at the branches and flowers, it is obvious that they have been carefully pruned.
There was a roommate in her dormitory who, after three years of college, had raised more than a dozen pots of plants.
That's right!
It’s Huangfu Junxiao you’re talking about!
Compare it to my brother... maybe, this is talent?
As expected, people are more irritating than others.
It's a pity that she couldn't guess that Chen Jingle was telling the truth, and he just planted it casually.
Opening the door and entering the house, Chen Jingyu felt something was wrong.
It's not bad, but it's great. It's like entering early autumn from the scorching summer, giving people a sense of comfort that comes from the depths of the soul.
"Did you buy an air purifier?"
"No ah."
Chen Jingle felt that her question was puzzling.
Chen Jingyu didn't say anything. There was no fan or air conditioner on the first floor, so why was it so cool? It was strange.
I looked at my phone and made sure it was 37 degrees.
Carrying the suitcase back to the room on the second floor, Chen Jingyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly as he looked at the spotless tabletop and floor.
Pulling back the curtains and opening the window, I saw that the small patch of land behind the house was filled with lush vegetables, and I was suddenly shocked: There are actually vegetables growing there?
Good guy, it seems like you are having a good time at home.
If Chen Jingle knew what she was thinking, he would probably laugh. How strange, the ability to farm is engraved in DNA, isn't it?
Besides, as long as you sprinkle the seeds and move your fingers, the vegetables will grow well, so you don’t have to worry at all.
…
"Hey, Jing Yu is back!"
Chen Zhenji appeared on a small electric donkey and dragged a large sack from the car: "The pineapples on the tree at home happened to be ripe. I picked several and gave you two to try."
Brother Ji’s house has several pineapple trees that are over 30 years old. Chen Jingle was greedy for them when he was a child. After all, in those days, there weren’t many foods that could supplement sugar. When the fruit is almost ripe, you have to guard against others stealing it.
"nice."
Chen Jingle opened the bag and found two big pineapples, each weighing at least 30 pounds. He didn't know if he could finish them.
"Thank you!" Chen Jingyu was flattered.
Chen Zhenji smiled and waved: "Hi, Brother Le is my eldest brother. Why are you so polite to me? Let's go. I'm waiting for dinner at home."
Looking at the little electric donkey going away, Chen Jingyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was obviously called "A Le" before, why was he suddenly called "Brother Le"?
Something weird!
He turned to look at Chen Jingle, who was about to carry a pineapple into the house: "Did you go out with him to fool around??" He looked like he was preparing to clean up the house.
It’s no wonder that Chen Zhenji’s reputation in the village is mixed.
Chen Jingle rolled his eyes: "I'm not interested in a villain's heart judging a gentleman's belly!"
Before Chen Jingyu could say anything, another person came.
This time it’s Chen Chunming.
"Hey Brother Le, oh~ Jing Yu is back? I happened to pick some longan today and brought some over for you to try."
The young man put down the sack on his shoulder, smiled sheepishly, said hello to Chen Jingle and left.
Chen Jingyu looked at the sack full of longan in front of him and was lost in thought.
What do you call this?
Without the branches and leaves, it weighed at least thirty or forty pounds. Especially the longan in the morning market this year was so expensive that she was not willing to buy it at school.
Something's wrong!
Something is definitely wrong!
Chen Jingyu frowned and thought.
Although the three of them have been good friends since childhood, the attitude of the two people just now was obviously overly attentive. This obvious change made her very uncomfortable.
It felt like I hadn’t been home for several months and everything in my family had changed.
Then think of all the strange illusions I had after returning home...
Could it be that she didn't know what happened during this period?
Make up your mind and ask questions later!
…
Chen Jingle moved a small chair and prepared to cut the longan fruit.
Chen Jingyu came to help.
Both siblings are quiet types, but they are different.
Chen Jingle is indifferent, while Chen Jingyu is more cold. Neither of them have the same personalities as their parents, but fortunately, their appearance combines the best qualities of their parents.
Chen Jingyu pretended to be casual and asked: "Did anything happen at home during this period?"
Chen Jingle casually replied: "No, it's all trivial matters."
Chen Jingyu frowned: "What about Chen Zhenji and Chen Chunming...?"
"Oh, you said this, well, something did happen. I'll tell you after I finish eating and take a shower."
Chen Jingle had no intention of hiding this from his sister from the beginning.
In his opinion, in the future, if the strangeness revives, even if his sister does not develop professional training, she might as well learn some self-defense methods.
"good!"
Chen Jingyu's brows widened. Sure enough, something happened.
"Make porridge tonight, and add some coriander beef, three cups of chicken, and cold cucumber?"
"good!"
Hearing this, the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised slightly.
She has not liked eating since she was a child. She thinks rice is hard, no matter how badly cooked it is. Her parents will definitely cook at home, and only Chen Jingle likes to cook porridge at home.
And unlike at school, she didn't have to worry about anything at home, there was always someone who understood what she wanted.
It's so comfortable!
…
Take half of the processed longan to my grandparents' house, and take one of the pineapples too.
Chen Qiyue was very happy when she saw Chen Jingyu.
Definitely not because there is food.
Grandpa and grandma were talking, but Chen Jingyu just listened quietly and nodded occasionally.
Then when she came back to cook, eat and take a bath, Chen Jingle taught her the "Fortune and Righteous God's Teachings to the People".
Hey guys, the world line has changed.
Chen Jingyu was surprised, but not particularly surprised. Maybe in her heart, she was used to Chen Jingle's "omnipotence".
"Can you live forever?"
"If you practice to the extreme, you probably can."
After all, it is a technique that directly points to the immortal way.
"Then what state are you in now?"
"To be honest, I don't know. It should probably be considered a relatively powerful level in China?"
Chen Jingle was not sure. He had never had any contact or communication with other practitioners, and his conversations with officials were all at a distance.
Hearing this, Chen Jingyu fell into deep thought, wondering how long it would take for him to catch up with him.
…
the other side.
Huangfu Junxiao and Zhang Manyun strolled outside all afternoon.
Feeling the sun on my body, the crowds of people on the street, and hearing familiar Mandarin from time to time, the feeling of fear slowly disappeared.
However, when they returned to the hotel room, tired from eating, drinking, and playing, something even more terrifying than before happened...
I was lying on the bed to rest, but the TV turned on automatically and switched channels. There was a splashing sound from the toilet faucet and then turned off quickly. The cup on the table made a sound of moving.
It was as if there was a third "person" in the room.
Huangfu Junxiao and Zhang Manyun had never seen such a situation before, and they were immediately frightened and collapsed.
