'When I was young, I thought my lover would be a man stepping on colorful auspicious clouds.'

'And the lover I met in life was a guy who was clumsy in the kitchen wearing an apron, cooking me dishes and stewing soup, and chatting with me.'

Kong Li felt very uncomfortable no matter whether she was sitting, lying down or leaning on the bed, so she leaned outside the kitchen, "supervising" Wang Qiang's cooking, and helping break the green beans.

"I have already contacted the hospital and asked about the price. How about going to the hospital today?"

Wang Qiang turned off the faucet, shook off the water stains on the potatoes, and asked while peeling them.

"No, just wait a few more days. I feel it's still early."

Kong Li also knew about her family's financial situation.

They are not considered rich, not to mention that both of them have lost their financial income now. They both need money for food, clothing, housing and transportation, so they should save as much as they can.

"Actually, it's not that much money short."

After peeling the potatoes, Wang Qiang leaned over and cut them into pieces with a knife.

He also knew about Kong Li's thoughts and felt sorry for her.

"If I had eaten less before..."

"Stop talking, if you eat less, your family won't have more money. According to your logic, those who don't smoke or drink are all rich?" Kong Li pointed out a string bean.

The ground hit Wang Qiang on the back of the head, and he laughed and cursed, "You can't settle the bill like that. Besides, when you were eating, I didn't eat less. Do you think I ate too much?"

"Don't dare."

Wang Qiang put down the knife and waved his hands repeatedly.

Then pour the potatoes on the cutting board into a bowl, cover the mouth of the bowl and shake them.

"Let me tell you, my stir-fried diced potatoes are harmonious, harmonious, harmonious..." Wang Qiang said with a proud face, but stopped mid-sentence.

"What's wrong? Teacher Wang, are you stuttering?" Kong Li said with a smile.

"Uh, I...I can't remember who taught me this." Wang Qiang frowned. It was so annoying to have the words on his lips but not be able to say them.

"Don't worry about who taught you, as long as you can eat it!"

~~

Chen Mudan: "Eat more, eat more."

Fei Chuan: "The high school entrance examination is coming soon."

Fei Zhixi looked at the piles of meat getting higher and higher in his brother's bowl, and then looked at the only piece of potato in his own bowl...

She silently picked up the potatoes and threw them to Buluo, who was sitting next to her and wagging his tail.

Seeing Bu Lui lowering his head and eating potato pieces, she wanted to touch his head, but immediately thought of her own "role positioning."

"Go, go, let's go." Fei Zhixi waved his hands repeatedly with a look of disgust on his face, and kicked his brother who was enjoying his meal, "Brother, look at the dogs you brought back! All the uneaten ones came to my side!

You asked me to come over to you! I'm very scared!"

Fei Xiaochuan coughed violently a few times, took a sip of soup, calmed down his breath, and glanced at his sister, father, and mother in turn.

'It's so difficult for me!'

He took a deep breath, put down his chopsticks, bent down, looked at the food on the ground, waved and coaxed:

"Come on, come on, let me give you some bones to eat. Don't scare my sister."

Bu Lu, who got the bone, first happily performed several sets of feeding movements, then ran under Fei Zhixi's chair with the bone in his mouth, lay down, and gnawed seriously.

The meal ended quickly.

Before Fei Xiaochuan returned to the bedroom, Chen Mudan stopped him and helped Fei Xiaochuan hang the pendant around his neck:

"Hang this well, it will bring good luck."

"Mom, I don't believe this." Fei Xiaochuan muttered a few words, but did not refuse the kindness.

He also knew that his mother only received the misdiagnosis report after hanging up the pendant.

Maybe, it's really useful.

The exam is coming soon and I always have to ask for something.

Go back to your room and close the door.

There were two closing sounds outside, and my parents had gone out to work.

After a while, the door to his room was opened.

"Brother~"

"What are you doing!" Fei Xiaochuan said angrily, "I'm doing a question!"

"Give me some money!" Fei Zhixi hugged her and shook her, "You see, you want some snacks."

"Take it yourself!" Fei Xiaochuan threw his schoolbag on the bed, "Old seat."

"Brother, you have too much money here. Let me help you spend some of it." Fei Zhixi put Budu on the bed and began to dig into Fei Xiaochuan's savings, "I'll leave you fifty."

Fei Xiaochuan rolled his eyes...

Senior Jiang Shouzheng did not take the money away, thus raising his pocket money to a well-off level.

Now, as soon as my sister comes in, she falls back to having enough food and clothing.

However, who made her his sister?

"Let's go, don't lose it, let's go out and buy ham~"

~~

Jiang Shouqin climbed down the ladder, and Jiang Shouji quickly stepped forward and asked quietly: "What are senior brothers doing up there?"

"I don't know." Jiang Shouqin shook his head, responded in a low voice, and picked up the ladder.

As soon as they woke up, they found that their senior brother was "missing". After searching for a long time, they found Jiang Shouzheng lying on the top of the hall, holding the "Tai Shang Lao Jun Purifying Heart Sutra", lying motionless for some reason and looking at the sky.

"But..." Jiang Shouji pouted and deliberately said loudly, "I'm hungry!"

In the main hall, the bricks and tiles made a small clashing sound. Jiang Shouzheng walked to the eaves, looked down at Jiang Shouqin, and asked:

"Why did you take the ladder away?"

"Subconscious, subconscious." Jiang Shouqin leaned the ladder against the eaves again.

Jiang Shouqin only remembered that things had to be put back to their original places in order to keep Qingfeng Temple clean, but he accidentally forgot that Jiang Shouzheng had set up the ladder beside it.

Land on the ground and enter the kitchen.

Jiang Shouzheng randomly picked up a few potatoes, washed them, peeled them, stir-fried them over high heat, and finally sprinkled them with sesame seeds, divided them into three plates, and placed them on the dining table.

"Brother, are you okay?" Xiaobai blew on the steaming diced potatoes and asked.

"It's okay." Jiang Shouzheng shook his head, "It's just that I found a problem."

"What's the problem?" Jiang Shouqin asked curiously.

"I am a fake Taoist priest." Jiang Shouzheng looked at the confused expressions on the two people's faces and took out the "Taoist Certificate". "I just checked and found that my certificate is now fake."

Can the certificate be fake now?

"Could it be...that it was true before?"

Taking advantage of the interval between Jiang Shouqin's questions, Jiang Shouji took a piece of his diced potato.

"Yeah." Jiang Shouzheng lowered his head, pulled the diced potatoes, and said gloomily, "However, I can't even distinguish between cause and effect and responsibility. I don't understand. I deserve to be a fake Taoist priest."

Jiang Shouqin didn't know what he thought of, so he got up, walked to Qingfengguan's business license, and fiddled with his mobile phone.

After a while——

"Brother, our "Business License" seems to be fake." Jiang Shouqin scratched his head and asked, "Brother, the guy who helped you apply for the "Taoist Certificate" and "Business License" is not a scammer, right? We want

Go and beat..."

Before Jiang Shouqin finished speaking, he felt a pain in the back of his neck.

"Hmm? Not dizzy?"

The back of his neck experienced even greater force.

Jiang Shouji looked at her junior brother who had fainted and transformed into his true form, and asked weakly:

"Senior brother, does Xiaohun's food belong to me?"
Chapter completed!