In the next ten days, without the interference of the outside world, Jiang Zimu devoted 100% of his body and mind to translation. I sat at my desk for more than 10 hours a day, squinted on the recliner in the study or the sofa in the living room when I was tired, cooked instant noodles and ate fruit when I was hungry, and completed 99% of the translation of the first book in an orderly manner.

The reason why it was not 100% completed was also because of the old habits that Jiang Zimu developed in the workplace. As a person who likes to use psychology to derive causes and consequences, Jiang Zimu has always been extremely cautious about deadlines: when he was a child, submitting papers early not only had no impact on the score, but also saved a lot of time, because all the children's exam papers had standard answers, but in the adult world, any early completion and delivery would only subconsciously question the quality of his work.

Because of this, every time Jiang Zimu does a translation, he will first complete a large part of the translation, leaving the last one or two chapters, and carry out systematic self-examination, fine-tuning or rectification in sufficient time, and then translate the remaining chapters completely.

With a respite, Jiang Zimu decided to call himself a sumptuous dinner as soon as possible, and reward the Five Organs Temple, which had persevered tenaciously for several weeks and had not dropped the chain.

Touching the mobile phone that was about to form a spider web, Jiang Zimu suddenly burst into tears with excitement: After carrying it for so long, my aunt and grandmother finally got out of the customs smoothly. Punching steakhouses and kicking Japanese restaurants, it's time for the old lady's iron-toothed bronze tooth King Kong stomach to sweep across Asia and rush to the world.

Jiang Zimu held the mobile phone in one hand and gently touched his belly with the other, "A few days ago, I really wronged you." Tonight, I will definitely let you eat enough, eat enough, and eat well! It's not people who don't eat a good meal!"

It's a pity that he was born as a human being, and nine times out of ten, Jiang Zimu's flag was very handsome and fell quickly. After seeing the two messages in WeChat, there was no slag left in an instant with the excitement of the great achievement and the excitement of dominating the rivers and lakes.

"Jiangjiang, the news said that another typhoon has swept in the past few days, and there will be large-scale precipitation. Do you still have a stock in your refrigerator? By the way, the floor-to-ceiling windows or something should be checked, and the tape that should be pasted must be pasted, don't be too troublesome. If there is any emergency, remember to notify the property to solve it, and don't roll up your sleeves without being light or heavy. ”

"Also, I really want to go to the concert of jujube in Nanshi. However, I thought about it for a few days, and the VIP ticket ...... It's obviously given to you, but if I end up with a strange face, wouldn't it... Wouldn't it be good?"

Jiang Zimu read Ding Dingding's message five days ago, his ears twitched, he got up coldly and threw himself to the window, after seeing the rain hitting the window and converging into a small waterfall that did not stop, Jiang Zimu's head buzzed, and he instantly felt that the whole world was gray.

“Stay with me，ohhhh ~~~ Stay with me。 Jiang Zimu watched the materialized steak hamburger pizza skewers line up to wave goodbye to him, his mouth open, humming an out-of-tune pop song, and unceremoniously biting the "virtual friends" who said goodbye to him one by one.

There was nothing left in the refrigerator, and only the last two small bowls of cup noodles were left in the hoard, and the most important thing is that in this kind of weather with wind balls, who can bear to trouble the food delivery master to risk his life to come and go in the wind and rain?

Hehe, it's really the end of the calf.

In the next 40 minutes, Jiang Zimu experienced the most painful psychological torment in his life: he thought that there would be a brave man under the heavy reward, and he wrapped a big red envelope for the food delivery master afterwards, but when he turned his face, his mobile phone automatically pushed the news about a certain platform's forced takeaway brother to take orders and deliver food, resulting in an electrocution and N traffic accidents; I wanted to watch TV to distract myself, but I don't know why it was so coincidental, so I changed four channels in a row, and broadcast food programs, which caused Harazi to flow uncontrollably; I thought that I would go out in the rain, and it would only take 15 minutes to walk to the nearest milk tea shop, and I finished eating fried chicken burgers, You can also pack a beef hot dry noodles and a bowl of fresh fish paste soup powder from next door with your hand, but who would have thought that just eager to get up and find an umbrella, the mobile phone in the trouser pocket vibrates very intelligently to protest, open it and take a look, the police Shu Huang intimately reminded the general public that for personal safety reasons, it is recommended to stay indoors and reduce going out. Jiang Zimu, who was afraid of death, swallowed his saliva, looked at his thin arms and legs with disgust, and finally decided to give up this trip as soon as he said he would, after all, who can say for sure what the wind is going to do?

At present, the ultimate proposition of whether to eat instant noodles while hungry has instantly raised Jiang Zimu's survival situation from super easy to damn crazy. That kind of indescribable grievance is the same as fighting in the novice village for three months, and there is no map, no NPC, no delivery, and I can't get out.

Jiang Zimu frustrated Ding Ding Ding back the news, first reported the good news and did not report the bad news that he had already gone to the supermarket to buy a lot of things, and then packed the ticket to use a good excuse to reasonably explain the reason why he did not appear at the concert, so that Ding Ding Ding Ding would take it easy as he encountered.

After arranging these, Jiang Zimu was really bored, so he simply watched the original Russian version of "The Invitation to Beheading" while playing old horror discs, trying to find a moment of peace in his greedy and turbulent heart as much as possible.

When he received Xiao Lizao's WeChat message, Jiang Zimu had already been concentrating on three purposes, and he had been struggling with the question of whether to make instant noodles for 28 minutes and 59 seconds.

"Goddess, that ...... Your family's four famous catches... Still... Are you alright?"

Jiang Zimu read this brainless question several times, and for a moment, he seemed to hallucinate that his doorbell was ringing again.

"Xiao Xiaozi, don't you want to leave the palace without permission?" Jiang Zimu pinched the voice button, cautiously, "Even if you come out, don't think about 'entering the palace for the second time' here in the mourning family?"

It seems to be a warning point, but the tone is a little more tentative with a sense of negotiation.

After thinking about it again and again, in view of his understanding of Xiao Da Douniu's temper, Jiang Zimu pursed his lips and gave up resistance a little embarrassed.

"No matter where you're going, if the weather is bad, drive carefully. ”

I didn't say anything, but I got to the point.

As soon as the voice came, Jiang Zimu immediately regretted it, he couldn't hold it back several times, and wanted to make a video call to dial it, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother Xiao Li, who had brought some food to show up, but after thinking about it, he still gave up, the ancient people didn't bend their waists for five buckets of rice, and now where can they let Xiao Li, who is unforgiving, grab the handle for the sake of stuttering?

As soon as he picked up the noodle bowl, Jiang Zimu was persuaded to retreat by the familiar and unfamiliar taste, sighed boringly, and stood on the edge of the dining table in a daze. The hunger was hidden and hidden with Jiang Zimu, and an inexplicable distraction began to make trouble at an inopportune time, which made Jiang Zimu's heart rise and fall, for fear that Xiao Li would have something unexpected in this ghost weather.

After scratching his heart and liver, and thinking about things and things without bounds, Jiang Zimu simply paused the disc, and walked between the kitchen and the balcony floor-to-ceiling window with a pillow in his arms.

"5001, 5001 Miss Jiang, the takeaway has arrived. ”

Jiang Zimu was stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand and plucked his ears.

"5001 Miss Jiang, the takeaway has arrived!"

Jiang Zimu: Clams?

......

......

......

Whatever, let's take it!

Jiang Zimu's long legs ran in front of her brain for the first time, through the cat's eye, Jiang Zimu didn't even look at the face of the visitor, through the waterproof plastic bag, or at a glance saw the logo of the pizzeria that he frequented, "click", before the brain gave the order, the paw had already opened the door by ghost.

Ah, it's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste, durian is really worthy of the reputation of "fragrant ten miles".

Jiang Zimu took a deep breath and felt that the level of joy in his heart now was comparable to that of winning billions of lottos.

"Goddess, why don't you help me move this pile of things on the ground in?"

Jiang Zimu finally followed the guidance of the voice and moved his gaze from the pizza box to the "takeaway brother" with difficulty.

"Hey, you...... Really...... What a ......."

Seeing Xiao Lizao's face, Jiang Zimu was naturally not surprised. In addition to visiting, what other reasons can make this "rat gall" idol king suddenly come and care about other people's pets?

No "surprise" is true, but "joy" is also completely unadulterated. As for this joy, whether it comes from the deep and charming aroma of durian, or from Xiao Lizao's safe arrival, or the inexplicable heart between the two, hey, who knows?

Looking at the man in front of him who was wearing slippers and pulling the hem of his jeans up to his calves but still inevitably getting wet, this man who pulled his mask under his nose and the brim of his baseball cap and water droplets in free fall, this man holding takeaway in both hands and a little overwhelmed but his eyes were staging the most brilliant meteor shower, Jiang Zimu blinked twice, feeling that the face was unrealistically beautiful, and at this moment seamlessly connected with Pissarro's blue and cloudy spring sky.

Jiang Zimu pursed his mouth, pressed his left hand to his stomach, raised one arm high, and pressed his feet hard, and suddenly gave Xiao Li a warm hug.

"I love you to death...... Durian pizza!"

A simple hug made Xiao Da idol's expression come alive in an instant, and he put on a disgusted face in a fake way, and secretly muttered in his heart that it would be nice to remove the last four words of the sentence just now;

Yes, Lao Tzu is durian pizza, how can it be dropped?

"Goddess, don't take the opportunity to rub oil. Xiao Lizao's arrogant little eyes had nowhere to put it, and he pursed his lips and snorted again, "Don't lean on me, this bag is full of water outside." ”

Jiang Zimu agreed "yes, yes", "uh-huh", took the pizza with a smile, slapped Xiao Lizao's shoulder and neckline with the back of his hand, and then picked up an oversized horse clip bag on the ground, collapsed his waist and pulled it into the house.

"Are you stupid?" Xiao Li saw this, bent down and snatched the horse clip bag, his eyes were gone, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider, "You carry that little one." ”

Before the words fell, the person had already crossed Jiang Zimu and entered the house.

Jiang Zimu didn't take Xiao Lizao's unceremonious attitude to heart at all, squinted his eyes and sniffed on the pizza box, happily grabbed the small bag, and locked it back to the room.