Zuoqiu stared intently at the computer, slowly sliding the mouse in his hand, since opening this new book, he has to read the book review area several times a day in the past six months. Every reader comment will be carefully read, and after reading it, I will think about it carefully, and after thinking about it, I will think about it carefully, for fear of missing a word or even a punctuation mark.

The reviews in the book review section were mixed, with some applauding and some scolding.

He will read every reader comment carefully, think carefully after reading it, and think carefully after thinking about it, for fear of missing a word or even a punctuation mark. Even the previous comments will be turned over and read repeatedly.

Last week, a reader with the nickname 'Look' left the word 'Look' in the book review section. Today, he found out that the reader had changed his nickname to 'Think', and the book review section had left two words — 'Think'.

Zuoqiu repeatedly muttered 'look', 'think', 'look', think.

A relaxed smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Closing the laptop and walking out of the bedroom, Lao Huang didn't know when he was already sitting on the sofa.

For Lao Huang's often inexplicable sudden appearance, Zuoqiu has long been surprised.

"When did Mr. Huang arrive?" Zuoqiu greeted him and handed over a cup of tea.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but Lao Huang's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his lips were slightly purple, he didn't answer Zuoqiu's words, but just looked at him lightly, with a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

Zuoqiu sat on one side and said worriedly, "Mr. Huang, you should go to see a doctor."

"I'm the best doctor."

"When will you be ready?" Old Huang's rough voice looked a little anxious.

Zuoqiu lowered his head, and an unparalleled admiration rose in his heart. He has read a lot of books in his life, Qin Emperor, Han Wu, Tang Sect, Song Ancestor, and countless heroes throughout the ages. He had closed his eyes and thought about what those heroes on paper looked like, and now, he saw it in this old man.

This is a living hero, right in front of his eyes, more vivid and more shocking than those heroes in the books.

After reading so many books, Zuoqiu suddenly felt that he didn't know how to express himself.

Zuoqiu took a deep breath, "You are a hero, a real hero"!

Huang Jingang glanced at Zuoqiu's eyes full of reverence, and said lightly: "Don't put a high hat on this old man for me, I'm not a bullshit."

Male. I just promised Lu Lao....". After a pause, "I miss him a little."

Zuoqiu's heart swelled, and he smiled bitterly, maybe only fake heroes go around promoting themselves as heroes, and real heroes never feel that they are heroes.

"There has been progress, it should be soon".

Zuo Qiu looked at Old Huang's resolute face, and said in a pleading tone: "Old Mr. Huang, maybe we can come up with a better way."

Huang Jingang shook his head and said firmly: "This is the best way"!

Zuoqiu wanted to speak and stopped, "What if my plan fails?

Huang Jingang smiled faintly, "Waijiaquan emphasizes the courage to move forward without fear, I always firmly believe that things are man-made, and people will definitely be able to defeat the sky."

Zuoqiu stood up, his body was ninety degrees, and he bent deeply towards Lao Huang.

Huang Jingang frowned, "You are a scholar, I am just a martial artist."

Zuoqiu bent over, "The reader is not as good as you".

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The old god's eyes fell on the full moon outside the window, and the wine bottle in his hand stopped in the air for a long time, forgetting to put it in his mouth.

Xiao Nizi held her cheek with one hand, blinked her big shining eyes, and followed the gaze of the old god.

"Grandpa, the moon in the East China Sea is not as bright as in the mountains."

The old god man sighed, "Yes, the stars are not as dazzling as in the mountains."

"Grandpa"?

"Huh"?

"Do you miss Grandpa Huang"?

The old man put down the wine bottle, blew his beard and glared, and said, "Nonsense, how can I think of that stubborn old man."

Xiao Nizi pursed her mouth, "Your old friend is only Grandpa Huang, don't you think who else he thinks."

"I don't think anyone will miss him?" The old god man vigorously defended: "We have known each other for decades, and when we meet, we either quarrel or fight, and you can see that half of my sparse beard was plucked by him."

"That's called beating, kissing, scolding, and love."

The old god stick made a vomiting motion, "Cut, he's not a big girl, who loves him, disgusting or not."

"Grandpa, I heard you talk in your dreams last night."

"What did I say"?

"You said Lao Huang don't go."

"You must have misheard, I said

It's old man Huang, get out of here."

Nizi giggled, "I heard you right."

"Impossible"!

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Zeng Yaqian used to only make boiled pork slices, but when her grandfather was alive, she would show her hand every time her grandfather had a big birthday. In the past six months, although I am very busy, I often find time to learn to cook with my mother, and my cooking skills are much better than I did at the beginning.

A large table full of dishes, the four of them sat around the table, and the big black head squatted to guard Xue Yu before he came back.

Usually the three big men either order takeout or go out to eat, and it has been a long time since they have eaten such a home-cooked meal.

Yi Xiangfeng wolfed down a bowl of rice and was about to add another bowl of rice, when Fang Yuanshan grabbed his wrist.

"When you're full, go out with me, I have some questions about martial arts that I want to ask you about."

Yi Xiangfeng's rice bowl stopped in the air, and was about to say that he was not full yet, when he glanced at Zeng Yaqian, who was serving vegetables to Lu Shanmin, sighed, stood up and put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"I'm full, go to the community and take two steps to eliminate food, you eat slowly."

Lu Shanmin smiled at him, "Brother Yi go slowly."

Yi Xiangfeng frowned and pointed at Lu Shanmin, who wanted to say a word about the guy who was heavy on relatives and friends. Fang Yuanshan also stood up at this time, "I'll also go out for a walk."

After the two left, Lu Shanmin happily sandwiched a piece of meat for Zeng Yaqian, "Yaqian, eat more, you see that you have lost weight."

Zeng Yaqian glared at Lu Shanmin, "I'm not one of those brainless little girls, just coax me casually, my anger hasn't disappeared yet."

"Uh, then how can you get rid of your gas?"

"What do you say?" Zeng Yaqian turned her head and looked at Lu Shanmin in a daze, seeing that he felt a little weak in his heart.

"Yaqian, I, I'm afraid 、、、"

"I'm afraid of affecting me!" Zeng Yaqian's eyes were scorching, making Lu Shanmin a little afraid to look at each other.

"Do you know what I'm afraid of?" "I'm afraid you'll treat me like an outsider."

"Yaqian, I didn't mean that." Lu Shanmin hurriedly explained.

"But that's what you do."

Lu Shanmin smiled awkwardly, "Yaqian, let's not talk about this matter today, okay?"

"No, I'm here to talk to you about this today."

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