After learning the lesson of last night, Jiang Feng decided not to do anything else about Wang Shi's pure meat wontons.

That's a ravioli, it's simply a biological weapon!

Men will be silent when they eat, and women will cry when they eat.

Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian's mixed sonic attack last night still lingers in his ears, and Jiang Feng still has palpitations when he thinks about it now.

After finishing the noon business, Jiang Feng opened the attribute panel to check the progress of the task, [Stand firm] had reached (700/1000), he hesitated whether to use experience points to point the level of mathematics, physics and English to the advanced level to cope with his studies, or to upgrade the level to see if the game would have any new features.

Forget it, let's upgrade mathematics, physics and English, in case the game is directly updated this time, Jiang Feng has no place to cry for half a year.

When chopping vegetables, I can't hear the prompt sound of the system to increase proficiency, and I feel powerless.

After all three disciplines are advanced and there are more than 30,000 experience points left, the attribute panel becomes:

Mathematics (Advanced): You have fully mastered all the knowledge at undergraduate level. (Non-upgradeable)

Physics (Higher Level): You have fully mastered all the knowledge at undergraduate level. (Non-upgradeable)

English (Advanced): You have fully mastered all the knowledge at undergraduate level. (Non-upgradeable)

Jiang Feng: ......

It's really unaccustomary to suddenly become a top student.

Swiping down the attribute panel, Jiang Feng noticed the mist-like thing in the inventory inventory.

What is this?

A memory of Lee Myung-il?

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that the rewards of the previous side quests still had this, and they could be checked repeatedly.

After reading Jiang Huiqin's memories before, the game directly entered the update state, and it was more than a month to update, so long that Jiang Feng forgot that he still had this prop.

Click on a memory of Lee Myung-il and click Yes on the options.

In a trance, Jiang Feng appeared in a dilapidated room.

Or rather, a broken shed.

A few pieces of wood supported a tarpaulin that was so dirty that it was impossible to tell whether it was plastic or any other material, and there were many patches on it, and the stitches were so fine that it was evident that the sewing man was at good work, and even though the cold wind was blowing outside and making a loud noise on the tarpaulin, no wind leaked in.

It's winter and the light in the shed is weak.

Although Jiang Feng couldn't feel the temperature, he could still judge the season.

Strange, what about people?

The shed was small, and the mess was piled up like a mountain of garbage, which looked like some junk that no one wanted, and it smelled suffocating. There was a lot of straw on the floor, no furniture, not even the most basic tables and chairs.

The most important thing is that Jiang Feng didn't see Li Mingyi.

With the previous experience in Jiang Huiqin's memory, Jiang Feng knew that Li Mingyi must be by his side.

Is it hiding in the garbage?

Avoiding enemies?

Not really.

"Mingyi, look, look what this is!" A hoarse female voice came from the other side of the garbage mountain.

Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin hid on the other side of the garbage mountain, Li Mingyi was lying on the grass, dirty and messy, his hair and face were covered with mud, his body was covered with a broken quilt, and his cloudy eyes looked at the straw in a daze.

Jiang Huiqin looked a little better than Li Mingyi, her body was wrapped in layers of tattered clothes, her hair was scattered and dirty. The two of them only had a quilt, Jiang Huiqin wrapped straw around her body, curled up, and her frostbite-covered hands struggled to draw a match that was so wet that it was basically unusable.

This is the middle-aged version of Jiang Huiqin and Li Mingyi, but they look like two old men in their last years.

Jiang Feng couldn't believe that the pair of rough hands that were full of chilblains, cracks, oozing blood and pus, and struggling to strike a match could be Jiang Huiqin's.

Jiang Huiqin laboriously rowed for a few minutes, and finally let the match burn, carefully protect the match, skillfully pulled out a few pieces of wood from the garbage heap, and pulled out an open space on the ground, and there was an extra fire on the ground.

"Today is your birthday, I'll make you something delicious. Jiang Huiqin carefully pulled Li Mingyi to the fire, and took out a clean clay pot from the straw pile, "Those guys came to turn it over in the morning, they must have not turned it over here, and now that the wind is so strong outside, he won't come." The blind man next door Wu said that he would go to college in two days, and I took advantage of the snow to get our food, and the New Year was coming soon, and we could also share some meat. ”

"What's wrong with Blind Wu?" asked Li Mingyi weakly.

"It's almost gone, his leg is rotten and sore, and he won't have a few days to live. Jiang Huiqin rummaged through the garbage mountain again, and actually found a piece of white fungus and a few bird eggs, "I'll make you a good meal, your legs will get better soon." Don't be like Wu Blind, his wife and children are dead, he doesn't want to live for a long time, we still have Junming, the northwest place, I don't know how. ”

"Where did you get the white fungus? Li Mingyi coughed twice, and did not respond to Jiang Huiqin's words head-on.

"Exchanged for a gold bracelet. ”

Li Mingyi was silent.

"Don't look like you're going to die, now the white fungus is so precious, it's worth exchanging it with a gold bracelet. If your legs can be good, let alone a gold bracelet, it will be worth exchanging the two little yellow croakers in my well. Jiang Huiqin fumbled around, and actually found a lot of good things from that pile of garbage.

"You're as good at hiding things as ever. Li Mingyi's face finally became a little angry.

"That's it. Jiang Huiqin looked proud, "Those guys still want to find what I hid?" dreaming, the bandits couldn't find it during the Anti-Japanese War, and they didn't dig out the ocean where I buried it, just them, hum." ”

There was a little more life in the lifeless shack.

Because of the fire, the temperature in the shed rose, and Li Mingyi reluctantly moved, wanting to see what Jiang Huiqin had taken out, but unfortunately his glasses were trampled a long time ago, and he had been malnourished for a long time, so he couldn't see clearly in the flickering light.

"What to do?"

"Secret. ”

may be the reason for her good mood, Jiang Huiqin also hummed a little song.

Li Ming smiled, looking at the firelight, but suddenly felt that he was about to celebrate the New Year.

It was the first time he had felt this way since the death of his eldest son.