"Xiao Shanhe, what time is it? ”

Before the sky was fully lit, Xiao Shanhe's door was suddenly slammed open, and a middle-aged woman in a nightdress with still charm strode to his bed, and gave him a powerful lion roar while he was sleeping, which frightened him into bouncing off the bed.

"It's six and three minutes now, and you're three minutes late, so you're gone for breakfast today. The fierce Aunt Mei said coldly, without giving Xiao Shanhe a chance to explain, turned around and stepped on her slippers and left, and when she left the room, she didn't look back and remind, "Hurry up and make breakfast." ”

Looking at the back of Aunt Mei twisting her waist and leaving, Xiao Shanhe, who was scared out of a cold sweat by Aunt Mei's lion roar, shook his head, and quickly stood up and dressed.

However, when he stood up, he felt a whirlwind and a splitting headache, and his body was weak and lying on the bed, and then he remembered that he had a bad cold last night, and then he had a little low-grade fever, and after taking a few pills, he slept until dawn.

Otherwise, with his regular life and rest, it would be impossible to oversleep.

After lying on the bed for a few minutes and feeling a little better, Xiao Shanhe stood up with fatigue and head pain, got dressed and came to the kitchen, and began to cook breakfast for Aunt Mei's family.

Since the beginning of high school, he was abandoned by his family to Haibin City and lived in the house of his father's comrade-in-arms Qin Qingsong, Qin Qingsong was very good to him, but Qin Qingsong's wife, that is, Aunt Mei, was not so polite to him.

He has not given him a good look since the first day he entered the door, and in addition, he also fired the nanny at home and threw all the housework to Xiao Shanhe alone.

In the past two years, in addition to not riding him as a horse in bed, he is really called like a cow and a horse.

Aunt Mei also has a daughter named Qin Qingqiu, who is the same age as Xiao Shanhe, and both are in high school at Binhai No. 1 Middle School, and the two are not only at the same level, but also in the same class.

They had to rush to school before seven o'clock for morning study, so they had to go out around six forty, so Xiao Shanhe had to get up before six o'clock and prepare Aunt Mei's family's breakfast, otherwise they would be late.

You have to get up before six o'clock, and if you are one minute late, you will punish him for not being able to eat breakfast, this is the rule that Aunt Mei set for him a long time ago, he used to be able to do it every day, but today because of a cold, he was three minutes late, so he didn't have his share of breakfast.

After entering the kitchen, after heating up the oil pan, I opened the refrigerator and took out a few eggs, skillfully fried a few poached eggs and a few slices of bacon, then toasted bread, heated several glasses of milk, and made three sandwich breakfasts in twenty minutes, and then went to brush my teeth and wash my face.

When he finished washing and packing his schoolbag and walked out of the living room, Aunt Mei and Qin Qingqiu were already sitting at the dining table for breakfast, and there was still a breakfast on the table, but it was not for Xiao Shanhe, but for Qin Qingsong.

"Poof!"

Aunt Mei took a sip of milk from her cup, and then squirted it out again.

"Why is the milk so hot, you want to burn me. Aunt Mei slammed the cup on the table and glared at Xiao Shanhe with a dark face.

"Mom, yesterday you said that the milk wasn't hot enough, so let him make it hotter later. If it's hot, drink it slowly, don't drink it in such a hurry. Qin Qingqiu, who was eating sandwiches with his head down, helped Xiao Shanhe explain.

"I asked him to heat it up, but I didn't say it should be so hot, waste is waste, and I can't even do this little thing. Aunt Mei cursed non-stop, pushed the glass of milk away, and the milk shook out of the cup and spilled on the table.

Xiao Shanhe had long been accustomed to Aunt Mei's drinking, and after wiping the table, he silently poured her a glass of warm water, and then went out, and stood at the door of the community after going downstairs.

Ten minutes later, a silver Audi A6 came out of the garage and stopped when passing by Xiao Shanhe, just when Xiao Shanhe stretched out his hand to open the car door, Aunt Mei put down the window and said with a cold face: "You have a cold, take the bus to school by yourself today, so as not to infect us." ”

After speaking, no matter how Xiao Shanhe answered, he drove away quickly.

Xiao Shanhe sighed helplessly, and walked forward along the street with his weak legs, he had to walk four or five hundred meters to get on the bus that passed by the school.

Qin Qingqiu, who was sitting in the back seat, turned his head to look at Xiao Shanhe, and said to Aunt Mei: "Mom, since he is sick, you should let him get in the car." It is inconvenient for us to take the bus here, not to mention that we will definitely be late when we take the bus at this time. ”

"If you're late, you're late, what's my business. Aunt Mei stepped on the accelerator, not only did not stop to wait for Xiaoshan River, but even accelerated towards Binhai No. 1 Middle School.

Xiao Shanhe got on the bus groggily, found a seat at the back, leaned his head against the window and closed his eyes to rest.

"Ding!"

Staggering along the way, I don't know how long I walked, Xiao Shanhe seemed to hear the mobile phone ringing, he thought that a classmate had sent him a text message, tried to open his eyes, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but found no new information.

"Hey, when did you install this applet?"

Xiao Shanhe didn't find any new information, but he found a new icon on his phone, and although his brain was a little dizzy, he was sure that he had never installed this small program called "Cultivation".

Maybe he just squinted for a while, Xiao Shanhe's spirit was better than when he first got up, so he cheered up and took a look at the program again.

"'Practice'? Is this a new game? ”

The icon is beautifully made, depicting a man dressed in white, holding a radiant sword in his hand, and stepping on colorful flowing clouds at his feet, piercing the sky like the legendary immortal ascending.

The icons are not big, but the graphics are lifelike.

"Try it, I don't know if my broken phone will work. ”

Whether it is the configuration or style, his mobile phones are at least two generations behind the current mainstream mobile phones, many new games cannot be played, and the memory is still seriously insufficient.

Xiao Shanhe's finger clicked on the 'Practice' icon, and the applet quickly ran up, but to his disappointment, this was not a game, it was more like a download software.

He took a cursory look and found that the layout of the 'Practice' page was similar to that of an ordinary mini program, but the name of the menu was very unusual.

There are a total of five sub-menus under the main menu, which are "Exercises, Pills, Ritual Weapons, Spirit Herbs and Forum", and there is a third sub-menu under these five sub-menus.

"It's a fantasy name, but it doesn't seem to be fun. ”

Eventually, he made it to the forum page, where he found that there were many posts and comments, but the most recent ones were made more than fifty years ago, and most of them were more than 100 years old.

"Huh! Not to mention more than 100 years, even 50 years ago, there was no Internet, where did the forum come from? This must be a deceptive applet. ”

Xiao Shanhe sneered, and originally wanted to see what posts were in the forum, but the bus stopped and the next stop was Binhai Middle School, so he directly opened a new post, only posting the word "hehe", and then quit the mini program and turned off the mobile phone.