157. Proud scoundrel
"Look, you don't have to talk like that. Fang Qiong blinked and said, "You are so old-fashioned, I don't have to guess, I know who you learned from, you are you, why should you learn from others?"
Li Lanle was happy, "Are you willing to listen to my? You don't like my 'superego', but like my 'self'." β
The superego evolved from repressed instinctual demands, disguising the inside and shaping the outward appearance.
The self is the mediator between the individual's internal needs and the external environment, the executor of instinctive desires, and regards itself as the center of the world and the universe.
Fang Qiong said, "At least that's the real you, as a human being, you can't lose yourself." I want you to show your true self, so that you are the most lovely. β
"Cute?" Li Lan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure you're not pitiful and unloved?"
Fang Qiong said, "You mean I want to introduce you to a girlfriend?"
"I need someone to introduce me to find a girlfriend?" Li Lan said, "I don't dare to say how handsome I am, and I don't dare to say that I am only a high school and a rich man, but it is still no problem to find a partner." β
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Nope. Li Lan shook his head.
Fang Qiong took a few steps forward, stopped in front of an oak tree, and saw a large bush of mushrooms.
"Lion's Mane Mushroom!" her fingers were very thin, very long, very white, and slowly pinched up from the root of the Lion's Mane Mushroom, but she didn't dare to use force, she didn't come down, and then she used a little more force to carefully pick the Lion's Mane Mushroom, "If you have a few catties, you will be rich." β
Li Lan said, "As long as it can be related to nourishment, there is nothing that is not expensive." β
Fang Qiong looked at the lion's mane mushrooms in the basket and said with a smile, "If I can pick up a hundred and ten yuan a day, I don't want to go out to work." β
Li Lan said, "So easy to satisfy?"
"Then what else?" Fang Qiong changed her words and continued, "However, in other words, college tuition and living expenses have been spent so much, they are all investments, and they must always collect some benefits, otherwise they will lose a lot, and they will not be able to earn back their capital by picking mushrooms at home, and they will have to make a lot of money." β
Li Lan joked, "You are a student of biology, and you are planting and picking mushrooms in your hometown, and you are also applying what you have learned, so you are not a loss, right?"
"Is it your tone that rich people talk to?"
When Fang Qiong rolled her eyes, her upper lip was slightly deflated, her tongue pressed against her lower lip, and the mismatch of facial features was also a kind of beauty.
Li Lan spread his hands and said, "Envy or jealousy? It's not my fault that I'm rich." β
Fang Qiong said very seriously, "I think it's cute that you still lose yourself." β
Li Lan laughed, "Haha, why don't you encourage me to be myself?"
Fang Qiong snorted coldly, turned his head and stopped paying attention to Li Lan, walking with his head down, while pulling the grass with the branches in his hands, carefully and meticulously.
Li Lan looked at her puffing up and didn't care.
Hands behind their backs, tiptoeing, looking around, whistling.
He is the only one who has Li Zhaokun's whistle stunt, although he and Li Zhaokun don't spend much time together, probably he has talent in this area, eating louder than Yang Huai and rhythmic than Li Pei.
Fang Qiong obviously quickened his pace, and Li Lan followed behind him unhurriedly, whistling even louder.
She turned around and shouted angrily, "You scoundrel!"
"Thank you for the compliment," Li Lan said with a smile, "I'm a scoundrel, I'm proud." β
Fang Qiong said, "I never found out that you were such a faceless person." Really, I'm so simple, I'm really stupid, I'm really naΓ―ve, I knew you were like this, I really shouldn't have taken care of you. β
"You have a reason for what you say," Li Lan said, "then what do you say I should do?" β
Fang Qiong said, "You should invite me to the next restaurant as an apology." β
Li Ran asked, "Do you want to watch another movie by the way?"
"With such kindness?"
Li Lan said, "Am I a bad money?"
"The face of a rich man. Fang Qiong turned her head and snorted coldly.
Walking along the winding mountain road, I heard the sound of children playing and chasing, and the two mountain roads that were originally divided converged here.
The women shouted twice from time to time at the lawless children, and some disobedient took two steps after them, slapped them twice on the buttocks, and the children's cries rushed into the sky at once, followed by the laughter of others.
Here, Li Lan felt a different kind of fun.
The old aunt's basket was full, Li Lan walked over, took it, and carried it in his hand.
The old aunt said, "Let's go, let's go back, it's enough for two meals." β
Li Lan didn't know the Dao, and followed him back, left and right, in front of and behind him, and he didn't see Fang Qiong's shadow.
As soon as he got home, his butt had not yet heated the bench, and He Long came back with a dirt gun on one shoulder and two pheasants in the other.
"Look, it's lucky," He Long pulled the chicken's neck and shook it twice in front of Li Lan's eyes, "Before it pounced, I would knock it down with one shot, count it unlucky, it's a big deal to overtake it." I cook and try my craft. β
The chicken feathers were all blood, Li Lan couldn't bear to look at it, and only muttered, "There are no two catties, so thin." β
He Long said, "You know, the game is a taste, don't worry, I promise to stuff you with a big bowl." β
He threw the pheasant directly on the ground, carried the gun to the back of the house, stuffed the earthen gun straight into the dry pyre, and pulled it twice at will, and there was no shadow to be found.
Clapping his hands with satisfaction, he picked up a stack of chopping wood from the side, put it on the edge of the big stove in front of the door, and poured most of the pot of water into the pot.
Li Lan helped light the fire and add firewood, and after a while, hot bubbles jumped out of the pot.
He didn't have much experience, he added a lot of firewood, the water was boiling, the fire was still very strong, and he hurriedly scooped up a drift of cold water to extinguish half of the fire in the stove, leaving only a little spark.
He Long put the pheasant into the basin, poured several scoops of boiling water, and began to pluck the chicken feathers skillfully, regardless of the hot hands.
The younger brother of the Fang family's aunt is called Fang Lao Liu, and he walked over and said with a smile, "Da Long, you are not the owner of the hotel in vain, Ma Yu." β
He Long said, "What boss is not a boss, just a broken cook." β
Dafan restaurant owners are rarely not chefs. When he first entered Beijing, he relied on the stunt of roasting mutton with one hand.
Fang Lao Liu said, "Now the forest bureau is all planes flying around, you don't play with guns, it's not a joke to be caught." β
He Long said, "Hey, don't worry, it's not much fun, like I used to carry a gun and play all day, but now I'm older, I'm getting more and more lazy, and I can't play anymore." β
Fang Lao Liu said disdainfully, "You haven't entered fifty yet, so you shouted, I can't live anymore?" Oh, by the way, I'll go back and catch two fish, you stew one piece, remember to add two pieces of meat, stew together, like that." β
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