Chapter 1242: Food Reserves for Small Cannonballs

On Tonghua Island, an ordinary-looking giant paulownia tree, there is a long string of ball-like trees hanging from the grape-like house.

This is the residence of Lin Zeng's family on Tonghua Island.

Lin Zeng put away the Sky Flying Plant Refining Plan that he had prepared for a long time in his hand, stretched his waist, and walked to the dining room downstairs.

The grape bunch tree house structure is the most common form of spherical tree house for the residents of Tonghua Island.

Because their living rooms are often increased after moving in, according to demand.

For example, if you feel that the kitchen space is messy and narrow, add a storage room next to the original kitchen treehouse to store various ingredients, and add an electrical appliance room to put a variety of small kitchen appliances in it.

If you feel that the bedroom is not enough, you can add a small rooftop above the bedroom to enjoy the scenery and see the beautiful scenery. Add a spacious cloakroom underneath so you don't have to store clutter in the bedroom.

I feel that the study room is too small, and the new books cannot be placed, so I can increase the library room.

Compared with traditional houses, treehouses formed by relying on plant growth are very arbitrary in terms of large space layout.

In this way, the whole treehouse structure often becomes a bunch of round fruits huddled together, looking like a bunch of grapes from a distance.

Of course, there are also people who choose the mode of rock sugar gourd.

But whether it is a vertical rock sugar gourd or a lying flat rock sugar gourd, it is not as convenient to use as a tree house in the form of grape bunches.

Just like the bunch of grapes painted by Lin Zeng and Jiang, with the restaurant as the core, it extends into four spherical tree houses, with a cooking area, a storage area, a processing area, and a breeding and planting area.

With the couple's bedroom as the core, there are two studios, two washrooms, and two data storage rooms.

With Lin Xiyuan's children's room as the core, there is a game room, a picture book room, a large sports room, and a washing room.

Each space is not large, about 20 square meters, but the partition is clear, which is very convenient for home life.

Lin Zeng saw that in the kitchen, the white mist was steaming, and he knew that Jiang Hua was tossing delicious food again.

He walked behind her, glanced at the stove, and asked, "It seems that the little cannonball is going to visit the flower and bird market today, right?

Because of the large amount of food in the small cannonballs, Lin Zeng deliberately embedded a micro-space to store food in his small schoolbag, and every time before going to school, Jiang Hua would load his food space with a large amount of food.

"Eight braised chicken thighs, ten meat buns, nine boxes of mango cakes, four cans of freshly squeezed juice, five braised pork rolls, and he picked an unknown amount of fruit in the ground and in the tree house's planting room. ”

Jiang Hua said smoothly, as if the name of the dish was reported in cross talk.

"Child, what did you say about your appetite compared to him when you were the age of Little Cannonball?" Lin Zeng asked.

"Blue is better than blue. Jiang Hua replied without hesitation.

"Okay, it seems that I am the worst one by nature, and it is all up to the day after tomorrow to make up for it!" Lin Zeng lifted the lid of the pot, and from the steaming steamer, he felt a bun with beautiful folds, which was not too hot, and he took a bite of it, shook his head and said.

Jiang Hua unbuttoned his apron, glanced at Lin Zeng, and suddenly asked, "Are you going to retreat for a few more days?"

"Uh," Lin Zeng was taken aback by her divine prediction, and blurted out, "I just had it before I left the room, how did you guess it so quickly." ”

"Intuition. Jiang Hua took out a drawing from the microspace bracelet, grabbed Lin Zeng, sat down at the dining table, and said, "Then while you haven't hid in yet, help me take a look at these patterns first." ”

In the past two years, Jiang Hua's research focus has never been detached from carving and patterns, and she seems to be looking for another way to use rune patterns.

On weekdays, Lin Zeng was often arrested by her to help analyze and study problems.

When it comes to the study of rune patterns, Lin Zeng is the best teacher he can find on Earth.

"You want to make a fuss about space?"

Lin Zeng swept through the patterns drawn by Jiang Hua, and saw the doorway at a glance.

"Yes, it's hard, but it's fun to think about. ”

After so many years of old husband and wife, Lin Zeng saw Jiang Hua's eyes glowing when he talked about his favorite things, and he still couldn't help but want to hold his chin and watch it all the time.

Waiting for Jiang Hua's fingertips to tap lightly on his forehead, he came back to his senses and said with a smile: "The pattern of the source of gestation involves the birth of life, and it is indeed more difficult than studying space. Moreover, there is something in our underground home that can help you reduce the difficulty of studying spatial runes, and this direction is indeed very reliable. ”

"I see. Jiang Hua nodded, thoughtful.

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Meng Xiuzhen is a girl who loves beauty.

She has a privileged family, plenty of pocket money, and outstanding appearance, and from the upper grades of elementary school to the graduation of high school, there are boys who pursue next to her.

In a smooth life, she never thought that she would encounter such a bad thing.

Class reunions and singing in the box were originally a very common thing to return to their hometown during the summer vacation.

However, once you meet some people with ill intentions, such ordinary events also hide dangers and harms.

She never expected that a boy who used to sit in front of her, studied averagely, and had a good personality, would use such a subordinate method.

In this atmosphere, few people will pay attention to whether the drink they drank a moment ago is a poisonous drug.

Meng Xiuzhen didn't expect that the old classmates who used to use each other's erasers to answer the right answers after the test could use this method against themselves.

She felt faintly dizzy at first.

She felt that the box was too noisy and the environment was stuffy, so she talked to her friends and wanted to go to the bathroom to sober up.

When walking through the KTV lights flickering and she couldn't see the long corridor under her feet clearly, Meng Xiuzhen, who was still thinking about leaving in ten minutes, suddenly felt that she was stopped.

"What?"

She struggled reflexively, only to find that her hands and feet were a little weak.

"Xiuzhen, what's wrong?are you uncomfortable?do you want to take you home?" The not-so-familiar voice sounded in her ears.

Meng Xiuzhen turned her head and saw that she was an old classmate from high school.

Although the two did not have more contact after graduation, they had a good relationship at school.

Compared with strangers, familiar old classmates obviously made Meng Xiuzhen less vigilant.

She smiled and wanted to distance herself somewhat, even if it was an old classmate, but she wasn't used to keeping such a close distance from the opposite sex outside of her boyfriend.

She said, "It's okay, I'm ......"

As she spoke, she felt that her voice sounded strange.

Soft, weak, breathing is not smooth.

At this time, she felt that something was wrong.

Before he could think about it, he was dragged into the stairwell by his old classmates.

"Ge Wenhao, what are you doing?!" Meng Xiuzhen instinctively shouted in horror, but her already weak voice was tightly covered in a disgusting slap.