Chapter 20: The Covenant
Ordinary days are always slow, fortunately, Li Mu always has something to do, a month, under the moisture of the black mud at the bottom of the pool, the purple shrimp in the fish pond under the mountain finally no longer degraded, but in this way, on average, every half a month to pour three buckets of black mud into the fish pond, plus Li Mu to use the black mud to plant vegetables, ginseng and other things, has been unable to expand the breeding of more purple shrimp.
Although it was not satisfactory, Li Mu already felt very satisfied.
And the sought-after purple-scaled shrimp was under the watchful eye of the cute steamed buns, and it was divided up in less than a week. Maybe it's because the blood of the bear on Mengmeng's body is indeed higher than the bloodline of the dog, these days have passed, Mengmeng's strength is increasing day by day, compared to the steamed bun is on par, especially its rough skin and thick meat, it is extremely resistant to beating and beating, and now it is impossible for the steamed bun to subdue Mengmeng.
And this obviously makes Meng Meng very complacent, this guy has been knowing that the steamed bun has no choice but to be arrogant, or fart in front of the steamed bun walking around, the embarrassed fat face is full of you come to hit me, you come to beat me like before, don't mention how cheap.
Not to mention the steamed buns, the dog in question, even Li Mu, who occasionally watched from the sidelines, had the urge to pick up a chair and smash it when he saw it.
Hum Ha Er The two little white foxes have also grown up a lot, and now they are as big as ordinary domestic cats, and they finally don't have to eat only wild eggs, which makes Li Mu happy for a while, because there are more wild eggs left, through his father, he sold these wild eggs to the game shop in Chang County, how can he make two thousand yuan a month, although it is not much, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat.
And what excites Li Mu the most is those vegetables grown with black mud, these vegetables did not disappoint him, after ripening, their appearance is obviously different from ordinary vegetables, just a glance can arouse people's appetite, even the simplest stir-fry, its taste is more delicious and more delicious than ordinary vegetables, of course, this is also because Li Mu is really not good at vegetarian dishes.
On this day, Qin Xin and Xiaoman came to Li Mu to play again.
It is now the middle of January, and there have been several heavy snowfalls here in Changxian County, and there are still white snow traces on the top of Lin Yushan, and everything on the mountain has withered without a trace of green.
Qin Xin and Xiao Man were at the edge of the vegetable field at the bottom of the mountain, looking at the very good vegetables growing in amazement, without the thermal insulation protection of the greenhouse, these vegetables can still grow so well, it is a miracle.
In the face of their questioning, Li Mu was naturally vague, not daring to tell the truth, talking about it left and right, diverting their attention, among them, Meng Meng, who seemed to be a bully in the mountains, was the most able to attract their attention, not to mention its cute and embarrassing, naΓ―ve appearance, it was its cheap behavior with some gangsterism that made the two beauties laugh, so once they learned that the two of them were coming, Li Mu would ask Meng Meng to go down the mountain in advance to hide, and as soon as the situation appeared, he called it out as a shield, and tried unpleasantly.
Qin Xin was wearing a red kaftan sweater today, looking noble and cute, with an intellectual temperament on his delicate face, which really fascinated Li Mu.
However, from the faint wrinkles between her eyebrows, you can still see that there is something troubled in her heart.
"Li Mu, do you have time in two days?" Qin Xin accompanied Xiao Man and Meng Meng to play for a while, and then pulled Li Mu to whisper.
Li Mu was happy in his heart: This is the rhythm of asking me? Lian was silent: "Yes, you want to ...... Why? β
Qin Xin has been a little familiar with Li Mu these days, but he didn't know the other meaning of his words, he glared at him, and said bitterly: "I'm serious with you!" β
"Okay, okay, no kidding, what's going on?"
Qin Xin nodded, a little unsure of how to speak: "Well, that's the case, can you accompany me to watch Dong Chou's concert in a few days?" β
"Dong Chou?" Li Mu was stunned, "That Dong Zhou, the emperor superstar?" β
Qin Xin nodded: "Of course, is there a second Dong Zhou in Huaguo?" β
Li Mu still likes Dong Chou's songs very much, especially in high school, he only listened to his Chinese style songs, although he has matured a lot over the years, the naΓ―ve star-chasing mentality has become very weak, but this does not prevent him from liking Dong Chou.
However, looking at Qin Xin's appearance, he didn't seem to be very happy.
"Is there something, a secret?" Li Mu asked with a shake of his eyebrows.
"Yes, indeed, me, in the past...... En~" Qin Xin somehow suddenly didn't want to mention this person's name in front of Li Mu, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and said, "Lin Xi, Lin Xi's former boyfriend, cough, Zhang He, has returned to China, Lin Xi picked him up in Kyoto and invited me to join him." β
"Oh." Although Qin Xin's tone was a little strange, Li Mu didn't notice anything wrong, but why did Qin Xin invite him to go with him?
"That?" It's just that before Li Mu could ask, he was interrupted by Qin Xin, who blushed at some point.
"Are you going or not?"
"Go, why don't you go, of course you have to go." Li Mu was secretly happy in her heart: No matter what, she did ask me out anyway.
When Qin Xin heard this, he immediately took out a plane ticket from his small bag and handed it over: "At three o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, the first airport in Tianmen City." β
"You even bought a plane ticket?" Li Mu suddenly had an ominous premonition, this concert trip didn't seem to be easy.
Qin Xin's delicate face showed a little embarrassment: "You came to Changxian early the morning after tomorrow, and I haven't booked a ticket for the bus to Tianmen." β
"Okay." Li Mu collected the plane ticket, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiao Man who was holding Meng Meng playing not far away, and asked, "Is Xiao Man going?" β
"She, she had a mission that day, and she couldn't go."
"Mission?" Li Mu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted violently, "I almost forgot that this guy is still a policeman." β
Qin Xin laughed when he heard it: "Do you think that Xiao Man's temperament will make people forget her serious police uniform unconsciously." β
Li Muqing couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "That's right, that's right." β
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In room 008 of the presidential suite of the five-star Shengtian Hotel in Kyoto, a couple is sitting sadly on the soft and comfortable leather sofa, looking at the bedroom on the left from time to time, looking anxious.
This couple, the man looks average, but he is full of aura, and his slightly gloomy little eyes have always revealed unparalleled confidence, but now, they are full of pain and anxiety.
This person is the emperor superstar who has become popular in Southeast Asia in the past ten years, and the well-deserved king of the music industry, Dong Chou.
And the young and beautiful young woman was his wife, Kunlin.
"Brother Zhou, it's all my fault, I have to bring my children to watch your concert, that's it." Kunlin's beautiful face was full of regret and discomfort.
Dong Zhou stretched out his hand to wrap his wife's waist and comforted: "I don't blame you, don't blame yourself, children are weak, it is normal to be sick, don't worry." β
"However, the day after tomorrow is the concert, will it affect you?" Kun Lin lowered her head and leaned on Dong Zhou's shoulder, a little uneasy.
When Dong Zhou heard this, he also smiled bitterly, but his tone was still calm: "It's okay, I can do it." β
And at this moment, the door of the bedroom was suddenly opened, and a white-haired old Chinese medicine doctor walked out with his hands rubbed, if Li Mu was here, he could recognize at a glance that this old Chinese medicine doctor was Sun Xian, one of the top ten Chinese medicine doctors in China, who wanted him to contribute the cultivation method of ginseng.