(If you want to hear more of your voices, and want to receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and pay attention to it, and give more support to "Mother Nest Advent World"!) Park the car steadily, bathed in the bright sunshine, Li Xiangzhi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at her son with a smile on her face and said: "Good son, today is the payday of the cram school, and my mother still has to go to the bank to transfer money, can you go home by yourself."

In the evening, I will bring you lobster and oysters to eat to replenish your body. ”

"Of course you can, Mom, I'm fine, you said you were going to pay the cram school teacher today, and I took a taxi and got out of the hospital by myself. Zhang Muzi pushed open the car door with a smile and was about to get out of the car, when he suddenly stopped, turned to look at his mother, and said with an embarrassed expression: "Mom, are you going to the bank in a while, can you, can you add some money to my account by the way..."

"I've already paid off your card debt. Seeing his son's hesitant appearance, Li Xiangzhi interrupted him with some amusement.

"No, this time there was an accident, and even the big and beautiful pear were shocked, I thought, I want to give them a good expression, apologize. Zhang Muzi said hesitantly.

"It's clear from the police that they repeatedly asked you to take you to the abandoned mine," Hearing this, Li Xiangzhi said in a deep voice: "Why do you have to apologize now."

Muzi, I said a long time ago that a child like Lu Wenhao who has not been disciplined by his parents since he was a child, you don't want to get too close to him, and Zheng Meili, a teenage girl gave up her studies and dreamed of stardom..."

"Mom, Tuba and Meili are my only two good friends, how can you talk about them like that," Zhang Muzi interrupted his mother angrily, "I just want to take the two of them to have a big meal while the Spring Festival is not over."

You and Dad are busy with cram school and don't come home all day, I don't like to eat the food cooked by Filipino maids, and it's awkward to go to the restaurant alone...

Hey, forget it, if you don't give money, forget it, I just don't eat. ”

As soon as Li Xiangzhi heard this, she hurriedly said: "How can I do it without eating, please if you want, don't I already restore your card, this is not enough?"

Zhang Muzi had his own private account and credit card on his sixteenth birthday, and the quota had already tripled to more than 200,000 in more than two years, which was the result of his parents' special control, and the monthly salary of an ordinary college student who had just left campus on Yuantai Island was only 22,000, or even 18,000.

It stands to reason that for a teenager who is not yet nineteen years old, 200,000 should be an astronomical amount, not to mention inviting two or three friends to a big meal, even if it is a whole month of eating and drinking, as long as it is not too luxurious.

But even so, Zhang Muzi, who actually had other plans in mind, still had something to say, "It was enough, but you and my father asked me to go to the Korean Peninsula to go to college, so I thought about inviting the tuba and Meili to eat 'Korean and Korean cuisine', and by the way, I told them about it."

As a result, I deliberately used my mobile phone to Google (Google) on the hospital bed in the past few days, and found that the most delicious and nourishing thing in Korean and Korean cuisine is 'ginseng chicken', and there is a very final 'ginseng chicken restaurant' in Yuanbei City, but the price is too expensive, and a can of stewed chicken with wild ginseng costs 40,000 or 50,000 yuan..."

"You're going to treat your fox friends to a feast of forty or fifty thousand!

Do you know that it is also very hard for dad and mom to make money, and..."Li Xiangzhi interrupted her son angrily, but before she could finish expressing her dissatisfaction, Zhang Muzi had hurriedly interjected: "Mom, of course I won't ask for chicken soup made with wild ginseng, just one or two thousand farmed ginseng."

It's me, now that I've become so thin, I always feel listless, so I want to make up for it, and besides, I can try authentic Korean cuisine that suits my taste. ”

"I hear you are 'bluffing'," as soon as she heard that her son wanted to eat wild ginseng chicken soup to replenish his body, Li Xiangzhi immediately felt that most of her anger had disappeared, and the price of forty or fifty thousand cans of 'ginseng chicken' became not so unacceptable, she reprimanded Zhang Muzi, and said in a changed tone: "But you have just been discharged from the hospital now, you should really supplement your nutrition, and eat whatever you want."

No matter how expensive things are, as long as they are good for the body, will my mother still feel distressed? ”

"You won't, but Dad, if you see the bill and find that I have eaten tens of thousands of yuan in one meal, you have to cut off my card," Zhang Muzi pouted: "That's why I want you to flush me with some cash." ”

"You kid, there are thousands of reasons to take money, who can know if it's true or not, hey, when other people's children were as old as you, they didn't ask for pocket money from the family for a long time, but the more you want it, the more fierce you become.

I really owe you in my last life..."Li Xiangzhi nagged in her mouth, but her hand involuntarily took out her wallet, counted the banknotes inside, and left only a few pieces of change, and handed over to her son the dozen or so 10,000 yuan bills that I originally wanted to wholesale two carts of fresh fruits in the market and reward my teachers, "Silly son, the money is charged into your account, and if you take it again, will there be a bill."

It's better to take cash, you have a lot of food, if you really feel better after eating 'wild ginseng chicken', you can eat another can. ”

"Mom, I will definitely be filial to you in the future. Zhang Muzi took the banknote, put it in his pocket, whispered softly to his mother, waved his hand, and walked towards the door of the house behind the lawn.

The son's words of 'heart' made Li Xiangzhi's heart as sweet as drinking honey, looking at Zhang Muzi's disappearing back, a happy smile bloomed on his face, but he didn't know that the son's face, who had just opened the door and walked home at this time, was already an unusually gloomy color.

The living room of "Zhang Zhai" is very large, with excellent lighting, and the area of the room is more than 50 feet, except for a semi-isolated kitchen, two servants' rooms with an area of no more than 3 or 4 feet and a guest toilet, the rest are used for hospitality.

The wall facing the gate is almost hollowed out by floor-to-ceiling windows, and you can clearly see the river view outside.

A short and fat Filipino maid in his thirties, with dark skin and a short stature, who was wiping the huge windows, hurriedly greeted someone when he saw someone entering, and asked with a little flustered tongue: "Sir, you, how did you get in, and who are you looking for?"

"Mary is me," Seeing that the maid at home couldn't recognize herself, Zhang Muzi pointed to her face irritably and said, "Take a closer look, I'm Zhang Muzi." ”

"Young master, it's true that you've come back from getting thinner," the Filipino maid suddenly remembered Madame's explanation, looked at Zhang Muzi carefully, and complimented him in surprise in a strange voice and not fluent Chinese: "Now I am stylish, very handsome, and first-class." ”

"How many times have I told you, now 'Yuanbei' is not only called a waiter, but also a 'young master'," Zhang Muzi, who was distraught, said casually, and then saw that the Filipino maid looked embarrassed, he waved his hand and said, "Hey, forget it, whatever you want." ‘

Anyway, thank you for the compliment, Mary, go to work, I'm so tired, go back to the room to rest first. ”

"Young master, Madame just called me to boil hot milk, and I'll bring you the room in a moment. Seeing Zhang Muzi walking towards the wooden staircase against the wall, Mary hurriedly said.

"No, I still have 'Guozhen' in the refrigerator, and I will soak it myself if I am thirsty. Zhang Muzi refused to step on the stairs and ran upstairs quickly.

The second floor of the 'Chaotian' is the bedroom, dressing room, study and guest room of the male and female hosts;

On the third floor, except for a large warehouse with an area of about 20 feet, the attic with a 70-degree slope roof and inlaid with huge tempered glass lighting are all used by Zhang Muzi.

With such a high-quality and spacious private space, if it is an ordinary eighteen or nine-year-old boy, he must clean up cool and tidy, and ask his favorite girl to 'review his homework' when he has time, but Zhang Muzi has a room full of all kinds of strange animal models, and then there is a large bed, refrigerator, game console and a few other household appliances.

Normally, when he returned to his room, the first thing he would do was to fiddle with the 'bio-assistant' models he had collected for a while, but this time he didn't even glance at them.

In the four days he stayed in the hospital, Zhang Muzi was afraid all the time, and there would be a sudden irrepressible hunger in his stomach, he knew that if this happened in the hospital, he had only three choices to do, one was to kill himself;

The second is to use strong willpower to suppress the 'gray paste' that has become a part of his body, and stifle his desire to hunt food for the monster that created it, and the result of this is likely to be a painful death;

The third is to allow the 'gray paste' to plunder energy freely, but judging from the amount of nutrients that increase geometrically at each growth stage, the consequences of this will be unpredictable, in short, all options are irreparable disasters for Zhang Muzi.

But at that time, he really had no way to persuade his parents to go through the discharge procedures for himself in advance, regardless of the doctor's advice of 'staying in the hospital for observation'.

And now that he has escaped the catastrophe, Zhang Muzi is facing the most urgent matter, which is naturally to solve the problem of nutrient intake of 'gray paste' once and for all in the shortest possible time.

And for this, after a few days of contemplation, he already had his own idea.