Shen Shitong spent fifty yuan to temporarily have the right to use the small living room and dining room, and Qian Mengqi was also very dedicated and began to help him clean up his "single room".

Of course, Shen Shitong did not forget to be courteous and boasted. In line with the service tenet of customer first, Qian Mengqi is like herself in the hospital to patients, she has always greeted her with a smile, so beautiful that Shen Shitong's eyes narrowed into slits, and she was happier than living in the presidential suite.

Yu Ziqing couldn't see the two of them tossing around, shook his head and went back to the room.

"Damn, the best! It's really the best! You really touched someone's **?" Seeing this, Shen Shitong hurriedly followed, closed the door, and asked excitedly.

"It's not because she's in a hurry to save you, she just happened to be in the way, so something happened to her. Yu Ziqing explained angrily.

"Damn, as the saying goes, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, it seems that this is true. Look at it, you are now rich and rich!"

"Collect your head! If it weren't for the fact that you were in a hurry to find some bullshit xingfu and were jumped by immortals, would I be so unlucky?" Yu Ziqing gave Shen Shitong a violent shudder and scolded.

Shen Shitong touched his head in disdain, and a rare trace of embarrassment flashed on his face. However, he immediately put his fat face in front of Yu Ziqing, and asked with a silver face: "Have you done anything else besides touching there?"

"Get out!" Yu Ziqing unceremoniously ordered the eviction.

"There are nurse cuties waiting outside, don't you say I'm going to get out too, but there is one thing that you have to ask first, do you mean that to this cutie?" asked Shen Shitong with a rare straight face.

"It's not interesting, it's just a co-tenant. Yu Ziqing was too lazy to take care of Shen Shitong, so he picked up the book and read it.

"If you're really boring, then you're welcome!" Shen Shidao.

"You can do whatever you like, but I advise you to save it. Yu Ziqing didn't even have the heart to glance at Shen Shitong.

Shen Shitong didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Yu Ziqing's words at all, and actually thanked Yu Ziqing happily, and then went to the living room to find Qian Mengqi. It's a pity that after a while, Qian Mengqi had already hurriedly slipped into her room.

When the night sky was full of stars, the bright moon hung high, and Yu Ziqing sat on the balcony as if he was going to say it, collecting gas into his body. After an hour of cultivation, Yu Ziqing felt that his internal qi was full and his spirit was full, and he was one step closer to the middle stage of foundation building.

It's just that tonight Yu Ziqing didn't feel the joy of the past, nor did he climb up to sleep like he did in the past, but stood alone on the balcony against the wind, overlooking the bustling Hangzhou city under the lights.

Originally, Yu Ziqing just wanted to enjoy the worldly life quietly, which was one of the reasons why he was willing to stay in the research institute, and the picture was that quiet and quiet.

Accompanying a quiet and leisurely life is a step-by-step, unhurried cultivation.

But the incident at the East Bus Station still sounded the alarm for Yu Ziqing, and a quiet life still needs strength to guarantee.

Strength, obviously, with Yu Ziqing's current strength, it is more than enough to deal with those gangsters at the East Bus Station, but if he encounters a slightly more powerful character, he, who once dominated the fairy world, may not be able to eat and walk around.

But the matter of cultivation is not impatient or impatient, and Yu Ziqing knows this better than anyone else in this world. Because of his familiarity and talent, his cultivation speed has reached an appalling level, and it is even more difficult to advance impatiently, especially in the foundation laying stage. So he had to think about starting to make some other preparations.

The next day was Saturday, when Shen Shitong and Qian Mengqi were still asleep, Yu Ziqing went out.

Because it rained in Hangzhou in the early hours of the morning, the air was rarely filled with wisps of coolness in the early morning of June.

From a distance, Yu Ziqing saw the charm of the proprietress again, and her plump body looked particularly simple and moving under the simple clothes.

Unconsciously, the corners of Yu Ziqing's mouth hooked up a faint smile, the proprietress is like a unique scenery in this world, bringing Yu Ziqing a faint warmth.

"Two buns, a bag of soy milk. Yu Ziqing smiled.

"Okay, do you want to take it away or eat it here?" The proprietress showed a sincere smile to Yu Ziqing with the charming face of a mature woman.

Because it was the weekend, there was no one in the store at this time, only a little girl who looked a little like the proprietress in a daze with her delicate elbow supporting her cute chin.

Yu Ziqing's heart moved slightly, and said, "Let's eat here." ”

After taking the buns and soy milk, Yu Ziqing sat down next to the little girl and smiled: "Little friend, how old are you this year?"

The little girl's big deep eyes were still staring blankly at the door of the store.

"Seven years old!" The proprietress walked up to the little girl, gently stroked the little girl's head with her hand, and said softly: "Wenwen, do you want to answer what your uncle asks you?"

The little girl still didn't hear it, and her eyes were still staring blankly at the door.

A hint of imperceptible despair flashed in the proprietress eyes, and the corners of her eyes were faintly moist.

Looking at the mother and daughter in front of him, Yu Ziqing's tenderness somewhere in his heart seemed to be suddenly touched.

"The child has her own spiritual world, and she will get better when she is older. Yu Ziqing also gently stroked Wenwen's head, relieved, a touch of gloom flashed in his eyes, if it weren't for his pitiful low mana now, maybe he could help this little girl get out of her closed spiritual world and help this hard-working mother get out of the torment of the night.

Looking up at Yu Ziqing's delicate and thin face, the proprietress could feel his heartfelt concern.

A person who raised his daughter and worked hard to run this steamed bun shop, the proprietress is not a weak woman, she is simple and beautiful with a charming appearance and an extremely strong heart. But I don't know why, when the man in front of her, who had particularly deep eyes and exuded a faint vicissitudes of life that did not belong to his age, comforted her, she suddenly found herself extremely weak, and before she knew it, tears slipped down her smooth and white cheeks and quietly dripped on the table.

A faint sadness crept into Yu Ziqing's heart, and he naturally picked up the tissue on the table and handed it to the proprietress .

"Thank you!" the proprietress took the tissue and wiped her eyes, then stood up with slightly red eyes and went to greet business.

When paying, the two naturally looked at each other and smiled faintly, although they still didn't know each other's names, but the two seemed to be acquaintances.

Leaving Ah Zhen's steamed bun shop, Yu Ziqing was slowly wandering on the road alone, and on the road he saw a gold shop that collected gold and platinum vertically, so he walked in.

As Shen Shitong said, the gold rose sharply, and the gold necklaces and bracelets of those gangsters were not light, and those gold Yu Ziqing sold for a total of more than 68,000 points. When he left the gold shop, Yu Ziqing ordered 7749 silver needles.

Leaving the gold shop, Yu Ziqing swayed all the way to Zhongshan Middle Road. Yu Ziqing knew that there was a pen village with a relatively long history near Jiefang Road on Zhongshan Middle Road, where there were all kinds of high-quality brushes.

After last night's incident, Yu Ziqing felt the need to make some talismans in case of emergency.