I'm really immortal

Zhongqing sent Bai Hui home first, and Liu Changan got off the car at Baolong Center with her, and then walked back slowly. Zhongqing looked at his leisurely pace, parked the car and prepared to go upstairs.

"Miss Third is back." The elevator attendant said to Zhong Qing with a smile.

"Thank you." Zhong Qing was a little surprised. Logically speaking, Zhu Juntang would not come to Junsha with the third wife until tomorrow, and she should be accompanying the old lady on Taiwan Island during the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow.

Zhu Juntang didn't even notify her, which was so abnormal. Zhongqing walked into the elevator and took out his cell phone. After thinking about it, he didn't ask for the reason.

Zhu Juntang was not in the garden or viewing platform on the top floor, but in a small living room. After Zhu Juntang was kicked into the swimming pool by Liu Changan and came downstairs that day, Zhongqing was the one who received Liu Changan in this small living room.

Zhu Juntang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a teacup in his hand, with soft white fingers and pink nails, holding the same elegant snow-colored teacup, elegant and tranquil.

As usual, Zhongqing took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Zhu Juntang, then glanced at the tea set on the table, and suddenly remembered that Liu Changan drank tea from one of the cups in the tea set here that day.

Could it be the cup Zhu Juntang is holding now? Seeing things and missing people?

Zhu Juntang held the cup and turned it around, looking here and there, then put the cup to his mouth, slowly touched it with his lips, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his long eyelashes trembling, and then raised it Cup, looking at the shallow lip lines left on the edge of the cup.

Zhong Qing's heart palpitated. Is this... is the evidence conclusive? Zhong Qing knew very well that Zhu Juntang would not use cups that had been used by anyone else. All her tableware and tea sets were exclusive, let alone using the tea sets prepared for guests.

What's more, he puts someone else's teacup to his mouth... This is only when a girl in love is obsessed with the other person, can she feel the other person's breath and the ambiguity of indirect kissing with blushing and heartbeating in this way, right?

"Liu Changan was drinking tea here that day. Was he using this cup?" Zhu Juntang immediately gave Zhong Qing a critical blow.

"I don't know... why are you looking for the cup he used?" Zhong Qing was a little unbelievable. Zhu Juntang really fell in love with Liu Changan?

"I remember that after he left that day, I put away the cup he used. There should be nothing wrong with it." Zhu Juntang turned around and looked at Zhong Qing suspiciously, "Did you change the package?"

Zhong Qing did not deny it, but Zhu Juntang shook his head and continued to show an incomprehensible but even more excited expression.

"Miss Third, why are you back today?" Zhong Qing asked calmly.

"Zhu Changzhe's wife was reluctant and thinking about it again. My mother said that if he was really taken in, the Zhu family's investment in the mainland would probably come to an end. Because of this, a lot of people were quarreling, and some people naively thought that they could. I can eat both ends for a lifetime... The old lady lost her temper and didn't want to see anyone, so I came back first..." Zhu Juntang thought for a moment and said, "I have to set up camp here."

"The first one is Hiroshima, and how could it be possible..." Zhongqing admired Zhu Juntang's whimsy, and continued to ask: "Why are you looking for the cup Liu Changan used?"

Of course Zhu Juntang would not tell Zhong Qing that there must be residual saliva in the cup after drinking tea. So can this saliva be used to detect something? I am very happy that someone told Zhu Juntang for sure that saliva contains human oral epithelial exfoliated cells. This saliva is very useful. In collecting clues at the scene of many cases, the lip lines on the cup and the residual saliva are very important... But Zhu Juntang took the cup back to Taiwan, but she did not get any useful test results.

"I won't tell you." Zhu Juntang tilted his head and repeated, "I won't tell you... I won't tell you..."

After saying that, Zhu Juntang took the cup and went back to his room, and then ran out to look for the telescope. He couldn't find it for a long time, so he asked Zhongqing to buy another one.

The last day of the holiday is the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, in the year of Dingyou, which falls on the fourth day of the fifth lunar month.

rain.

The continuous drizzle made people feel lazy the most. He kicked open the door and lay on the chair. Liu Changan poured a glass of realgar wine and a plate of rice dumplings and looked at the thin line of rain outside the door.

It would be nice if I bought some plums to eat.

I don’t know if the beans thrown in the corner will sprout during this rain.

"Brother Chang'an, would you like to go to the river to watch the tadpoles looking for their mothers?" Zhou Dongdong moved step by step against the wall to Liu Changan's house and delivered soy milk.

"Not going."

"But tadpoles will only come out to find their mother when it rains." Zhou Dongdong was disappointed.

"Have you ever eaten fried frog with hot sauce?"

"What is a frog?"

"Chickens in the field."

"Why are there chickens in the field?"

"In the past, there were many frogs in the lotus pond. They made noise all night long, making it difficult for people to sleep. They were caught and eaten. The meat was better than chickens, so they were named frogs."

"How can you eat frogs? Frogs are beneficial insects!" Zhou Dongdong said angrily.

"Frogs are delicious, better than dog meat, and better than centipede meat."

Zhou Dongdong is not a child who only knows how to eat. He thought for a long time before making up his mind: "You can't eat the frog, but if you have already made it, can you give me some?"

"Okay." Liu Changan nodded while biting the soy milk bag.

Zhou Dongdong and Liu Changan watched the rain together, drank soy milk, and went back after finishing the drink.

Liu Changan was still lying on the chair, squinting his eyes half-closed.

After taking a nap for a while, it was almost noon. This kind of leisurely and idle vacation was much more comfortable than yesterday's picnic.

The rain seems to be getting heavier. If you go out, a newly painted oil paper umbrella with tung oil will come in handy. When the time comes, looking at the patter of rain outside the umbrella, will you feel that the rain alley is long, long and lonely? Will you also feel that the rain alley is long, long and lonely? Want to meet that girl with the same color, the same crispness, and the same elegance as the bamboo?

When we can't meet each other, the so-called loneliness probably means that we can't see the people we want to see, and we have nothing but memories.

But it's nothing, Liu Changan squinted his eyes, looking through the continuous rain, couldn't help but sit up, and then laughed in surprise.

The person who came over was Qin Yanan.

She was holding a colorful umbrella, which was particularly bright and invigorating in such a gray and soft weather. She was wearing a sky-blue long skirt. The hem of the skirt was a little wet, not swaying, and clinging to her calf. , but she looks taller, carefully avoiding the twisting of water accumulation in her steps, and her long hair can no longer dance in front of her body. It is probably because there is too much moisture in the air, which suppresses the elegance.

She was holding an insulated food box in her hand.

"My parents originally thought about inviting you over for dinner, but my great-grandfather said that you don't like socializing very much, and you may not be willing to interact with too many people." Qin Yanan still obediently followed his great-grandfather's instructions, "But you have to eat richly on Dragon Boat Festival. , I prepared a soup and three dishes, you cook some rice, let’s have a meal together at noon?”

"I'm interested." Liu Changan nodded.

Qin Yanan made the soup of steamed chicken with astragalus. He used young hens that had never laid eggs and were freshly killed without touching the water. After taking out the internal organs, he stuffed one or two astragalus into it. He placed the chopsticks on the pot and steamed it. After steaming, the water vapor condensed into the soup. The aroma is strong and fragrant.

The other three dishes are fried macadamia nuts with celery and lily, steamed pork sausage and fragrant dried bacon, and stir-fried beef tendons. They are both meat and vegetable and can be eaten with rice.

"Did you make it?" Liu Changan was a little doubtful, but Ye Sijin was not good at cooking. Miss Ye's mind was entirely on the revolution. Liu Changan also taught some of Liu Changan's cooking skills to Qin Peng.

Qin Yanan nodded somewhat complacently.

"I will be blessed if I marry you. I also want to have a wife who can cook well." Liu Changan smiled.

"Little cousin, are you teasing your cousin?" Qin Yanan blinked, "If you write a letter to my great-grandfather, I will cook you a meal every now and then."

Liu Changan went to get the letter and handed it to Qin Yanan.