Before going to bed at night, Qiu Zhenyang took some things to Ling Mu's room.
"These pajamas and slippers are all newly bought and have been sterilized. You can just use them." Qiu Zhenyang put the clothes on the sofa and saw Ling Mu standing by the window blowing the air. He couldn't help but said helplessly, "You're not feeling well yet, so don't blow the wind, or you'll catch a cold tomorrow."
Ling Mu frowned: "How can I be so weak?"
Although he was stubborn, he closed the window obediently and walked to the sofa to get his pajamas and prepare to take a bath.
When Qiu Zhenyang saw him coming, he quickly took a few steps back: "Hey, be careful. If you want to come over, tell me first, so I can stay away."
He is now more afraid of approaching Ling Mu than anyone else, for fear that his approach will make Ling Mu uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Ling Mu looked at him teasingly: "I'm quite sensible now. I didn't know who was rushing to get together with me before. It's like a piece of candy. It's annoying."
Qiu Zhenyang, who was ridiculed, didn't seem to realize his mistake at all. He put his hands in his pockets and tilted his head slightly, and said nonchalantly: "No, you have to stick close to your wife when you are chasing her, otherwise you will slip away without noticing. Who should I cry to? If I hadn't been able to get close to you now, I would have hugged you and kissed you!"
"Qiu Zhenyang, aren't you ashamed?" Ling Mu blushed at what he said. Why is this guy so thick-skinned? He doesn't even blush when he talks about love!
Qiu Zhenyang's handsome face smiled wildly, and he raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice deliberately: "What are you ashamed of? You are mine now, you can kiss me and hug me if you want! Xiao Mumu, be prepared, waiting for you My health has improved, but I may not be able to bear it~"
After saying that, Qiu Zhenyang licked his lips in a coquettish manner. The crystal liquid stained his thin red lips, full of lust.
"Go away! Get out of here!"
After driving Qiu Zhenyang out, Ling Mu rubbed his face desperately, and the heat on his face could not go away for a while.
He simply took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower. However, after taking a long time to come out, his face was even redder.
Ling Mu buried himself in the quilt and shouted in despair: "Ahhhhhhhh Qiu Zhenyang, you idiot!!!"
Because he was worried about Ling Mu's health, Qiu Zhenyang set an alarm clock the next day and got up early to make nutritious porridge for him.
Yesterday, there were not enough ingredients in the hospital, so he made some random food. Now that there are enough ingredients in the kitchen at home, he can make something nutritious and delicious.
The breakfast pairing is porridge and steamed buns. Qiu Zhenyang cooked lean meat porridge, put more nutritious vegetables in it, and added seasonings to taste. He wasn't very good at making steamed buns, but fortunately he had a cook to help him. All he had to do was mix the fillings, and the cook would do everything like kneading the dough. Seeing that it was still early, he also made an egg custard. It was soft, fragrant and tender, which made him very appetizing.
Finally, Qiu Zhenyang got some freshly squeezed juice, and the fruit he picked was Ling Mu's favorite.
When everyone almost got up, breakfast was ready, and Qiu Zhenyang personally brought it to the table.
"This, you did all this?"
Zhu Qin looked at his son in disbelief. Although Qiu Zhenyang had passed on many recipes before and heard that he had opened a restaurant in the school, Zhu Qin didn't take it to heart. He just thought it was some ancient book that Qiu Zhenyang came from. I found it in my morning book. As a result, his son showed his hand to them, which shocked the whole family.
Qiu Zhang looked at the paste in the bowl suspiciously, holding the spoon and not daring to take his mouth.
"What are you doing? Why don't you eat?" Qiu Zhenyang sat down at the table and couldn't help asking when he saw everyone holding chopsticks and not moving.
Ling Mu watched the Qiu family look at each other in confusion, and understood their hesitation, so he lowered his head, scooped up the porridge, took a few mouthfuls, and ate it without changing his expression. Ling Dang likes to drink juice first. After drinking a glass of juice, he starts to eat porridge. From time to time, he puts some side dishes into the bowl to eat.
Qiu Zhang saw that the brother and sister enjoyed the food, so he no longer hesitated and took a bite.
"What is this? What a unique taste!" Qiu Zhang's expression was instantly surprised, and he couldn't wait to take a second bite.
Zhu Qin and Qiu Haolin also took a bite at this time, and their taste buds were instantly shocked by the fragrant and glutinous texture. For a while, they only focused on eating the porridge and could not even speak.
For breakfast, Qiu Zhang ate five large bowls of porridge and three large steamed buns. Qiu Haolin also ate four bowls and two steamed buns. Even Zhu Qin, who usually only ate a little breakfast, ordered a second bowl of porridge and finally filled up the steamed buns. They couldn't eat any more, so Qiu Zhang had to take care of the remaining half, leaving Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu in shock.
In short, Qiu Zhenyang brought a big surprise to the Qiu family this morning!
"Zhenyang, where did you get the recipe?" After dinner, Qiu Haolin walked around the living room to eat and asked Qiu Zhenyang.
He and his father originally planned to go to the army after breakfast, but now they were full and both of them walked in the living room to eat.
Qiu Zhenyang raised his eyebrows: "Well, I saw it in the library before and thought it was quite interesting. But then I couldn't find the book. I only remembered a little bit, so I thought about it by myself. Who thought it tasted good? . ”
He made up lies randomly, but fortunately Qiu Haolin just asked casually, nodded and said nothing more.
After eating for almost fifteen minutes, Qiu Zhang and Qiu Haolin left home for the army.
"The weather is nice today. Let me take you to the garden for a walk and get some fresh air." Qiu Zhenyang took a look at the weather outside and took the initiative to take Ling Mu and Ling Dang out.
Ling Mu nodded in agreement and was about to take Ling Dang, but Zhu Qin immediately came over and said, "You go ahead, I'll take Ling Dang to measure and make some clothes. It's the time when children grow up and love beauty, not only The size must be suitable, and the color and style must be good-looking. Can Lingdang and Auntie make clothes together?"
Ling Dang was pulled by Zhu Qin and looked back at his brother.
"Auntie, don't bother, Ling Dang has a lot of clothes, they are all in school." Ling Mu refused sheepishly. Zhu Qin was so enthusiastic that he couldn't resist.
His character is actually a bit introverted and not good at words. He used to be fierce and reject others with a cold expression, but now Aunt Zhu cares about them wholeheartedly, and Ling Mu can't put on a bad face no matter what.
"What's the trouble? If you hadn't been able to contact A and O now, I would have wanted to take you with me. Now I can only take Ling Dang first." After saying that, without waiting for Ling Mu to make any more excuses, Zhu Qin directly took Ling Dang's hand and left. Before going out, she turned around and winked at her son, "Zhenyang, we just had lunch outside. Remember to play with Ling Mu~"
Qiu Zhenyang raised his eyebrows and was speechless.
Although he was very happy that his mother had the consciousness to help him take away the light bulb, he couldn't get close to Ling Mu now! Nothing can be done! Does it make any difference whether there is a light bulb or not? Ouch!
Although he was complaining like crazy in his heart, Qiu Zhenyang was still very happy to be alone with Ling Mu.
The back garden of Qiu's house is not very big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the essentials, including rockeries, ponds, flowers, and green trees. There is also a large retro-lacquered pavilion in the center of the garden. There are stone tables, stone benches, and even deck chairs under the pavilion, which is very suitable for enjoying the scenery and enjoying the shade. This style makes Qiu Zhenyang feel more at home. After all, there are few such retro buildings in the interstellar area.
"How do you feel at my house?" Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu were lying on two recliners respectively, talking with a stone table in between.
Ling Mu squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the pond not far away. There were several golden fish swimming comfortably in it.
"Uncle and aunt are very nice, and so is your brother." This is Ling Mu's true words. He likes the atmosphere of the Qiu family very much, and he likes these lovely people even more.
Qiu Zhenyang smiled proudly and gave everyone in the Qiu family a big thumbs up~
"Have you ever thought about what you will do after graduation?" Qiu Zhenyang put his hands on the back of his head and turned his face to look at Ling Mu. The stone table did not block the latter's face. He could clearly see Ling Mu's long eyelashes blinking slowly, one by one. , which made Qiu Zhenyang feel itchy.
After thinking about it seriously, Ling Mu's eyes were a little confused: "I haven't thought about it yet."
He had always just wanted to study hard, work hard and save money. In the future, he would take Ling Dang away from his mother's clutches and give Ling Dang the best life possible within his own conditions. As for other things, he didn't have time to think about it before, but now there is no need to think about it, so he has been in such a hazy state.
"Are you interested in live streaming?"
"Huh?" Ling Mu turned to look at him in confusion.
Qiu Zhenyang explained: "I am going to make a mecha-type game and also develop a live broadcast business. I would like to invite you to be the anchor."
Although Ling Mu has never been exposed to games or live streaming, he has at least heard of it, but Qiu Zhenyang said that he should be the anchor... Ling Mu raised his eyebrows: "There are no omegas in this line of work."
Ling Mu said this a bit euphemistically. In the entire interstellar world, there are many things that omegas are not allowed to do by default, and live streaming of games is one of them.
In fact, it was not that there were no Omega live broadcasts at the beginning, and Omega players in the game also accounted for a large proportion. It's just that most O anchors have poor skills and low psychological quality. They just cry and cry when something happens, which makes a lot of beta and alpha viewers angry, and the live broadcast room is full of curses.
Over time, a bad phenomenon has formed, that is, once someone starts a live broadcast, someone will inevitably come after hearing the news and start to attack with bad words. In the end, even omegas with very good skills will be scolded and quit, and no one can persist in such an environment.
"If you are referring to AB's conflict with O, I have a way to solve it." Qiu Zhenyang's eyes gradually deepened.
The conflict between AB and O largely lies in the inaction of the game developers. Although they simulate interstellar battles, there is no hierarchy among players. The starting modes are all randomly matched, and the character configurations are also randomly assigned, resulting in quite unreasonable game distribution.
For example, the popular "Spark" game on the market has a game lasting from one hour to three hours. Players enter the game warehouse and log in to the game and choose to start, and the system will automatically match the game field. After entering the game field, players will be randomly assigned to roles such as "Warrior", "Enemy Leader", and "Star Commander".
It's just that the functions and operating difficulty of these characters are completely different. Let alone Omega, even some Alphas may not be able to adapt to all characters. There is gender authentication in the game, and no one can hide their gender. Once omegas are assigned a role that they are not qualified for, they will inevitably be scolded by their teammates, and their psychological quality is completely inferior to AB. Some people don't even dare to scold each other, and the consequences can be imagined.
That's it, let alone live streaming, many omegas don't even dare to play games for fear of being scolded.
The game developers did not care about this issue at all. They only wanted to make money and did not want to offend a large group of ABs, so they allowed this contradiction to ferment and formed the current situation.
"What can you do?" Ling Mu looked at Qiu Zhenyang curiously. The conflict between ABOs didn't just happen for three or two years. It happened from the beginning of the game program to now. What can Qiu Zhenyang think of?
However, Qiu Zhenyang did not answer. He only smiled at him and showed his big white teeth. He closed his eyes and hummed in a good mood.
Of course there are ways, but wouldn't it be boring if you said it in advance? He still has to use this game to please Bo Lingmu, but he can’t give it all away first~
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ling Mu snorted angrily and simply closed his eyes and ignored him.
The cool breeze was blowing under the shade of the trees. It was a rare leisure day. There was no need to go to school or work. Ling Mu breathed in the faint fragrance of flowers comfortably and felt that his whole body felt relaxed.
His eyelids gradually closed, and he was about to fall asleep comfortably, but Qiu Zhenyang's sudden words woke him up.
"Xiao Mumu, where do you think it's better to hold the wedding when we get married?"
"What are you thinking about, Qiu Zhenyang??? Your brain is damaged by the heat?"
"Hey hey hey~"
The author has something to say: This topic is changing so fast that Xiaomumu can’t even keep up with him when he flies the aircraft.