Lu Shifeng stood where he was, without moving.
The peasant couple was still hesitating whether to throw the picked child back, but just as they were about to throw it away, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.
got windy.
The thunder may have awakened the sleeping child, and the cry of the child broke the peace of the path. The child was crying so badly that even a hard-hearted person would not be indifferent when he heard it.
Sure enough, the farmer was the first to sigh: "It's about to rain heavily, if you leave him here, the baby won't live."
"What are we doing?" the woman said, "It's not us who threw it away."
The farmer said: "Sin, our baby is about to grow up now, let's take it as a virtue for the baby, and my old Jane will be a good person again!"
Women were not happy at first, but when it came to doing good deeds, she hesitated, and finally gritted her teeth: "Come on, let's just call it Jian Luo, you can't eat for free, and let him help you when you grow up." live."
The farmer hugged the child: "Go home, our sheep just gave birth, get some goat milk, look at the crying one, I guess it's hungry."
The woman pouted: "I want to go to you."
The two passed Lu Shifeng straightly. When passing by, the crying child seemed to see the marshal standing on the dirt road. He opened his black eyes and stared at him for a moment.
Lu Shifeng looked at him quietly.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was about to rain. Standing on this country road, he was not affected by anything, and even the corners of his clothes were not blown by the wind.
Lu Shifeng looked at the back of the couple leaving, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Jian Luo."
…
"Wow!"
From time to time, children's cries came from the farmyard, accompanied by the scolding of the peasant woman.
These sounds didn't stop until late at night. The whole family was basically asleep. On a small kang, Jian Luo was placed on the edge. It was a bit dirty, as you could tell, it hadn't been cleaned properly.
Jian Luo, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to be able to sense that someone was watching her. She was sleeping soundly, but suddenly opened her dark eyes.
Lu Shifeng stood by the bed, meeting Jian Luo's eyes. For a moment, he was expecting how such a young child would react to his arrival.
There was a moment of silence in the air.
quite a while-
A cry of "Wow" cut through the tranquility of the night.
Lu Shifeng stood where he was, and for the first time the Generalissimo was at a loss when dealing with an infant. Lu Shifeng stretched out his hand, tentatively trying to touch the child's face.
suddenly-
"boom!"
A tea mug fell down from the bed: "Why are you crying? It's so annoying, bad luck, this damn child won't be allowed to sleep?"
The voice full of hostility echoed in the room, and the thunder outside the window was especially suitable for the scene.
Lu Shifeng turned around and squinted his eyes. Those blood-red eyes were covered with a layer of danger. This was the first time that he had murderous intent on a fragile human being.
…
early morning
Jian Luo jumped up from the bed: "Ah, I woke up!"
Normally, Lu Shifeng would have already woken up at this time, but what he didn't expect was that the Marshal had just woken up slowly tonight.
Lu Shifeng opened his eyes, sat up, and remained silent for a while, without speaking.
Jian Luo, who was stretching beside him, was a little surprised when he saw that he didn't make a sound: "What's the matter, didn't you sleep well?"
Lu Shifeng raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Did you sleep well?"
Jane Luo scratched her head: "It's okay."
In fact, it's not too bad, last night was a night of strange things, he not only dreamed about his own childhood, but also dreamed about dragons, and some dragons he had never seen before, and dreamed about a group of little dragons.
But I'm always embarrassed to talk about it in front of the marshal, so Jian Luo simply praised the bed: "This bed is really good, and it has the effect of adding to the fun. I didn't wake up much last night. If it was the same as before , must always have cramps."
Lu Shifeng withdrew his gaze and said softly, "Yes."
Jian Luo felt that there was something wrong with him. After being together for so long, she still had the ability to observe words and emotions, so she asked, "What's the matter? Did you not sleep well last night?"
Lu Shifeng stood up quickly: "Very good."
"..."
Jian Luo sat on the bed and watched the Marshal's movements. He put on a straight but somewhat weird and cold military uniform. He had an unsmiling smile on his handsome face, the corners of his lips were pursed, and he never looked at him from the beginning to the end. It seems that there is some alienation in them.
It's just—weird.
After putting on his clothes, Lu Shifeng glanced at Jian Luo: "I have something to do today, and I will leave Secretary Jin to accompany you."
Jane Luo smiled brightly: "Okay."
"You..." Lu Shifeng looked at Jian Luo's somewhat innocent eyes, and met those dark eyes from last night in a daze, but that child's eyes were always full of sadness, and kept crying, It was as if there were endless grievances and pains.
Inexplicably, Lu Shifeng said, "Will you feel bored? How about I go earlier..."
Jian Luo said bluntly, "No way!"
The word "Come back" was stuck in the throat abruptly by the marshal.
Jian Luo is still desperate: "I have arrangements with the three elves you gave me today, and then there is something about dried fruit that I plan to try today. Don't worry, I won't be bored."
He is such a caring angel!
It will never cause trouble and trouble to people!
Because he is so caring and thoughtful, Mr. Marshal, are you very moved
Lu Shifeng smiled but didn't smile: "Have fun."
Jian Luo originally wanted to wait for two compliments, but he never expected that Lu Shifeng would just let Jian Nan skip it like this. Forget it, maybe he is in a bad mood, and he can't be too fussy with the big boss!
…
In the morning, Jian Luo cooks the meal herself.
It's been a long time since he ate steamed stuffed buns, so he prepared to steam them himself. Fortunately, steamed stuffed buns usually don't need too many ingredients, it's just a waste of time.
For this reason, he specially turned on the live broadcast.
With the beep of the little ball, Jian Luo greeted the audience: "Hi, everyone, I'm Jian Luo, let's make breakfast today."
There is always a group of spectators waiting rain or shine:
"First."
"Catch up."
"Wow, anchor, is your stomach getting bigger?"
After promising the little emperor to broadcast some content every day, Jian Luo would not always shy away from this topic, and would chat with other people about cubs when he was free. It’s been more than ten months, and the morning sickness has improved a lot, mainly because it’s not easy to move, it’s hard to turn over when sleeping, and my legs tend to cramp.”
Regarding his hard work, Jian Luo was never afraid or shy to say anything. He felt that it was completely unnecessary to pretend to be strong, so he just told the truth.
The audience was also very sad:
"The anchor needs to take good care of his body!"
"There must be more than one."
"Ah, hold on, it will be fine when you are born in a few months."
"About how many months will it be born?"
Everyone's enthusiasm was unprecedentedly high, almost as if they had forgotten that Jian Luo still had to make steamed buns, and Jian Luo would not let them really forget, and began to focus back on the chopping board.
Secretary Jin is helping him chop meat.
Not far away, the three elves are preparing to make dried elf fruit stuffing. Think about the fact that they used to be famous dancers in the elf kingdom. No one envies or respects them. The mahjong-playing tool man, the kitchen assistant, has started a fat house life of eating, drinking and having fun. There is no limit to happiness.
Jian Luo first taught kneading dough: "I've told you this many times. When kneading dough, you must pay attention to the amount of water. This dough is very sticky. If you mind, you must wear gloves."
The audience felt the sticky touch again through the hologram:
"I failed the last time I did it."
"It's sticky."
"I have never had anything to do with pasta in my life."
Jian Luo smiled, and started kneading the dough nimbly with his hands and feet, kneading the dough up and down with both hands, very dexterously, and finally there was only the ball of dough left: "Okay, let's cover it up and spread it out .”
The audience is also immersed in this acrobatic performance.
Jian Luo started to make noodle soup to eat with steamed stuffed buns, which would be faster: "The noodles in noodle soup don't need to be too laborious, just knead Jian Nan's, and then cut them into small pieces and put them in the pot .”
There was still boiling water in the pot.
After opening it, there is still a gust of hot air rushing towards the face. Jian Luo likes to put some tomatoes in the face, and then crack an egg. It would be very flattering to sprinkle some chopped green onion on it. Now that the conditions are not enough, the chopped green onion is temporarily omitted.
Viewers were also curious:
"Can the noodles be eaten like this?"
"It's amazing, but it smells so good, hehe."
"Yes, super fragrant!"
Jian Luo cooks at his own pace. He will chat with others while cleaning the table. The content of the chat is relatively routine, but it will make people feel very life-like.
he will say
"The weather is getting colder. Let's have some hot pot at night. If you like to eat any dishes, go to the ingredients warehouse and have a look first."
"It seems that moonlight cakes are 50% off recently, do you want to save some?"
"The parfait I ate this morning seems a bit salty, do you want to make some more next time?"
"I heard it's going to rain today, do you want to wear more clothes?"
Dark Star people lack affection, the society lacks maintenance, and they rarely have family members. People at work usually do business and talk about business, and when they go home, there are only cold robots, and few people whisper in their ears.
A busy life will make people formatted, and at this time, a small chatter in the ear will often have an unexpected result. It will make people feel at ease and watch live broadcasts as a kind of entertainment and pastime.
"Am I the only one who uses his live broadcast room as the background sound?"
"Me too, even if I don't watch the live broadcast when I'm at home, I still have to play it."
"Yeah, it doesn't look so lonely that way."
"I thought it was just me!"
While everyone was chatting, the gnocchi soup was also ready, and it smelled delicious but it was a bit hot and needed to cool down for a while.
Just as the pasta was almost delivered, Jian Luo began to demonstrate how to make buns. In order to improve efficiency, he also called the elves and Secretary Jin together: "It's actually very simple, wrap the stuffing in this skin, and then Wrap it up like this."
His approach is natural and seemingly effortless.
Secretary Jin: "I understand."
She followed suit, but after kneading for a long time, the buns that came out were horrible, not only the mouth was split, but even the dough seemed to be a little stretched.
Jane laughed out loud.
The two elves next to them learned a bit quickly, and they rubbed them quickly. Although none of the elves spoke, their slender hands and melodious voices were all exquisite and beautiful.
"Is it an elf?"
"Wow, it's so beautiful."
"Where are you, anchor!"
Jian Luo didn't reply to them about the elves. When it was his turn to pack the elf fruit, he said: "This is a special product of the elf world. It's very delicious and full of aura. It can also effectively boost your mood."
The elf fruit is sweet and sour before it is steamed and dried, and it is also delicious as a fruit. After taking a bite, Jian Luo said to the camera: "You can try it too."
Many people who opened the hologram were also fed.
Some of the sweet and sour taste is really eye-catching, especially after eating the fruit, you can obviously feel the relaxation of the body, and the fatigue of the whole person is much less, which can be said to be very comfortable.
"This fruit is not bad."
"But the shelf life of elf fruit is very short."
"Yes, it is rarely seen in other stars in the universe, because it is easy to break and it is not easy to store."
Jian Luo wrapped the fruit, and then said: "They have a lot of dried elf fruit. You can taste the dried fruit in a while. If necessary, I will consider putting it on the shelves."
Before negotiating business with the boss, he wanted to use data to convince Nie Yan. This is the same as bidding. He must have enough data support and ability to negotiate a price with others. Otherwise, it would be the same as robbing Not very different.
When the buns were almost ready, he arranged to steam them on the steamer, because it would take some time to steam the buns, so Jian Luo suggested, "Come to play mahjong?"
Secretary Jin: "Yes!"
The three elves had no objections at all, and a group of people gathered at the table and began to shuffle the cards, and soon became immersed in it:
"Who messed up last time?"
"I don't care about the first one anyway."
The four of them sat on the table, and Jane watched the battle by the side, making shots from time to time: "This one, this one, this one, hey, old man."
Playing mahjong so engrossed, I almost forget that there are audiences.
The audience didn't know how to play at first, and even felt a little strange, but after watching a few rounds, the smart people have figured out how to play:
"Mistgrass, I want one too."
"Aren't you a food anchor, why did you become a game anchor?"
"The buns are delicious."
The buns were almost steamed, and there was an aroma wafting out, Jian Luo took out the buns and gave them to Secretary Jin and his team to taste: "Try it, is it delicious?"
Secretary Jin took a bite of the meat buns, the buns were soft in the mouth, the deliciousness of the meat was completely soft with the noodles, it was fragrant and soft after a bite, making people want to take a bite.
The elves can't eat meat, so they eat elf fruit buns.
Jian Luo took a bite out of two of them, and then ate them with pimple soup: "I order pickles at night. My pickled radishes should be ready. They are delicious with soup."
The audience is also eating, bursting into tears:
"tasty."
"This soup is delicious, I want to buy noodles."
“The buns are delicious!”
"This fairy fruit steamed stuffed bun is also delicious, the taste hasn't changed at all, but it's softer and sweeter."
"Hurry up and serve the dried fruit!"
The whole live broadcast went very smoothly. After thinking about it, Jian Luo initiated a vote on his star network page, and roughly counted the list of willing elf fruit. He would only consider this business if there were more people who needed it.
Because he just downloaded it, most people can see his homepage and news. Those who have eaten the fairy fruit buns are very positive, and almost all agree.
In the evening, Jian Luo looked at the data: "There are about five million people who want it."
On the sofa not far away, Lu Shifeng was reading a book.
Jian Luo sighed: "But there are more than 50 million copies. If 5 million people want it, I'm afraid it won't cost enough to transport it once. There will be after-sales in the later stage. Is it true that this dried fruit is nothing? market?"
Seeing him sighing, Lu Shifeng said slowly, "Change your thinking."
"What idea?"
"Effect not achieved."
Jane put a question mark on her head: "What, what?"
Lu Shifeng clicked on the information terminal, he operated the light screen a few times, and then said to Jian Luo, "For example."
After realizing it, Jian Luo also turned on the light screen, clicked on the star network, and saw the latest message: [Lu Shifeng reposted your star blog.]
As a small anchor, Jian Luo has nearly 7.8 million fans. This is because he broadcasts live almost every day and engages in various activities.
And Lu Shifeng, a person who almost never posts blog posts, has more than 95 million fans, and even has a fan club in the universe
Jane was dumbfounded.
Sure enough, the effect of his Weibo post is completely different from that of Marshal. In just a few minutes, the number of likes broke through one million, which can be called the speed of a rocket. At the same time, the style of the comments below Also started to wonder:
"He hasn't tweeted for ten years, and he tweets to advertise to people?"
"Is this his boyfriend, or his wife?"
"It's my wife, she's pregnant with a child."
No one paid attention to this matter at first, but if someone asked, someone would dig to the bottom, and then found that Jian Luo and Lu Shifeng had not received a certificate, and neither of them had even officially acknowledged each other's identities, of course Well, no one underestimated Jian Luo because of this. After all, this human being has made great achievements and gave birth to their global hope.
But everyone is more curious: what is the relationship between these two people
"Aren't they a couple?"
"That's really great, I have a chance too?"
"Really, after Luoluo is born, I can also pursue him?"
"I really like him so much, he can cook and talk a lot, he is my ideal spouse!"