Cartoonist's Dream

When reading the 13th diary, Li Mu was so shocked that his heart almost stopped beating.In it, I wrote a series of fantasy theaters that included death, and it almost required Conan's level to solve its puzzles.The protagonists are all women who are warned by her, as if a god of death resides in her body, raising a big knife and slowly swinging at them.

—Fortunately, it was only her fantasy...

Drugs, ecstasy and hypnotism, as long as she masters one of them, it is enough to bring people back to life.

As the saying goes: Hooligans should not be feared, just be afraid of hooligans who are educated - uneducated hooligans go straight, see their tricks, and the law can punish them; , They are sanctimonious and can't grasp their roots.

I met a person who was thinking about himself all day, a little unstable, and a little bit high in IQ. [

——It’s really hard to guard against...

At noon, Muzi's family prepared a sumptuous lunch.

"Li Mu, go back after dinner."

After Wujun Meiji greeted them, she led Limu and Yisha to the dining room, but the two had no choice but to sit at the dining table and wait for the food to be served.

——Has Muzi had lunch yet?

——Speaking of which, why didn't she invite Muzi to come back for dinner?You'll be hungry outside.

—Will there be cameras and monitors installed in her room?Was it discovered that I peeked at the diary just now?

Both worried about her and afraid of her, probably this kind of entangled mood.Li Mu lowered his head and thought about some useless things, the bright floor under his feet was exactly the same as Muzi's room, presumably it was not the same batch of wood as the living room.

Just as Riki turned his attention to the floor beneath his feet.

Maybe because he asked about the sweet smell of honey pork ribs, Muzi's father walked into the dining room on time.The space in the dining room is much more spacious than it looks in the living room.What I saw was wide at first, but it felt very long after entering. It is estimated to be 15 square meters in size, which should be the effect of the owner's second widening.

The male owner of this family had just entered the dining room and saw the elementary school students sitting in front of the dining table, so he immediately asked Muzi's mother:

"Meiji, could he be—?"

"Yes, he is Limu."

Muzi's mother smiled and nodded.But what ushered in was a reprimand.

"You don't need to nod your head when you speak in front of others, and don't use honorifics like 'you you you'. Why can't you change it after almost 20 years?"

——Looks like a pretty serious person...

Li Mu and the old man glanced at each other.He is tall and tall, and belongs to the type of grandfather Li Zhiyou who will not hunch back when he gets old, and his figure does not shrink like most old people.His complexion is dark and yellow, and there are two indelible wrinkles and three bulges between his brows. People who don't frown and think all the time can't practice such wrinkles.

—— With a tall and straight figure and a head of dyed black hair, I am afraid that people who don't know may think that he is an upright man, so he looks like Muzi's mother's grade.

Exchanged glances with the old man, Li Mu did not forget to rescue Muzi's mother. [

"Well, Mr. Mei, your wife didn't use honorifics when she spoke to me just now."

"It's a fact that she nodded and bowed and couldn't change it."

Muzi's father seems to be born with a sad face, which can also be said to be a combination of a bitter melon face and a horse face.After he complained, he looked at Li Mu thoughtfully.

“问你个问题：2001的立方减2乘2001的平方减1999除2001的立方加2001的平方减2002等于几？”

Questions that swept quickly like a cold wave.

Others may have to stay in a daze for a while, even if they react, they have to think hard.But the dumb hair on the top of Limu's head shook left and right, and blurted out the moment he finished asking

"2002/1999."

"Sure enough, it's easier to talk this way."

Mr. Mei said without the slightest surprise.At this time, Li Mu made the reaction that ordinary people should have.

"Easy to talk?"

"Our family has no experience in talking to children, so we don't know how to deal with children. It's easier to say that your way of thinking is the same as Muzi."

"Ah, that, Mr. Mei, computing power and conversational power are two different things, right?"

"It's the same thing, and two examples are before my eyes."

"You're overgeneralizing."

High calculation ability and mature thinking are two different things, and it has nothing to do with conversation ability.After a few words, I thought that Mr. Mei was easy to talk... Suddenly, the father's face turned very bad.

"Tell you, Chinese people straighten their backs, don't grow old with you."

This is the humility and courtesy I learned when I was a store manager...

Li Mu, who was suddenly frightened by him, was a little unconvinced.So what if you nod your head and bow your head, as long as you can make others feel happy, won't you be happy when others are happy.

This old man is asking for trouble...

"My waist has been bent a long time ago. Since you hate it, it doesn't matter if I change my name to 'you'."

Li Mu suppressed the resentment in his heart.Mei Jilan wanted to pay attention to the change in his mentality, and her eyes pierced into his eyes

"Waist, if you bend it, straighten it up!" [

……

Before dinner, Li Mu felt that he couldn't get along with the old man.Fortunately, Meiji quickly prepared the food, and used the food to mediate the ideological conflict between the two in a short time.

Conflicts are especially likely to break out when people are hungry and when they are awake.This is an anxiety that originates from the creature itself, the former is misled by the threat of life due to hunger, and the latter is the anxiety caused by returning to reality from a calm and comfortable state.

If Mr. Mei lay down in the study just now, it is better not to talk to him when he is hungry and awake at the same time.

"Aunt Meiji, your cooking skills are really good."

Li Mu changed the conversation partner and put the food into his mouth.

The taste of stewed beef tripe with mushrooms made by Muzi's mother immediately spread in the mouth.As the saying goes, a woman inherits her mother's career. Thinking about it this way, maybe Muzi also learned a few skills from her mother.

"Really? Is it really delicious, how much delicious?"

"It's a little bit better than my mother's. Sorry, I didn't mean to belittle, my mother is now a full-time housewife, and she has a lot of time to study various dishes for three meals a day."

"Well, from what you said, it would be great if we could meet each other today... Since you think it's delicious, you can eat more."

"Of course, of course I won't miss such a good craftsmanship." While talking, he had unceremoniously picked up the smooth and juicy mushroom tripe, and said before stuffing it into his mouth: "As for Muzi, about Muzi My mother didn’t know much about it, she only said that she was a friend who often took exams together.”

In fact, very few people have come into contact with Muzi. Liangzi and the others only heard about her at first, and it was only after they came to Nanhua that they had a subjective impression of her for the first time... Of course, Li Mu also revealed something to his wife Lu Hui, so it was right in advance. Ring the alarm bell, lest you hear any rumors in the future that will overwhelm both parties.

Not to mention these, the meals Muzi's mother cooks are indeed delicious. Although they are only family dishes made in the kitchen, they made a lot of them in front of the guests today.There are two dishes of Japanese dishes using wasabi, and more stews and stir-fries with Chinese flavors, which will not confuse the tastes if you eat them differently.

The most attractive of all dishes is a drunken duck.This drunken duck has a taste of rice wine. It is soaked in sauce beforehand, and the whole duck is smeared with honey and then boiled in a pot.

Li Mu used chopsticks to tear the skin of the duck. With a little force, the duck made a "sizzling" sound, and a strong fragrance came out, and fat gravy overflowed from the cracked duck skin.

This craft is a fortress!

After eating the meat, he also had an urge to add chopsticks.

"Mmm, it's delicious!"

Hearing Limu's praise, Muzi's mother showed a happy smile.But the father with a sad expression raised his face and frowned deeper, which made the atmosphere of the whole table sink.

"Mei Ji, what did you do?" Mei Ji Lan suddenly challenged.

"It's made of wood..." My lord Meiji answered truthfully.

Li Mu originally wanted to prevent the atmosphere from sinking, but after hearing what Muzi's mother said, he immediately sank along with the atmosphere.

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