Pain relief? trauma? Remove scar? Why so much.

Cen Luo took out all the medicines in the medicine box and looked at them, and found that most of them were medicines of different brands with similar effects.

Was she so careful before? So many medicines in one box?

Cen Luo picked out a nicely packaged scald ointment, opened the lid, and smeared on the spot on his hand that was scalded by the oil.

As soon as I finished smearing it on my hands, I suddenly reacted.

Although it was true that these were hers, Jian Mu returned them to her at this time.

In addition to the diary, there is a timely burn cream.

Cen Luo sighed, and used it all, and besides, these are her own things, what's the matter with them.

No longer tangled, put away the medicine box.

Just at this moment, the phone vibrated, and it was Zhao Zhao who replied.

【What do you think of my sister? 】

Cen Luo looked at the words on the screen, and suddenly realized that Zhao Zhao seemed to type a lot every time he chatted with her.

For example, if she can reply with two words, she will expand the sentence and describe it completely, as if she is afraid that she will not understand, and she also likes to call her sister.

Could it be that Zhao Zhao really regarded her as his own sister?

[I have no idea, I can definitely do it. 】

The words were unclear, but Zhao Zhao still replied to her sister, cheer up, and sent her an emoji with cheers.

Cen Luo glanced at it, and the animated expression turned out to be Zhao Zhao.

Pretty cute.

Thinking about it, I haven't seen Zhao Zhao for several days.

Cen Luo glanced at the messy kitchen and made up his mind to cook a decent meal for Zhao Zhao.

It's not a waste of Zhao Zhao's encouragement to her.

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The next day, Cen Luo was awakened by the doorbell.

Looking at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning, scratching his head and still a little awake.

Last night, adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, she tasted all the dishes she made.

The result was a stomach upset in the middle of the night.

At first she thought it was because there was something wrong with the dish she was cooking, but later found out that it was because there were too many peppers in the dish.

Since he was discharged from the hospital, Cen Luo has always remembered the doctor's reminder: eat lightly for the next period of time.

She also took it to heart.

Now that more than ten days have passed, Cen Luo thought that he could almost eat spicy food, so he added a lot.

In Cen Luo's opinion, it's not too much, just her usual spiciness.

After Xiaoxi passed away, Cen Luo would add spicy food intentionally or unintentionally, just like when he and Cen Xi had dinner together before.

But the difference is that before, Cen Xi deliberately added it to her bowl, but now she takes the initiative to add it.

Maybe it was because he was woken up in a bad mood, or maybe because he thought of Cen Xi, Cen Luo felt depressed for a while.

Although in her cognition, she had just returned to Yuncheng from Miancheng, but inexplicably, Cen Luo had a feeling that she hadn't seen Xiaoxi for a long, long time.

Is it because work is too busy? So you haven't been back to Cotton City for a long time?

Anyway, there is still more than a month of vacation, it is better to go back to Miancheng to live with my grandma and Xiaoxi.

Cen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, found a piece of clothes to change, and then went out of the room.

The doorbell rang twice and then stopped.

Cen Luo took a brief shower, then walked to the entrance and glanced outside the door through the cat's eyes.

I saw two people in blue overalls standing outside the door, chatting with Zhang Ming.

Cen Luo guessed that it was the doorbell they rang, and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, one of the men in overalls heard the sound, stopped chatting and looked back at Zen Luo:

"Hello, we are from the property management company. We are here to check the circuit safety for everyone."

As he spoke, the man took out his work permit and showed it to Cen Luo.

Cen Luo took a careful look, and then moved out of the way: "Oh, okay, trouble."

With hindsight, Cen Luo guessed that these people were not called by the security uncle yesterday, right?

The door was wide open, and Cen Luo stood at the door and watched the two check the circuit.

Zhang Ming stood next to Cen Luo and started chatting with her about family affairs.

While listening to some reconciliation sentences, Cen Luo kept his eyes on the two property managers.

Seeing them walking to the kitchen, the two looked around, and then their eyes stopped on the range hood.

"Your range hood seems to be blocked, do you need us to help you clear it?"

One of the property managers asked.

At this moment, Cen Luo remembered the security guard's words yesterday, and almost forgot about it.

So Cen Luo responded and thanked him.

"The property management of this apartment is quite responsible. Those who should be responsible should not be responsible. As long as they see it, they will help." Zhang Ming said.

Cen Luo looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

"How often does the property come to you?" Cen Luo asked Zhang Ming.

"Usually once a month, this time it was earlier, less than half a month." Zhang Ming replied.

Cen Luo did not speak.

After a while, the two checked out.

Before leaving, Cen Luo pretended to be curious and asked them, "Is it a half-month inspection now? Thank you for your hard work."

One of them lifted the bag containing the contents from the ground and replied, "Isn't it the call you made?"

In the end, they also acted according to the order, only knowing that someone in this building called and said they needed help, and they came.

Zhang Ming was as stunned as she was, and she definitely wouldn't have beaten him.

"Isn't it your call? Can you help me repair it if the range hood is broken? Generally, unless there is a problem with the wiring, we don't care about it, but when it comes, we can't just ignore it." Another person suddenly said.

Cen Luo shook his head and said he didn't know.

Although she listened to the security guard at the time, she accidentally forgot about it later.

But with a simple guess, Cen Luo seems to have the answer.

"Little Jane went to work at five in the morning. Do you know what she does?"

Zhang Ming asked Cen Luo curiously when he saw Cen Luo look next door.

"How do I know, I'm going back to cook, Auntie Zhang bye."

After speaking, Cen Luo went back to the room and closed the door.

She took out her chef's quick diary, flipped through and picked a page of breakfast recipe records to start learning.

What she is going to learn today is a simple preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

In the diary, he recorded the ratio clearly in his own way. Compared with the description of how many grams and how many milliliters, Cen Luo still prefers the description of his spoon, spoon, glass and cup.

After all, it's best to use your own stuff.

At least what is made can be eaten.

It's also a big improvement.

Cen Luo sat at the dining table, looking at the diary while drinking porridge.

Most of them are recipes, occasionally mixed with a few simple comments.

I don't know if it's because she doesn't want to write about Jian Mu's bad aspects, but Jian Mu in the diary has never once belittled her cooking skills.

The evaluations given to her are almost always the word "very good".

Cen Luo was a little puzzled, was it because the dishes she cooked at the beginning were delicious?

But in an instant, Cen Luo remembered yesterday's meal and retracted this idea.

Really unlikely.

The boiled porridge is not particularly delicious, but at least it can be swallowed.

After flipping through a few more pages, Cen Luo's eyes suddenly froze.

【2020.12.6

Made Potato Stew Pork Ribs today! I can finally control the amount of salt, and the taste is particularly delicious and happy. ps: The range hood at home was broken today, so I casually mentioned to Jian Mu. I didn’t receive her reply, but I thought she didn’t see the message. I didn’t expect that when Jian Mu came home, she brought a repairman back! ! I am happier today! 】

Jian Mu is really strange.

It's not that good, but it doesn't seem to be as bad as Xiaoran said.

Seeing this, Cen Luo couldn't talk about her emotions, because she couldn't understand Jian Mu.

Of course, I didn't want to understand her thoughts either.

Cen Luo put away the diary and put it aside.

Some doubts, did you like to record your life so much before?

All I have found so far are photos and diaries, but I don't know if there are other things.

In fact, Cen Luo has always felt that his life has no purpose. He is cheerful on the face, but in reality, he is at a loss, and sometimes even wonders what he is doing.

Her only thought is to be able to fulfill Xiaoxi's dream.

I don't know if it's been done after so many years.

In junior high school, it was also thanks to Qin Ran who pulled her back on the right track, otherwise she wouldn't know where to pick up the trash now.

Cen Luo booked a ticket back to Cotton City on the 4th.

I plan to invite Zhao Zhao to go back to Miancheng the next day to live for a while.

After breakfast, Cen Luo looked at the schedule, and most of the dinner time during this period was spent with Xu Yanyan.

Although they only had an appointment for a week before, Xu Yanyan would send her a message at noon for a few days and ask her if she would like to have dinner together.

When something happened to her, Xu Yanyan would also express her understanding, and said that she would make an appointment tomorrow.

Polite and attentive.

Day after day, Xu Yanyan seemed to be contracted by her every afternoon.

Thinking of this, Cen Luo was a little bit happy.

However, the relationship between the two did not seem to have progressed much.

We have dinner together every day, and occasionally Xu Yanyan will say something that makes her very emotional, but she didn't mention whether to be together or not.

What seems to be waiting for?

Are you waiting for her to speak first?

Maybe it was because of high school, so Sister Xu was waiting for her to speak first?

It is also understandable, after all, it was my sudden change of mind.

When she was with Xu Yanyan, Cen Luo felt very comfortable, maybe this was the plain happiness she yearned for.

Cen Luo tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and then suddenly remembered that he had just bought a ticket back to Cotton City.

If this is agreed, the two of them will not see each other during this time. If they do not agree, she will probably not be happy when she returns to Miancheng.

It's a little overthinking, but it's not completely unreasonable.

So Cen Luo accepted Xu Yanyan's heart.

In the evening, Cen Luo walked back from the park and found that the door next door was open.

There are a lot of cardboard boxes piled up by the door.

Like for moving house.

Jane Mu is moving? Cen Luo subconsciously thought of this answer and applauded in his heart.

Jian Mu came out of the room with another cardboard box in her hand.

Seeing Cen Luo standing in front of her door, he asked aloud, "Have you eaten yet?"

Cen Luo found that Jian Mu's words and actions had changed a lot recently, and she was nothing like the person she saw when she first woke up.

It is also very different from the indifferent look in Xiaoran's mouth.

Cen Luo turned the key in his hand, hummed, and then prepared to leave.

As a result, his eyes were suddenly attracted to a plastic cardboard box with a rag doll in it. Cen Luo was very familiar.

It was her doll when she was a child.

"Is that mine?"

Cen Luo spoke up.

Why is she so sure, because she and Cen Xi have fought for the doll too many times, and there are many "wounds" on her body.

"Well, these are all yours." Jian Mu nodded and pointed to the piles of paper boxes in front of her.

"What are you going to do?" Cen Luo glanced at the trolley beside him. If he planned to give it to her, he shouldn't need a trolley, right?

Just say no to her.

"Come downstairs and send it to you." Jian Mu replied seriously.

Cen Luo: "..."

She suddenly understood why Jian Mu asked her about the courier station downstairs yesterday.

Cen Luo seemed to be annoyed with laughter: "You are amazing."

It's been so many days since I moved in, so I won't give it to her.

Jian Mu looked at her, her eyes seemed to say: Isn't this what you asked for?

Cen Luo was speechless, but suddenly thought that he hadn't asked her for what she wanted before yesterday.

Jian Mu doesn't seem to be obliged to send it to her.

"No need to send it, I'll move it myself." After a while, Cen Luo said.

"Need help?" Jian Mu asked.

"unnecessary."

But a few cardboard boxes are heavy.

After being rejected by Cen Luo, Jian Mu took a step back and lowered her head slightly, looking a little lost.

Cen Luo glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. Before carrying it, he opened the carton and checked it.

There are quite a lot of cartons, occupying half of the aisle.

Originally thought the carton was not heavy, but I didn't expect that many of the documents contained in it were quite heavy.

Cen Luo moved several times, but Jian Mu had been standing there for a while.

Cen Luo couldn't hold back, and reminded her in a bad tone, "Don't get in my way."

"Oh," Jian Mu took two steps to the side, and then asked again, "Is it not good for me to do this?"

Is not this nonsensical? It's no wonder that it's good to stand in the way of others, Cen Luo is speechless.

Jian Mu pursed her lips, looking for a reason to take the initiative to approach, to take the initiative to take the initiative, Jian Mu cheered herself up, and then looked up at Cen Luo.

"Then I should do something to apologize," Jian Mu said, looking around, holding two large paper boxes, showing a pair of eyes from the top of the boxes, and said to Cen Luo, "I'm very strong, I'll help you move ."

Then, without waiting for Cen Luo to refuse, he moved to her house.

Cen Luo: "..."

Jian Mu, is she possessed by something?

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