Honkai Biography - Vol 8 Chapter 122

Frostfall is the last solar term in autumn, and it is the transition between autumn and winter.

In some parts of Shenzhou, during the frost season, there are customs such as drinking and admiring chrysanthemums, climbing high and overlooking, and eating persimmons and medicinal meals.

For breakfast, Rita made a dish called “Mother and Son Club”, which is made with pigeons and pigeon eggs as the main ingredients. It is a traditional southern dish.

Pigeon meat can nourish the kidney and replenish qi, remove wind and detoxify, and pigeon eggs have the effect of detoxification and pox.

The meat of pigeons is fresh and fragrant, the taste is mellow, and the eggs are soft and tender, which is rich in nourishment. It is a good nutritional product and should be eaten in autumn and winter.

After drinking the pigeon soup and eating breakfast, Wutong led Yan Yan, who had nothing to do, and went to the back mountain to pick persimmons.

Sakura has been relatively busy recently, and Yingzhong has trained a new person. She often helps with training these days, which is typical of finding things to do when she has nothing to do.

Wutong doesn’t like eating persimmons very much, so he only planted ten persimmon trees in the orchard in the back mountain, but there are not many. Linmei usually makes persimmons that can’t be eaten into persimmon cakes, or gives them away.

The persimmons at this time are already ripe, and many have fallen from the trees or been eaten by nearby birds.

In fact, if it weren’t for the frost today, Wutong would have almost forgotten that he had planted a few persimmon trees, but it couldn’t be ruined, Linmei would remember to pick it.

Persimmons are a relatively unpopular fruit in the Wutong family. In the orchards in the back mountain, people such as pomegranates, grapes, citrus and other fruits have long been picked, and even the tomatoes, cucumbers and other vegetables in the vegetable garden have been picked. Well, no one came to patronize persimmons.

On the persimmon tree, a phoenix tree dressed in gray sportswear is picking fruits; under the tree, a white chiffon dress is finally picking up the fruits dropped by the phoenix tree, and then placing them in sacks and bamboo baskets according to her own preferences. , The two resembled a pair of young and beautiful ordinary people.

In the end, Yan will pick out the good-looking persimmons, put them lightly in the bamboo basket, and plan to eat them when she goes back. The ugly persimmons were thrown into the sack by her.

She was wearing an off-white sun hat and a pair of white high-heeled sandals. In fact, she didn’t like wearing high-heeled shoes. She felt uncomfortable wearing them, and it was inconvenient to walk.

But through daily observation, she found that every time she wore high heels or no shoes and socks, Wutong’s eyes inadvertently looked at her legs significantly more times, which Wutong may not have noticed or knew.

The sky is high and the air is fresh, the morning sun is warm, the autumn wind is strong, mixed with a faint fruity fragrance, the wind swaying the white chiffon veil, gently rubbing the ankle of the “girl”, gently flicking the air. The skirt shone brightly in the sun.

Not long after, the two finished picking persimmons and packed eight sacks and three bamboo baskets.

The phoenix tree jumped down from the tree, his clothes were not stained with dust due to labor, and even the soles of his shoes were clean, but he still patted them habitually.

“Let’s go, go back.” Wutong said.

Holding a big red persimmon in Zhan Yan’s right hand, he stood there without moving, looking a little dumbfounded.

The breeze was blowing slowly, but it couldn’t blow the sun hat on her head.

What she meant seemed to be that she didn’t want to go back and wanted to be alone with Wutong here for a while.

Wutong can naturally understand: “Okay, then stay here for a while.”

The expressionless final Yan nodded lightly, seemingly satisfied, she peeled the persimmon in her hand and handed it to Wutong.

Wutong hesitated for a moment and took the persimmon. He actually didn’t want to eat it. He had eaten two on the tree just now. Not everyone’s appetite is as good as hers.

In the end, I took out a large pink and white sheet from nowhere, opened it and spread it on the grass. After pressing the four corners with stones, I took off my high-heeled sandals, walked up, hugged my legs, and sat down.

Then, she took out a jar of wine and a plate of… Kung Pao Chicken from somewhere, and put it aside.

This jar of wine Wutong looked familiar, as if it was given to him by Ji Lin when he came a while ago.

Wutong glanced at his arsenal, um… as expected, there was a jar of wine missing.

“Have you found any other hobbies besides eating, sleeping, and watching movies?” Wutong took a few bites of the persimmon, took off his shoes, and sat beside Zhan Yan.

Persimmons are a little sweet.

“you.”

“I don’t count, I am a person, and there is a difference between liking and hobby.”

After thinking for a while, Yan finally shook his head.

Wutong took out two ceramic bowls, opened the lid of the wine jar, and said with a smile: “It’s okay, don’t worry, human beings have created many interesting things, in this world, there are more interesting things, please take your time to find them, definitely You can find a lot of things that interest you.

“At the very least, you have taken a few steps in that direction, there is no turning back in life, and it is too late to regret it now.

“I was right at the beginning, right? There’s nothing wrong with being a person.”

Finally, holding a persimmon, he ate it silently, without saying anything.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, stretched out her long white legs, and gently kicked the sycamore tree, as if to express that her mood at the moment was not at all beautiful.

She may be thinking of one of the things that she had been pitted by Wutong.

Wutong has been pitted many times. He may not remember certain things, but he can remember it in the end. She can clearly remember how she was pitted every time, and how Wutong used rhetoric to persuade herself. She can remember every bit of the long time she lived with Wutong.

Wutong once saved her, but she also pitted her. She also hurt Wutong, but she also helped him.

When I think about my life now, I am still quite satisfied with my decisive and brave choice.

Fortunately, Wutong’s talent is not very good, he has no fighting power, and he is more rational. Otherwise, he doesn’t even want to imagine what the situation will turn out to be. The world is cruel to people, but sometimes it is very gentle. On a gentle autumn morning, the two sat in the orchard and chatted for a long time, basking in the sun, blowing the breeze, and eating delicious food.

Until noon, a “superfluous” green-haired beauty ran over and swept away the finale’s interest.

The “green monster” is really not a good person.

“Senior Brother Wutong, it’s not good, the doctor is crazy, go and see.”

Although Klein had a paralyzed face and a very calm tone, Wutong could still see that she was anxious because she was speaking a little faster than usual.

Wutong was also very calm: “Crazy? She has not been normal.”

“No.” Klein waved his hand and said in a flat, calm tone, “The doctor is in a very bad state now, and it looks like he may die at any time.”

“No, if she doesn’t want to die, no one can kill her.”

“…”

Klein didn’t quite understand the meaning of Wutong’s words, but she felt relieved a little. She was silent for a moment, and said, “You better go and have a look. The doctor looks very painful.”

Wutong glanced at the same expressionless end, and didn’t see anything, but presumably she would not be happy.

“Fine.”

He took out his mobile phone and sent a group message, asking Qiyana and the others to come over and bring the persimmon back.

Then put away the phone, put on shoes, and went to the Infinite Laboratory with Klein.

In the end, she followed closely behind Wutong, and she wanted to see what the **** that Mebius was doing.

For a moment,

Before the three people who came to the laboratory could enter the door, they saw a large pool of bright red liquid flowing out from the gap at the bottom of the door.

It doesn’t look like tomato juice, it smells like no flavor.

After the continuous evolution of snakes and snakes, the blood has become very unique~www.mtlnovel.com~ It is not the same as normal people. The color looks brighter, but it does not smell. If you taste it, you will find that there is a little bit of it. Sweet.

But no one tried it, it was poisonous.

Wutong grabbed Klein’s back collar, picked it up, floated in mid-air, crossed the red pool, and opened the door.

In the end, she also chose to float into the house, she didn’t want to get the soles of her shoes dirty.

In the laboratory, the originally smooth white floor was covered with a layer of crimson, and the crimson was still expanding outwards.

Mebius fell in a pool of blood, his body was very twisted, as if he had been twisted into a cute bow.

Her body was jointless, like a soft “rubber man”.

There were no scars on his body, but blood was oozing out constantly.

Mebius’ facial expression was extremely ferocious and terrifying, and even the fangs were exposed, and her body was struggling and twisting involuntarily. “The Yin laughter seemed to be in a good mood.

“What experiment did she do to herself again?” Wutong frowned and asked.

“I didn’t do the experiment. The doctor rested today. She suddenly fell to the ground and became like this.” Klein explained, “There was no warning.”

“You can make the lab like this when you are resting. I really can’t imagine what it looks like when you work at ordinary times.” Although I feel a little distressed, Wutong still has the heart to joke.

“No, the experiments the doctor has done recently are very normal, and he won’t make the laboratory like this.” Klein, who was carried by the back collar, explained solemnly.

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