My Corpse is Bohemian - Chapter 112

The next day, when An Buchen came back, Jian Ningxuan was still sleeping. He couldn’t sleep well last night because of that oil pan hell, which was so pitiful. An Bu made a deep review, and will never feed the cat owner any cat food that is not suitable for him in the future.

She prepared breakfast and kept it warm in the kitchen. Anbu did her handicrafts while studying veterinary medicine. This was her third time studying veterinary medicine. Over the years, she has learned a lot and forgotten a lot. If she can keep 30%, she is considered a success.

The best thing she has learned is language, because listening to reading and writing every day has almost become an instinct. She needs to adapt to a variety of circumstances to ensure that she can live a normal life no matter what country she is in. But what she likes most is that she was born in country Z, so most of the nationalities of the new identity are also country Z, but the city is different.

“Bibu, early.” Jian Ningxuan walked out of the room, wearing a loose house suit, with slightly raised hair, which made him look a little less cold and a little more lazy.

“Morning.” An Bu asked, “Does your stomach still hurt?”

“It’s all right.” Jian Ningxuan walked into the kitchen, brought out his breakfast, sat on the sofa beside An Bu, and ate quietly.

“Look, how is it?” An Bu showed him what he had just woven.

Jian Ningxuan glanced sideways: “What is this?”

“Little rope hat.” An Bu opened the hat. It was square, with a hair ball hanging on each side.

Jian Ningxuan: “…green?”

“What? Green? I chose the blue rope.” An Bu stared at the green hat in his hand for a while, then calmed down again, “Forget it, I wear it anyway, not you.”

Jian Ningxuan: Do you think you will be happy if you wear me?

“I’ll dress it up.” An Bu used rags to tie flowers, branches and butterflies, and pinned them on his hat, which looked like a flowery hill.

Jian Ningxuan: You should still wear a cuckold…

“This is tonight’s live broadcast prop, isn’t it beautiful?” An Bu put a hat on his head, wearing flowers and plants, and looked smug in the mirror.

Jian Ningxuan silently looked away and concentrated on his breakfast.

An Bu didn’t care either, put his hat away, and said, “Mr. Jian, I’m going to go out to work.”

When Jian Ningxuan heard the words, she immediately increased her vigilance.

“Aren’t you doing a live broadcast? I think it’s a good job.”

“I don’t like staying at home all the time.” An Bu said vigorously, “Life lies in sports, youth requires vitality, and beauty lies in health.”

“…Where do you want to find a job, what type of job do you want?” Jian Ningxuan couldn’t tell her, and was unwilling to restrain her, but let her out and worried that something would happen to her.

An Bu was silent for a while, then said, “I want to be a hospice nurse.”

Jian Ningxuan looked at her in surprise, not understanding why she chose this. Hospice caregivers mainly serve the dying elderly and cancer patients who are running out of time. They not only provide medical care to the dying, counsel their mental health, but also assist in the care of their dead bodies. It can be said that this is a very heavy job.

Before waiting for Jian Ningxuan to express his opinion, An Bu added: “This job is mainly for dying people with less than 6 months of life. If I can’t do it, I can change jobs at any time.”

In order to maintain his corpse, Anbu has very rich knowledge in nutrition, health and medical pharmacology. Although he cannot become a full-time doctor, he is more than enough to be a hospice nurse.

There are two main reasons for choosing this job. One is that as long as she finds a way to prolong the lifespan of a dying person, she will be able to obtain the corresponding anger value; With this lifeless change, caring for the dying is obviously the most appropriate way.

Jian Ningxuan was heavy for a moment, but in the end there was no objection. This job does not need to go out often, and the safety is relatively high. Although it is a bit tiring, with Anbu’s heart and diligence, it is completely competent.

Anbu sorted out his personal information and applied for a semi-public hospice nurse online. His salary was only one-third of that of a professional nurse, but his schedule was relatively free.

Country Z does not pay special attention to the field of hospice care, and most of the people who are willing to hire hospice nurses are wealthy people. This kind of occupation has very high wages, but there are very few full-time people, because the psychological burden on themselves is too great. Funeral workers only need to deal with the aftermath of the deceased, while hospice caregivers accompany the dying through the process from birth to death.

An Bu is estimated to be the most suitable person for this job in the world, between yin and yang, walking between life and death, unmoved by external objects, and watching other people’s lives with a cold eye.

Because of this incident, Jian Ningxuan was in a bad mood. I only ate two bowls of rice for lunch, and it didn’t shine well.

In the evening, when he saw An Bu, who had put on makeup and was about to start the live broadcast, his stern expression immediately cracked.

An Bu wears a straw hat and a colorful spotted outfit. The sleeves and trouser legs are lantern-shaped. A huge blue frog is drawn in the middle of his face. She has drawn a plump caterpillar on his left eyebrow. It looks like an ecosystem full of poisons.

Mr. Jian’s vision was again inhumanely impacted.

When Anbu logged into the live broadcast room, many fans immediately followed.

The moment they saw that makeup, everyone felt the malice from nature.

[I go, what the **** is this! ! ! 】

[It’s so cruel, I must wear sunglasses when watching the anchor’s live broadcast in the future! 】

[Has the anchors practiced to the point where they can form their own ecosystem? 】

[Hahahaha, I like this kind of anchor who walks the world with poison. 】

An Bu: “Hello everyone, I’m An old corpse, and you are welcome to watch my live broadcast.”

【what? I didn’t change my name this time, do you plan to use this name in the future? 】

[It seems that the anchor has found his own style and is determined to be a corpse that contributes to the cause of dark cooking. 】

Anbu: “Today’s dish is a Chinese dessert with all the colors and flavors.”

[I have reservations about “full color and fragrance”. 】

【Ibid. 】

Anbu put the glutinous rice flour, tapioca flour, clear noodles, sugar, milk and water into a container, stir evenly into a paste, and then put it in a steamer to steam for 20 minutes. During the process, it needs to be stirred frequently until it becomes transparent. After cooling, refrigerate for a while, then take it out, cut it into small pieces, pinch it into a circle, and wrap the seven colors of yellow, green, red, white, blue, orange, and black fillings in the pot into different fillings. In the glutinous rice cake.

[Wait the anchor, what kind of stuffing did you pack? 】

Anbu pointed out one by one: “Bitter gourd juice mashed potatoes (yellow), kiwi peanut butter (green), bell pepper spicy sauce (red), lychee walnut sauce (white), blue rose lemon juice sauce (blue), mustard caviar ( orange), coffee tahini (dark).”

[…What kind of stuffing are these? ! ! ! 】

[Anchor, is it really good for you to be so anti-human! 】

【You don’t need to eat to know how sour and refreshing it is…】

[Have the traditional bean paste stuffing been eaten by the anchor? ? ? 】

An Bu ignored them and continued the movements in his hands. She stretched the stuffed glutinous rice cake, pinched tentacle-like protrusions on it, and then painted a striped pattern with edible paint. After finishing, what appeared in the camera was a color Colorful caterpillars.

Then I started to pinch the second, third, fourth… A total of seven were pinched, each of which had different appearance and features, and was very realistic. In the end, An Bu also carved a flower and two leaves out of the fruit, and placed them among the caterpillars to complement each other.

[Anchor, please keep my knees, I swivel 360 degrees and kneel down. 】

[Sure enough, it is “full of color and flavor”, whether it is to watch or eat, it takes a lot of courage. 】

[I am most afraid of caterpillars, anchor, you have successfully evoked the shadow of my childhood! 】

[I actually want to eat a little. 】

[The taste is really heavy upstairs. 】

An Bu: “The caterpillar glutinous rice cake is ready. This snack is specially prepared for my boyfriend.”

Jian Ningxuan: “…”

[Poor boyfriend, it turns out that you are the caterpillar in the anchor’s heart. 】

[The way the anchor expresses love is really refreshing and refined. 】

[Hahaha, I want to know the psychological shadow area of ​​my boyfriend at the moment. 】

[Desserts made by girlfriends, you have to kneel down and eat them when you cry bitterly! 】

An Bu: “In order to ensure his health, I will take him to the hospital for examination tomorrow, so there will be no live broadcast tomorrow.”

[Aw, No, anchor, your boyfriend has no “stomach” and doesn’t need to be checked at all. 】

[Yes, under the loving care of the anchor, he can definitely live until the world perishes. 】

[I beg the anchor to continue the live broadcast, I also want to watch the anchor’s fancy hot eyes! 】

“Everyone, I’m going to enjoy glutinous rice cakes with my boyfriend, see you next time.”

An Bu exited the live broadcast room neatly and came to Jian Ningxuan with a tray in hand.

Jian Ningxuan looked at the plate of caterpillars in front of her and felt a throbbing pain in her stomach.

An Bu smiled and said, “A caterpillar for a kiss, would you like it?”

Jian Ningxuan immediately picked up the chopsticks, picked up a caterpillar and put it in his mouth, ready to be poisoned. Who would have guessed that when he took a bite, the filling would be silky, fragrant and delicious.

He looked at An Bu strangely.

An Bu explained: “The stuffing of these glutinous rice cakes is not the one in the live broadcast. Every flavor is carefully prepared according to your taste, how about it?” She didn’t want to poison the cat’s stomach any more.

In fact, don’t ask, the light on the cat master has already explained everything, and Anbu also shared the sweet taste.

After eating a caterpillar, Jian Ningxuan looked at An Bu silently: “Okay, a caterpillar for a kiss.

An Bu stretched out on the sofa and said lazily, “I made you a delicious snack, didn’t you send me a kiss?”

Jian Ningxuan’s eyes were shining brightly, and she lowered her head and kissed her gently on the forehead.

I love you, step by step.