I have a room in Huangquan

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However, when the company's doorman (the old man at the door) said to pick up his granddaughter after get off work, it suddenly dawned on me.

He said that the biggest regret in his life was not being admitted to college.

But his son now has a small career.

The granddaughter was admitted to the Sixth District, Agricultural University this year.

Although he didn't get into university, seeing that his child inherited his wish and was admitted to Agricultural University, the knot in his heart was relieved.

He said that he just mentioned that he was surprised and moved that he did not expect his child to choose an agricultural university.

Life is destined to have many regrets, but these regrets can be fulfilled in the next generation, which may also be a kind of happiness.

The will is passed on, inheriting the past and ushering in the future.

This in itself is a rare happiness.

Hmm... the little brother is still very enlightened.

This concludes the content of this page.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the diary, stood there thinking for a long time, and finally closed the diary with some insight.

"I hope we can dig out the things smoothly today!"

For Chiwenzhou, he was even more urgent now.

He really wanted to see what was in the depths of Huangquan.

I don't know what my grandfather saw there.

After putting the diary away, Ding Xiaoyi walked out of the room.

The big head was still the first one to approach enthusiastically, with a simple and honest big face, and a taste of sauerkraut and beef on his mouth.

You can tell at a glance that Chen Laogang gave it to eat.

Putting one hand against the big head's approaching face, he turned to Old Chen and said, "Do whatever you want, I'm pretty hungry too."

The voice just fell.

Not waiting for Mr. Chen to agree.

He heard a thick and simple laughter from a distance.

"Ami... That Tuotuo, just in time, it seems that I came at the right time!"

Looking back, Bai Pangpang was standing outside the fence, with a big chubby face and long hanging ears, coupled with his bald head, he was really simple and cute.

"White fat!"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, he liked Bai Pangpang the most, and said to Old Chen, "Then make more."

Old Chen curled his lips with a very unhappy expression.

Clearly still upset about that can of lard.

At this time, Bai Pangpang sent up the door post, and after seeing that Ding Xiaoyi had indeed accepted the door post, he walked in cheerfully.

"Hey, didn't that old guy come together??"

Ding Xiaoyi glanced behind Bai Pangpang, and found that the bad old man hadn't come.

This surprised him a bit. Speaking of which, Chiwenzhou was dug out of the pit he chose.

It was about to be dug out today, but he didn't come.

Bai Pangpang kept looking back and forth at Mr. Chen's stove, and after hearing the question, he smiled and said, "Haha, last time he ran away in a hurry with a pot of food in his arms, and said he would not come back until he finished eating."

"Boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a rattling sound on the stove.

Chen Lao curled his lips: "I knew he must have taken it!"

After finishing speaking, Old Chen spat coldly, and said viciously: "Just steal my lard from him, and I won't have anything to eat next time!"

Then he turned back and started cooking.

After the corner of Bai Pangpang's mouth twitched inadvertently, he turned his head and said to Ding Xiaoyi: "Although he can't come, it's the same when I come. Don't worry, our brothers are easy to talk, and it's the same if you ask me anything!"

As he said that, Bai Pangpang took out a stack of thick Ming money from his arms and handed it to Ding Xiaoyi: "This time I will pick it myself, old rules!"

Looking at the money that Bai Pangpang sent to him, Ding Xiaoyi sighed in his heart.

What a nice guy.

I was worried, so I gave the money to myself.

Seeing this, of course he would not be polite, put away the money, and said to Mr. Chen: "Serve good food, by the way, take out the wine I treasured too!!

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Hearing the delicious food, after these four words, the fat on Bai Pangpang's face trembled with happiness.

Ding Xiaoyi became more and more pleasing to the eye.

But at this time, after he suddenly noticed the dark egg in the corner, he couldn't help frowning: "Hey, why do you still have something?"

"you recognize!"

Ding Xiaoyi saw Bai Pangpang staring at the egg that he didn't know how to deal with, his eyes lit up, and he shouted to Chen Lao: "By the way, do more, pack Pangpang back home!"

"Amituotuo..."

Bai Pangpang was overjoyed immediately, this time he didn't need to steal, he had some to eat and some to take.

So he strode to the front of the egg and weighed it in his hand.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's heart was shocked, he knew the weight of this egg clearly.

Bai Pangpang actually held the egg in his hands so easily, it really is a real person who can't face himself.

"This is the egg of the Flying Beast. In the past, the Flying Beast would lay its eggs in the dark fire under the Yellow Spring.

After the egg is contaminated with the surrounding soil, it will be covered with a layer of ghost crystals, so it looks like an egg.

It is firmly embedded around the quiet fire and it is difficult to be pried.

And the Flying Beast is very protective of its cubs, it won't leave the surroundings until it hatches, so you shouldn't be able to get this thing, right? "

"This... Maybe you don't believe it, but it was given by someone else anyway." Ding Xiaoyi casually perfunctory.

"Oh!"

Bai Pangpang nodded, put the egg on the ground again, sat happily on the chair and waited for the food to be served.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Bai Pangpang didn't say anything more, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Then what?"

Bai Pangpang scratched his head, and said with a blank face: "What then?? It's gone?"

Ding Xiaoyi's face immediately collapsed when he heard this, considering your original expression, why are you fooling me? ?

Turning back to Chen Lao said: "Recently, there is not much leftover food at home, so packing is still..."

"Hey, hey, there is a way, there is a way!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Bai Pangpang quickly grabbed Ding Xiaoyi, and after groping his bare forehead with his hands for a while, he said: "There is a way, but I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

"Hey, Mr. Chen, look, how much food is left, don't worry, it's really impossible to deduct part of the big head's food!"

Big head: "Scared..."

"This Flying Swallowing Beast lays its eggs in the Youhuo because it is too cold under the Yellow Springs, so it wants to use the heat of the Youhuo to hatch. I heard from the old man that you can summon Xuantonghuo. You can use Xuantonghuo to hatch." Let’s bake with the same fire!”

Bai Pangpang looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a serious look, as if saying, you forced me to say this, don't withhold my bag.

Xuan Tonghuo...

Ding Xiaoyi was a little embarrassed.

What level do you have, you don't know yet? ?

Although his psychic energy has greatly increased now, and he drank alcohol for a long time to refine his psychic energy, calling out the Xuantong Fire is no longer as laborious as it was at first.

But the problem is, the process of using Xuantong fire to bake the eggs and hatch the eggs will not be short.

My little psychic power is really mysterious.

Just as the two of them were talking, the aroma of cooking began to waft from Mr. Chen's stove.

After a while, four dishes and one soup were brought to the dinner table by Mr. Chen.

Immediately, the fragrance wafted everywhere, making the corners of Bai Pangpang's mouth flow out.

Four dishes and one soup are all simple home-cooked dishes.

A sweet and sour pork tenderloin, bright red and translucent, sprinkled with a layer of white sesame seeds, the thick soup overflows on the plate, it makes the mouth water and the appetite is greatly increased.

Later, there are roasted pork with potatoes, minced eggplant meat, a pot of egg soup, and a plate of patted cucumbers.

Served with a bowl of fine grained white rice.

Simple, substantial, no complicated workmanship, and no particular way of eating.

But it gives people a heavy sense of happiness.

Perhaps this itself is the charm of home cooking.

Not much nonsense, Ding Xiaoyi was also very hungry, so he started to eat with the bowl and chopsticks.

Bai Pangpang on the side, even more so, fearing that if he was a little slower, the food would be eaten by Ding Xiaoyi.

Looking at the appearance of the two wolfing down.

Mr. Chen cleaned up his stove and looked up at the sky for a while, feeling the loneliness of a master.

Chapter 234: The Spiritual Staff

When the two of them were eating, the tide in Huangquan had already begun to ebb.

This ebb tide is much faster than before.

Taking advantage of the time when the big head moved the machine and started pumping water, the two of them ate all the food on the table in a whirlwind manner.

Then he hurried to the edge of the puddle.

First, take a look at the puddle where the Chiwen boat is located, after the water inside has been pumped clean this time.

The basic outline of the small boat has been clearly exposed in front of the two of them.

After two excavations, basically the last third of the boat was still buried in the mud pit, and it was enough for Meatball to do this project.

"Good, good, well preserved!"

After Bai Pangpang looked at it carefully, he nodded and congratulated Ding Xiaoyi: "The things are well preserved. After all these years, they are still in their original appearance."

Listening to Bai Pangpang's tone, it is obvious that he has had contact with Chiwenzhou and knows him very well.

This made Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help asking about the boat again.

"Can you really reach the limit in this small boat??"

He was probing, directly speaking of the limit, trying to test Bai Pangpang's tone.

"Hey, you still know the place of the limit..."

Bai Pangpang couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard the words, but then he smiled and said: "If you can get there, you can get there, but the time is wrong, and you can't get in."

"The time is wrong!"

The first thought in his mind was the time mentioned by his grandfather in the diary.

Unfortunately, it is not allowed to be written in the diary.

Could it be that only a certain time can enter the limit place?

"Do I have to wait until a certain time?"

He continued to ask patiently, Bai Pangpang seemed to see through his mind at a glance.

He patted him on the shoulder and said: "It takes a specific time. There used to be a lighthouse ahead. When the time came, the lighthouse would light up and point out the way for people. Later, the lighthouse was destroyed. Only a few people know the correct time."

After finishing speaking, Bai Pangpang rubbed his shoulder helplessly: "Don't look at me like that, I really don't know! I never lie again."

Bai Pangpang was straightforward, but made himself a little embarrassed.