All-Rounded Strategy Game

The last time Jiang's father mentioned "rebirth parents", Xuan Qing felt that his generation had been raised by a generation, which would be regarded as Jiang Nuomi's "grandfather" by Jiang Li, and it gave him the feeling of being a teacher since he was a child. But Jiang Nuomi gave him a very cooperative call.

Looking at the two faces looking at her face together, the blue veins on Xuanqing's forehead slightly jumped: "...Don't bark."

Jiang Li caught the subtle changes in his eyes, leaned forward, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with you, little master? Don't you like Jiang Nuomi calling you grandpa?"

He leaned closer, and the nose of his words was about to fan the tip of Xuanqing's nose. Xuanqing felt that his heartbeat was a sign of some change, so he stretched out his hand and pushed his face away in time: "Don't get so close."

Jiang Li felt that he was speaking faster than before. He smiled low at his sensitive reaction and stopped teasing him. He lowered his head and began to help Jiang Nuomi take a bath.

The **** glutinous rice is small in month and a bit thin. I don’t know if it was not well fed when I was with the hawker before. After the hair was wet, it looked like a little chicken and was only a little bit older. Poorly grabbing Jiang Li's hand with the front two claws, fearing that he would put himself in the water.

"Jiang Nuomi is still afraid of water," the system said.

"Yes." Jiang Li vomited, "Usually it looks horizontal, and when he sees the water, he will be horrified."

Xuan Qing noticed Jiang Nuomi's thin body, her eyebrows gathered, and her tone was a bit dissatisfied: "Why is it so small?"

Jiang Li also noticed it, and while gently bathing Jiang Nuomi, he said: "Probably to save food, just feed it half full."

Jiang Nuomi gave a low cry and licked Jiang Li's wrist.

Seeing this, Xuanqing said, "It likes you very much."

He used a declarative sentence, Jiang Li heard the words, and the action in his hand paused, then raised his head and smiled at him: "The same is true for you."

No matter which world he is in, Jiang Nuomi treats them both in different ways, but his feelings are the same.

After taking a shower for the little guy, Jiang Li wrapped it in a clean cotton cloth, wiped the drops of water on his hair, and then held him by the small stove to help him comb the hair on his body. Let it dry faster.

After Xuan Qing poured out the water in the tub, she cleaned her hands and returned to the living room.

Jiang's house is far away from the bazaar. After nightfall, it is not as lively as the bazaar. Except for the faint sound from the bazaar, there are only a few intermittent cricket noises. It is not noisy, but it is more pleasant to listen to.

In the living room, Jiang Li was sitting around the stove, with a white hair ball lying on his legs, and the dim light from the oil lamp printed on his side face, setting off the slight smile on his lips extremely softly.

There was a sense of calmness in this picture, which caused Xuanqing to stop at the threshold of entry, and his eyes fell on him. There was a vague awareness of this situation in his mind, as if he had seen it when.

He stopped and thought for a while, but if he couldn't remember it, he walked in, sat down beside Jiang Li, looked down at the Jiang Nuomi on his lap, and found that the little guy was almost asleep by his touch.

"Do you need a place to sleep for it?" Xuan Qing asked.

"No." Jiang Li gently touched Jiang Nuomi, and said casually, "It just sleeps with me."

"Sleep with you?"

Hearing his words, Jiang Li was a little surprised, stopped his hands, and looked up at him: "Is there anything weird? If you want to sleep together, I can do it."

"..."

Xuan Qing couldn't help thinking about the two people lying on the same bed. Jiang Li likes to move his hands and feet so much. If he sleeps together, he might still hold himself...

Thinking of this, Xuanqing's ears were a little hot, and she moved her body unnaturally, and uttered two words: "No need."

Jiang Li gave a "tsk" and looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "You are quite disgusted, right? I tell you, my bed is not for anyone to sleep in. You can't fall in love with the bed now. You can't climb the bed high enough."

Xuanqing: "..."

Xuan Qing thought for a while, but couldn't think of how he would go to Gao Pan Jiang to leave the bed. Since he can remember, he hasn't been in bed with anyone, so he simply shook his head: "Impossible."

Jiang Li didn't pay attention to what he said. The reason why the little bald donkey said so firmly was only because he didn't understand love, and he didn't know that it was the best thing in the world.

Nowadays, the favorability level has reached 58%. As long as you think about it a little bit, you can immediately light up the "Elementary Like" achievement. In time, the little monk is afraid that he will swallow what he has said.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen was very happy, and he gave Xuan Qing a deep look, seeing him inexplicably.

"Why look at me like this?" Xuan Qing asked puzzledly, "but there is something on my face?"

"That's not true." Jiang Li said, "I just think you look good, so just take a look at it. Little master doesn't care."

Xuan Qing: "..." I always feel something is wrong.

The two sat by the fire, chatting one after another. After Jiang Nuomi's hair had dried, Xuan Qing got up and left.

He walked to the door and stopped again. Looking back, he saw that Jiang Li did not enter the house, but stood there, watching him leave. Seeing him turning back, he smiled at him again and said, "Good night, Xiao master."

Xuan Qing looked at him and asked, "What does good night mean?"

"It's the dialect of a place." In the previous world, Xiao Qiheng also asked the same question, and Jiang Li explained it familiarly, "It means I hope you have a good night's sleep and have a good dream."

—I hope you sleep well and have a good dream.

Xuan Qing was startled slightly and looked at him steadily.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Li asked.

Xuan Qing returned to his senses and shook her head, somewhat puzzled: "I always feel that this sentence seems familiar."

He also seemed familiar with this sentence. Lu Jinghe once said that Jiang Li was no longer surprised with the experience before, and he did not rush to explain it to him. He just said: "Where did the little master hear it?" It’s just a very common dialect, not surprising."

"Maybe." Xuan Qing couldn't remember where he had heard it before, nodded and answered him with "good night" before stepping out of the threshold and slowly out of the yard.

Jiang Li watched his back walk out of the yard, and then returned to the house holding Jiang Nuomi.

The next day, Jiang Li started to renovate the inn. After he was determined to renovate, the inn began to suspend business. He also wrote a "suspended business" sign and placed it at the door, and then went to the second floor to get a general understanding of the room type. Draw the simple house layout, and then start to design the renovation plan.

There is no pencil in this world, and the brush is not good, so he had to use fine charcoal instead.

In fact, it is not difficult to renovate. The room on the second floor has four rooms on the left and right sides. One room is changed into a private room. You only need to slightly change the furnishings in the house. It is a semi-open elegant seat, and each table is separated by a screen.

Father Jiang called for reform workers, and after Jiang Li showed them the drawings, the project began.

In order not to affect the rest of the surrounding people, the renovation was only carried out during the day. During the renovation, Jiang Li did not relax. He began to teach Uncle Cai some cooking methods.

Jiang Li, the specialty of the restaurant, plans to make Cantonese and Hunan cuisine. Of course, there will be other dishes from all over the world. When the restaurant's business starts, he will definitely need to recruit more people.

You need to put some calligraphy in the room. This Jiang Li is good at it. You only need to write it and let it be mounted.

Upon seeing the renovation of the Jiang’s Inn, acquaintances from the neighbors came to ask what had happened. Some people thought that the inn could not go on, so they transferred it out.

Father Jiang told everyone that his inn was going to be converted into a restaurant, and he said with a smile: "When it opens, you still need a lot of support from the neighbourhood brothers!"

"Natural!"

Everyone responded with a smile, but surely there won’t be too many people who will really come to join us. The Jiang’s Inn has been open for so long, and everyone knows that the inn’s dishes are really average.

Since Jiang Li came back, Lu Xianxian has come to the inn every day to report, sticking to Jiang Li’s side and spinning around. When Jiang Li is busy, she goes to help, and when Jiang Li is free, she pesters Jiang Li. Tell her stories, unless the shop at home is too busy to tell her to go back, she is almost half of the inn.

On this day, she wandered to the inn again as usual. Not only people came, but she also brought a lot of pastries and lotus seed soup. As soon as she entered the house, she shouted sweetly: "Uncle Jiang, brother Jiang Li, Master Xuanqing, See what delicious food I brought you!"

When Jiang Li was away from home, Lu Xianxian often came to see Father Jiang, so Father Jiang loved her more. He smiled openly and said, "The little girl is tossing your mother again, right? Just come to play, and what else to bring? of."

"It wasn't me who tossed, it was my mother who did it on her own initiative." She answered playfully, taking out all the food in the food box, and when she heard the voice of workers remodeling the house from upstairs, she asked. Jiang Li who came over: "Brother Jiang Li, when will the upstairs be completed?"

"It will take a few more days." Jiang Li replied, turning his head to look at Xuan Qing who was standing still, "Little master, what's wrong with you?"

Xuan Qing said: "Nothing."

"Master Xuanqing, come and eat!" Lu Xianxian waved to him.

Xuan Qing was about to say that she was not hungry, so she heard her say to Jiang Li, "Brother Jiang Li, what story do you tell today?"

Once Jiang Li told Lu Xianxian a story, it would take a long time. Xuan Qing was not happy to see Lu Xianxian dominate Jiang Li, swallowed the word "not hungry", and walked over. Sit down beside Jiang Li.

Leave it alone, Father Jiang also made tea and sat down.

There are four people at a table, Xuanqing and Lu Xianxian are on the left and right of Jiang Li, and Father Jiang is sitting on the opposite side. These days, he occasionally tells a little story to Lu Xianxian. He didn't expect this girl to be addicted to it. Now she still brings her own cakes and tea to listen to, which is a little funny.

So he thought for a while, and said, "Well, today we talked about the straw boat borrowing arrows..."

"Stop!" Lu Xianxian interrupted him, feeling a little unhappy. "Brother Jiang Li, can you change one? The straw boat borrows an arrow. This is a story of fighting. Don't keep talking about it. Change another one. chant."

Jiang Li was still conniving to her, and looked at her with a smile: "Then what do you want to change?"

Lu Xianxian: "Anyway, don't talk about these fights and kills."

It's normal for girls not to listen to these things. Jiang Li thought about it for a while and planned to tell him the story of "Tang Bohu spotted autumn fragrance". His mouth suddenly changed his attention, and he turned his head and glanced at Xuan Qing who was drinking tea.

Perceiving his gaze, Xuan Qing paused while holding the teacup's hand, and saw that he bends his eyes towards him, with a slight smile in the bottom of his eyes.

Xuanqing: "?"

Before Xuan Qing knew what the smile was in his eyes, Jiang Li withdrew his gaze, took a sip of tea.

Xuanqing breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and saw him looking at herself again, expressing meaningfully and authentically: "Let me tell a story that happened in the kingdom of the daughter of a great Tang monk to learn from the Western Heaven."

Xuan Qing: "??"

Tell a story when you tell a story, what do I do?