Rules Strange Story: My Family is Not Normal

"The most important thing in making char siew buns is to adjust the marinade.

Sorghum wine, soy sauce, oil consumption, white sugar...

As long as you marinate it well, you won’t be able to tell what kind of meat you’re using…”

Hua Lin was talking and laughing, but Zhou Bai felt that the bean curd in his mouth suddenly couldn't be swallowed.

"Can't eat anymore?

It's okay, throw it away if you can't eat it.

In this snack street, is there still less food thrown away every day? "

Zhou Bai put down the spoon in his hand.

Huaying sat outside the door, blowing the cold wind by herself.

But the more he blows, the more annoyed he becomes.

Turning around and seeing my sister, talking and laughing with that tramp who can only lie, I feel even more angry.

She took the skirt with very little fabric and strode over.

"Sister, I don't understand.

You can be with the owner of the roast pork knuckle shop yourself.

Why do you keep banning me from dating?

I have grown up long ago, and I have the right to pursue my own happiness. "

Huaying's rebellious words immediately made Hualin feel a little uneasy.

"Sister eats more salt than you eat rice.

When you are like my sister and know how to distinguish right from wrong, my sister will naturally not stop you from pursuing happiness. "

After Hua Lin finished speaking, she picked up the unfinished bowl of bean curd in front of Zhou Bai with one hand.

Without her talking, Zhou Bai understood that it was time for him to leave.

He stood up, turned sideways awkwardly, and walked between the two confronting women.

After leaving the door calmly, he quickened his pace and hurriedly left this smoke-filled bean flower shop.

On the snack street of Time and Space A, there are still not many customers.

Zhou Bai was walking on this somewhat desolate street, thinking about the information he had just obtained.

Will the char siew bun be a regular char siew bun?

Zhou Bai felt that if it was really just an ordinary barbecued pork bun, then what was the point of him preventing others from selling barbecued pork buns?

Therefore, he is more inclined to think in the direction that the barbecued pork buns are not ordinary barbecued pork buns.

If so, who is most likely to make char siu bao?

The old couple in Baozipu can't make barbecued pork buns, and their learning ability is relatively weak.

And their son can't even knead dough.

Then the possibility that they will want to sell char siew buns is very low.

Instead, Hua Lin makes char siew buns.

Moreover, she has a very good motive for killing.

This forced Zhou Bai to list her as an important suspect.

According to the information obtained now, it can be known that there are three time and space in this dungeon.

Arranged in chronological order, they are time-space A, time-space B, and time-space C.

Space-time A is before Huaying dies.

Space-time B is two days after Huaying's death.

Space-time C is one year after Huaying's death.

If there is no barbecued pork buns in this snack street.

Then there will be barbecued pork buns, it should be time and space C.

However, Zhou Bai still had a problem to verify.

That is whether these three time and space will affect each other.

For example, if Zhou Bai prevents Huaying from dying in time-space A, will Hua Ying in time-space B and time-space C also not die?

This point must be verified now, so that Zhou Bai can decide the direction of the next action.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and walked towards the corner where the little beggar was.

Zhou Bai soon came to that familiar corner.

But this time, he didn't see the little beggar, but a homeless man with a broken arm, curled up against the wall.

Zhou Bai recalled the rules related to him in his mind.

Snack Street Survival Code A Article 5.

[The roast pork knuckle shop has nothing to do with the homeless man who lost his hand. Please believe that bipedal animals that walk upright will not become the ingredients of this snack street. 】

Snack Street Survival Code B Article 8.

[Don't ask where the homeless man who lost his hand went! Don't ask a single word! 】

The one in rule A is a wrong rule.

However, because this wrong rule contains too much information, Zhou Bai is unable to make more guesses.

As for Rule B...

Thinking back to this, Zhou Bai showed sympathy, and looked at the homeless man curled up in the corner.

"Do you have any wishes to fulfill?

You can say whatever you want, I can satisfy you. "

Zhou Bai held the money to be given to the homeless in his hands ahead of time.

"Hungry...I'm so hungry...

can you give me something to eat "

Zhou Bai said, "Okay."

Then put the money on him.

Then he wanted to take out the red bean paste bun from his pocket and give it to him to eat.

However, just as Zhou Bai took the bean paste bag in his pocket, the scene in front of him changed again.

The homeless man who lost his hand is nowhere to be seen.

Instead, there was a thin figure from the back, facing the wall motionless.

Caught off guard, Zhou Bai was frightened by this sudden appearance.

Looking at his back, he couldn't help but frowned.

Zhou Bai is now too close to this person.

The other party's messy long hair seemed to be right next to Zhou Bai's nose, exuding an unpleasant stench.

Zhou Bai couldn't take it anymore, so he stood up from the ground suddenly.

It has to be said that every change of time and space is a danger for Zhou Bai.

Because he never knows who will appear beside him after he transforms.

He took a deep breath and told himself that he needed to be more cautious in the future.

After taking two steps back, he looked at the person in front of him.

I saw that he didn't seem to notice that someone was approaching behind him just now, and he was still sitting motionless on the ground, facing the wall.

From Zhou Bai's perspective, he could see that he had two complete hands.

Therefore, he was not the homeless man Zhou Bai met just now.

The bum facing the wall?

So, this is space-time C?

Snack Street Survival Code C Article VII.

[If you see a homeless person, always face the wall. Then as long as you pat him on the shoulder, there will be surprises. 】

Zhou Bai recalled this rule, so he had no choice but to slowly approach the homeless man in front of him.

In this remote corner in front of him, there were only Zhou Bai and this homeless man, and few other passers-by passed by.

Zhou Bai approached him lightly.

He sat there motionless until he was facing the top of the homeless man's head.

Zhou Bai bent down and patted his shoulder lightly.

The other party finally reacted.

"Hee hee hee... have you found it?"

Hearing the person in front of him, Zhou Bai let out a strange laugh.

Then, the homeless man in front of him slowly turned his head.

Then, a face so thin that almost only bones remained appeared in front of Zhou Bai.

"you caught me."

The bum couldn't stop laughing.

Hearing his laughter, Zhou Bai's hairs stood on end.

But the eyes still kept staring at his face.

Because I don't know why, I always feel that his facial features seem to be seen somewhere.

Zhou Bai looked at him and kept recalling.

Until a fat face appeared in Zhou Bai's mind.