"Reincarnation Tribulation: The End of the Ninth Life of Hua Jing" movie set: Scene 30, Scene 3 - "Sugar Mixed" He Shengma

Hesheng's mother, as soon as she mentioned his precious son, she started chatting like the water of the Yellow River - endlessly, almost like the White Snake - the water overflowing the golden mountain, here it is - Hesheng's mother overflowing with water

On Land No. 1, the three Changmao people were almost drowned. Seeing that they were submerged until only their heads were exposed, she pulled their hair and rescued them ashore in three clicks.

"Mouse, you just whispered to Da Mi that my urine was really big. Do you think I didn't hear you?" Hesheng's mother changed the subject and looked at the mouse sternly.

"Auntie, auntie, no! Sister, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just curious about how you can drink so much?" the mouse said with a sorry smile on his face.

"The problem lies in being able to drink water, because I have diabetes and I always feel thirsty. But you put a patient like me under house arrest here. What do you think I should do?"

"What else can we do? Cold salad, no - sugar bowl!" the mouse cleverly joked.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. You are the mother of the great god that we admire extremely. We should be 120% alert to entertain you! We are not serving only one or two Huangdi-level guests. Don't talk about you.

It's diabetes, even if you have a heart disease, even if we blow out your breath, we still have to take care of you!" Changmao said to her, half seriously, half amused.

"You hairy hair is so long, you have such a sweet mouth, and people love to hear what you say!" Seeing Hesheng's mother's excited look, with her hairy hand behind her back and pointing towards the rice, the mouse quietly made a gesture with his hand.

Victory "V" sign.

"It's a long story to talk about my diabetes -" As soon as the mouse heard the word "long", it couldn't help but stick out its tongue at the rice.

"What? You don't want to hear another wonderful story from me? That's fine, let's keep it short." He Sheng's mother drank a few more sips of water.

"Next, let me tell you how our nutritionist who specializes in taking care of my meals arranges my diet: In the morning, she prepares a bag of pure milk, a boiled egg, a vegetable bag, high-calcium milk and added sugar for me.

You cannot drink yogurt with added sugar, you cannot eat fried poached eggs, and you cannot drink any porridge."

"At noon, I can eat two taels of rice, which is about a small bowl, and then add some vegetables, vegetables, leeks, celery, etc., but when cooking, I need to put less oil, and the meat must be pure and lean, not

Eat very fat meat, beef on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, fish and shrimps on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. They contain less fat, and the nutritionist allows me to eat some."

"You can eat the same as at noon in the evening, or the same as in the morning; you can't eat all white noodles, but mix them with buckwheat noodles and tartary buckwheat noodles. The kind that people in the countryside call 'red noodles, black noodles' is the best. My son

A British friend sent me 'whole grains', saying that they are grains that have not been finely processed and retain the husk, aleurone layer, endosperm, germ and natural nutrients of the intact grains. What about oats?

, buckwheat, barley, and highland barley, rye, rye, sorghum, corn, brown rice, millet, oatmeal, millet, barley, whole wheat flour, etc. Oops, it makes my mouth dry."

"In short, the general principle of my diet is not to eat sugar and eat less oil. Next, let's make a long story short——"

"Mom Hesheng, where is my eldest sister? Last time you said, 'Why don't we keep the story short?' But you said so many things. Just the cereals. I can count them on my fingers for you. There are more than a dozen kinds.

!You're talking short now, can you keep it short?" The mouse stepped forward with a smile and interjected.

"Yes, let's just say it as short as possible, without even looking at whose mother it is? Can we keep talking in such a slurred way? It's just one sentence: Which one of you will be responsible for me?

Nutritionist, who is going to do the shopping? This division of labor must be divided carefully! If you feel it is troublesome, that’s fine - send me home!”

"Sister, you don't know something. Don't look at the small number of people here, but we have long working hours and rich experience! The three of us are like the 'Three Musketeers' in Alexandre Dumas' novel, and also like the characters in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"

The three of us are sworn brothers in Taoyuan. We are on Highland No. 1, possessing eighteen kinds of martial arts. Each of us has many skills, such as nutritionist, masseur, crosstalk artist, martial artist, tailor, dancer...that's all.

It's a matter of minutes." Under the leadership of He Sheng's mother, Changmao was more than capable of blowing the whistle, but lacked humility.

"There are also makeup artists, psychologists, counselors, hypnotists, wizards, horse trainers, musical instrument makers, sound engineers, painters, writers..." The mouse came forward and started to promote.

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Hesheng’s mother looked at Changmao and asked:

"What horse did you just say? I have only heard of a white dragon horse, a Dawan horse, which is the kind of bloody horse in the TV series "Emperor of Han Dynasty" played by Chen Baoguo. Chen Baoguo is my male god!" He Sheng's mother!

At this moment, He Sheng probably threw He Sheng back into the lotus pond. She was dancing and dancing like an aunt-level nympho.

"Oh, it's Alexandre Dumas. It's a person's name, not a horse's name. He is a 19th-century French romantic writer."

"You know a lot. But when it comes to horses, I can be your teacher. I ride a horse and need more salt than you, because I am a race on horseback. What about Mongolian horses, Hequ horses, and Southwest horses?

, Sanhe Ma, Yili Horse..." Dami went over to unscrew a bottle of water and handed it to Hesheng's mother. It seemed that he was afraid that she would talk like a grain of rice again.

"Don't worry! Rice is enough to serve as your nutritionist. He is a top student in the cooking school! Rat, you know he is the best at pulling things. He will be the buyer, and I, Changmao, will be in charge of all the work." Rice

Behind Chang Mao, he kept kicking his heels, but he ignored him, making Da Mi whine in his heart with anxiety.

"Reincarnation Tribulation: The End of the Ninth Life of Hua Jing" movie set: Scene 30, Scene 4 - What, you want me to be a chaste and martyr woman too?

After some division of labor, Changmao was left alone to accompany Hesheng's mother. Having said so much about diabetes, let's get to the point - tell the real reason why Hesheng's mother was invited to stay here.

"Tell me, they are busy with their business. Now tell me why I stayed in your yellow hotel?"

"Sister, have you watched the TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"

"I've seen it, why do you need to mention this?"

"There is an episode in it about 'Xu Shu enters Cao Ying', do you know?"

"I know! I even cried when I saw that episode! When Xu Shu's mother learned that Xu Shu had entered Cao Cao's camp and was working for Cao Cao, she was so angry. Her son knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. She

She scolded her son for being confused and lacking moral integrity. He has read all the books in vain and wonders since ancient times - why can't he have both?" She asked Xiang Changmao.

"Yes - since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot have both!"

"Yes, that's the sentence. After scolding, Xu's mother turned around and committed suicide behind the screen. What a strong old woman! Even if she died herself, she didn't want to be the mother of a "traitor". She would die in exchange for

You have to be innocent all your life. When that son cries, I cry too."

"However, Xu's mother did not know the truth until her death. In fact, Xu Shu was also a filial son. He was deceived because his mother was with Cao Cao. Without knowing the truth, Xu's mother felt ashamed to face her ancestors.

The ancestors were too embarrassed to face their fathers and fellow villagers, so they had no choice but to avenge their shame with death. Therefore, Xu Shu's mother is a hero among mothers!" Chang Mao then spoke of his high praise for Xu Shu's mother.

"Wait a minute, why are you telling me this story? Do you want me to be a chaste martyr? Be the mother of the second Xu Shu? Like what you just said - avenge your shame with death?" He Sheng's mother replied with a look.

He looked like he was getting used to it and asked him angrily.

"Haha, that's wrong. You got it wrong. There is a little bit of similarity!"

"Tell me, what are the same places?"

"That's it - the man above us, like Cao Cao, admires and values ​​Xu Shu's talents. He wants to hire your son Hesheng with a high salary to join the group. He also learned Cao Cao's trick. Please stay here for a few days to test your son's filial piety.

, like Xu Shu did when he learned that his mother was in Cao Ying and rushed over immediately. We can be sure that your son's filial piety can be learned from heaven and earth, as evidenced by the sun and the moon, and he will definitely cooperate with our company!"

"I - bah! I have to spit on your face! If you don't adopt some fair and aboveboard methods to win my son's service, you will try to defeat me. Tell me, if my son is here, I won't

Do you want to be like Xu Shu's mother, who died to prove her innocence?" Hesheng's mother was so angry that she spat hard into the long-haired face.

"Sister, one moment and another moment! Cao Cao was a traitor. Xu Shu and his mother believed that entering Cao Cao's camp was a traitor to the Eastern Han Dynasty and working for the Han thieves, so they committed suicide. Now, our group is a well-known economic community in the province

, and we do things honestly, and your son's joining will definitely make the company even more powerful and better and better. There is no such thing as integrity, loyalty, filial piety, and integrity, and there is no need to die to wash away the dirt on your body."

"What's fair? You put me under house arrest and used such despicable methods. Do you still deserve to be called fair? I - bah! It disgusts me to death! I think you are just wolves in human skins, and now you are still

The big tail is not exposed. Is it because my son disagrees and you are not polite to me? To use an idiom, it is - be polite before fighting." As he said, He Sheng's mother slapped the long-haired face again.

The ground spat.

"This old lady is so awesome, isn't this Changmao so pitiful?" Ximen Qing couldn't help shouting in my heart.

"Don't shout, let's see how Changmao will deal with it? He loves learning, is knowledgeable, understands people, and is thorough in the world. I am more and more optimistic about Changmao!" Hua Jingmo said to Ximen Yiwen in her heart.

"What you said really corresponds to the saying: The bastard looks at the mung bean - you are right! Have you forgotten how he treated you when you were in Tianzihao? To borrow their words, it is - a quasi-pig. You again

How did it treat him? Just ask the soul of the beer bottle that has nowhere to rest - the beer bottle is broken into pieces, three souls are indistinct, and seven souls are long! Haha..." Ximen Qing's last words made Hua Jingmo choke.

I feel a little out of breath.

"What do you know? There is a saying that goes well - no fight, no acquaintance!"
Chapter completed!