My mother was suddenly asked this and stopped her movements. Her face was a little unnatural, but it was hidden in just one or two seconds. She smiled and said, "This, is it not normal to have a lighter? There are mosquitoes in summer. You always need a lighter to light a mosquito coil. You are just thinking too much."

"That's best, but if I know he's back, I won't break his legs! Okay, I should go back too. Before I could tell your sister-in-law about this, I just said that I'm working overtime and I'll explain for a long time after I go back." Qi Ming said ruthlessly, sighed, stood up and carried his bag to leave.

"Well, I bought some tea, you can take it back." When my mother saw Qi Ming leaving, she quickly stood up, picked up a box of gift bags from the table in the living room, and handed them to him.

"It's not an outsider, why are you buying this thing? It's so much money." Qi Ming shook his head and took over the tea with one hand.

"You can't say that I make more money now than you, the director. I have more money and I have nowhere to spend it. What's wrong with buying something for my brother? It's slower on the road. Now young people don't count when driving at night." My mother smiled.

"Yes, yes, yes, my sister is even more silly than my wife. You are almost catching up with our mother." Qi Ming smiled.

"Go~" Mom broke her mouth and pushed Qiming out and closed the door.

Qi Ming stood at the door and sighed. His sister didn't know what to say. He had to come over and take a look every now and then. I don't know where my sister had never used mosquito coils at home, and she always used electric mosquito coils.

I won’t even tell a lie. Even if you say it’s used to light the Buddha’s incense, I have to believe it if I don’t believe it. Moreover, if you buy a Dunhill lighter to light a mosquito coil? It’s too luxurious.

When he thought of the man who had been back in the past few days, Qi Ming's face turned ferocious. If it weren't for that man, how could his sister live like this now? How could his nephew be autistic?

Walking downstairs, looking up at the window, Qi Ming knew that his sister was looking at him at the window, and smiled and waved at the top, got in the car and left.

When my mother saw Qi Ming waving her hand into the car, she also smiled.

Qi Ming drove away all the way and threw the tea bag into the roadside trash can after leaving the community. He knew his sister so well that if he gave gifts, he would never give tea. At least it was nutritional supplements or bird's nest for her sister-in-law.

You don’t have to think about who bought the tea.

He couldn't throw it away in front of his sister, so he didn't move downstairs, but after leaving his sight, he couldn't help but hold the bastard's thing anymore.

Kaneki stayed in the room and heard the sound of the door switch outside. He knew that his uncle had left, so he lay on the bed and played casually with his mobile phone, casually watching the news, movies in this world, etc.

When he arrived in a new world, there were many things here that were not in his previous life. The animations and other things in this world were not in his previous life, so he had many new episodes to watch, and he felt very happy.

What is happiness for him? Happiness means having a bed to sleep and rest, fast wireless networks to watch movies on your mobile phone, good performance computers to play games for him, some takeaway when he is hungry, drinking when he is thirsty, washing clothes once a week, and throwing garbage once a month.

And some of these, some have, some have not. Take your time, there will always be them. Kaneki is very satisfied now.

The world of otaku is so simple and so easy to satisfy.

"Bangbangbang~" The knock on the door interrupted the Kaneki who was looking for a new episode, and looked up at the door without saying a word.

"Xiaomu, I must be hungry after get off work at this time. I have prepared some porridge. If you are hungry, come out and eat it." My mother said outside. She was used to knocking on the door and there was no response in the room.

When she was young, she thought it was Jin Mu who fell asleep, but later she realized that her son was not asleep, but because she didn't know what to say, she was thinking about how to answer in her mind. When she thought for too long, it made people mistakenly think that it was not dared to say it. Slowly, he changed from thinking about how to say it to not say it.

Put the porridge on the ground in front of the door, which is also an old place. After standing at the door and waiting for a few seconds, my mother turned around and prepared to take a shower and go to bed.

Jinmu blinked his eyes a few times in the room. He was lying in the quilt very warm. Although the air conditioner was on, he still didn't want to get out of bed. But he was indeed a little hungry. After hesitating for a while, he put on his pajamas, walked to the door and opened the door and walked out.

"Breaking a car~"

Kaneki accidentally kicked the porridge with her feet and was startled.

He thought that his mother would put the porridge on the table outside, but he didn't expect it to be on the ground when the door opened. Although he integrated the memories of his predecessor, it was just memories, just like watching TV series he had watched, and would not be integrated into his own habits, so he was not prepared.

Looking at the bowl of porridge sprinkled on the ground, Jingi sighed, stepped outside, went to the table in the living room to pick up the rag and napkin, and when he came back, he squatted on the ground and started to clean up.

After he finished it, he went to the kitchen and re-cooked a bowl of porridge for himself. Although he was more inferior in daily life, he was not mentally retarded and would not go out of the door, so it was not surprising to do these things.

The porridge is a simple millet white porridge with nothing inside. Jin Mu dug two tablespoons of white sugar and put it in it. He stirred it with a stainless steel spoon and took a sip. It felt good, and he finished it in three or two.

The porridge is still sweet, just like tofu brain. Is there a tofu brain in Beijing? Will it be all bean juice? I recalled the memories of my predecessor in my mind, and nodded with satisfaction.

After eating, he hesitated again when he put it in the sink... He only had one bowl inside, would he wash it?

Kaneki wanted to turn around and go back to the room, but in the end he couldn't watch the scene, so he put on hot water and started washing.

There is a difference between salted fish and laziness. In dialect, salted fish means dead people, which generally refers to the walking corpse people. Later, some people were called salted fish life. They are not walking corpse, but they will not take the initiative to do many things that have nothing to do with them. But when they come to their faces, they will also deal with them. This is the salted fish.

It is better to say that it is washing dishes than to empty yourself. The movements in Jinmu's hands are like machines, and the thinking in his head has long flown out of the sky.

At this moment, my mother had just finished taking a shower and was about to go back to the bedroom when she suddenly heard the movement in the kitchen. She stood at the door and looked inside, and found that Jin Mu was washing dishes. She was stunned for a while and returned to the room with her mouth covering her mouth, without disturbing Jin Mu.
Chapter completed!