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Zhang Yingxuan talked and stopped, with a frustrated expression, but Qiu Qiongzhu raised his hands: "I'm coming too! Give me one!"

Su Xiangli waved his hand and said arrogantly, "Come! You can come! Lie down when you are full, it must be very comfortable!"

Lu Zhengkang is too happy and can't get enough to eat at home, so he has to find opportunities to replenish his body.

Modern people basically eat at home. Restaurants have become a kind of social occasion. Only when they talk about official business will they go out. Otherwise, they will arrange meals at home. It doesn't matter if they don't cook themselves. Robots are good cooks.

Lu Zhengkang's appetite is indeed not small. He belongs to the kind of rice bucket that eats some and is not hungry, but still eats continuously with energy. At home, his parents control the food quota and never give him excess calorie intake. Have to endure the emptiness that comes from the soul-greedy.

Children's happiness is nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun. Compared to adults, it is much simpler. Lu Zhengkang's favorite thing now is to enjoy food besides digging his brain.

People nowadays are not short of ingredients, what they lack is the spirit of digging out delicious food. Since there is nothing to eat, it will naturally become something to eat. There are few people who study innovative dishes.There are professional food associations online, but they are very small. Lu Zhengkang plans to try to apply for membership when he is older.

"Oh, you said that the Jiaochun Food Record Association, my mother is an honorary committee member." Student Su squinted her eyes. At this time, she was like a nap cat.

Lu Zhengkang: Does your mother still accept sons?

Chapter 401 Your Dad’s Mail

Zhang Yingxuan was the first to arrive, followed by little girl Qiu Qiongzhu.It was a coincidence that Su Xiang left the child and Lu Zhengkang at the same station. The two of them lived not very far, and took the bus for about four stops.

Lu Zhengkang carried forward his spirit and planned to send Su Xiang to his classmates home first.It is said that children must protect themselves when they go out. Although the crime rate in modern cities is less than one in ten million during the day, it is hard to guarantee accidents.Lu Zhengkang had accumulated 999 points of savvy a month ago and learned modern fighting.

At that time, he thought he would be transmitted through the air or something, such as a large amount of fighting knowledge in his mind, heat flow in his body, pores and shit and other mysterious and metaphysical operations.As a result, the system pulled him into the training space for 100,000 hours before letting him out.Although his body really became stronger after this set, his young mind suffered a great blow.

This is the first time he has tried to learn skills with savvy points so far, and then he is afraid of learning.

Although the process was painful, the result was bright anyway, and Lu Zhengkang did not regret spending so much understanding to suffer.A person always needs a certain amount of force to live, just like preparing a cheat sheet before an exam, it may not be used, but as long as there is, it is at ease.

Don't look at Lu Zhengkang now as a four-year-old kid, but if you really want to fight, it is easy to clean up a dozen abandoned houses or three big geese.

The value of personal force really doesn't matter these days. Lu Zhengkang faces a dangerous situation, as long as he can delay until the mechanical police arrive.

Su Xiangli frowned, "Why do you look around? Mom said, you have to look at the road when you walk."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Your mother is right."

This street faintly reminded him of his previous dream, when he was transformed into an assassin and wandered through the dystopian cyberpunk world, how happy it was.But thinking about it now, it's a bit ashamed.

Su Xiangli reached out to poke Lu Zhengkang's weakness, "Listen to me!"

Lu Zhengkang stayed away quietly a few steps, "Don't always poke people with your fingers, otherwise the fingers will become shorter in the future."

"Huh? Okay, I won't poke, I won't poke anymore."

Su Xiangli’s home is indeed more luxurious than Lu Zhengkang’s home. Lu Zhengkang’s family of three lives in an apartment suite, and Su Xiangli’s family of five lives in a single-family villa.

Lu Zhengkang watched the little girl back home, opened the code door, walked through the small garden in front of the house, stood on the white marble steps, and waved back at him. At this moment, he had the illusion of being near Fuloli.

Lu Zhengkang laughed lightly and laughed for a while. He couldn't help but laughed louder. He also waved his hand to Su Xiangli, feeling quite moved.

Of course, he didn't have any strange thoughts about Su Xiangli, the little girl. The little girl was so cute that people couldn't help but want to tease.

If there is anything to pay attention to when regenerating a child, the first thing is to adjust the mentality, not to forget the past, but not to indulge in memory.

Lu Zhengkang knew that he would grow up again, fall in love again, go to school and work, life has always been like this.Slowly, he will forget that he came from the beginning of the 21st century and become a native of modern times. The past story will become a vague dream for him.

If the memory is too far away, it becomes an illusion. This is what Lu Zhengkang understood when he was twenty.

But even Fuloli, the rich woman is fine.

Brother: (??ω??)? "Kangkang, you seem to be very happy?"

"I do not have."

"But my program tells me that your heartbeat speeds up, your body temperature rises, your breathing is chaotic, and your facial expressions are positive..."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think."

The old brother freezes for a while, "Understand, you are using human's tough instructions on machinery, I will default to your definition of unhappiness..."

"Okay, okay, I surrender."

Brother: (┰*) "I interpret this sentence as the cancellation of the order. Do you have any questions?"

Lu Zhengkang laughed again, "Artificial mental retardation..."

Mother can't come back after working overtime, and dinner is a father-son bureau again.Comrade Lu Jiande is a third-degree handicapped among the older generation. He can't lift his hands and shoulders and can't pick him up. Under the premise of ensuring safety, he can cook in the kitchen except cooking noodles.

So when Lu Zhengkang got out of the apartment elevator, he had already received five emails from his father.

17:16 "Lu Jiande: Son, be careful on the road, listen to my brother, and don't run around. (Have read)"

17:17 Reply: "OK."

17:47 "Lu Jiande: Why hasn't it arrived yet? (Read)"

17:47 Reply: "On the road."

18:11 "Lu Jiande: Where is it? (Read)"

18:14 Reply: "Empty rail station. (location location sending)"

18:41: Lu Jiande: "(;'д) come back soon, dad is hungry. (read)"

18:51 Reply: ":) I understand."

19:01 "Lu Jiande: Where is...? (unread)"

Lu Zhengkang turned his face to the monitor, the door of his house opened automatically, and he changed slippers in the hallway. At this time, he smelled a smell of food.

"?"

Does that man also have a day to cook himself?

Lu Zhengkang walked to the kitchen, vaguely heard the sound of sucking, and when he opened the door, sure enough, his dear father was pouring a bowl of fragrant instant beef noodles.

Lu Jiande stood up in a panic and took a napkin to wipe off the rich soup around his lips. After such a move, he naturally revealed his father's majesty, "Why come back so late?"

"Send classmates home."

Lu Jiande nodded, "Well, how about kindergarten? Is it interesting? There is still a bowl of noodles in the microwave oven. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Lu Zhengkang glanced quietly at the microwave oven. There was no such thing as a second bowl of noodles. Comrade Lu Jiande thought it was instant noodles.

"Wash for a while, did the teacher teach you the six-step method of hand washing?" Lu Jiande drove his son to the bathroom, in a posture similar to that of people in the countryside.

The well-known classmate Lu Zhengkang spent five minutes in the bathroom until his father shouted outside: "It's dinner!"