PFC Chapter 1105 Immortality 6
Chapter 1105 Immortality 6
Zhang Qilin wants to stay in Motuo for a while.
The blind man said it was okay.
Immortality doesn't matter to him, he has plenty of time.
When the time comes and his two friends die of exhaustion, he will go find his mother.
So Zhaxi received a new Ele.me order.
In the next few months, more food will be delivered as per our last agreement.
Don't worry, their money is fine, they give a lot.
Tashi: . . . .
Although Mr. Chang is not good at talking, he has a lot of money and is a generous and good person.
The money earned in a few months is more than that earned in two years.
If you need this kind of thing, go to him next time; he is a professional.
Changsheng likes this kind of life with an empty mind.
Blue sky, white clouds, and little lamb.
Yaks, wolves, and chicks.
They are all his favorite foods.
Black Bear: ...
Changsheng, you are lacking oxygen.
After hearing this, Zhang Qilin immediately took the two of them to find the old lama.
Old Lama: . . . .
Dear guest, what are you doing? If you are short of oxygen, just move less or breathe oxygen.
Or go down the mountain.
Longevity: ...
He doesn't want to go down the mountain.
"I want to eat Medog chicken."
Only chickens raised in Medog can be called Medog chickens.
Chickens raised in other places are not Medog chickens because the environment is not right.
Not right.
All the chickens that come down from the mountain are wrong.
Black Bear: ...
Got it. The blind man will go to the kitchen and cook chicken for you.
"Mute, help the blind man. I'll leave the killing and cutting of the chicken to you."
Zhang Qilin agreed, but he also wanted a separate chicken that he could eat alone.
Hei Xiazi said he understood.
So, the old lama also understood.
It turns out that those meals were their food expenses.
If it is true that each person can have a chicken for each meal every day, the Lama Temple said they cannot do that.
They have plenty of tsampa, but as for meat, well, you'd better bring your own.
At least three chickens or a sheep a day. There are not so many things in the Lama temple.
No wonder it tastes so plump.
Zhang Qilin was chopping a few pieces in the kitchen, chopping very vigorously.
Hei Xiazi is heating oil in a wok.
The other side is the Zhang family in Motuo.
There is someone by the patriarch's side.
The patriarch is a big dumpling.
The patriarch is happy.
When the patriarch was digging a tunnel, it would get stuck. It was a circle larger than theirs.
The patriarch's fingers have become fat.
The tribe leader’s finger is so fat that it can’t fit into the hole.
There are two big dumplings next to the patriarch.
One black and one white.
So the Zhang family is still very gossipy.
So during the days when Changsheng and his friends were in the Lama Temple, Xiao Zhang and his friends would often come to see the clan leader.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
Zhang Ruian’s big loudspeaker.
Zhang Ruian: . . .
That's not what he said.
Changsheng was very curious about the different Xiao Zhang, so he grabbed him and pinched him. The feel was different from the fool's, not soft enough, but a bit hard.
So they built a snowman together.
Hei Xiazi looked at the mute and thought that the next generation of the Zhang family was much happier than the mute.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
Could it be that the blind man is in menopause? That's not right.
The blind man still likes him very much.
It’s just that it’s not convenient right now. I’ll compensate the blind man when I get back.
Black Bear: ...
Sometimes I really want to open the dumb person’s head and see what’s inside.
I used to ignore you and have no memory of you.
Now, any look can make me think of all kinds of messy things.
Is the Zhang family's love brain so terrible?
The honeymoon period is so long, they are still so affectionate after decades.
Others are experiencing the seven-year itch.
Zhang family: My wife misses me, my wife loves me, my wife needs me.
Sometimes when they were in bed, Hei Xia Zi would get angry too.
I slapped him, and it made him even more excited.
If my wife hits me, it means she loves me.
He took the blind man directly onto the roller coaster and made him dizzy in the sky.
I was really short of oxygen at that time.
So the lack of oxygen in Motuo is not so bad for a blind person.
Changsheng is a bit silly.
But no matter how stupid Changsheng is, he is not as stupid as a mute.
A mute is really stupid.
So on the day when Xiao Zhang and others arrived.
Zhang Qilin took Hei Xia Zi to Bai Ma to talk and chat.
Black Bear: ...
The next day, Changsheng was also taken to see Baima.
Hei Xia Zi looked at the taciturn mute and said, "Well, it's okay. You're just pretending."
He understands.
Changsheng is very well-behaved in front of Baima.
Mom said that not all parents in the world love their children.
But all parents who love their children are the same.
The old lama said that Baima was a very good mother.
She has exhausted all her abilities and methods.
The most terrifying thing in the world is the impermanence of things.
Mom, I have friends and a lover, and I am a good person.
The snow in Medog is falling particularly heavily today.
She was happy for the children in Medog.
Xiaoguan is not a stone, her children are full of life.
They also want to save face.
At night, Zhang Qilin seemed to see Bai Ma finally enter his dream, and the mother and son were hugging each other.
Bai Ma was singing Tibetan nursery rhymes for the young official.
When Hei Xia Zi got up, he saw the mute crying silently. They leaned against the wall side by side until Changsheng called them to eat.
Little Lama: . . . .
The distinguished guest is a big eater.
Fortunately, Zhaxi sent a lot of supplies, and they benefited a lot from them.
There is a reason why our guests are so round.
The old lama said that Zhang Qilin would be his distinguished guest from now on.
The little lama didn’t understand if distinguished guests could also inherit.
Changsheng didn't go out to make a snowman today. The three of them stayed in the room.
Recently, Xiao Zhang and his friends haven’t come to play Landlord with him.
But the little fool is in a bad mood, it doesn’t matter, he has milk tea and ice cream.
Mixue Ice City is so sweet.
His mother bought him everything from Mixue Bingcheng and let him eat it slowly.
Eating something sweet will make you feel better.
Zhang Qilin was given a cup of mango sago and an ice cream cone in his hand. Hei Xiazi also had some. He wanted red bean milk tea and a sundae.
Changsheng is different, he eats them all.
My mother said that Changsheng has a very strong stomach and others cannot eat like this.
The first one to finish the sundae, Hei Xiazi, took a sip of milk tea and began to hum a Mongolian tune, which was particularly beautiful.
Changsheng almost fell asleep after listening to it.
Later, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
He could only reach out and cover Changsheng with the quilt.
He continued to listen to the blind man coax him.
After an hour, Hei Xia Zi was tired and signaled to the mute that he didn't want to continue and wanted to drink milk tea.
At this time, Mr. Zhang, who had finished his meal, was humming a tune to himself.
That was what Bai Ma hummed for him in his dream.
The blind man gave the mute a strange look.
It was really his first time to hear a mute sing. Although it was a little awkward at the beginning, he became more and more fluent after the next few times.
Changsheng's mouth was watering.
He wanted to eat the lamb.
When baked, it sizzles with oil, and is fragrant, crispy and tender.
Xiang was confused.
After all the animals in the mountains were killed, Zhang Qilin took them to take a hot spring bath.
Snow mountain hot spring.
Unexpectedly, when we were about to leave, Changsheng became unhappy. He wanted to soak for a while longer, but he ended up fainting after soaking for too long.
Hei Xia Zi had no choice but to carry him back to the Lama Temple.
Zhang Qilin was waiting for him at the door, and the more he looked at them, the more they looked like a family of three.