Song Shuhang scrolled through the chat logs.
In the afternoon, after answering Song Shuhang's question about the '300-year-old monster onion', the seniors in the group started to talk about Immortal Fairy Bie Xue's' Immortal Feast '.
Many seniors were guessing what kind of dishes would be prepared for the Immortal Feast this time.
Several experienced seniors began to discuss spiritedly as they began to recall the delicacies of the previous Farewell Immortal Feasts.
There were all kinds of strange names of dishes, but they all sounded very delicious. Song Shuhang touched his stomach. Unmiki Michinaga's' Emptying Miracle Hands' had his stomach pumped. After seeing the names of these dishes, he started to salivate.
Song Shuhang scrolled through the chat logs and saw a message from Spirit Butterfly Island's Jouko Hagi.
Jouko Hagi: "Stressed by a Mountain of Books, Song Qianbei, what's your current mailing address? The 'Spirit Green Tea' I personally made has been successfully made. I'll send you a portion!"
At that time, Song Shuhang was having a cruel nightmare and didn't have time to reply.
After seeing Jouko Hagi's message, Song Shuhang faintly smiled. Then, he opened the private chat and replied to Jouko Hagi: "Thank you, Jouko Hagi. I'm looking forward to the Spirit Green Tea you personally made."
Then, Song Shuhang attached his home address.
Then, he stretched and prepared to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.
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… …
On the Spiritual Butterfly Island, a middle-aged man who was so handsome that he had no friends frowned and opened a chat app on his phone to reply.
Then, the middle-aged man clenched his teeth and said, "Someone … secretly replace the batch of Spirit Green Tea made by Jouko Hagi with the ordinary kind."
Boy, fortunately, I saw this message. Otherwise, you'd have to spend the next month in the toilet.
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In the middle of the night, Mama Song suddenly got up and went to the kitchen while rubbing her eyes.
Then, she reached out to pull the chopping board out of habit … But when she pulled, the thick chopping board broke into several pieces. Not only the chopping board, but also the marble table underneath had several knife marks.
"Eh? What's going on? "Mama Song immediately sobered up.
She began to recall what had happened in the morning … It was probably when she was cooking the lamb with scallions, there was a spring onion that she couldn't cut no matter how hard she tried. Then, he went to take Song Shuhang's ornamental knife and cut the mutton.
After thinking up to this point, Mama Song was startled. "Did she go crazy?"
Let's not talk about the green onion that couldn't be cut off no matter how hard he tried. Why did he think of using that three-foot-long knife to cut the green onion?
Also, what's wrong with that green onion? Why can't I cut it?
Under normal circumstances, if she encountered a green onion that she couldn't cut off no matter how hard she tried, her first thought would be to throw it away or call everyone over to see what was going on.
But at that time, she was single-minded and didn't think about anything else. She just wanted to cut that green onion!
Mama Song recalled that she seemed to have been affected by something. She seemed to have gone berserk, and her thoughts weren't clear.
"That green onion was brought back by Song Shuhang. He said that it was a new breed." Mama Song recalled.
Then, she recalled the scene where Song Shuhang ate the whole lamb with scallions in one go.
There shouldn't be a problem with that green onion, right?
Moreover, Song Shuhang immediately returned to his room after eating the lamb with scallions.
Afterward, Zhao Yaya found him sitting on the floor and sleeping. Therefore, she asked Papa Song to carry Song Shuhang to his bed. At that time, everyone thought that Song Shuhang was tired from the long journey.
But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was a problem.
"That kid Song Shuhang." Mama Song furrowed her brows and walked toward Song Shuhang's room with large strides.
Coincidentally, Song Shuhang was rubbing his stomach when he came out of his room. He was about to go to the kitchen to look for food when he saw Mama Song.
"Mom? It's already so late, why aren't you asleep? "Song Shuhang asked in puzzlement.
Mama Song replied, "I was just about to go and see you."
"See me? Haha, I was sleeping and suddenly felt hungry. Therefore, I wanted to find something to eat. "Song Shuhang laughed.
"There's still some rice left. Anyway, I'll cook some fried egg rice for you." Mama Song replied.
Afterward, she and Song Shuhang returned to the kitchen and started to cook egg rice for Song Shuhang.
While frying the rice, Mama Song asked, "Shuhang, tell me honestly, is there something wrong with that green onion of yours?"
Song Shuhang quietly looked at his mother's expression and replied, "There's a problem, but it's hard to describe the specific problem. Generally speaking, people who don't have a strong constitution can't eat it. Otherwise, it will affect their bodies. "
"But mom, don't worry. There's no problem with my body. I was the one who brought that green onion back, so I know what I'm doing. "Song Shuhang brightly smiled.
Regarding cultivation … it wasn't the time to tell Mama Song and the others yet.
He wasn't strong enough yet. He had to wait until he was stronger and hoarded more cultivation resources before he could slowly plan his next step.
"If that's the case, I'll feel a bit more at ease." Mama Song sighed, "If you're free tomorrow, go with your father and ask Yaya to take you to the hospital for a thorough checkup."
Since Papa Song and the others had just gotten into a car accident, Mama Song was worried. Therefore, she asked Zhao Yaya to take him to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. That way, if there were any hidden dangers, they could take care of it in time.
"There's no need, right? I just went for a checkup with Sister Yaya not long ago. "Song Shuhang blurted out.
"You just went for a checkup not long ago?" Mama Song was holding a bowl of fried egg rice with a puzzled expression.
"Cough, it was during the sports competition. Sister Yaya came to our school for an internship, so she conveniently took me to do a checkup. My body is very healthy, there's no problem at all. "Song Shuhang patted his chest.
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In a hotel near the Sixth Hospital.
The small monk secretly rubbed his butt. There was still one more course of treatment for his hemorrhoids.
After that, he would have to return to Senior Brother Shuhang's place.
The video Doudou showed him kept replaying in his mind.
Song Shuhang clenched his fist and roared, "I don't care if you have hemorrhoids or not. I'm going to beat the shit out of you!"
I'm going to beat the shit out of you, beat the shit out of you!
This sentence kept replaying in the small monk's mind.
The small monk had a serious expression on his face. He was a very serious child. "If I go home after the treatment tomorrow, Senior Brother Shuhang will beat the shit out of me, right?"
It was scary just thinking about it.
The small monk couldn't help but look at Doudou, who was sleeping, and Zhou Li, who was cultivating with his eyes closed.
Should I try to discuss with Doudou tomorrow and not go home first? Should I go home with her? Should I wait until Senior Brother Song Shuhang's anger is appeased before going home?
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Spirit Butterfly Island.
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