Mo Xia put down his brush, stood up, came to the door and picked up the vegetable basket.


    He won''t talk to Guan Meng, let alone ask her to stay.


    Guan Meng walked to the gate.


    She hesitated a little.


    Then he turned back and said to Huang Si:


    "Lord Huang, I''m sorry. I''m not a maid, but a saint of the demon sect. My life will only be dedicated to the belief in the demon God, not wasted on these trifles."


    She lifted her skirt and bowed to the other side, looking dejected.


    "Therefore, please forgive my farewell."


    Huang Si opened his eyes, stood up and looked at Guan Meng.


    "Ink, no, the saint rebelled."


    Mo Xia was going to the kitchen to cook with a basket. He was stunned and stopped.


    Huang Si said, "I think because you always ignore her."


    Mo Xia shook his head: "isn''t it because her father instructs her to do a lot of work every day?"


    In fact, Huang Si didn''t deliberately ignore his dreams. He was absent-minded because he commanded the family members at the northwest border from a long distance. Because he can control the one-way information flow from the dependents to him, he can fully expand the vision of several dependents in consciousness like video surveillance, watch at the same time and command as a whole.


    Busy looking at other people''s perspectives, he seems to be closing his eyes and doing nothing.


    He sighed and said to Guan Meng:


    "Guan Meng, come back. You bought vegetables and haven''t eaten any rice yet."


    Huang Si completely forgot the fact that he took all the delicious food himself when they had dinner together last time.


    Being detained by Huang Si, Guan Meng fought between heaven and man in his heart. Finally, she was convinced by this reason. Otherwise, she would eat the rice first? She bought the food anyway.


    Then, chef muriat cooked.


    After persuading Guan Meng, Huang Si continues to switch to the hang up state. The northwest side is really related to life and death, and should not be neglected.


    At 12 noon, they had a delicious meal.


    Guan Meng wolfed down and almost bit off his tongue. Why are these meals so delicious? Is it because the ingredients Huang Si asked her to buy are really high-quality, or because the level of cooking people is high?


    Huang Si ate leisurely, still absent-minded.


    This speed gap is also caused. After a while.


    "Where''s my Silvertail belly?"


    Huang Si knocked on the plate with his chopsticks.


    However, the belly of the silver tailed fish has entered the belly of Guan Meng. Guan Meng was full and touched her slightly bulging belly. She felt a little embarrassed and blushed on her face.


    Huang Si looked at the eye tube dream and understood.


    "Pipe dream, in the future, you can either buy two silver tailed fish or prohibit eating fish belly."


    If ordinary people tell her so, Guan Mengda can turn his face and say "why", or give play to the style of her demons and let the other party see whether her knife is fast or not. But now, she dare not.


    "I see." Guan Meng hung his head, put down his chopsticks, stood up and left.


    Looking at her figure, Huang Si couldn''t help but have an impulse to cut her brain to see what she was thinking.


    He used to be either with his children or with his family members. AI people''s ideas are easy to understand. Besides, they are all designed by him. He has a clear door. It''s also convenient for family members to know what they think.


    It''s an ordinary human race, just like the ancient fossil trilobite. It''s hard to understand.


    After dinner, Guan Meng sat down on the recliner in the house.


    There are many empty rooms and complete furniture in this yard, which has added a lot of trouble to her cleaning work before.


    Now, it gives the lonely pipe dream a place to live.


    There is no annoying Huang Si here, and there is no indifferent ink. Guan Meng sits in the empty room and feels relaxed after a long time.


    It''s delicious to cook under the ink, so anyway, she''s finished shopping. Why can''t she enjoy the delicious dishes?


    For a while and a half, it seems that you can''t go back to your past life, but you still have to live. Guan Meng leans on the recliner, looks at the beam, abandons himself, thinks about working, buying vegetables, eating delicious food, and then goes back to sleep. Such a life doesn''t seem bad.


    Guan Meng reluctantly found a reason to live for himself. Then with the sleepiness after lunch, he hung down on the couch and fell asleep.


    At 2:50 p.m., Huang Si was finally busy. On the northwest border, although several family members failed to stop the extermination, they succeeded in saving the reincarnation of Lin Zhuo and sang Xiu.


    The problem is that one of them is only 8 years old and the other is only 7 and a half years old.


    What about such a young child?


    Huang Si thought about it.


    Forget it. Let someone bring it to him first. He will deal with it after seeing the situation. Anyway, he will stay here for 70 days. He can keep it for a while. At least they are also his family members. They always have to take some responsibility, don''t they?


    So, under his instructions, they took the child in their arms and rode to the direction of gravel river city.


    When it was done, he was free.


    Since there''s nothing wrong, let''s solve the problems that haven''t been solved before.


    Huang Si first told Mo Xia that he was going out to do business. Then he saw that Guan Meng was sleeping, so he didn''t disturb her and went out of the door.


    He plans to go to Wang''s bookseller to see what papermaking is like and whether other technologies have spread.


    Because the mental force field could not be unfolded and could not scan the whole city with consciousness, Huang Si encountered some trouble on his way.


    Then ask the way.


    Huang Si asked many passers-by and learned that the Wang family had several bookstores, but he didn''t know where the paper mill was. He had to go to the largest bookshop in the west of the city first.


    Then he got lost for an hour.


    Huang Si was speechless. It was definitely not because he was crazy about the road, but because the ancient people''s level of guiding the way was really poor, so he couldn''t find a place.


    At this time, Huang Si deeply missed the days when his soul was not hurt.


    It''s really inconvenient without a mental force field. Although we can still use the power of creativity, we feel that life will be impossible.


    You know, Xiaoke''s global network is a wired network. Generally, wireless transmitters are not installed. This is because Huang Si can extend his soul to the Internet at any time in the past. Now it can''t be used. Even WiFi is useless.


    With a lot of effort, Huang sicai finally found the bookstore.


    On the side of Chengxi street, there is a large pavement with a plaque saying "Wang''s bookstore". Below, there are many people coming and going, which is very lively.


    In and out of this shop, some people look like scholars, but there are also people like rich families and traders, even slaves.