"Yes, I also think it's an artificial beauty. It's not natural to look at her expression." On the issue of principle, Liu Junhao always focuses on Zhang Qian's opinions. He does not bother him, but sighs in his heart. It seems that what the book says is really right. When a beauty sees a woman who is more beautiful than him, her first feeling is not that she is amazed at the beauty of the other person, but that she tries every means to choose the shortcomings of others and further amplify these shortcomings to balance her own psychology.

Having said that, the woman's skin is indeed not as good as her wife. Zhang Qian now insists on a cup of honey water a day, and her skin is as delicate as tender tofu. Many tourists who come to visit this tour have asked her about the secret recipe for maintenance.

Zhang Qian rested at home for a while, and saw that it was almost time for the afternoon class, so she left for school early.

After seeing off his wife, Liu Junhao got busy in front of him. However, after sitting for more than ten minutes, he didn't type a word. The main reason was that at that morning, Liu Guangju only said a few words, whether to hold a bonfire party or a cicada competition was not determined, and the time was not decided.

He thought about it and dialed the phone again.

"This, why don't you ask everyone's opinions online now what do they think?" Liu Guangju's idea about summer camp has just emerged. He originally planned to discuss it with Liu Junhao when his thoughts are mature. However, he happened to meet him and said it casually, so he had no specific plans.

"Well, okay." Liu Junhao also felt that he should go to the 18th floor to collect everyone's opinions. After all, no matter how good they are, it would be useless for tourists to not buy it.

Posts like him are advertisement posts, and most moderators will delete them directly when they encounter them, but there are exceptions. The main reason is that Liu Junhao is too famous on the forum. Three out of ten of the elite posts were posted by him, so the administrator always turns a blind eye to his advertisement posts. If you say that Liu Junhao has not made any contribution to the forum, then every time he posts, many dives and passers-by appear one after another, and the forum is immediately lively. Therefore, among the many forums on the 18th floor, the activity of the rural sector has always been among the top three, second only to urban homes and fashion beauty. The former is the latest information on housing purchases in the real estate market, while the latter is a paradise for ladies, and the activity is naturally high.

Liu Junhao usually goes straight to the rural area when he lands on the forum, but Zhang Qian is different. Every time he goes online, he has to enter the fashion beauty version. In her words, even if he doesn’t buy it, he has to enjoy the pleasure.

After the post was posted, Liu Junhao found a novel online and flipped it up randomly. When he saw the wonderful thing, he suddenly popped up a message box on his QQ. He clicked a picture above that was not a human or a ghost, and followed by a sentence below: "Cousin-law, look at my avatar, but I don't have a great avatar."

Who is this person? The hair on his head was dyed red and green, and he suddenly looked like a pheasant raised at home. He didn't know whether it was painted with a colored pen or something on his face. He painted it heavily along his eyes for a week. Although someone asked him to call his brother-in-law, he didn't recognize it at first. After reading the information inside, he found out that it was He Yifan, the cousin of Zhang Qian's aunt. But it should be class time now. Could it be that this kid skipped class again?

Every time Zhang Ma called, she would say that she was a little cousin. Of course, she would have a headache when she mentioned it. This kid became more and more lawless. A few days ago, she insisted on buying a motorcycle in her own class and many of her classmates bought it.

His parents were afraid that the young man would get into a rough motorcycle and would not agree. At that time, the family was sitting at the dining table for breakfast. He Yifan was angry and grabbed the porcelain basin with soy milk and suddenly fell to the ground. His father was annoyed and slapped the kid and was about to beat the kid. If it weren't for the timely stopping Zhang Qian, the father and the father would have planned to have a realistic version of the "father-son martial arts top scholar" at home.

On the phone, Zhang's mother told He Yifan to live in Liujiagou for a while during the summer vacation. He was unfamiliar with the place here and there should be no chance to learn bad things. Zhang Qian's aunt used to treat her very well. When she was in college, she once had a shortage of tuition fees, and it was the money she borrowed from her aunt. If it were anything else, Zhang Qian would never wrinkle her head. But after hearing these "glorious deeds" of her cousin, she dared not make a promise and said she would wait for the summer vacation to see it.

"It's not like a cow b is like a stupid x, and the hair is like a chicken cousin." Liu Junhao didn't give this problem any polite to the young cousin. The key is that the child's notes are too hateful and he is a brain-dead type. What's the matter "God created the Lord* I created the woman."

"Tsk, there is a generation gap with you. This is called whether the non-mainstream understands it." The child said with a very depressed sentence.

"Then you continue to be non-mainstream, I'm going to go down." He was really not in the mood to persuade this guy. After all, this man was fifteen or sixteen years old and he already understood the truth that he should understand. Besides, his father didn't listen to his words, and he wouldn't take it seriously if he was a relative.

"Don't, I have something to do with you." He Yifan heard that he was going to turn off the QQ, and quickly typed. Don't say, this child is typing very quickly.

"What's the matter?" Liu Junhao asked simply, he didn't want to go around the corner.

"I just read the summer camp post you posted on the 18th floor forum. I want to call my classmates to go together during the summer vacation." He Yifan followed and said.

"What?" Liu Junhao was obviously stunned when he saw the lines at the bottom of the screen. He was now a little doubtful if something was wrong with his monitor.

"I said I was going to form a group to your Liujiagou to attend the summer camp..."

"I'm a little dizzy later. Are you going to the 18th floor too?" Liu Junhao was still a little dizzy when he saw this. It was so surprised that he didn't expect that the first person to contact was this naughty child.

"Why, you can't access the Internet if you are not mainstream. We are also humans and you have to eat three meals a day." He Yifan replied angrily from there.

"So you want to have a meal too." Liu Junhao said speechlessly at the end. It was really difficult to digest this information. In his impression, every time his cousin chatted with him, he would have to get into the game if he couldn't say ten words. Once he asked him to help him get some cards. If he talked about other topics, the naughty child would either pretend not to hear it or he would ignore it.

"Is nonsense okay? I'll have to form a team later." Within ten sentences, the boy showed his true face again.

"Okay, that's OK. But do you have the ability to organize?" Liu Junhao doubted how many people like him who often don't mess in the class would like to listen to him.

"I underestimate people too much. I have a good relationship with the boss of our club. With just one sentence, I will immediately pull forty or fifty people to you."

"Society?" Liu Junhao was shocked when he saw this word. This naughty child would not be so stupid as to join any organization. He quickly told Aunt Zhang Qian that it would be too late to wait for problems.

"Yes, there are one or two hundred people in our school's game competition club. I can say something good in it."

Seeing the line of words above, Liu Junhao finally felt relieved. This naughty child didn't speak clearly, which was always shocking.

"Okay, if you really can organize it, we will definitely welcome you. Others can't guarantee it, but when I come to me, watermelon will definitely be yours." He Yifan's words always make people feel bragging, but after he finally did something serious, Liu Junhao naturally had to speak up and express his support.

"Then let me say that, please notify me when the summer camp starts."

After closing the dialog box, Liu Junhao refreshed the page on the 18th floor. As expected, more than a dozen people had responded to the new post he posted. He looked at the options inside and chose to touch cicadas. Of course, there were many people who wanted to participate in the bonfire party, and some people were asking for swimming competitions below.

After all the busy things, he moved a chair and sat in the yard.

"Zhizi" When the monkey saw the owner's free time, he immediately jumped to his side, holding a big peach in his hand and chewed hard. Liu Junhao's face was full of resentment when he saw the peach. The peach was completely ripe, as big as a teacup mouth, and it was particularly tempting. Almost everyone who came to the yard would be attracted involuntarily, and some even offered to buy it. But after tasting, they kept shaking their heads. It was a bit sweet and sour before it was ripe. When it was ripe, it didn't taste much. There were so many people who tasted it, and everyone knew that there was a strange peach tree in his yard. Many people even stood under the peach tree to take photos.

Having said that, from the appearance alone, this peach is really confusing.

Liu Junhao asked the old man in the village for asking about the reason, but he couldn't explain the reason clearly. Master Liu Wu gave an ambiguous answer, saying that the taste was like the lump peaches in the mountains before, and the peach tasted like sawdust. Even Professor Zhao, an expert who has been working on fruit cultivation for a lifetime, could not give an accurate answer, but only said that it might be a mutation.

The reason cannot be found, and Liu Junhao is even more certain that it is a side effect of the stone lock. It seems that the spring water and peaches are in conflict. If you plant peach trees at home in the future, you must not water the spring water.

No one eats peaches, but Wukong eats them deliciously. He started picking them since he was crispy, and there are not many left on the trees now.

After a while, this guy ate a big peach into his stomach. The peach pits did not throw them away as usual, but placed them in front of the monkey's nest in a regular manner. I don't know what it is for storing them. Most of the animals in the yard have the habit of collecting them. The little skin likes to hide bones, and the kitten likes to bury fish in the sand. The magpies are not a fuel-efficient lamp. Last year, they hid a lot of dates in the firewood stack without saying a word.

A big peach still did not satisfy the monkey, and it quickly set its sights on the duck pears in the yard. The guy did not eat alone, so he climbed onto the tree to pick two pears, then put them in a wooden basin to clean them, and one of them was handed to the owner as he was pleased.

The man who eats someone's short mouth and the man's soft hands. Seeing Wukong's appearance, Liu Junhao is embarrassed to scold him for being greedy.

"July walnuts and pears in August, and September persimmons are yellow in skin" generally refers to the lunar calendar. It is only the end of June of the lunar calendar, and the pears should not be eaten. However, seeing the monkey holding them so happily, Liu Junhao couldn't help but take a bite.

First, it was a little bitter, and then a cool honey spread in his mouth. The taste seemed very good. Liu Junhao, who had been depressed by peaches for a long time, finally showed a little smile. However, he quickly remembered the problem of pear core and quickly bite the flesh. It was not until the third mouthful that he bit the core. Fortunately, the pear tree was relatively normal. If there was another big pear core, he would have to cry.

These days, watermelons are a bit annoying to eat, and it is also good to change the taste. Liu Junhao tried to get rid of the pears as big as duck eggs and entered his stomach. It was hot in the afternoon, and a lot of sweat appeared on his forehead. A pear did not quench his thirst at all. He looked at the green grapes on the grape rack. The grapes were not as big as glass beads a few days ago, but now they were hanging heavily on the rack. In addition, the thin layer of frost on the outside looked like agate.

The grapes are also ripe in the last month. Since pears can be eaten, this thing is probably a precocious variety.

"Wukong, grape!" He called out to his own monkey and pointed his hand at the grape trellis.

"Zhizhi..." The guy seemed to not understand, turned his head and screamed at him.

"Grape" he pointed at the largest bunch of grapes and made a move to stuff it into his mouth.

Now the monkey understood, and his body quickly moved to the grape rack. His tail hooked the beam and caught the moon. Seven or eight grapes had fallen into its hands.

After picking the grapes, Wukong did not steal them, but sent them all to the owner's hands, and then looked at him with his little eyes blinking.

"I finally didn't raise you in vain. I knew there was something good to keep for my master." Liu Junhao touched its head with great relief, and then wiped the frost from the grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hiss..." He suddenly felt a heavy blow on his cheek, and half of his face was instantly numb. After two or three seconds, a sour feeling that made him tremble spread from his teeth.

"I x..." Liu Junhao jumped up from the chair. The grapes were too sour. He vomited a few mouthfuls to clean the grapes in his mouth, and then rushed into the room and gulped in the cold boiled water. Only then did he feel his teeth recover.

"Squeak..." Wukong jumped on the ground when he saw the master's appearance. Look at his appearance, he was obviously gloating!

Liu Junhao also understood that the monkey killed this day was no wonder that it picked no grapes and stuffed them all into his hands. He was so dizzy that he thought it had changed his temperament. You should know that this guy always hid good things in the monkey nest and ate them secretly when he took the initiative to stuff them into his owner's hands.

"Wukong, come here." When Liu Junhao saw that this guy was still jumping there, he became angry.

"Squeak..." Hearing the owner's scream, the monkey retreated further.

"Come here, come here to eat dates for you." Liu Junhao tried his best to tempt.

"Zhizhi..." The guy didn't lean forward without saying anything, and the monkey had clearly disbelief.

He really failed in life, and now he can't even cheat monkeys! In the end, he could only give up the idea of ​​teaching Wukong a lesson in extreme depression.

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Chapter completed!