Wen Xin pushed open the yard door with exhaustion and walked towards the two rooms of his small house with a lunch box. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the sound of the children reading aloud.

"I don't know the morning when I sleep in spring, and I hear birds crying everywhere... Mom, I really want to eat chicken..." My wife just coaxed her son to recite the letter, but her son suddenly lowered his voice when he said that.

"I'm back." Wen Xin pushed open the door and spoke to the mother and son sitting outside, just interrupting the topic just now. Looking at the sharing of a small energy-saving lamp, his wife and children, Wen Xin felt a little sour but still tried hard to raise his smile and said, "I was a coincidence in the canteen in the base today. There were people selling salted duck eggs. I specially bought two."

As he said that, Wen Xin's wife Li Yue stood up and took her husband's lunch box. There were two layers in total, with a layer of salted duck eggs cut in half on the top. The duck egg yolk was so red that it looked very appetizing. The lower layer was mixed grain porridge.

Li Yue skillfully turned on the small electric cooker and poured half of the mixed grain porridge into the pot, added water, took out a small bag of corn flour from the small cabinet under the stove, sprinkled some in and stirred evenly.

Wen Xin looked at it and frowned slightly, "Put more cornmeal, Abao eats more." As he said, he touched his son's fluffy hair, looked at the light yellow one he wore..., Ugh, the little yellow cotton jacket, and said to his wife, "Shake Abao's hair in a few days, and his hair is a little longer and tugging his eyes, right?"

"Dad, can I eat both egg yolks?" The six-year-old son gestured clearly, staring at the salty duck eggs placed on the table by his mother.

"No, Bao wants to keep a copy of her father's meal at work tomorrow morning." Before Wenxin agreed, Li Yue had already rejected her son's request.

"Okay..." Abao obediently closed the book and put it into the room where he was sleeping. Wen Xin looked at his wife on the stove and carefully put away the remaining grain porridge in the lunch box. He knew that it was his breakfast tomorrow morning.

"You don't have to do this. If Abao wants to eat, eat more. He is still young and needs nutrition." Wen Xin said to his wife in a warm voice, and said, "I know you are for my own good. I don't have to earn points when I work outside for lunch. I have enough food at noon. You don't have to feel wronged and your children..."

"Husband." Li Yue stood by the stove, carrying the light on her back and said in a warm voice, "Without you, there would be no me and Abao. I and Abao are not wronged, right? We both will not be hungry if we eat you in one bite, right? It is not good for children to eat too much salted duck egg yolk..."

Li Yue was still very persistent, so she put away the two duck eggs cut into four parts, put the cooked porridge in three bowls, and called out Abao, who was still slugging in the inner room.

The family of three was eating a simple supper around the dining table. Abao seemed to be a little depressed about the duck egg yolk. The couple saw it and finally they put half of their egg yolk into Abao's bowl.

"Dad, mom?" Abao looked up at his parents who were looking at each other. Wen Xin and Li Yue suddenly smiled. Looking at the baby's son's puzzled appearance, Wen Xin looked at his wife and told her. Li Yue smiled knowingly and said, "Mom and dad don't like eating duck egg yolks."

Abao's eyes lit up, and suddenly his eyebrows frowned and looked at the egg yolk in his bowl. But his parents didn't have it. His eyes rolled, and he used a spoon to dig up his salted duck protein one by one and put it into his parents' bowl, saying, "Abao doesn't like eating salted duck protein~"

After a warm and pleasant supper, Wen Xin was about to rest and sleep, when suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.

"Lao Wen? Open the door, Lao Wen." Wen Xin coaxed his wife and children back to the inner room and opened the door. He saw Qian Yong from the next door standing at the door with other supernatural people in the same yard.

"What's wrong?"

"There are good things on the exchange tonight. Let's go and have a look?" Qian Yong got off work today. On the way, he heard one or two psychics with higher levels talking about the exchange tonight. He planned to make an appointment with other psychics in the yard to go and have a look.

"Can we sell it on the exchange tonight? Can we afford it?" Wen Yong asked silently. Qian Yong and his men's faces froze. However, after a while, Qian Yong took the lead in adjusting it back. He patted Wen Xin's shoulder and said, "It's so bad that I can't afford it. I'll enjoy it after a look. Besides, listen to each other. Isn't the news good? Do you go? If you go, change your clothes and we'll go out. If you don't go, then our brothers will go..."

"I'll go, I'll go, Brother Qian, wait a moment." After that, Wen Xin closed the door and walked towards the inner room, changed his clothes, and told Li Yue that he would go to the exchange tonight. After hearing this, Li Yue said, "Bring some crystal cores."

"Wife..."

"Didn't the dumplings you bought a few days ago have the effect of enhancing supernatural powers? If you look at them again this time, maybe you will have them?" Although Wen Xin felt that his wife was thinking too naturally, what if there is really?

Wen Xin also took away the only remaining second-level crystal nucleus from the place where the crystal nucleus was stored. Looking at the remaining dozen first-level crystal nucleus, Wen Xin and Li Yue promised: "If not, I will never buy anything randomly."

"Okay, snacks on the road."

When Wen Xin and his group arrived at the entrance of the exchange, Wen Xin stopped and looked at a group of people with obvious temperaments from those of low-level psychics at the entrance, queuing in one by one with their ID cards, no matter how daytime. As expected, only psychics were allowed to enter at this time.

Many faces he had never seen before, but at a glance they were all high-level abilities. After all, those who had too low abilities to do some work in the base would not see those high-level abilities who often left the city.

Sure enough, Level 3 is a watershed.

Wen Xin felt that he had already broken through the edge of the second level. For some reason, he had a premonition that this trip to the exchange would make him get what he wanted.

"I'll go, this fragrance!" As soon as I entered the exchange, a fresh fragrance penetrated the forehead. For a moment, Wen Xin forgot what he was going to say. If he hadn't heard Qian Yong shouting, he would have been "dreaming" by the fragrance for a while.

Seeing all the people in the exchange moving in one direction, a group of high-level psychics surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside and three layers around a stall.

But Wen Xin could see that the stalls they surrounded were the place where the dumplings were sold. The noise was noisy around them, and Wen Xin and the others were not very brave to talk to others. They looked not of the same level and they were not too rare to pay attention to them.

Several people stood quietly outside and listened to the gossip between the supernatural beings.

"Did you buy this time?"

"What do you think?"

"Huh, didn't you say you went to the movie tonight, why are you here?"

"Don't you also say you're going to see your old lover?"

"Haha, no one can talk about anyone, it's not a good thing."

"Hey! You even scold yourself, arewolf."

After listening for a long time, they didn't hear anything about what this product was.=

"Hey~~? Can you hear me talking?" A big man with a squirting wheat came from the inside of the crowd.

"Welcome to the large-scale event of Xiaoshi Malatang. This time, our Taotie team was entrusted by Boss Mei and specially sent a truck of Malatang to our base from thousands of miles away!"

"My Cao? Malatang? Real or fake?"

"Damn, where did I come from?"

"Who is the coal boss? Where is the mine owner?"

"What's the thing? The coal seller?"

This time, through the microphone, the people who were watching the situation on the outside were shocked and discussed the situation of the stalls.

"An—Jing—Sizi~~ Emma, ​​Lao Tang, please adjust this wheat!" Jia Wei stood in front of the dining car, and the Northeastern man smiled at everyone, and an older man behind him was fiddling next to the speaker.

"This malatang soup is made by fusion of nine mutant animals' big bones, and is made with ninety-nine or eighty-one spices. There are also these ingredients for shabu dishes, which are 100% mutated and purely natural, and are a reference to the supernatural pool of supernatural people... I believe everyone who has eaten dumplings knows, especially the second-level and third-level crystal core dumplings. To be honest, the dumplings are also provided by Boss Mei."

Someone in the crowd suddenly asked, "Who is that coal boss?"

"That's right, who is the coal boss?"

"Well, Boss Mei is the star that was so bright in the sky. She is the moon and the sun, and the light emitted by us selflessly; it is her! The one who provides us with the best and best spicy hot pot!"

"Who wrote this manuscript?" Ming Yi looked at the stall and stood in a bad mood and listened to the ghost's opening remarks. He didn't know why his hands were itchy.

"Well, Jia Wei himself, he said he had been a host before." Luke held his forehead, and he felt that he might have believed in the wrong person_(:з」∠)_

What did you agree to say about mystery? Why is it a myth?!

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Wen Xin is just one of the many beings, and he just shows a person who lives in the end of the world from his perspective. So everyone doesn’t have to think about whether he is a villain, hahahahaha
Chapter completed!