Chapter 62: Daydreaming in the Tiger's Mouth
Lou Xiao'e had a good sleep and felt refreshed, but then she woke up because she was hungry.

When I woke up, I saw the boiled water by the bed and drank it all in one gulp because I was so thirsty.

Then I saw the chocolate on the plate next to it. There was even more chocolate?

Although it is only the size of a small finger and square, it has a mellow taste.

She couldn't remember that she hadn't tasted this in several years, it felt like a dream.

Put it in your mouth, it is fragrant and smooth.

There was also a note next to it with a key pressed on it:
"There's porridge, salted eggs, and eggs in the cupboard. I'm too lazy to go downstairs to find something to eat, so I can fill my stomach first. I'm going to work. Here's the key to my room."

Lou Xiao'e was too lazy to think about it. In this weather, it didn't matter whether the porridge was hot or not.

It’s so relaxing to finish the meal.

Just a little sore from thigh to waist.

The bathroom on the floor is much more comfortable than the public toilet outside the courtyard, and she has begun to like it here.

She didn't want to go out and wander around. Firstly, she wasn't familiar with the place. Secondly, she was afraid she might meet someone. Thirdly, she was too lazy to move.

Now I can finally take a look at Wang Yuanchao's dormitory.

The bedroom is very spacious, comparable to two rooms in a courtyard house! The afternoon sun shines into the room, making it warm. The southernmost side should be separated into a balcony for convenient washing and drying.

The furniture is complete and apparently mostly new. There is also a large desk with a number of books neatly placed upright on it, and a light green desk lamp.

The room outside is the dining, living and kitchen room, equipped with pots, pans, tables, chairs and benches.

Although Lou Xiao'e did not rummage through the drawers and cabinets, it was obvious that there was no trace of other women. Even the toothbrush in the toothbrush holder stood proudly.

This place is great. You can just put up a “囍” character on it and it can become a new house.

However, there was a lot of dust accumulated in many places, so she helped to clean it.

While scrubbing, I thought, this guy is really, really...

No wonder my mother served my father so happily. It turns out that being a woman can be so joyful.

She suddenly began to understand the tone and expression of her mother when she said some things.

Pooh!
She was thinking about how to motivate that bitch Xu Damao before!

She seemed to be indifferent to the stockings, but secretly she stole them and gave them to some slut. It's true, if you do something wrong on the first day, don't blame me for doing something wrong on the fifteenth.

I just don't know what to do if I wear stockings for Xiao Wang to see...

Forget it. I can’t handle it. I absolutely can’t handle it. I’d better not wear it.

Then his face turned red.

She unconsciously recalled a poem that her teacher had them share in high school. It was written by the American poet Emily Dickinson. It was so true: "If I had never seen the sun, I could have endured the darkness."

She felt that she could no longer live with Xu Damao, and it was all because of this little nemesis.

An unstoppable thought arose in her mind: she wanted a divorce.

Then, she thought, even if they were divorced, so what? Wang Yuanchao would never marry her.

She was nine years older than him, she was divorced, her family background...all these things made her painfully recall the last two lines of Emily's poem. Her feelings now were so replicated, exactly the same.

“But the sun has made my desolation a new desolation.

"

This was probably how her life would end. In this case, Lou Xiao'e, who was losing interest, simply threw away the rag, tidied herself up briefly, and left.

When Wang Yuanchao returned to the dormitory after get off work, what he saw was half a basin of dirty water on the table, and a wet rag hanging over the edge of the basin and in the dirty water.

The bed sheet was stretched neatly, with a faint water stain in the middle.

The bedroom was tidy, but the kitchen looked half-tidy, with the place being polite at first but rude at the end, making it completely difficult to understand what was going on.

He thought that the moth would still be waiting for him at home, but he was being too wishful.

He took out the catalog of cultural treasures he had compiled and studied which one was suitable for creation to repay Liu Tuan's favor.

It must conform to the requirements of the times, and it cannot be created out of nothing. It must be inspired by one's feelings.

After researching for a whole night, I finally picked out Jiang Kun's "Fantasy in the Tiger's Mouth", which was a work produced by Mr. Jiang at the 87 party. It is relatively close to this era, and after some recollection, it should not involve any sensitive content.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and quickly found the crosstalk in the audiobook app. He listened carefully and patiently. The sound was very low and there was indeed nothing inappropriate about it.

Create a new one!
He listened to a sentence, put the phone into the space, recorded a sentence, and took out the phone again, repeating this over and over again.

This crosstalk lasts nearly 15 minutes and has nearly 74 words. After recording it, the battery of my mobile phone was at 3%. Wow, the battery level dropped by points in one go!

Liu Tuan, oh Liu Tuan, the price of this favor is definitely huge, enough for him to compose several songs!
Until the charging problem is solved, this is a precious non-renewable resource!

It was almost finished after the New Year, "Love My China" in 65, "Dreams in the Tiger's Mouth" in 66, one work per year, she is as productive as a sow!
By the way, we also need to improve our creative ideas.

So the first thing to do is to go to the zoo to collect some information.

It can only be said that the younger sister Wang Li envied her elder brother and sister-in-law who went to the zoo, so Wang Yuanchao took the younger sister to see the animals. When they passed by Tiger Mountain, it inspired her association, and the subsequent improvement...

Perfect, the logical loop is closed.
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In the courtyard, because the victim Lou Xiao'e was not there, everyone knew that Xu Damao had quarreled with Lou Xiao'e, the daughter of a capitalist, in the morning, and her butt was still sitting on Xu Damao's side.

Only Shazhu was cursing and swearing, regretting that he had left for work early in the morning, otherwise he would have gone to seek justice. Is there any grown man in our courtyard who quarrels with his wife like this?

No shame!
After Qin Huairu finished chatting with Sha Zhu, they both indignantly criticized Xu Damao, the scum among men, and took away Sha Zhu's lunch box, leaving the cheerful Sha Zhu alone to cook noodles for himself.

Wang Sheng returned home and saw that his third brother was not at home. He did not see him until after dinner, so he asked his mother and younger sister:
"Is Yuan Chao not at home today?"

Younger sister Wang Lixian shook her head and said, "When I went to school this morning, my third brother was still at home. He disappeared when he came back for lunch at noon."

Mother Miao Cui said:
"What do you want? If it's urgent, call his workplace. If he doesn't go home, he can still go to the dormitory."

She was already a little used to the third child being a bit dazed here and there. A child is no longer under the control of his mother, and the third child had always wanted to separate from the family, but how could the couple agree to a child who was not married?

I just didn’t expect that the third child would rise so quickly, which doesn’t fit in with the Wang family’s low-key tradition.

Wang Shengdao:
"My father-in-law said he wanted to talk to him. It's okay, I'll talk to him next time I see him. The third child in our family is also a monster. My father-in-law actually has a lot of thoughts about him and says he is a good candidate for studying medicine."

Speaking of the latter, I can't help but feel envious.

In fact, when Wang Yuanchao read his "Songtou Gejue" during the summer vacation, he had a vague feeling that his third brother might have a talent in this area. Unexpectedly, he really did.

His father-in-law is an associate chief physician, and among all the apprentices under him, he is probably the least capable.

But after all, he is his brother, so he can't be jealous.

Miao Cui immediately comforted her:
"You are a technical secondary school student, Wang Li is a grade-skipping student, which one of you is not a monster in our Wang family?
Traditional Chinese medicine cannot be achieved overnight; it must be done slowly.

You only studied in school before, and only started learning how to take a pulse when you came to the hospital. What can you learn in just a few months?
Aid to North Korea is smart, but its temper is too erratic, which has led to the derailment of peace.

I worked hard before because I wanted to find a job, but now, look at me, I am so lazy, ah..."

My son said he wanted to go around collecting folk songs, and Miao Cui didn’t want to interrupt him, after all, he had already passed the sixth level of literature and art.

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