My wife is a dragon.

Chapter 167 The Brave Man's Folder (4.5K)

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"Now that we have officially met, are you relieved now?"

The white car was driving on a country road.

The cement road, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was bulging with lumps and bumps, causing the car to shake.

"I've never been worried about this kid." Xia Yuanjun replied.

Under normal circumstances, it should be Mr. Xia who asks Ms. Fang this question, after all, Ms. Fang is the one who is worried at home.

But it's different in this case.

The father and son hardly communicated at home, and when Xia Li went to college, the number of times they communicated was even fewer.

Look, today, we met for a rare time, but Xia Yuanjun was still silent and frugal with his words.

Fang Xia knew the old man's temper. Although he usually looked sullen and expressionless, he actually kept things to himself.

When Xia Li's grandfather passed away a few years ago, Xia Yuanjun completed the funeral without saying a word. Fang Xia thought the old man was very strong, but when she turned around, she saw that the old man's eyes were swollen as if he had been stung by a bee.

Fang Xia recovered after seven days of mourning and faced life positively, but the old man's eyes remained swollen for a month.

When I went to work, I said I had eye allergies, and when I got home at night I continued to smoke and wipe my tears.

No one else understands Old Xia, only Fang Xia does.

He seems cold-blooded, but he is actually the most loyal and righteous one.

If Fang Xia has a sharp tongue but a soft heart, then Xia Yuanjun has a soft heart without a tongue.

"Bah, you've been so stubborn your whole life. When Xia Li was a kid, you were afraid he would rebel, so I thought it was normal for you to intimidate him a few times. Now the kid is 23 years old and has a relationship. Who knows, he might bring you a grandson next.

If you continue to behave like this, be careful of creating a rift between father and son, or between grandfather and grandson!"

Fang Xia continued to mutter, and the old man stopped talking again.

After being stuffy for a while, Fang Xia couldn't stand it anymore and rolled down the car window to get some fresh air.

Xia Yuanjun held the steering wheel and then spoke.

"Good……"

"Where's good?"

"Everything is fine." said the old man.

Fang Xia rolled her eyes at him and said, "There are no outsiders here."

"...Xia Li is a man of courage and bravery, but he has little social experience. I used to think that he would be easily deceived when he entered society. At least he would meet some smooth-talking girls who could fool him.

Now, after seeing the girlfriend he is dating, I feel relieved.”

"What do you mean?" Fang Xia raised her eyebrows.

"You mean, your cheap son who is easy to fool has found a daughter-in-law who is even easier to fool, so you feel relieved?"

"That's not the case," Xia Yuanjun didn't know where to start, but it seemed that this was what he meant.

“Maybe all young people are like this nowadays,” he concluded, then paused and added.

"That's right, I don't know what's going on at Xiaolu's home..."

Fang Xia took in everything Xia Yuanjun said.

Fang Xia got to know Lucia's family situation through indirect means.

Although I haven't heard it from Lucia herself, Xia Li has mentioned it twice.

Zhao Qin, the neighbor downstairs, has already stepped on a landmine for her... Repeatedly asking about the family situation of a little girl whose parents have both passed away and who has no relatives, isn't this simply exposing the other person's scars?

When it comes to marriage, Fang Xia will ask for details.

Before this, she had tried to avoid these issues.

As for work...

Since Lucia and Xia Li are students of the same grade and the same school, that means they just graduated in June this year.

Even her son, who was ambitious and declared that he would earn his living expenses by working part-time as soon as he entered university, has not been in a hurry to find a job after graduating from his senior year. Xiao Lu doesn't need to worry either.

Young people, just follow your own plan.

In Fang Xia and Xia Yuanjun's minds, they had no requirements for Xia Li to find a girlfriend.

As long as the girl has no problem with her character and personality, she has no objection.

"Next time I should ask her where her home is..." Fang Xia muttered.

It's not easy for the little girl to be alone outside, so it would be nice to take her back to her hometown.

"Since we have already met, we should show some sincerity. We have to go and take a look anyway."

Having made up her mind, Fang Xia took out her cell phone and started to make arrangements.

"I'll ask Xia Li's aunt how she prepared when she went to the girl's house..."

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"Press this."

"Yes, up and down, left and right, BABA..."

In front of the computer, Xia Li opened an old arcade game and took out a controller and put it into the dragon's claws.

Ever since meeting Xiaoxia and Laoxia two days ago, Lucia has always wanted to hear about Xia Li's embarrassing childhood stories.

But why would Xia Li do such a thing?

No matter how Lucia asked him, he shook his head and said he couldn't remember and had forgotten.

The Stinky Dragon was interested in his childhood.

Xia Li thought, since she was not willing to tell her, it would be okay to let her experience the happiness of her childhood as compensation.

"After pressing this button, you will have 30 lives."

Xia Li grabbed the evil dragon's hand and guided her to control the Contra character on the screen to jump and grab.

Lucia stared at the pixelated man on the screen, her legs swaying as she sat on the elevated gaming chair. Before long, the pixelated man died under the enemy's hail of bullets.

The number in the lower right corner jumps to 29. Lucia can die 29 times and can pass the first level just by lying down.

"That counts as cheating..." she said.

"Strictly speaking, it is indeed a cheat code given by the official..." Xia Li said, "There are too many cheat codes in games nowadays. Feng Ling Yue Ying can become invincible with just a 'ding'. But these are all stand-alone games, and you can play them by yourself, so it doesn't matter."

"Oh..." Lucia seemed to understand.

She really didn't understand why the hero always wanted her to play games.

Obviously, playing games is not as fun as playing Hero.

But when she thought about the idea of ​​"sharing what you like with the people you care about", Lucia could understand it.

She often feels this way.

Looking at Xia Li's sparkling eyes, he seemed to be looking forward to Lucia's comments on his childhood games.

"Is it fun?" Xia Li asked impatiently.

Lucia shook her head and nodded, "It's a little fun..."

It's not fun.

Dragons are not interested in electronic products at all...except rice cookers.

However, in order to make the hero happy, Lucia decided to say this against her will.

"You play, I'll cook today's meal." Xia Li rolled up his sleeves, happy to help.

Lucia didn't want to spoil the fun either. She nodded and continued to control the character on her controller to die.

"Take your time."

Xia Li gave the computer to Lucia and went to do other things.

I took two days off for "Records of the Continent of Aize" a few days ago, but have since resumed updating. Except for the fact that the editor urged me to submit my manuscript once, everything has been normal.

It has been more than a month since the serialization of this travelogue, but since the electronic contract was only signed in the middle and late last month, the royalties will have to be withdrawn next month.

Xia Li estimated that there were about three thousand.

After all, it's just a part-time job, and this income is already very good. If Chen Tao, a 995 social animal, knew about this, he would probably be envious to death.

However, it was quite difficult to write this record. Xia Li often couldn't find anything to write about, so he could only go to the evil dragon to squeeze him out.

The evil dragon said a lot of things, and he had to polish and enrich those saliva words before they could form a 2000-word chapter.

The recent content has shifted from the dragon's adolescence to the story of the hero. A lot of readers have been sighing and hoping that the hero will die soon.

If possible, Xia Li actually doesn't want to write about his past deeds.

Whenever Xia Li thinks back to the days when he had the sword hanging around his neck, he suffers from PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).

The more this happened, the more Xia Li felt that life here was precious.

"You didn't go out?"

Just as he sat back on the sofa, Xia Li saw Wuqi walking out of the cat litter box.

He walked a few steps, sat on the ground and sniffed his paws, then stuck out his tongue with an expression as if he was disgusted by the stink. He then walked back to the litter box and stepped on it a couple of times.

Then he came out cursing. "Meow meow meow!"

"Isn't this teaching your cotton to bury its poop? This little guy was born a stray cat, but he doesn't know how to bury his poop... If this behavior is done outside, a big cat will come and beat him up in no time."

Wuqi smelled the cat's paw and still felt the smell. He guessed that he had stepped on it. He meowed again and said some dirty words. He went to the balcony with his tail wagging, and turned on the faucet to wash his paw.

The movements are smooth and flowing.

"Meow~"

Mianhua followed behind him silently, her voice soft but with a hint of aggrieved.

Although I couldn't understand what the other party was saying, I roughly knew that this adult cat was teaching me a lesson.

"Never mind him," Xia Li went to pick up Little Mianhua, "This is your home, it doesn't matter whether you bury it or not, I will clean it for you regularly anyway."

"Meow~~"

Mianhua cried softly again and rubbed her cheek against Xia Li's chest.

Xia Li still likes cats very much. When Little Mianhua acted so coquettishly towards him, he couldn't help but touch the round cat's head.

Suddenly I felt a pair of murderous eyes looking at me.

Xia Li looked towards the small dark room vigilantly.

In front of the computer, Lucia pressed the handle hard, glanced at Xia Li, and continued to look at the screen.

Xia Li: “…”

"Go to your mother's place." Putting the cotton back on the ground, he pointed to the room without windows.

"Meow~?" Cotton was puzzled.

Xia Li urged: "Go quickly, otherwise we will both have to sleep in the corridor tonight."

"Meow……"

I don’t know whether this little calico cat really understood or simply saw Xia Li’s gestures. It walked step by step to the small dark room, then jumped onto the computer desk, quietly watching Lucia play games.

The cold expression on Lucia's face finally eased a little.

"Let's discuss something!"

Wuqi shook the cat's paw and licked it twice.

The day was getting colder and colder, and the cold water on the balcony was not heated by the water heater, so my paws were frozen stiff.

Fortunately, Wuji has also suffered a lot, so severe cold has never been a problem for him.

"You said."

Xia Li went to the kitchen and put on an apron.

Lucia's small strawberry apron looked a little funny on him.

It was too short, hanging on the upper thigh, and I could hardly tie the rope at the back.

"..."

Wuqi followed all the way, wanting to laugh but unable to.

At least the other person can cook for the person he likes...

In comparison, his cat claws with clipped nails couldn't even catch mice in the wild.

"The brave man praised by people in another world is actually cooking at home in a pink apron..." Wuqi couldn't help but sigh at this.

The contrast is too great.

It feels like a college professor watching Teletubbies at home after get off work.

"What's wrong with cooking at home? There aren't such rich ingredients and seasonings in the other world... and I've been retired for a long time."

Xia Li put the processed carp into the pan and fry it, sprinkling some green onion, ginger, garlic and seasonings on it and turning it over.

When it was almost done, he poured all the boiling water in.

The bubbling water instantly turned milky white, and the color in the pot looked rich and delicious.

Wuqi sniffed and swallowed silently.

Last time, Brother Xia said that he would not let himself eat the food cooked by his girlfriend.

Now that Xia Li made this meal himself, can I give him a bowl to try?

Xia Li turned the kitchen knife and cut a piece of tofu into square pieces, then threw them into the pot to cook.

When the water in the pot began to boil again, Xia Li turned it to low heat and turned around to ask Wu Qi the same question.

"What did you just want to say?"

Wuqi came back to his senses and looked up at him.

"Jinling, when will you return it to me?"

"Isn't this your deposit? What should I do if you run away without the bell?"

Xia Li casually turned on the range hood, half leaned against the operating table, stared at the cow cat on the ground and said.

"What deposit? You are too heartless. That thing is a divine weapon! !"

Wuqi opened his mouth and meowed.

Just like Xia Li has feelings for his own Demon-Exorcist Sword, Wu Qi also has deep feelings for Jin Ling. Without it, he would have died countless times. And the artifact is really precious.

"Are you going to use it recently?" Xia Li asked.

"It's not like I need to use it..."

"I used to rely on it, but now it's gone, and I'm a little uncomfortable."

"I don't think you will encounter any danger when you go out." Xia Li thought for a moment and said again.

First of all, Wuqi understands human rules. He knows traffic lights and at least he won’t do anything reckless.

In addition, he is a cat with human intelligence. For him, the free life in the city shouldn’t be as easy as cheating?
"Fighting... I can't win a fight, meow!" Wuqi wailed.

"With who? The tomcat outside?"

Xia Li only thought of this possibility.

Wuqi nodded.

"you……"

Xia Li really wanted to say, you are a male cat without balls, why are you fighting with other cats?

But I think this sentence is quite hurtful, so it didn't hurt Wuqi's self-esteem.

"Jin Ling's predictive ability is triggered randomly for you. Even if you use it in a fight, you may not be able to use it, right?" Xia Li asked back.

Wuqi nodded again.

"The magic power in the golden bell is very useful to me. You can save it for me. I will help you find a way to deal with the fight."

"……OK."

After thinking it over, Wuqi felt that if he just ate and drank at Brother Xia's place, he couldn't let the other party support him for free, so he just kept the money with him as rent.

Besides, Wuqi heard that the golden bell could be transformed into magic power in Xia Li's hands, which was a big deal.

After comprehensive consideration, Wuqi decided to nod and agree.

"I won't cut your nails anymore. As for other things...

I heard that the more colors a cat has, the higher its status is. I have ink at home, how about I dye your cat into a Zangbiao?" Xia Li suggested.

"That's a good idea," Wuqi said, looking up.

Why didn't he think of that?

In the cat world, white cats have the lowest social status, and ragdolls, which are held in the palms of humans' hands and called princess cats, also have the lowest status in the cat world.

The second is a cow cat like him.

Dyeing, that's a good idea...

It is more than enough to deceive cats with low IQ.

The two hit it off immediately and just started working.

A man and a cat were struggling in the bathroom for a long time.

Lucia played Contra for half an hour, but she really had no interest in computer games.

However, Xia Li was very interested in a folder called "reference materials" on her desktop.

What about 'Cat-eared Girl', 'Vampire Princess', and even... there are even pictures of 'Dragon Girl'!

I don’t know what’s going on in the brave man’s head all day long!
Lucia held Cotton and went to ask Xia Li some questions.

The pot in the kitchen was bubbling and bubbling, but Lucia couldn't see Xia Li in it.

She heard some noise in the bathroom, so she turned and went to the bathroom again.

open the door.

Lucia saw a topless man and a wet cat.

The cat was dyed colorfully by the paint on the ground...and people were not much better.

(End of this chapter)