It's a bit like... hodgepodge? Or oden? But it doesn't feel exactly the same.

This soup looks very viscous, and seems to contain gluten, meat, black fungus, tofu skin, etc. The color is slightly lighter than that of the yellow skin sauce. Just looking at the appearance, my first reaction to this breakfast is "a thick soup with a lot of ingredients."

"Little sister, would you like a bowl?"

Perhaps noticing my gaze, the couple selling spicy soup took a bowl enthusiastically and said, "It's delicious. I'm not kidding you. We're here every morning. If you like it, you can come often."

"Oh……"

I nodded: "Then... two bowls."

I'm on my period these days, so I definitely can't eat spicy food. But Yin Xiamo and Elodie at home are different, especially Elodie. She is an expert at eating spicy food, so it should be no problem if I buy her one.

"Come again next time!"

After packing two bowls of spicy soup, I walked to the vendor selling dumpling skins and dumpling fillings and bought enough fillings for three people.

When I returned to the house with bags, I saw that Yin Xiamo was really helping with cleaning the house as she promised.

“Is this a dumpling?”

Seeing me take the dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings to the kitchen, Yin Xiamo came over curiously and asked, "Are they mushroom dumplings?"

"No, there's minced pork with leeks and minced pork with cabbage, and one with shrimp."

I found this guy's cautious look a little funny: "Why do you have such a big problem with mushroom dumplings?"

"Last year or the year before last, the owner of a grocery store gave me a bag of cooked dumplings. The mushrooms tasted weird, as if they were rotten. I have a psychological trauma..."

"The grocer?"

I took the dumpling wrappers and stuffing to the living room and started wrapping them one by one. "Come to think of it, I don't think I've heard you mention them very often. How do those two treat you?"

“I don’t know how to describe it.”

Yin Xiamo sat down next to me, put the spicy soup into a large bowl, and untied the knot of the bag: "I've only worked this job... Is this for drinking?"

"I don't know, maybe you should drink it, or try using a spoon?"

I put the dumplings on the plate next to me. "Two thousand five hundred yuan a month?"

I learned the skill of making dumplings in high school.

Or rather, almost all the children in the orphanage where I was at that time knew how to do it.

The welfare home could not afford the food, clothing and textbook expenses of so many children just by relying on the subsidies from the Kamihama City Government. So when we came back from school, during winter and summer vacations and long holidays like May Day and National Day, we would be sent to work in the welfare home to "subsidize" it.

Some of these jobs involve watching over a store, some involve helping to move things, and some involve working on an "assembly line" such as making dumplings and removing chicken bones, which do not pose any danger.

Anyway... after the summer vacation, the children in our welfare home would be sent to these small workshops, such as the dumpling workshop. There would be a special person in charge to "train" us and teach us how to make dumplings. After we learned, we would be allowed to "work" directly on the assembly line. The finished dumplings would be sterilized, quick-frozen, packaged, and then labeled with "authentic handmade dumplings" and put on the market for sale.

At that time, kids who made dumplings well and quickly could get a certain commission. In order to make money to buy food, I worked hard to improve my skills. As a result, now I don’t even bother to buy ready-made dumplings on the market. I have to buy the dumpling skins and fillings and make them manually.

"Yes, two thousand five hundred a month. There is a fast food restaurant near the grocery store, and two steamed bun shops. I can eat a full meal for more than twenty yuan a day. Add the rent of several hundred yuan here, and I can save about one thousand yuan a month."

As I watched, Yin Xiamo took a sip of the spicy soup she had bought and spoke incoherently, "Is this salary very low? I... umm, I heard from Ouyang Xue that it was very low."

"The basic salary at the coffee shop is 4000. Compare it."

I quickly wrapped a large plate of dumplings and took the plate to the kitchen and put it in the steamer.

"Generally speaking, the salary for a grocery store clerk is about 3000, but you... do you work from 9 a.m. to what time at night?"

"eight pm."

Yin Xiamo thought for a moment and said, "I used to work the night shift, but I didn't like it, so I've been working the morning shift ever since."

Working from nine in the morning to eight at night, with a monthly salary of two thousand five hundred, this is really... the current situation in today's society.

How to say it, although this job pays low, requires 11 hours a day, has no social insurances and one housing fund, and no labor contract, most people can do work like clocking in and out of a store, and jobs that "anyone can do" are destined to have no "high salary".

Anyway, no academic qualifications or experience are required, "if you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it."

“Smells so good.”

At this time, Elodie, still dressed in her nightgown and white silk, came downstairs and asked, "Did you buy the spicy soup?"

"Ah."

Looking at Elodie's asymmetrical white silk stockings, I was a little curious: "Boss, do you wear these socks to sleep?"

Some people have poor physical constitutions, their feet are easily cold, or they like to kick off the quilt. Such people will choose to wear socks to sleep, which is fine, but stockings...are they usually worn with a small skirt to show off the legs? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to wear stockings to sleep?

"Oh...you're talking about this."

After I reminded her, Elodie noticed that her left sock had fallen to her knee: "I forgot to take it off before going to bed at night."

"Forgot...to take it off?"

“There are too many black mosquitoes.”

Elodie stretched, sat down on the table without any hesitation, and took the spicy soup: "Are there no mosquitoes in your place?"

"what……"

I quickly explained: "She and I both showered and went to bed right after returning home, so we just hung up the mosquito net."

I don’t know if something happened in the editorial office or if Elodie forgot, but she didn’t “go to the coffee shop to apply for a maid job” as she mentioned last night. When Yin Xiamo and I came back, we saw her staying alone in the room without making any noise, and we thought she had broken up.

"When I play games at night, I sit on the computer chair and my feet are covered with mosquito bites. I have to wear longer socks."

Elodie pulled up her left knee-length sock a little: "I got sleepy while playing games, so I went straight back to bed and slept without taking off my socks."

Is there such a saying? Stockings repel mosquitoes?

No wonder Elodie looked disheveled and with one sock higher than the other every time she came out of the house in the morning these few days.

"You bought this bowl of spicy soup at the main entrance, right? There's a couple's stall."

After just one sip, Elodie showed a slightly happy expression: "Next time you buy this, ask them to make it more spicy."

"Drinking spicy food so early in the morning?"

"got used to."

Elodie took out her cell phone and said, "Give me the payment code. You brought me so much food..."

"no need."

I waved my hands quickly: "It's not that expensive."

You can provide me with such a quiet house to live in, buy me skin care products and cosmetics, and not charge me for water and electricity. This is already a great help. It's nothing for me to cook and bring breakfast every day.

"Really……"

Seeing that I was clearly rejecting her, Elodie didn't force me to do it. She drank the spicy soup and sighed softly, "I had a voice call with my love last night."

Love?

Seeing that the time for cooking dumplings was almost up, I went to the kitchen, took out the cooked dumplings, and placed them on the classroom dining table: "Is that why you didn't go to the coffee shop?"

Love is a word that often appears in fairy-tale online games. It is most commonly used by players of games like "Jian Wang 3", "Ni Shui Han" and "Tian Ya Ming Yue Dao". It can be simply understood as "game lovers".

As early as the first day I moved here, I heard that Elodie loved playing online games and had a love affair online.

"My profession in the game is a husky, and my love interest is a chick. We both said we were men, and then we formed a love interest in the game. Others thought we were gay, and I also thought... that my little yellow chicken love interest was a man."

Elodie said while eating spicy soup: "We have known each other for several years. We agreed to have our first voice call last night. After the voice call, I found out...my soulmate is a girl."

what?

I was eating dumplings while I heard this and found it a little bit unbelievable.

Isn't this usually the kind of plot that appears in novels?

"It doesn't matter if you're male or female. At most, it's just danmei turning into yuri. I'm not the kind of person who is obsessed with gender. It's mainly about my relationship..."

After finishing the spicy soup in her hand in one gulp, Elodie said with an expression as if in a dream: "We know each other in real life."

"Ok?"

I became even more curious: "Who is it?"

"Lan Jiajia."

"Eh?"

When I heard this name for the first time, I asked, "Is she your real friend?"

"Not really a friend, you know him too."

Elodie was silent for a while: "She is an editor at Pineapple Bun, codenamed Rabbit."

ha?

Rabbit... and Elodie are a couple who have known each other for several years in the game?

So what have you been doing these past few years? No chat, no chatting about life, no talking about your career... just playing games?

"The editor rabbit's name is Lan Jiajia?"

The image of the "gentle and virtuous" older sister from the comic convention before flashed in my mind: "It can't be such a coincidence? This...you two can even run into each other while playing games?"

According to my experience, the proportion of women is the lowest in games involving gun battles, naval battles, and especially those related to machinery and mechas. For example, in World of Warships, World of Tanks, or CS:GO, especially EVE, you can hardly find a female player.

However, the gender ratio in dress-up and development games, ancient style fairy tale games, and dance games is reversed. For example, Miracle Nikki, Audition, and the game "Jian Wang Qingyuan Online 3" played by Elodie are online games with a relatively high proportion of women. The forum of this game is even known as a super gossip gathering place. Almost every day there are "gossip" posts about mistresses cheating in love triangles, women pretending to be men to cheat money, and old players pretending to be novices to cheat their masters for gifts.

Elodie and Tuzi are both editors. They are both exposed to the two-dimensional world. They are women who can understand and accept the contemporary youth online game culture. Generally speaking, the probability of girls like this playing fairy-tale online games is very high, but no matter how high it is...it is too coincidental that two people who are destined to be together know each other in real life.

“I find it incredible, too.”

After finishing the last few mouthfuls of the spicy soup, Elodie looked at me and seemed to notice the clothes I was wearing: "Are you going out today too?"

"Yes, I want to go to my previous rental house and sort out the untidy things and tidy up the house."

I felt full after eating only a small plate of dumplings, so I took the soy milk beside me and drank it. "There may be more things to do recently."

After I finished cleaning the rental house, it was almost time for Lu Xinjian to drive over. I would go to the hospital with him to visit the daughter. I remember her name was Lu Xinmeng. I would just chat with the little sister.

I don’t know how the father will introduce me when the time comes.

She's the sister of the man who donated his heart to you - is that so?

Not really. At that time, Lu Xinjian would probably say that this is Dad’s good friend and that she helped a lot during your illness, or something like that.

And I am also very curious about who the girl of death donated her organs to.

This kind of thing would be very easy to investigate if you had connections like Lu Xinjian.

"You...why are you looking at me?"

Perhaps noticing that I was looking at her, Yin Xiamo on the other side looked a little guilty: "Be careful outside."

"know."

After drinking the soy milk, I took the rabbit backpack filled with various daily necessities: "Then I'm going out."

"Well, goodbye Noer."

"Bye, little pet!"

I took the elevator downstairs, walked along the path outside to the Ring Road, entered the subway station, and bought a ticket back to the "Snail House Apartment".

On the way, I took some time to look at the information of my various QQ groups. Except for the reader group that was still discussing "The loli maids in the cat cafe in Kamihama City are so cute", "I must ask an uncle to lead the way when the time comes", and "When will the group leader post women's clothing", most of the groups were quite normal.

[Why are you always thinking about me, an old man, wearing women's clothes?]

[Really, don’t come to Kamihama. The loli photo you posted was photoshopped, you know? It’s high-resolution, it’s definitely not pretty.]

[Listen to me, read carefully. My new book is about to enter the new book period. I will recommend it then. Please give me some monthly votes. Don’t let the editor think that I have been writing books for several years but am still a lazy person.]

After replying to some individual messages in the group, I switched to the novel software and started writing.

Then comes the quiet time of typing and saving drafts in the subway.

"..."

Half an hour later, I came out of the subway station and followed the familiar route back to Room 301 of Building of the Snail House Apartment.

"Ding ding ding". I entered the password and opened the door. A faint smell of detergent mixed with wooden furniture wafted towards me from the house that had been almost moved.

Let me see... there are still quite a few things with awkward uses that have not been moved away, such as all the towels, toothpaste and toothbrushes that I used when I was an uncle, as well as the detergents and toilet cleaners in the kitchen.

There is also a computer desk next to the bed, and on the bookshelf next to it are a lot of small items, such as small notes and notebooks that the uncle used when he was a student.

I began to sort and pack these daily necessities that were theoretically useless and put them into trash bags.

This...is a certificate from college.

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