Cultivation Shura Field

"Is Feifei asleep?"

"It's so late, she must be asleep."

"Well, come in..."

Then the opposite door closed.

Sure enough, Xiao Yezi entered Xu Zhe's house, and the rhythm of the conversation between the two was obviously not the first time.

Tang Lingfei gritted her teeth. She couldn't help but wonder, how many times had this happened while she was busy studying and making music, and at night when she went to bed early? Otherwise, how could Xiao Yezi be so skilled at knocking on the door in the middle of the night!

Song Xingye had already entered Xu Zhe's room, and the corridor returned to silence.

Tang Lingfei also changed her shoes, went out, and stood in the corridor, staring blankly at the security door of Xu Zhe's house, her head a mess.

At this moment, what are they doing on the other side of this door?

Thinking of this, she felt even colder... Suddenly, the girl felt her nose sore and couldn't help sneezing hard.

"A sneeze" was so loud in the silent late night corridor that you could even hear the echo.

Shouldn't they be allowed to hear it?

When Tang Lingfei rubbed her little nose and thought like this, suddenly, the door in front of her opened.

Then she saw Xu Zhe's face, and Xiao Yezi standing behind him with an uneasy look on his face.

Xu Zhe asked: "What are you doing?"

Tang Lingfei was stunned for two seconds and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xu Zhe: "Little Yezi came to chat with me, what about you? Do you want to come to me too?"

Tang Lingfei: "...ah sneeze!"

Xu Zhe: "Don't stand here in the cold. Come in and chat slowly."

So Tang Lingfei also entered his house and sat on the sofa like Song Xingye. Although they were sitting on the same sofa, the two best friends seemed to be at odds and deliberately kept a distance of more than one meter.

Seeing the two of them like this, Xu Zhe frowned on the surface, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yezi came to find her in the middle of the night and was discovered by Feifei. Of course, this was hardly a good thing. But at least, it's not caught while kissing or hugging, which gives you a lot more room for maneuver. If Feifei didn't sneeze outside the door, but went to the window and saw her kissing and hugging her... that would be troublesome.

Of course, being discovered by Feifei is not bad, but it would be the most fatal if she meets Shen Lan.

Xu Zhe suddenly said: "Little Yezi came to see me just now and talked about a lot of study matters and what it was like to be in the liberal arts class... Maybe it's because Feifei and I are not next to her. Little Yezi doesn't know many classmates, and She doesn’t have a good friend to talk to, so she feels a little lonely.”

Hearing this, Tang Lingfei tilted her head and glanced at her best friend next to her: "Lonely?"

Song Xingye couldn't help lowering his face slightly and glared at Xu Zhe. She came to see this guy just now, of course, not to talk about irrelevant topics, but to seize the time to hug him for a while and get more comfortable with him. However, this kind of truth cannot be told to Feifei.

Xu Zhe cleared his throat and continued: "Feifei, she actually wants to chat with you, but aren't you very busy recently? She is afraid of disturbing you..."

"That's not right," Tang Lingfei looked suspicious, "Didn't Little Yezi just talk to me during the day today?"

Xu Zhe: "But the chat didn't last long, right?"

Tang Lingfei: "Well...because the topic of our conversation is you."

Xu Zhe: "About me? What are you talking about?"

Tang Lingfei and Song Xingye looked at each other and closed their mouths in tacit agreement.

Birthday gifts are something that can only be considered a surprise if they are kept secret. It would be meaningless if they were told in advance. So of course they couldn't talk about "what gift to buy for you" at this time.

However, Xu Zhe realized this after just a moment of thinking.

He asked: "Are you talking about my birthday?"

Tang Lingfei couldn't help but be stunned: "You guessed it..."

Xu Zhe: "It's my birthday soon, of course I can guess it. But to be honest, you don't have to think about what gift to give me. It would be great if you can take time off to accompany me."

Song Xingye smiled and said, "That's too insincere, isn't it?"

Xu Zhe: "If you feel that this is not sincere, you can prepare a birthday cake, lunch and dinner."

Song Xingye: "Leave these to me and Feifei. We will definitely prepare them for you. However, in addition to the food for the day, you need other birthday gifts."

Xu Zhe: "What do you want to prepare?"

Song Xingye suddenly grabbed her best friend's wrist and said with a smile: "Secret. Okay, Feifei, let's go back and rest. It's time to go to bed."

Tang Lingfei wanted to ask more, but she pulled her up and out the door in a blink of an eye.

The door closed, and Xu Zhe was the only one left in the room.

He stood there silently recalling what Xiao Yezi said to him just before Feifei sneezed...

"The real gift, I will give it to you on the night of your birthday."

What is the real gift?

Why send it the same night?

Xu Zhe suddenly sat down, looked up at the ceiling, and exhaled silently.

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Song Xingye and Tang Lingfei returned to the house across the aisle. As soon as they closed the door, they started to confront each other in the living room.

Tang Lingfei showed a rare serious expression: "You don't want to chat with me during the day, so you go to Xu Zhe at night just to chat?"

Song Xingye sighed and asked, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Tang Lingfei: "What do you mean..."

Song Xingye: "If you went to Xu Zhe's house at night and were alone with him, what would you want to do? No, in fact, you did it too, didn't you? You took away his first kiss."

Tang Lingfei: "That's not the first kiss, he fell asleep and didn't wake up!"

Song Xingye shook his head: "There is no need to worry about whether it counts or not. The key is that you have kissed him, but I haven't yet."

Upon hearing this, Tang Lingfei couldn't help but smile: "Have you not kissed me yet?"

Song Xingye: "Yes, I want to spend more time with him and chat with him more, but I...can't pounce on him like you did."

Although Tang Lingfei didn't dare to completely believe Xiao Zizi's words, she couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted when she saw her pretending to be calm but with a hint of grievance on her face. On second thought, although it seemed unkind for the other party to go to Xu Zhe in the middle of the night without telling me, if it were him, he would definitely take advantage of him if he had such an opportunity.

So Tang Lingfei's tone softened: "Well, little Ye Zi... why don't you help me with my advice? I haven't figured out what gift to give yet."

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This period of time is simply...

Let me give you some popular science. In the third trimester of pregnancy, you need to prepare a maternity package, which includes disposable underwear, water cups with straws, breast pumps, sanitary napkins, abdominal belts and many other things. It is best to buy them yourself according to the list in advance.

In addition, the confinement center must be booked in advance, and the sister must be taken to see it on site, and the details of other services in the confinement nanny model must be discussed with them. And the most important thing is to take good care of your sister's emotions and spend more time with her.

I call my wife sister, and she calls me brother, because I am a sister-controller - I like to tell the truth.

In addition, the frequency of pregnancy check-ups in the third trimester is also high, and the women and children's hospital with a good reputation is really crowded, and the queue can last for a whole day.

So sorry friends, this month’s updates are going to be tough. But this week will be better than last week, because the most troublesome things seem to have been solved, it seems.

366. Chapter 363 362 A day's plan begins in the morning

366.

"Son, what do you want for your eighteenth birthday?"

Xu Zhe felt a little funny when he received a call from his father and heard this question.

The two little girls just pondered this problem. Why is it that even dad is like this?

He smiled and replied: "I don't want anything. To be honest, there is no need to buy me anything."

Xu Guowei: "You are eighteen years old. The young man has grown into an adult. Your mother said that there must be a sense of ceremony. What do you think?"

Xu Zhe: "I don't think you need to be so serious, just be casual."

The father on the other end of the phone seemed to have some discussions with someone, and then said to him: "Your mother wants to take leave and come over to celebrate your birthday with you."

Xu Zhe asked: "What about you?"

Xu Guowei: "I'm going to drive her here, and of course we'll have a meal together. Why, won't you give me a meal?"

"It's definitely okay to eat..." At this point, Xu Zhe hesitated.

Tomorrow is his eighteenth birthday, and it is known that Shen Lan, Tang Lingfei, and Song Xingye will all come over. Originally, such a significant Shura field requires a lot of thought. If parents are added to the mix, the situation seems to become more complicated.

But thinking about it carefully, it is really unjustifiable to not let my parents come on such a day.

So Xu Zhe said: "It's good for you to come, but you really don't need to bring anything."

The father asked: "Shall we cook a meal for you? The birthday boy should just stop working."

Xu Zhe: "That's not necessary."

Xu Guowei was silent for two seconds and suddenly said: "Oh, you already have a little cook there, right?"

Thinking about Song Xingye's appearance in a maid uniform and apron, she was more like a little maid than a little cook.

Xu Zhe: "Anyway, you two will definitely not be the only ones coming tomorrow."

Xu Guowei: "Understood, there are a few little girls. This is a reminder, I know what to give you."

Xu Zhe suddenly had a bad premonition: "Don't you want to give me something that I can't take out in front of others?"

My father smiled "haha", and that smile was meaningful.

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The next morning, Xu Zhe was awakened by the sound of knocking on the window.

He sat up and saw Tang Lingfei standing outside the window. I walked over and opened the window, and the girl's shouting became clearer:

"Get up, open the door for me and Xiao Zizi!"

Xu Zhe asked: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Tang Lingfei: "I'll prepare breakfast for you!"

Xu Zhe glanced at it and asked again: "Did you buy breakfast?"

Tang Lingfei shook her head: "I'm not buying it. Xiao Yezi said that I would make it for you. By the way, let me watch and learn from it."

Xu Zhe remembered that Song Xingye had said before that he would prepare a meal for his birthday. But he thought it would only be lunch and dinner at most, but was it even including breakfast?

He walked to the door of the living room and opened the security door.

The quiet girl was standing outside the door, holding a plastic bag containing ingredients. She pursed her lips and said softly, "Good morning."

As soon as Xu Zhe said "good morning", another energetic girl had already rushed over.

Tang Lingfei: "Xiao Ziye has prepared several breakfasts for you to choose from. Do you want fried dumplings, fried eggs or noodle soup?"

Xu Zhe: "There are multiple-choice questions here? It's just breakfast, does it need to be so complicated?"

Song Xingye smiled slightly and said: "It's actually very simple, and there aren't many ingredients to prepare."

Xu Zhe: "Then let me try fried dumplings. Dumplings don't need to be made fresh... Oh, they are made by merchants."

He saw the ingredients in the girl's hands. In addition to dumplings, there are also things like eggs, wet noodles, spring onions, etc. The ingredients are indeed very simple, but it is much more serious than buying buns and fried dough sticks in the breakfast shop in the past.

Song Xingye carried the bag into the kitchen and started working immediately. Tang Lingfei followed her, acting as an audience while asking questions.

Tang Lingfei: "Aren't you cooking dumplings? Why are you putting oil in the pot?"

Song Xingye: "Fried dumplings don't need to be boiled."

Tang Lingfei: "I see...what is this?"

Song Xingye: "Starch."

Tang Lingfei: "Is this a dipping sauce?"

Song Xingye: "We'll do the dipping water later. What we need now is water starch to make ice flowers."

Tang Lingfei looked at the operation and felt an eye-opening feeling: "Oh, pour it directly into the pot... You are now chopping the green onions. Are you going to make seasoning?"

Song Xingye: "Yes, I'll eat it later."

Xu Zhe stood outside the kitchen, listening to their conversation, and knew Song Xingye's operating procedures without even looking. He had never been taught how to make fried dumplings with snowflakes, so Xiao Yezi must have learned it himself.