Cultivation Shura Field

Just as the aroma in the kitchen was getting stronger, there was another knock on the door outside.

Xu Zhe's heart tightened.

Who is coming? Shen Lan? Are you going to start practicing in the Shura field so early?

However, apart from the tension, there is more joy and expectation. After all, he and Shen Lan hadn't seen each other for a while.

However, when he walked over and opened the door, he saw his parents.

Xu Zhe said in surprise: "You came so early?"

Zeng Jing smiled and said: "We got up before dawn, your father is very active..."

Xu Guowei coughed twice and interrupted: "Looking at your reaction, is there anything shameful in the house?"

"How is that possible..." Xu Zhe said, turning sideways to let his parents in.

Tang Lingfei ran out of the kitchen and said hello: "Hello, uncle and aunt!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Xingye came out of the kitchen with a plate and said with a smile: "Good morning, uncle and aunt, have you had breakfast? I made fried dumplings, you can try them too."

Zeng Jing and Xu Guowei looked at each other, and the couple's eyes were quite meaningful.

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Tang Lingfei, Song Xingye, Xu Zhe and their parents, a total of five people, sat down at the dining table. A plate of snowflake fried dumplings was placed in the middle of the table, and five small dipping plates were divided among them.

It was originally a breakfast for three people, but it seemed a bit small to share it with five people.

Xu Guowei and Zeng Jing said that they had eaten before going on the road, but after the enthusiastic invitation of the two girls, they picked up their chopsticks and tasted a few.

As soon as she started eating, Tang Lingfei was shocked: "It's delicious! The shell is crispy, wow..."

Xu Zhe also praised: "It's not bad, the heat is well controlled, and the taste when dipping into the dish is good."

But his father commented: "It's a bit oily to eat this in the morning."

Zeng Jing rolled her eyes at her husband and said, "Just a little oil, it's so delicious! Little Ye Zi, don't listen to uncle's nonsense, your cooking skills are really good!"

Xu Guowei: "I didn't say that her cooking skills are not good. Anyway, she must be much better than you."

Zeng Jing rolled her eyes and doubled up: "Are you looking for trouble?"

Xu Guowei: "To be honest, is this called finding trouble? Really, let alone you, I think it's better than Xu Zhe. Son, how long has it been since you cooked seriously? Can't you compare with Xiao Zizi?"

Xu Zhe chewed the fried dumplings in his mouth and couldn't help but smile: "It's possible."

Zeng Jing: "You still find trouble on your son's birthday?"

Xu Guowei: "I'm just telling the truth..."

Zeng Jing: "Shut up!"

Seeing that the couple seemed to be quarreling, Song Xingye couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Xu Zhe noticed the girl's worry and explained, "Don't pay attention to them. This is just the daily bickering. I'm used to it."

Tang Lingfei also added: "Yes, I'm used to it too."

Song Xingye: "I understand..."

At this moment, Xu Guowei suddenly put down his chopsticks, stood up and said, "I won't eat anymore. It won't be enough if I kill a few more of you. Son, come with me."

Xu Zhe: "..."

Seeing his father like that, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

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367. Chapter 364 363 Do you like this gift?

367.

Xu Zhe looked down at the box in his father's hand, and a few black lines gradually appeared on his forehead.

He had made some guesses about what kind of birthday gifts his parents would prepare, and the thing in front of him was indeed a guess - it was just the most speechless kind of guess.

Seeing that his son remained silent for a long time, Xu Guowei asked: "Are you dissatisfied? Are you used to this brand?"

Xu Zhe sighed: "I don't have any objections to the Jesbang brand. The problem is, I don't know how to comment."

Xu Guowei: "If you have anything to comment on, just keep it."

Xu Zhe couldn't help but glare: "Didn't I tell you, dad, would you give your son something like this as a birthday gift?"

Xu Guowei said unambiguously: "Your grandfather also gave it to me back then, what do you think?"

Xu Zhe was stunned: "Good guy, what is your family background?"

Xu Guowei also said plausibly: "It was still the 1990s, and many people had never used it. At that time, there seemed to be no ultra-thin ones like now..."

"Keep your voice down!"

Xu Zhe stretched out his hand to cover his father's mouth, which made him lower his voice.

The father and son were in the study at this time, and the door was ajar. If you speak louder, it is easy for the girls outside to hear you.

Xu Zhe asked again: "Does my mother know you want to give this to me?"

"she knows."

This answer is a bit unexpected. Xu Zhe originally thought that his mother would not agree to give such a multi-character gift. But think about it from another perspective, if my mother agrees, does that mean...

Xu Guowei lowered his voice and asked: "Of these two little girls, who are you closer to now?"

Xu Zhe: "Absolutely."

Dad's eyes widened: "What does it mean?"

"It means that the thing you gave me is of no use to them."

Xu Zhe's words can be regarded as the truth. After all, the only one who has had a real relationship with him so far is Shen Lan, not Tang Lingfei and Song Xingye. For the sake of their future, Xu Zhe didn't really plan to do anything before the college entrance examination.

Xu Guowei glared: "Your mother and I are both here. Do you think we can't understand the way those two little girls look at you?"

Xu Zhe shook his head: "Dad, please don't worry about this kind of thing. I don't want to be too deliberate, just let it take its course."

Xu Guowei patted his son on the shoulder: "It's okay to let nature take its course, but don't take his life for us too early. Use the things I give you well, and take on the responsibilities of an adult."

Xu Zhe put the small box into his pocket: "No one will be killed, don't worry about that."

At this time, Tang Lingfei's urging came from outside the study: "Xu Zhe, if you don't eat, you won't have to eat!"

So father and son returned to the dining table.

There were only three fried dumplings left on the table, and the two girls put down their chopsticks and were chatting and laughing with Xu Zhe's mother.

Obviously, the last three fried dumplings were reserved for Xu Zhe.

He picked up his chopsticks and ate while listening to the chat between his mother and the two girls. At first glance, it seemed that he was just concerned about the lives of the two girls, such as whether they were used to their parents not being around, whether they encountered difficulties in study and life, etc. However, after careful consideration, Xu Zhe discovered that his mother's intentions seemed to be It's not simple, it seems like he is testing who is closer to his son...

Zeng Jing: "Is Feifei usually so busy? I read the comments on the Internet and they all said that you have stopped moving and are lazy."

Tang Lingfei suddenly felt aggrieved: "How can I be lazy? I'm usually very busy!"

Zeng Jing smiled and said: "You know now, you are actually busier than others because you are a singer and a student. However, you will let everyone know sooner or later, right?"

Tang Lingfei: "What do you know... Oh, you mean to show your face? That must be after I go to college, it's still early. The arrangement Xu Zhe and Sister Sun have for me now is to study with peace of mind and practice my basic skills."

Zeng Jing: "You have become a big star, do you still have to listen to Xiaozhe's arrangements?"

Tang Lingfei scratched her head: "Because he asked me to be the one in the beginning."

Seeing the innocent smile that the girl couldn't fake, Zeng Jing couldn't help but feel a little emotional. She looked at the other girl and asked, "Xingye has been very busy recently, right?"

Song Xingye smiled and said: "Fortunately, I only need to learn the knowledge in the textbook, which is a little easier than Feifei."

Zeng Jing: "Are you still at the same table as Xiaozhe?"

Song Xingye: "He and I are not in the same class anymore. I want to study liberal arts, but he is still in the science class."

Zeng Jing nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, Song Xingye put away the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Zeng Jing winked at her husband, pulled him into the study, and closed the door again.

Xu Guowei: "What's the matter?"

Zeng Jing: "I think Feifei and Xiaozhe are the closest."

Xu Guowei: "They grew up together and are childhood sweethearts, that's for sure."

Zeng Jing said seriously: "But do you think Xingye is more suitable as a daughter-in-law?"

Xu Guowei sneered: "Because she will rush to do the work, it will be easier for us in the future, right?"

Zeng Jing: "Don't talk about us, I am the main one doing the housework. And don't just focus on housework. Haven't you noticed? Xingye looks the youngest and cutest, but has the most mature personality."

Xu Guowei: "Not as mature as Xiaozhe."

Zeng Jing: "It is impossible for normal children to compare with him. That is to say, among normal children of this age that we have seen, is Xingye the most mature and sensible?"

Xu Guowei thought for a moment and nodded.

Just when the couple was about to continue discussing the candidates for their future daughter-in-law, there was a knock on the door. What was knocked was not the study door, but the security door outside.

Then, there was the opening and closing of the door, and Xu Zhe's voice saying hello: "Sister Lan, you are here."

Sister Lan?

Zeng Jing raised her eyebrows, pushed open the study door, and saw the girl named Shen Lan.

If Tang Lingfei and Song Xingye still look like middle school girls, then Shen Lan is completely different. Wearing a windbreaker and leggings not only outlines the girl's slender and tall figure, but also makes her look extra dashing and has the temperament of a professional elite.

Even though he wears glasses, his face set off by his short hair is more refined than before.

Shen Lan dragged a large suitcase, first smiled at Xu Zhe and nodded, then looked at the two elders who had just walked out of the study and said, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Zeng Jing: "Hello..."

Xu Guowei pointed to the suitcase and asked, "What is that?"

Shen Lan: "It's a gift I prepared for him. Xu Zhe, come and take a look."

Xu Zhe stepped forward, flattened the suitcase, and when he opened it again, his eyes suddenly became confused. He could see that it was a heavy electronic product, and it was padded with a lot of foam plastic for cushioning. It has a square shape, a bit like a chassis, and has many accessories with unknown purposes.

But Xu Zhe really couldn't figure out what it was.

Shen Lan smiled and said: "3D printer, do you like it?"

Song Xingye, who had just come out of the kitchen, looked at each other with Tang Lingfei, their eyes particularly solemn and alert.

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368. Chapter 365 364 Father's Tolerance

368.

Xu Zhe certainly knew about 3D printers, but he had never actually played with one.

In his previous life, he had seen this technology create quite a stir online, but it was still far from his real life. He could hear about house materials, car parts, human organs, and even spacecraft being printed. However, due to cost and efficiency issues, it seemed difficult to fully popularize it.

And now is when this trend is just beginning.

"What does 3D printing mean?" Tang Lingfei, who had never paid attention to technology news in this area, was the first to ask the question.

Shen Lan looked at Xu Zhe and asked with a smile: "You must understand, right?"

Xu Zhe nodded: "Yes, I know this. Ordinary printers print ink on paper, and this one molds the material into a three-dimensional shape. After setting a three-dimensional shape on the computer, it will print it out."

Tang Lingfei: "What are you going to use the printed materials for?"

Xu Zhe: "It's all fine for figurines, toys, and so on. Traditional industrial manufacturing is assembly line products, making a large batch at a time. This is different, it is printed by a machine individually, one at a time. So if it's a small thing that you play with yourself, 3D printing is very suitable."

Song Xingye asked with a smile: "You seem to know a lot about it, is it because you want to start a business?"

Xu Zhe: “That’s not the case. My entrepreneurial idea has nothing to do with 3D printing. I’m just a little interested in it.”

Shen Lan: "Since you are interested, do you want to try it now?"