Brothers who come to 17k to support the pig head, please register an account, collect it or leave a message in the book review area, so that the pig head knows how many brothers are supporting "There are two trees in front of my window, one is a pine tree and the other is a cypress tree."
Lying on the narrow windowsill, through the fully enclosed glass window, Fang Wen quietly looked at the small garden downstairs.
Two trees with thick bowls, a large area of unknown flowers and plants that could only be called weeds in Fang Wen's opinion, were all there was to this garden.
There are only five gardens like this in the entire research institute, and the one in front of Fang Wen's house is not the largest, but it also ranks third in terms of land area and rich plant species.
It's extravagant, it's an extreme luxury, and if it weren't for the government-owned research institute, it would be difficult for ordinary people to see a real plant in their lifetime.
What plants need is water, they need nutrients, they need sunlight.
And these are luxuries.
In this city, which is 500 meters underground, it is a luxury to feed these few plants.
"Alas, lonely" Fang Wen, whose biological age was only three years old, but his mental age far exceeded this number, sighed faintly.
His sighs echoed through the empty room, like a ghost in a tomb, enough to make the faint-hearted scream.
When Fang Wen was three years old, his living conditions improved a lot.
He still remembered that when he was just three months old and was taken home by the ecstatic Fang Han, that home only had two very small bedrooms and a small living room, because at that time Fang Han had just been demoted to a C-class citizen.
In dungeons, all supplies are calculated based on your citizenship level combined with your position level.
C.
Citizens, don't expect to be treated too well.
And now, after three years of hard work, because of a certain discovery of good luck, Fang Han's citizenship level has been promoted back to his original A-level, and his position level has also become a B-level researcher.
So the living conditions of the family have been greatly improved.
Although he still lives in the apartment building of the research institute, at least the area of the house is more than five times larger, and the standard point of monthly supply and distribution has also soared by a notch.
Of course, Fang Wen didn't care about any of this.
Why did he bother with all this, he didn't know what era it was, where he was, and what was going on with that ruling government.
At the age of three, he watched the news every day, but there was no useful information in the news, and all kinds of entertainment programs were endless, but there was no useful information that could help him understand the world in this era.
And his father, Fang Han, who was a B-level researcher, couldn't discuss these issues with Fang Wen, so Fang Wen held back for three years.
Of course, Fang Wen didn't care much about this stuffy gourd, he would know these things sooner or later, as long as he was a little bit older.
What annoys Fang Wen the most now is that there have been some changes in his relationship between Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu that make Fang Wen feel frightened.
This body belonged to Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu's children, and Fang Wen admitted it.
He took possession of the body, and he felt a little sorry for it.
But he had no affection for the couple, and for the first two years after his rebirth, he treated them like strangers.
When you are sleepy, you sleep, when you are hungry, you eat, and when you have nothing to do, you practice the Nine Heavens Imperial Wind Sutra.
He has now successfully formed a whirlwind in the Eight Veins and the Twelve Righteous Meridians.
Although his skill is very weak, he has indeed broken through to the seventh realm of the Wind Sutra.
After two years of hard work to have such an achievement, Fang Wen also felt that he was very remarkable.
However, Fang Wen suddenly found that he had a good impression of Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu, a kind of heat that felt strange in his previous life, rolling over his heart like a thousand years of ice from time to time, making him afraid, making him uneasy, and making his spirit more and more tense day by day.
Even now, when he was about to turn four, he felt that something was going to be mentally wrong.
He was afraid of Fang Han's warm hug, and he was afraid of Wen Xiuxiu's sweet and gentle kiss.
Damn, what the fuck is this Could it be that he really wants to become a good son?
No, absolutely not, there are many others "Alas" sighed weakly, and Fang Wen slammed his head on the transparent but incomparably strong windowpane.
Well, he admitted that he had accepted Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu.
What can he do, what can he do, there is no false family affection, just like a piece of superb honey placed in front of a bear that has just woken up after hibernation, the temptation of Fang Wen is so great.
"Dad, Mom" Fang Wen screamed in a milky voice, and then slapped himself hard.
He foamed at the glass window and whispered, "It's fucking disgusting." ” The door suddenly opened, and Wen Xiuxiu, who was wearing a white cover, walked in cautiously holding a porcelain bowl.
Wen Xiuxiu, who was smiling like a flower, shouted in a coquettish voice: "Baby, come, drink chicken soup."
This is a chicken soup stewed from natural chicken nuggets that Dad bought, oh, your favorite drink, come on, Mommy feeds you."
The little head drooped weakly, Fang Wen sighed heavily, and then he put on an incomparably pure and bright smile, and shouted in a milky voice: "Mom, I want to drink soup" He climbed down from the windowsill with difficulty, and ran towards Wen Xiuxiu with two small short legs.
Wen Xiuxiu hurriedly put the porcelain bowl on the table, picked up Fang Wen and kissed it a few times.
She kept calling the good baby, her heart was full of tenderness and sweetness, this is her baby Of course, it was impossible for Wen Xiuxiu to know what Fang Wen was cursing in his heart.
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"I'll fuck your mother, half a chicken nugget chopped into a local chicken will cost 5,000 standard points to fuck your mother, and the robbery is not so fast" Fang Wen's baby is pure and the most well-behaved baby in the world.
With a gentle smile, Wen Xiuxiu carefully fed a large bowl of chicken soup to Fang Wen.
To tell the truth, the chicken soup didn't taste very good, because there was a lot of seasoning missing, and even the most common adjunct for stewed chicken soup, shiitake mushrooms, was missing, but Fang Wen drank it happily.
This bowl of chicken soup, which was nothing compared to the delicacies of the mountains and seas he had eaten in his previous life, made Fang Wen's heart warm, his body was also warm, and even the speed of the cyclone rolling in his body was a little faster.
The chicken was stewed very badly, all the bones were carefully removed, Wen Xiuxiu used a small spoon, looked at Fang Wen's little face very intoxicated, and fed him a small spoonful of chicken soup.
Fang Wen obediently drank a bowl of chicken soup cleanly, and then, he couldn't control his body, and threw himself into Wen Xiuxiu's warm and fragrant arms, and wiped his little face on Wen Xiuxiu's clothes.
He gently hugged Wen Xiuxiu and sighed in his heart: "This is my mother who is completely different from that slut, my real mother." ” "Alright, God, I've resigned myself to my fate.
To be a human being, you have to have a work ethic, and now that I am their son, then I have to really be their son.
I'm still young, and I can wait until later.
Fang Wen comforted himself and said: "Who knows if the descendants of those bastards are dead, now, don't think about it so much." ” "Well, good baby" Wen Xiuxiu pursed her ruddy little mouth and kept kissing Fang Wen's face.
She kneaded Fang Wen's tender little ass hard, and gently slapped his ass balls, making a crisp sound. opened her mouth, put Fang Wen's little ear in her mouth and bit it, Wen Xiuxiu put down Fang Wen with a smile and picked up the porcelain bowl.
She patted Fang Wen's little head and said with a smile: "Dad will be home in a while."
You read the book first, and then tell your dad what you learned from the book today, okay?"
"Uh" Fang Wen blinked and looked at Wen Xiuxiu for a long time, then nodded in distress: "Okay" Wen Xiuxiu laughed, turned around and walked out.
What a fart Fang Wen cursed in his heart for the guys who wrote these mentally handicapped children's books.
There are no fables, no fairy tales, no historical legends, no legends of famous people, and some are just small questions and stories that can be answered with a buttocks.
For example, if a person eats bread, he has three loaves of bread, and he eats one, and he has two loaves of bread.
A couple had one child and then another child, and had two children; The children of the same father and mother as you, older than you are older than your older brothers and sisters, and younger than you are younger brothers and sisters Yunyun.
Looking at the dozens of so-called children's enlightenment books piled up on the colorful plastic floor in the corner of the room, Fang Wen felt that his buttocks were cramping.
He didn't get any useful information from these readings.
Old-fashioned shrugged his shoulders, kicked the door shut, Fang Wen stepped over the two-meter space in one step, easily jumped onto the windowsill, and reclined down to look at the two small trees that had been watched for three years.
He crossed his legs, hummed some third-rate tunes in his mouth, and his fingers shook in the air.
Just when he was proud, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, Fang Wen immediately pounced, ran to the corner of the room, sat on the plastic floor, grabbed an enlightenment book and read it quietly: "One by one gets one, one two gets two, two two gets four, three three gets nine" The door was gently pushed open a gap, and Fang Han, whose sideburns were a little white, cautiously probed in and looked at Fang Wen.
Hearing Fang Wen's crisp and immature recitation, Fang Han smiled contentedly.
He opened the door suddenly, stretched out his arms towards Fang Wen and laughed: "Baby, dad is back, kiss one" Fang Wen cheered and threw the mentally handicapped book that he had long wanted to burn away, and jumped into Fang Han's arms.
He turned his face sideways and let Fang Han kiss him on the face several times.
Fang Han held Fang Wen around the room, letting out a cheerful laugh.
Fang Wen looked at a small piece of white hair on Fang Han's sideburns, and felt a little uncomfortable.
As a B-level researcher, Fang Han's monthly income is very high.
But Fang Han was very economical, he saved every standard point he could save, and exchanged those standard points into some strange potions to inject into Wen Xiuxiu and Fang Wen.
Fang Wen understood the effects of those potions very well, after three years, Wen Xiuxiu looked younger and younger, Fang Wen's body was getting stronger and stronger, but Fang Han was getting older step by step.
He grew old at a rate that Fang Wen could clearly see.
Sighing silently, Fang Wen touched Fang Han's sideburns.
Fang Han smiled, hugged Fang Wen and walked out of the room to the spacious living room outside.
The furnishings in the living room were not bad, there was a circle of sofas around the wall, and there was a small bar in the corner, in which there were three solemn bottles of wine that were only half left.
In the middle of the living room, a flower pot the size of a human head hangs from a metal chain, and inside is a slightly yellowed spider plant - a remarkable treat.
Other than that, there is not much decoration in the living room, and the white walls are empty, except for an LCD TV about three square meters in size, which is playing music.
Several of the most popular beautiful girl groups have been writhing vigorously there, singing some empty rap songs without any meaning.
Wen Xiuxiu was busy in the open kitchen on the side of the living room.
Because after all, he was a first-class citizen and a B-level researcher, Fang Han was able to have some supply of natural food every month.
Therefore, Wen Xiuxiu has also developed a cooking skill that does not look very good in Fang Wen, but is very rare in this year.
Although there are not many dishes that can be made, that is, one or two stir-fried vegetables, a little fresh egg soup, some stews, rice and other foods, it is really rare.
The ruling government's list of natural food supplies has many options that make Fang Wen drool, but they are too expensive.
Half a local chicken costs 5,000 standard points, and Fang Wen can only sigh at the food.
He didn't know who those lobster abalone and the like that would cost more than 100,000 standard points at every turn were prepared for it, and Fang Wen was such a big person, so he only spent 500,000 standard points.
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There was a square table in the living room, Fang Han put Fang Wen on the square table, and he sat down comfortably at the table.
He kept tuning the TV channel and chose a news station.
It should be added that this news channel, Fang Wen and Wen Xiuxiu are not authorized to watch.
It must be when Fang Han is at home that they have permission to watch this channel.
Although the news in this channel is dry and cookie-cutter every day, that's the rule.
For those below the B class citizens, their access to information is limited.
Fang Wen is not an adult, he is only a vassal under Fang Han's citizenship, he has no citizenship rights.
And Wen Xiuxiu, as a native citizen, she has always been just an E-class citizen.
Although Fang Wen didn't know what the original people meant, it didn't sound like a good name.
On the news channel, the announcer, dressed in an iron-gray uniform with no expression at all, was dryly reciting a press release.
"Order No. 75 of the Ministry of Education for Preschool Children of the Executive Government this year states that all children who have reached the age of four and have reached the age of four within three months need to go to the nearest preschool children's education base to take an IQ test."
Fang Wen felt that two eyes were staring at him, he showed an innocent and lovely smile, looked up at Fang Han, and then looked at Wen Xiuxiu, who was holding a kitchen knife in the kitchen in a daze.
"Dad," Fang Wen called.
"Preschool IQ Test."
Fang Han pursed his lips.
He hugged Fang Wen hard and whispered, "Baby, you have to work hard."
On the preschool IQ test, you must get a good score. ” Wen Xiuxiu slashed at the chopping board with a blank knife, almost chopping off her fingers.
Fang Wen keenly sensed that Fang Han and Wen Xiuxiu were very nervous.
Nervous, a little anxious, even a little scared.
What's wrong with this, isn't it just an IQ test for ordinary school-age children, what's so scary about this: