Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Regarding how to deal with the lobster, Luo Binhan and Yu Xiaorong had a little disagreement.They really dug out a half-person-high water tank and a matching air pump in the basement, as well as a few bags of leftover sea salt, a salinity meter, and a temperature gun.The chiller seemed to be broken, but more ice might have helped.

Luo Binhan didn't think of this set of equipment at first, until Yu Xiaorong asked him to go down to help carry it, and he remembered that he had indeed seen them.At that time, Yu Xiaorong was only a little bit old, running around like a puppy.Malcolm placed the aquarium in the living room, where he kept a dozen moon jellyfish.There were several late nights when Luo Binhan wandered back and forth in the living room, and then sat down to watch these jellyfish wandering around, like a group of little blue lonely souls, quietly and hesitantly looking for the way out of the dark night cage.

This feeling can only be felt at night.During the day, peach-pink or amber lights can make them look lazy, undisciplined and dull, and Malcolm jokes that they are a reflection of his way of life.He couldn't say that any more soon, maybe it was a problem with the tank, water quality or salinity, the lifespan of the jellyfish didn't even exceed two months.What was in the tank after that?Luo Binhan didn't know, after all, he didn't stay in Regenberg all year round.But at this moment he at least knew its ending: forgotten in the deepest part of the basement, full of dust, cobwebs, and insect corpses, and filled with the same unused heavy objects.

Together with Yu Xiaorong, he emptied out the sundries in the fish tank—he sternly asked Yu Xiaorong to put one of the rusty small chainsaws in the farthest and most remote corner—and then wiped the inside and outside of the bathtub with a damp cloth over again.The whole process made them both ashamed, and Luo Binhan did not forget to pretend to be panting and exhausted.He offered that they didn't have to move the tank out because that would have to move at least two more display racks full of clutter.

Yu Xiaorong raised her hands in agreement, and at the same time raised her feet - she sat slumped on a pile of paint buckets, her face was dusty, and a cluster of punctured spider webs topped her head.Luo Binhan didn't even bother to reach out to help her grab it, anyway, they both must take a thorough bath tonight.

"We should raise something more." Yu Xiaorong said weakly, "It's too wasteful."

"Don't make trouble. You wouldn't want to change the water in such a tank every now and then."

Yu Xiaorong pursed his mouth slightly, and Luo Binhan immediately knew that he had said something wrong.It is true that her patience and carefulness are selective, sometimes good and sometimes bad, but her competitive spirit seems to have been copied from Yu Qingshu, and she is not lost at all.If he questioned a certain quality or ability of hers, she had to make it happen.

"I don't think these things can keep lobsters," he said, changing the subject. "Water, salt, oxygen, temperature...the difference is far. Who knows what can go wrong, we haven't even raised ornamental shrimp."

"We just need to keep the lobster alive for three to five days."

"They'll probably turn over tomorrow morning. In my opinion, we might as well kill them all now and freeze them directly in the freezer. Let Mal see how he cooks when he comes back."

"Then they are not fresh." Yu Xiaorong protested, "And we have spent so long dealing with this tank!"

"We can still make something with it." Robin Han suggested kindly, "How about pickled cabbage?"

Regardless of whether this suggestion is feasible or not, it does not please Yu Xiaorong anyway.She obviously still resented Robin Han's questioning of her breeding ability, and insisted that she could raise an Australian lobster that had been out of water for a long time until Malcolm returned.Luo Binhan is very pessimistic about this. He once chatted closely with the front desk of a start-up company and watched her diligently take care of the bright red blood parrot fish at the door.It can be said that she does not work hard, feeding according to the amount every day, and changing the water on time every week. Unfortunately, the manpower is not enough, and the company still changes the fish in batches every month.Every time Luo Binhan walked in as an investor representative, he tried his best to pretend that he didn't find out about it, lest he finally couldn't help saying something bad about linking the "poor and short-lived lucky fish" with the company's operating conditions. joke.He really didn't want to say it, because the entrepreneurial team treated him very sincerely after all, but it's hard to raise gorgeous fish, and it's hard to do naive and romantic business.

"Things in the water are hard to grow." He said to Yu Xiaorong seriously.

Yu Xiaorong raised Erlang's legs provocatively: "How difficult is it?"

"It must be harder than freezing in the refrigerator, right?" Robin Han said. "Don't worry about it, fluffy. I know that frozen lobsters are not that fresh, but if they die in the tank at night and we don't find out until the morning, I don't care." Make sure the lobsters that have been dead for so long are still edible."

"I can feed."

"Are you really sure?"

He looked directly at Yu Xiaorong.Feeding—even if only for short periods of time—is valued in this family.In his childhood memories, Yu Qingshu never liked furry pets, let alone vigorous hounds, but he adopted Leo in Regenberg.He used to think that it was to resist loneliness or increase the sense of security, until he realized that Lei Ao was actually being taken care of by Yu Xiaorong, and he didn't understand what it was all for.His mother changed her preferences just to let her daughter know what it feels like to be responsible for a life.Of course she would have such an idea, if she found out that the last child didn't even learn to take responsibility for his own life.

"I'm sure I can keep it alive until Mal returns."

When he heard Yu Xiaorong's answer, there was a stubbornness in his voice, as if he wanted to snatch the lobster out of the arms of death.This made the scene a bit odd, as lobsters are always going to die sooner or later, just to satisfy their appetites.But since Yu Xiaorong has already said so, he can't make her desire to win disappear out of thin air.

"Ah..." He dragged his voice out, "Anyway, we have two lobsters...so make a bet?"

Yu Xiaorong immediately understood.

"I'll pick one," she said, "and put the other one in the freezer. When Mal comes back, mine'll only be fresher—which means it's got to be alive, and that's my win." "

"I took advantage of it." Luo Binhan reminded, "You have to take care of the tank all the time, and I don't have to worry about putting it in the refrigerator."

"So you can't do anything." Yu Xiaorong said, "The decision to win or lose is in my hands. I think it's fair."

"You always have some weird ideas."

"What do I get when I win?"

This question made Luo Binhan fall into thought.Naturally, he doesn't mind buying something for Yu Xiaorong, although she is not the kind of girl who is particularly keen on fashion, at least she can use electronic products and sports equipment.An up-to-date tablet or a pair of professional sneakers would be useful, but drones or skateboards aren't ruled out either.However, a drone with aerial photography may be a bit too much, and this requires Yu Qingshu's consent.

"What do you want?" He asked bluntly, knowing that Yu Xiaorong would never be polite to him, she would always reach out if she wanted it, "Running shoes? Or a new computer?"

"I haven't figured it out yet." Yu Xiaorong said, "But we can write this down first."

"It has to be something I can afford, and your mother has to agree to it."

Yu Xiaorong kicked her feet.Robinhan knew she agreed—she just wasn't happy that they had to get her mother's approval for everything.

He only thought she answered "Yes" loudly, and then asked with a smile: "Then what if I win? What are you going to give me?"

"what do you want?"

Luo Binhan originally wanted to say that he didn't want anything, but he knew that this was not an answer that would satisfy Yu Xiaorong.His older sister pays attention to the sense of fairness, but he can't really ask Yu Xiaorong to buy him things with the pocket money he earned from doing housework.

"Hmm...you sound good, brother, listen?"

Exactly as he guessed, Yu Xiaorong immediately gave him a big white eye.She hadn't called him "brother" since she was six years old, but she hardly ever called Malcolm "dad," so Robinham thought that was fair.However, Yu Xiaorong didn't even call him by his name very much, maybe he thought it was too awkward.He didn't think about how Yu Xiaorong called himself behind his back.

"Hanhan!" They heard Yu Qingshu shouting in the living room.

Luo Binhan jumped up as if electrocuted.He gave Yu Xiaorong a smug look.

"If you lose, call out three good brothers." He said threateningly, "The kind that can record."

Yu Xiaorong held her chest with her hands, pretending to be about to vomit.

"Hanhan!"

"If you call me any more, I will commit suicide." Luo Binhan said painfully.He rushed towards the stairs at the exit of the basement, leaving Yu Xiaorong to deal with the installation of the fish tank and the preparation of salt water by himself.If she really wanted to win the bet, she'd have a busy night.

He rushed from the basement into the living room within five seconds, not giving Yu Qingshu a third chance to call him.This unusual swiftness made the latter suspicious.

"What are you in a hurry for?" his mother asked, handing him a thick black plastic bag.

"It's nothing." Robin Han said.He glanced into the plastic bag, which contained several oysters and sea mussels.

"You take these to Pierre." Yu Qingshu said, "Anti Pierre. She lived in the house of Gerges, which is opposite the main entrance of our house."

"Don't let Yu Xiaorong go?"

"You just went to say hello to her. She took good care of Fluffy during this time."

"Then why not wait a few days to invite her to our house for dinner?"

"If you and Fluffy hadn't killed all the shrimp and shellfish by then, I would have invited her to dinner—but I think it's better to give her a few while it's fresh. Don't waste the good stuff."

This is the difference between the mother and daughter again.Luo Binhan thought in his heart.Yu Qingshu will divide her eggs into several baskets, and she will also pursue to do things the best, but only if the risks are minimized.In terms of risk aversion, he, not Yu Xiaorong, inherited more.But what does it matter?This is Yu Xiaorong's home.

He shook the bag in his hand: "I heard that she ate the bouquet raw. Are you sure she won't eat the shells raw?"

His words actually made Yu Qingshu snicker.A well-known local lawyer who was over fifty years old covered his mouth with his palm, and lost his composure like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

"You boys," she said, with a mixture of affection and sarcasm, "don't you understand? She's not really a fool. She's actually very smart and knows exactly what you're thinking. Listen, she's very good-looking. She's pretty, and you'll never forget it when you see her. But you mustn't be interested in her, she won't take a fancy to any man in this town. I'll tell you that."

Luo Binhan went out with a confused head.He had no idea what Yu Qingshu was implying to him, it seemed to mean this, and it seemed to mean that.This really shouldn't be—isn't he the one who knows the most secrets and holds the most truths in the whole town?At least in the matter of Anti-Pierre, he felt that he should be the one who behaved inscrutable.It is impossible for Yu Qingshu to understand Anti-Pierre better than him, the reason is like this.But now he wasn't so sure, his mother was showing real compassion for her foolish son.This situation is really disturbing.

He knocked on the door of Anti-Pierre's room with as much confidence as possible.This time he noticed a doorplate in the shape of a black cat on the wall, with the number 16 and Pierre's surname written on it.He always felt that Pierre should be a French surname, and it would not be too abrupt in Regenberg, but it probably wasn't Anti-Pierre's real surname.Does she really have a "surname"?When Chen Wei mentioned her, she only said that she was "Anti".

The door opened.Anti-Pierre, who appeared behind the door, looked much more normal than yesterday.Her hair was tied up in a dark brown spider pattern ribbon with gold leaf tassels, and her bun was piled messily on her shoulders

Wearing a deep red silk thin gown, the piping from the neckline to the hem is full of abstract colorful flower and leaf embroidery.This should be quite a gorgeous summer pajamas, but Luo Binhan felt that standing in front of him was a Middle Eastern girl who was about to dance in front of the bonfire.

He glanced at the pair of bare feet exposed under the eye robe, with pale and purple toenails embedded in the front of the dark instep, like the big clam he was holding in his hand at the moment.Now there was no longer any doubt about the matter, and it was true that Anti-Pierre never wore shoes at home.How does she keep the floor so tidy and clean while living at home every day, the secret must be very attractive to Yu Qingshu.Thinking of this, Luo Binhan shrugged his shoulders and handed over the plastic bag in his hand.

"For you." He said in Chinese, "It's all shellfish."

The other party naturally reached out and took it, without even a smile to express his gratitude.Robin Han hesitated for a moment, because common sense told him that some words were destined to be rude, but he really felt that Anti-Pierre didn't care.

"Well, Onti." He tried to say, "I'll just call you Onti, no problem? Do you understand how to eat these things?"

Anti hung the bag on her wrist and made a gesture to break open the shells, indicating that she would at least not try to chew the shells.Just in case, Luo Binhan added: "It has to be cooked before eating."

He was going back to watch the battle between Yu Xiaorong and the lobster.But Anti stared at him, and stepped aside to the house, an invitation that couldn't be more straightforward.Luo Binhan stood in surprise for a few seconds, then turned to look behind him. No one seemed to be peeping behind the living room window of NO.15, so he continued to face Ang Ti.

"Ah, well," he said, "I want to talk to you alone, too, actually."

He walked into the room and wanted to sit down in the living room by himself, but Anti threw the seafood on the table, took his hand, and trotted upstairs.The layout of this house is roughly similar to that of Yu Xiaorong's house, except that Angti seems to have placed her bedroom in the opposite direction from Yu Xiaorong's.Luo Binhan could only say "seems" because he couldn't even find a bed in this room covered with southern floral wallpaper.The entire floor is covered with a thick purple-gray plush carpet, so wide that a household washing machine can’t do anything, and so soft that a robot vacuum will be stuck in place. one.

Maybe Angti changes the carpet every three months, maybe she really can perform some kind of cleaning magic like the witch in the novel, anyway, she just threw herself on the blanket under Robin Han's stare, and then from A magnetic graffiti drawing board for children is drawn from the piles of pillows and mats by the wall.She concentrated on painting on it, while Luo Binhan stood at the door of the room dumbfounded, wondering if she had been fooled.

"...Can I come in?" He asked awkwardly, looking down to see if his socks were clean.Onti looked up at him, as if wondering why he asked such a question.She was already lying on her side on the blanket, her lapel slid down to her shoulders, and her thighs were exposed from the side opening of the silk nightgown.It's hard not to let people think about it all, but Luo Binhan found that he didn't misunderstand anything, because the beautiful girl in front of him not only didn't behave like a living person, but she didn't seem to look at him as if she A living person, perhaps more like a sparrow that accidentally wandered in.

That's easy to tell.He dared to say that anyone who knew a little bit of winking would not mistake the difference.Good-looking, but a kind of beauty that is tolerant of harmless small animals. Even if such a person walked into his bedroom naked, he would never have any whimsical associations.And this reminded Robinhan of that little love story about poor Philip Cologne.But it's so funny, some part of him whispers, so boring and ignorant - how can anyone fall in love with a foreign object in the skin of a beauty like a painting or a sculpture ?To believe that such a confession can be successful is undoubtedly an illusion born of self-expansion and abundant imagination.Listen, his mother's snickering sound was as close as it was to his ears, wandering in the corners and shadows of the curtains.

Onti stopped his paintbrush.Her neck turned abruptly, and a blank, calm face was turned to him.Luo Binhan took half a step back, as if to avoid some invisible detection.A strange fear suddenly hit his heart, he lowered his head to look at his chest, what was there to see?What was actually there was the body of an ordinary, boring human male.He stopped thinking about it, but strode into Onti's bedroom.

"Anti," he said straight to the point, "I've been meaning to ask you about yesterday. That painting of the water monster, and that stone you took away..."

Onti turned over the drawing board in her arms.The moment she made this action—maybe not even half a second—what flashed before Luo Binhan’s eyes was the image of Assabam when he finally threw him away. When the Book of Fate turned to him and showed him the unrecognizable illustration, the posture almost overlapped with Anti in front of him.The muscles in his back spasmed instinctively, and with resentment and repulsion, he quickly fled from that memory.

He has left the land shrouded in the sun forever.But at this moment, what appeared on Angti's drawing board was neither what he wanted to escape, nor what he wanted to ask.Those rough lines made of magnetic powder form a stick figure of a girl with a high ponytail.The style is very cartoonish, but it has the charm of a real person. It also ingeniously added a pair of strange eyes to her: the eye boy made up of complicated and fine geometric figures, both like cobwebs pasted on the two eye holes, and as if from the eye sockets. With a pair of diamonds.

Robin Han started to laugh.He couldn't say exactly what was funny about it.This painting is not realistic at all, but he can understand it at a glance.

"Chen Wei." He said confidently, "The one you drew is Chen Wei, your master. She is fine now, and she knows you are here... Oh, do you want me to tell you about her recent situation in detail?"

A bright smile appeared on Onti's face.Her ruthless and innocent eyes suddenly became hot and moving, like a wild cat with wide eyes, looking up at the sparrow perched on the branch.