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Chapter 3 Picked Up

"Brother Bingkun, what are you doing?" Wang Zhong met Qiao Chunyan on the way just after he left the house for a while.

I just don't know if it's a real chance encounter or I'm deliberately blocking Wang Zhong here.

Qiao Chunyan was wearing a floral padded jacket with two twisted braids. She looked delicate and unpainted, she was a beauty.

"Nothing, just wandering around!"

Qiao Chunyan grabbed the two braids, curled her hair with her fingers, and said with a smile on her face, "It happens that I'm fine, so I'll go with you!"

"In broad daylight, it's inconvenient for lonely men and widows!" This girl is quite good-natured now, outgoing, enthusiastic, big-hearted, and has a good heart.

"What's the inconvenience!" said Wang Zhong's bicycle, ready to sit on the back seat.

Wang Zhong held her back: "It's really inconvenient, I haven't talked to anyone yet, if I want to take you with me, people might misunderstand me!"

Wang Zhong went straight to the point. Anyway, his mission was Zheng Juan, and it had nothing to do with Qiao Chunyan. Wang Zhong was not conceited enough that he could make many women follow him willingly, regardless of status.

"Misunderstanding is a misunderstanding! I just don't have a partner." To be honest, Qiao Chunyan's face is as shameless as it is, and she is several blocks away from her original body.

If this was in the previous life, there was such a girl rushing to post back, Wang Zhong would definitely follow, but at this time, messing with the relationship between men and women is a bad thing, Wang Zhong is not so bold.

"Hey! Aunt Qiao, why are you here?" Wang Zhong suddenly looked behind Qiao Chunyan in surprise.

Qiao Chunyan subconsciously let go of her hand and turned around to look. There was a vast expanse of whiteness, not even the shadow of her mother. Before she could react, Wang Zhong had already rushed out.

"Yeah!"

Qiao Chunyan was so angry that she stomped her feet, pointed at Wang Zhong and shouted, "Zhou Bingkun, wait for me!"

A gesture of swearing not to give up until you get your hands.

Perhaps it was as high as [-] points, more than half of the benefits brought by the basic attribute 'God' of ordinary people. Wang Zhong only felt that his mind was clear. Even if he integrated Zhou Bingkun's consciousness, it was easy. Even his thinking seemed to be much more flexible than before.

Some vague memories of the past also emerged one after another.

After calling out the virtual panel, after thinking for a long time, Wang Zhong made a decision.

I don't know which skill to click for the time being, so let's leave it for now.

Of the ten attribute points, four points are on 'God', three points are on 'Speed', and the remaining three are all on 'Body'.

Wang Zhong's attribute panel has also changed.

Name: Wang Zhong (Zhou Bingkun)
Age: Seventeen

Body: 12
Force: 8
Speed: 13
God: 20
技能：厨艺（lv2）、散打（lv2）、书法（lv2）、驾驶（lv2）、建筑（lv2）、英语（lv1）

Potential Points: 0
Skill Points: 10
System Points: 100
The peak value of basic attributes for ordinary adults is 10. Of course, there are exceptions for some talented people, such as special soldiers, soldier kings, or those who have been struggling since childhood.

The time on the road just passed.

Just after the New Year, there are quite a lot of people around the cinema, most of them are young people in their 20s, [-]s and [-]s, and there are quite a few people with children.

Not far from the entrance of the cinema, there are many people around. Both men and women are dressed thickly, and there is no shortage of hats, scarves, coats, and gloves.

Zhou Bingkun parked his car and got up there. In the crowd, there was no Zheng Juan as he expected. There was only an old lady wearing a worn-out padded jacket and a scarf and gloves. Like an old man in his 70s or [-]s.

The movie was about to start, and there were fewer people around. Wang Zhong walked over, took out his pocket, and took out a huge sum of fifty cents.

"Auntie, how do you sell this candied haws?"

Mother Zheng looked up and saw a young boy, with a smile on her face: "Two cents a bunch, young man, how many strings do you want?"

"Let's have two skewers first!"

Wang Zhong took out a dime and handed it over.

Mother Zheng smiled brightly: "Okay!" Another four cents came in.

He took off two bunches of candied haws and handed them to Wang Zhong, and got the money.

Wang Zhong took a bite. The candied haws were coated with a layer of sugar, sour and sweet, and tasted very good.

Wang Zhong gave a thumbs up while chewing.

"There's nothing to say about the candied haws."

A bunch of six all went into Wang Zhong's stomach, and he took out another dime and handed it over: "Give me five more skewers, and bring them back for parents to taste."

Seeing the money Wang Zhong handed over, Zheng's mother froze for a moment, then smiled even more happily: "Okay!"

"Young man, wait a minute." Mother Zheng's movements were swift.

It's a pity that I didn't see Zheng Juan, but it's good to see Mother Zheng, at least to get acquainted first.

Mother Zheng also thoughtfully gave Wang Zhong half a newspaper, which was used to wrap candied haws. With the candied haws, Wang Zhong pushed on the bicycle and went out for a stroll without going home.

The optical film is located in the outskirts of Jichun City. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a suburb. According to the memory left by Zhou Bingkun, Wang Zhong simply walked around the main streets of Jichun City.

Wang Zhong is from the south, but he has traveled to the north a few times, but he has never experienced the winter in the north, especially in the northeast. Counting nine cold days can really freeze people to death.

It's also due to the fact that it is only the soul wearer, if it is worn, it is estimated that Wang Zhong has not yet started to experience life, he will be frozen to death alive.

As the evening approached, Wang Zhong rode his bike home and went to the cinema to have a look. Unfortunately, Mrs. Zheng had already left. Presumably because the cinema was crowded and business was good during the Chinese New Year, the candied haws were all sold out.

Wang Zhong wasn't bothered, it was still a long time, he wasn't in a hurry, the most important thing right now was to take care of the Zhou family's own mess.

"Bingkun is back!"

"Hey! Grandpa, have you eaten yet?"

"Auntie, have you eaten yet?"

The neighbors along the way are very friendly, and Wang Zhong's mouth is also sweet. After a long time, he has begun to get used to it.

Put away the bicycle in the yard, lock it, and enter the door, a sense of warmth rushes over your face.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Li Suhua was busy working by the stove, when she heard the voice, she straightened her body and went straight to meet her, "You child, where did you die, you haven't seen anyone all day."

Wang Zhong grinned, took off his military coat, hat, and gloves, took the candied haws wrapped in newspapers in his hand, and gathered in front of Li Suhua: "Look, what I brought you!"

As soon as Li Suhua got it, he felt something was wrong. When he opened it, he saw five sticks of candied haws. He immediately became angry: "You prodigal son, why waste this money!"

He even hit Wang Zhong once.

Wang Zhong chuckled: "Isn't this a coincidence, just for you and Dad to try it too."

Although he blamed his son for wasting money, Li Suhua couldn't hide the smile on his face, the old lump knew how to respect himself.

Putting away the candied haws, Li Suhua leaned close to Wang Zhong's ear and whispered a reminder: "Don't let your father see it, he is angry now, be careful to beat you again."

"Why beat me up!" Wang Zhong said with an innocent face, "It's not me who made him angry."

Li Suhua glared at Wang Zhong, "It's not all about you!" Keeping his expression darkened, he sighed.

"Mom, my dad is unreasonable, you can't learn from him!"

Li Suhua rolled his eyes for a while.

"Where's my brother?"

"Persuading your sister in the back room!"

"Come on, I'm not going to get in my dad's eyes, so that he won't be upset and angry when he sees me!"

"I'll go and see Zhou Rong!"

"That's your sister!"

Wang Zhong showed a smiling face, and ran to the back room in a flash.

The door was unlocked and opened with a push. Zhou Bingyi was sitting on the edge of the kang, and Zhou Rong was lying on the kang, her head resting on the pillow.

"Ouch! They were all born to the same mother, the treatment is really different."

"Sometimes I really wonder if I picked it up."

"If it were me, I guess it would be difficult to even get out of bed this time!"

Wang Zhong looked at Zhou Rong and said in a strange way, if this matter was left on Yuanshen, if he didn't beat Yuanshen half to death, then it wouldn't be Zhou Zhigang.

Hearing Wang Zhong's voice, Zhou Rong, who was lying on her stomach just now, stood up suddenly.

Full of anger.

(End of this chapter)