Du Kang waved his hand with a smile, stood up, and stretched comfortably. He threw a braised egg that he had purposely kept beside him to Weiwei. "I just got it from Yun Jie's place. It's still warm."
"Mmm, it smells so good!"
Weiwei caught the braised egg and smelled it hard. Her big eyes immediately curved into two beautiful crescent moons. She took the egg and knocked it against the wall to peel it. As she peeled it, she tilted her head and asked Du Kang, "Xiao Pang, what were you giggling about just now?"
"Haha, what else could it be? I was just reminiscing about the past. Today, it was just like the first time I came to the dormitory. You don't know, it was a mess. The pots were upside down and the bowls were upside down. Even the paving board was covered in dirt. I cleaned it up by myself. That feeling was quite a sense of accomplishment."
As he spoke, Du Kang took off the apron around his waist and held it in his hand. He waved it as if it was a bouquet of fresh flowers.
"You're so cheap. This is the first time I've seen someone work so happily." Weiwei curled her lips and bit off half of the braised egg in one bite. She chewed it carefully.
"I like it!"
Du Kang rolled his eyes at Weiwei. He raised his head and drank the last mouthful of Sprite in the bottle. He casually put the bottle on the cashier counter, grabbed the apron and some other messy things on the table, and walked upstairs. He said to Weiwei, "Sister Chu, keep an eye on the store for a while. I'll go wash these things and be back soon."
"Go ahead. Wasn't I alone when you weren't here?"
Weiwei stuffed the remaining half of the braised egg into her little mouth. Instantly, her little mouth was full, and sparkling drool flowed down the corner of her pink lips.
Du Kang happened to see it and couldn't help but smile. He thought to himself, "Why is this Weiwei still acting like a little girl?
But it was quite cute.
After stuffing a large pile of dirty things into the washing machine, Du Kang prepared to take a shower. Just as he was about to take off his clothes in his room, he heard a sharp cry that gave Du Kang a fright. Before he could figure out what was causing the sound, he had already taken out his Octupole Blast and placed it horizontally in front of him.
"You … what do you want to do!
Bastard! "
Du Kang looked over. It turned out to be the weasel that he had pinned under the 'Golden Seal Jade Letter'. It was covering its face with its two furry paws.
"You're the one who spoke?"
Holding the Octane Blast in his hand, he moved closer and squatted down to look at the weasel who was still covering its eyes. He gently tapped its round little head with his finger and asked with interest, "Are you a female?"
"It's none of your business!" The weasel suddenly raised its head and bared its teeth to bite Du Kang's hand.
Du Kang quickly retracted his finger. He was almost bitten by the weasel, but he was not annoyed. He simply sat on the ground, holding his chin with one hand and a ballpoint pen with the other, teasing the weasel that had cultivated for a hundred years.
"Humph, a scholar prefers death to humiliation. Just kill me."
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant."
Looking at Weiwei raising her head and the weasel's expression of a martyr, Du Kang smiled happily. He grabbed a magazine from the table and covered the weasel's little head. Only then did he boldly take off his clothes to wash and take a cold shower.
While wiping his wet hair with a towel, Du Kang swayed back to his room while humming an out-of-tune tune. He took out a set of clean clothes from his suitcase and put them on. He then sat on the ground again in front of the weasel and carefully removed the magazine for fear of being bitten by this little thing.
Fortunately, the weasel did not move. It just stared at him with a pair of small round eyes, which were very lively. In fact, if one looked at it carefully, he felt that it was a little cute.
"Hey, you should at least tell me what your name is. Otherwise, how should I call you, Weasel?" Du Kang asked with a smirk.
"You're the one called Weasel?
I, your mother, am still calling for a world strike. "The weasel was really persistent in its words. As soon as it opened its mouth, Du Kang was dumbfounded.
He used his fingers to dig his ears and looked at the weasel in disbelief, "You … You know about the world strike?"
"Hmph," the weasel raised its little head again, and the mustache on the side of its mouth trembled a little proudly, "I know. What's wrong? Not only do I know about it, but I've also read his novels. There are quite a few chapters from one to eight. There's also Third Uncle's novels, which are even better. It's just that Third Uncle's novels are too big."
Du Kang was completely dumbfounded. He wiped the 'cold sweat' off his forehead and murmured, "Oh my god, nowadays even wild animals are reading online novels. She even chased after Third Uncle. Her IP is even in the natural world. Awesome, really awesome."
"Because I like Third Uncle's notes, I gave myself a name, Wen Jin. How about it?
Does it sound good? "
"Nice, nice." Du Kang nodded, but he could not help but imagine the image of a forbidden woman with hair all over her body. His body trembled, and he looked at the weasel Wen Jin again. He suddenly felt that it really did have one thing in common with the forbidden woman, and that was that it was covered in hair.
Du Kang and Wen Jin talked for almost half an hour. They talked about all sorts of things, from his third uncle's notes to Glory's Little Tanuki, from the current trend of young male idols to the tough guy that both of them liked, Brother Jing. It felt like they regretted not meeting each other earlier and that they had to fight to make a deal. Even so, Du Kang still couldn't get anything useful out of them.
The sound of the washing machine outside stopped. Du Kang looked up at the clock hanging on the opposite wall and smiled at Wen Jin. "I'll talk to you later when I come back."
He stood up, hung his clothes, and went downstairs to see how Weiwei was doing. He found that she was holding her tablet and watching online dramas. The store was deserted, and there was not even a customer. Du Kang was happy with the quiet, so he did not say anything. He turned around and went into the warehouse, took out the booklet that Weiwei gave him, and started reading it again.
"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, the heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows the nature …"
The booklet was very thin. In addition to the basic theoretical summaries and introductions at the front, there were things like handprints and artifacts at the back. Du Kang had tried to make handprints, but his fingers were almost broken, and he still could not make them. So, he decisively gave up on this option that had "no future".
Behind it was a vast expanse of nearly a thousand small characters. The paper had already turned slightly yellow, but the characters seemed to be branded on the paper. The force penetrated through the back of the paper, and the iron pen and silver hook were full of strength.
"Why does it feel a bit like the Tao Te Ching?"
Du Kang scratched the back of his head. He remembered that this passage should be a passage from the Tao Te Ching, but when he continued reading, he could not connect it.
After reading the entire text, Du Kang, a serious university graduate, could not understand it. He read it from the beginning again, and suddenly realized that the parts that he understood the first time were confused, and the parts that he was confused were even more confused.
After reading it five or six times in one breath, Du Kang almost memorized the hundreds of words, but he could not figure out what they meant. He only felt that it was too mysterious, as if every word had its own mystery. The ambiguity of a word could change the meaning of the whole text beyond recognition.