Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 419 Old Land (2)

When people get angry, they even scold themselves. Han Qiu believes that nothing can be accomplished without scolding himself.

The so-called "examine yourself three times" means scolding yourself several times. The more you scold yourself, the faster you will wake up.

Mr. Han calls this... being a slut!

"If you have anything else to tell me, hurry up and tell me now while I believe everything." Han Qiu urged, "This is the best time to lie to me. If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever."

"Why would I lie to you when I have nothing better to do? Besides... I don't know what else to say. You can only know if you ask me!" said Mr. Han.

"You are a robot. You want me to ask, right? I'll ask." Han Qiu's mind was working quickly. "Have you ever thought about where you would go if I succeed in handling everything?"

"I don't know, but it's better than wasting time here."

"Well, it's a bad thing."

Mr. Han nodded. "It's so comfortable to be bad. I wish you could be on your own as soon as you come here, so that I can be bad from the beginning. If I didn't still have the dream of escaping, I might really not bother to care about you guys who came here."

"Can you please have some fighting spirit and be more motivated?" Han Qiu encouraged Mr. Han.

"Damn it, should I comfort you or should you comfort me?" Mr. Han realized that their positions had reversed. "Shouldn't I be the one comforting you and not be sad about this?"

"It's okay, the sadness will pass after a while. It's not sadness, but more of a sense of regret for not winning the lottery." Han Qiu said: "I thought I could win. This is all your fault!"

"Blame me? Don't put the blame on me for everything!"

Han Qiu pointed at Mr. Han's nose and said, "Why don't you blame yourself? Didn't you say that cause and effect are unpredictable and the world will change because of people's choices?"

"That's right. Some people came to this village and saw an uninhabited forest. Who can say for sure? So I told you that you can come and take a look, but don't hold your hopes too high. The world has its own logic."

"You don't understand gamblers. You tell a gambler that there is a chance of winning 1 million yuan with yuan, but it is only a probability, and you should be prepared to lose. In the end, the gambler bets yuan, but loses. It is impossible for you to make the gambler not have any psychological fluctuations. Because to the gambler, the first half of the words carries more weight than the second half."

"Why do I feel like you are talking nonsense..." Mr. Han was almost confused by Han Qiu's words.

"I am a person who talks nonsense? You are slandering me!"

"It would be strange if you didn't."

"Tsk, slander." Han Qiu stood up and patted the dirt off his butt. "Let's walk around the village. It's not like this trip is in vain."

"A thief never leaves empty-handed, right?" Mr. Han smiled.

"I am a gambler, and gamblers are not thieves." Han Qiu also smiled.

"Don't really get addicted to gambling. If you win, what will you do when you return to your original world and can't change your gambling habit?" Mr. Han said worriedly.

"No, you are questioning my self-control." Han Qiu said: "Even if you want to gamble, you have to see what I can gamble. I can't gamble with my underwear, right?"

"What if some guy has a special fetish?"

"That depends on whether it's a man or a woman."

"You also chose..."

Han Qiu raised his eyebrows, "How can I not choose? You don't allow me to fantasize. I'm a little hungry, so I'll find a house to ask for something to eat. I want to think about whose food was the most delicious."

"As long as it's from someone else's home, it's delicious." Mr. Han talked about his childhood: "Other people's fruits are the most fragrant, and other people's meals are the most delicious!"

"Yes, yes, yes. Steal some fruit on your way out."

"..."

"Didn't you say that a thief never leaves empty-handed? This is your suggestion, not my idea." Han Qiu continued to smile.

"Hey, hey, hey, that was a question, not a statement! That's not a suggestion!"

"Then I don't care."

……

It has been a long time since I had a decent meal, and it has been a long time since I tasted this kind of farm-style food.

High-end restaurants, three-star Michelin, I have tried everything there is to try.

After enjoying the utmost luxury, Han Qiu found that he still liked the taste of this home-cooked meal, the main theme of which was nostalgia.

He finally understood why the villain would be controlled and even shed tears because of a dish.

I also get moved when I hear a song.

Damn... I’ve become the villain.

The woman brought the chicken soup to the table and said to Han Qiu with a smile, "Don't be disgusted, boss!"

The intelligence organization in the village is so terrifying that Han Qiu entered the village in the morning and it is now evening, or even evening. By noon, the news that he wanted to return to the village to build a house had spread everywhere, and he was also called the "big boss".

Han Qiu really wanted to ask Finkel to learn this ability of information transmission and fabricated stories, so that he could see what professionalism is and understand what the strongest news organization is.

"No, no, it smells good." Han Qiu stared at the golden chicken soup and his stomach growled a few times.

The soup is made from pure free-range chicken and the color is extremely pure golden yellow. The sunset is just right at this moment.

"Why don't we move the table outside to eat?" Han Qiu asked.

"Of course, we usually move out to eat." As the woman said this, a boy in his early teens ran in from outside with a schoolbag on his back.

As soon as the young man entered the room, he stared at Han Qiu and the chicken soup on the table. After a long time, he asked the woman.

"Mom, who is this?"

Han Qiu tried to smile like an adult should to his juniors and wanted to reach out and touch his childhood friend's head, but this guy dodged him.

The woman explained to Han Qiu: "This is my son. He is a little shy."

You are so old but still shy. Han Qiu wanted to say that I don’t know you. There is nothing in the village that a little bully like you can’t do.

"It's okay." Han Qiu smiled calmly.

The woman explained to the boy, "This is my uncle who came back from a big city. He couldn't find a place to eat, so he ate at our house."

The young man looked Han Qiu up and down with confusion and unfriendly eyes.

Han Qiu directly pulled out a dozen large bills, which made the woman's eyes light up.

"It's not easy for children to go to school. Take it." Han Qiu stood up and stuffed the money into the boy's hand.

The woman quickly refused, "You've already paid for the meal, no, this is too much."

"It's okay. Just consider it as your reward for telling me about what happened in the village over the years this afternoon." Han Qiu said, "I like listening to these stories."

"No, no." The woman still refused.

This back and forth of rejections and requests lasted about ten minutes.

The story ends with Han Qiu saying, "The chicken soup will get cold soon."

This little money is nothing to Han Qiu. If he runs out of money, he can just find a place to hide and wait for those idiots who are chasing him to give him money.

"Really, thank you, thank you." The woman kept bowing and told the boy, "Help uncle move the table out, and go to the village entrance store to buy some wine."

"Come, help me carry the chicken soup, I'll move the table." Han Qiu waved at the boy.

There is no need to dwell on whether it is money that makes this family so enthusiastic. If you delve into these things too deeply, they will lose their elegance and meaning.

Look at the mountains outside, and the clouds are back to the way they used to be. It’s good like this, why bother with being so rigid?