"Maybe it's best to just give you a vacation too."
"Ah?" Ji Jue was stunned.
"Considering that in the upcoming period, you might be so busy that you'll burst a blood vessel, you should take so good rest before that," Professor Ye suggested, picking up the newspaper without lifting his head, "You're on vacation."
Now? A vacation? Rest?
No way!
Ji Jue was dumbfounded: he had just caught a glimpse of progress in his "spiritual operation" and was at the peak of his determination to strive forward. What vacation was there to take!
Are you serious?
But knowing that Professor Ye's decisions were never up for discussion, he didn't try to resist and reluctantly asked.
"How long... am I on vacation for?"
"Hard to say."
After a mont's contemplation, Professor Ye finally said, "If I had to guess, short-term would be maybe two to three days, long-term could be a week.
I need to prepare for so work during this ti.
If nothing else cos up, don't bother showing up here."
"Ah, this..."
Before Ji Jue could protest, he was suddenly sitting in the garage on the mini-cow-horse's seat, and then the pocket watch and bells along with the toolbox fell from the ceiling into his lap.
Kicked out of the workshop.
He walked out onto the road and still couldn't co to terms with it.
Vacation?
What is a vacation?
Only those who are no use to the "Embers" get to take vacations!
What kind of "Evolution" genius, a pillar of "alchemy" like himself, would ever take a vacation?
But now on vacation... what was he supposed to do?
In the light drizzling rain, he suddenly felt a bit lost. It had been such a long ti since he last had the concept of a vacation.
In the past, he was busy working during the holidays to save money or studying with his classmates, but nowadays, he's been staying in the workshop day and night studying with his senior.
Suddenly being told to take a holiday, he actually didn't know what to do.
He scratched his head, maybe go to the Northern Mountain District to see little An?
But just thinking about the shadow left by Sister An made him hesitate for a mont, and moreover, it seed like the entire Security Bureau had been too busy to stop these last couple of days, so his presence would just make things ssier for them.
When he regained his senses, he realized he had subconsciously made his way to the food market near Lu Ma's house.
The drizzle was still noisy.
Under the huge canopy, aunties in raincoats bustled about, navigating the narrow aisles with expertise, occasionally squatting to inspect vegetables and at, bargaining with the stall owners.
It was a layout so familiar.
In the past, if Ji Jue had so money saved and ti on his hands, he would co here, buy a ton of groceries, and then carry them to Lu Ma's house for a free al.
Lu Ma didn't mind whether he ca empty-handed or not; there was always a bowl of rice for him in her ho, and she always gave him the most at and the freshest fish.
Then, while Lu Ma wasn't looking, he'd secretly slip the at to the second girl, the third, and the youngest, and sneak at from Lu Feng's bowl to eat.
The dining table would beco lively.
Unlike his forever quiet and cold ho, it was always lit with a warm yellow light, with a soup pot exuding warmth.
So beautiful, it was like a dream.
After so long, when it ca to taking a vacation, Ji Jue actually found himself unconsciously coming here again.
Caught up in his sentintality and nostalgia, Ji Jue no longer hesitated and hopped out of the car, rolling up his sleeves.
It had been a while since he last visited; shouldn't he bring so nice stuff over?
The third was just starting middle school, the youngest was still in elentary, both at ages when their bodies were growing, and even the second, Lu Ling, had just started college and was skinny like a stick – they all needed so nourishnt.
In one go, Ji Jue bought five pounds of ribs and several pounds of cauliflower, winged beans, tofu, and other vegetables like Chinese lettuce, that were commonly eaten. While he was squatting at the fishmonger's stall carefully making his selection, he heard an incredulous voice from behind.
"Second Brother?"
The youngest, wearing an old raincoat, peered out from the crowd, pulling at the person behind, "Look, I told you it was Second Brother, you said I was mistaken!"
Ji Jue turned around and saw only Lu Ling, who had taken off his cap, his hair drenched with moisture, and the youngest sibling who kept making trouble.
"Buying groceries?"
Ji Jue was slightly taken aback, "What a coincidence."
"How is it a coincidence? There's only one vegetable market near our house." Lu Ling sighed, and deftly took the items Ji Jue had purchased from his hands: "Every ti you buy stuff, we have to eat it for several days... Cauliflower again? Big brother bought several pounds just a few days ago, and the third one is about to cry. Why didn't you buy any potatoes?"
"Do we need potatoes?" Ji Jue looked puzzled.
"How can we stew the pork ribs without potatoes."
With a sigh of resignation, Lu Ling told her second brother to step aside, "Let do it. It's not the season for bass, sis, stop weighing it, we don't want it, your fish are almost out of breath... Bro, let's get crabs instead."
"Ah? Oh, okay."
Ji Jue obediently stepped aside, watching Lu Ling bustling about, buying all the groceries, and heard the instructions: "We're out of star anise and Sichuan pepper at ho, go to the southeast corner and weigh so to bring back. Don't buy too much, and get so vinegar and salt too."
"Want aty at, aty at!" The youngest cried out excitedly.
"Eat eat eat, all you know is eating, what have you beco?"
With displeasure, Lu Ling pinched the youngest's cheek, "You go with the second brother to buy things too, rember, go to Aunt Cheng's place, okay? As for the soy sauce, get more, we've been using a lot at ho recently."
"Alright alright!"
The youngest perked up and puffed out his chest, confirming directly to Ji Jue's face, then skillfully wrapped his arms around his neck once he sat in Ji Jue's lap, "Second brother, I want to eat a popsicle!"
"Eating a popsicle in this weather?"
Ji Jue hesitated for a mont: "How about we switch to sausage sticks instead? I'll buy you extra, so the third one gets so too."
The eyes of the youngest lit up instantly: "Third sis doesn't eat sausage sticks, just give them all to !"
"Then we'll buy two more workbooks." Ji Jue smiled, "Erniu told you only scored a little over sixty on your math test this week. The way you do math, you even made Feng brother lose his composure, so practice it more!"
For a mont, the youngest stood stunned, his eyes darting around, and then he began to cry uproariously without any prelude. Unfortunately, he was too young to understand that whether he cried or not had no relation to whether his howork increased.
Crying would only excite Crispy Roll even more.
Ji Jue casually bought him an entire quarter's worth of math lessons on the Learning King app.
No matter how poor, education can't be neglected, let alone when there's money?
The issue of howork and worksheets had to be resolved by oneself, right?
As he considered whether to also purchase so courses for Erniu, Ji Jue returned with armfuls of bags, all six hands filled to the brim.
It was still raining outside, and Lu Ling was talking about taking the bus back when Ji Jue directly led her to the side of the modified motorcycle.
For a mont, the two stared at the once again unrecognizable modified motorcycle in silence.
"Bro, has our family's motorcycle... changed appearance again?" Lu Ling asked tentatively.
"What's wrong?"
Ji Jue turned around in confusion, "It's still the sa one, isn't it?"
For a mont, Lu Ling really wanted to spit a mouthful of old blood on his face to give his eyes a good wash.
Are you serious?
It used to look like a motorcycle, even if it had an extra wheel, and I could still sort of recognize it, at least it was a motorcycle, but now... what in the world has it turned into!
The modified motorcycle excitedly twisted its body, making dripping sounds.
Wheels, four of them, twisting on the ground, flinging a string of water droplets.
Yes, wheels, four.
If the original modified motorcycle was a common farm tricycle with a cart, then after the villa struggle and many supplents of indiscriminate feasting, the now modified motorcycle had evolved into the PLUS version.
Not only was the capacity of the cart greatly increased, but there was also an extra row of seats behind the driver's seat, and even a carriage had sprouted... In the blink of an eye, it had transford from a small tricycle into a pickup.
But the transformation was not even complete; at first glance, it looked like the original tricycle had been illegally modified and was operating as an unlicensed cargo vehicle.
And it was the kind that could fit an entire kindergarten of kids...
It didn't even have a license plate!
With his worldview shattered, Lu Ling was dazed for a while before turning to ask: "Wouldn't we get fined if the traffic police caught us?"
"Don't worry, they won't."
Ji Jue patted her shoulder with a mysterious smile.
Telling her: "The traffic police can't catch up."
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