When Liu Kunlun was eating noodles, Chunjiu sat aside and looked at him without turning his eyes, for fear that he would disappear if he looked at him less. She did lose weight, but she did not lose her sluggishness for her, but instead looked more capable and flexible.

It was the best time for the noodle restaurant business, and Chunjiu did not go to the Liu family for dinner. Liu Kunlun went home alone and found a statue of a Bodhisattva in the living room, with cigarettes scattered and abundant offerings. It was not until 11:30 that her mother picked up the rag and came back. She found that her son not only had to come back with all his tails, but also changed from a paralyzed person to a normal person. Her reaction was not as big as the fourth sister and Chunjiu. Her first action was to pounce in front of the Bodhisattva and kowtow, saying that Bodhisattva, my disciples did not respect you for nothing…

The mother firmly believed that the miracle that happened to her son was the result of her prayer day and night. The Bodhisattva appeared. After hearing Liu Kunlun talk about the magical monks on the snow-capped mountains in Tibet, she believed more deeply in the existence of the gods.

"From the future, go to work hard, get married and have a child, and your heart will be tied up when you have a child." After worshiping the Bodhisattva, the mother sat down and spoke earnestly about educating her son, and mentioned Chunlei, praising her child for being good-hearted, diligent and capable, and able to give birth to a child.

"Let's find a good day to get things done," said the mother.

"Mom, you're losing weight." Liu Kunlun felt that his mother was different from before. After her father left, she was no longer the taciturn middle-aged woman. She became dizzy, in a trance, and in good health. She seemed to be in good health. The big garbage dump burned plastic all year round, and the air and water sources were seriously polluted. When she thought of her father's cancer, Liu Kunlun shuddered.

He quietly told the fourth sister that he would take his mother to check his health when he had time, and never follow his father's old path. The fourth sister agreed and became frightened.

The fire cannot be kept in the paper. The fact that a high-ranking paraplegic patient recovered after going to Tibet was finally unfolded. However, the impact was not very big this time. It did not alarm CCTV's approaching science column, but it only caused heated discussions in a small area of ​​Omi. Some people say that it was the mysterious Western Region lama who cured Liu Kunlun with Tibetan medical secret medicine. This is the most common explanation. The literary youth said that it was the last pure land that purified the patient's mind and was sublimated. People in the legal and medical circles said that this was nonsense. The sister-in-law of the Cui family suspected that Liu Kunlun was not paralyzed at all and pretended to be a patient and killed someone. She wanted to go to Beijing to petition and sue the imperial court.

Liu Kunlun rested for two days, declined the invitation to entertain and return to work in Jin Tianseng, and continued to work in the noodle restaurant. He borrowed some money from Chunjiu and paid the bill he had swept a few days ago. The black credit card was sealed and no longer used.

The noodle restaurant continues to open, and the business is not very hot, but it is not bad. Every day, I get up early and work late, I earn tens of thousands of yuan a month. Liu Kunlun is responsible for the work, and Chunjiu is arranged in the store. Under the persuasion of the fourth sister, my mother also comes to help. The family lives a peaceful and peaceful life.

It was the beginning of winter and the weather turned cold. Liu Kunlun sold his fire chariot cheaply and replaced it with a three-wheeled motorcycle. It had metal windshields on both sides to protect his legs from cold wind. Cotton gloves were also installed on the handlebars. Although the three-wheeled motorcycle was not cool, it was practical. You can buy flour and meat and pick up goods by yourself.

At noon that day, Liu Kunlun received a call from Lu Gang, saying that a newspaper reporter wanted to interview him, and it was introduced by Lu Gang's old friend, so don't refuse from the past.

"He is a new intern reporter, so you just think of helping me and giving me face." Lu Gang said.

Liu Kunlun owed Lu Gang a lot of favors, so he agreed and was interviewed in the noodle restaurant. When she was not busy in the afternoon, the female reporter came. She wore a white short down jacket and jeans and a velvet hat. Her little face was blushing and cute. She could still find Chu Tong's shadow on her face. When she entered the door, she asked, "Are you Teacher Liu Kunlun?"

"I am Liu Kunlun, but not a teacher." Liu Kunlun replied without raising his head.

Chunjiu came to pick up the rag and continued to work, asked Liu Kunlun to greet the guests, and poured a cup of hot water for the female reporter. The female reporter repeatedly said thank you, and introduced herself and said that she was Feng Yuan, a reporter from the Omi Evening News. She had heard of Liu Kunlun's legendary experiences and wanted to give him a visit.

"I won't go to the newspaper," said Liu Kunlun.

"I will hide your name, mainly because I want to know some of your experiences in Tibet." Feng Yuan took out the paper and pen, "Just chat casually."

It can be seen that the female reporter is very awkward in business and shy in nature. Chunjiu pinched Liu Kunlun behind her back, telling him not to be stubborn.

After all, Liu Kunlun agreed to Lu Gang and accepted the interview with a bit of the bullet. He was unwilling to mention everything in the past. Although he can stand up now, his legs are weak and occasionally he loses consciousness. The female reporter is very understanding. He asked a few questions and started talking about family matters. He then said: "In fact, compared with the legendary experience, what I am more moved by is your self-improvement and fighting spirit. This is what our society needs. I will show you this article first after I write it. If you think it is appropriate, I will post it. If it is not appropriate, I will modify it."

"Okay." Liu Kunlun said that he felt that although this female reporter was young, she was very good at doing things, and she had a lot of impression. The two left each other's phone numbers and Feng Yuan said goodbye.

In the evening, the female reporter sent a message saying that the article had been written and she wanted to show Liu Kunlun that she was already downstairs.

Liu Kunlun was very puzzled, and then thought that this was the relationship introduced by Lu Gang, and it was normal to know that his address was normal. So he went downstairs and the two read the manuscript under the street light. This was a handwritten interview manuscript with beautiful handwriting. Feng Yuan was also close to Chu Tong, and the perfume smell on his body was exactly the same. For a moment, Liu Kunlun was distracted, as if he had returned to the past.

"I wrote it well, I can post it." Liu Kunlun said, and he wanted to go upstairs to escape memories.

"Then I'll send it, thank you teacher." Feng Yuan took the manuscript paper, smiled with her teeth, said goodbye, turned around and left. At this time, several drunkards were stumbled in the distance. Liu Kunlun was a little vigilant and stood there watching Feng Yuan.

There were many migrant populations living around the railway 27 dormitory, and the public security situation was always poor. What Liu Kunlun was worried about still happened. The little gangsters began to tease Feng Yuan, and the four of them surrounded her in the center and wanted to pull her into the alley next to her.

Liu Kunlun clenched his fists and let go, shouting loudly from a distance: "I called the police!"

The gangsters were unmoved and cursed and continued to pull things up. Feng Yuan ignored each other and screamed in a sharp voice. Passersby hurried past. Liu Kunlun subconsciously touched his waist without taking the guy. He sighed and walked over quickly and shouted, "Stop!"

The few little gangsters were all unfamiliar faces, unlike those who often moved in this area. They did not know Liu Kunlun and pushed and insulted them. In the past, Liu Kunlun had already drawn his sword, but after several life and deaths, his temper was not so irritable, and he was even beaten without getting angry.

"Don't do it." Liu Kunlun said calmly.

The answer to his slap was not heavy, but the slap in the face was a humiliation.

"Don't do it." Liu Kunlun was still calm.

In a window upstairs of Liu Kunlun's house, two people looked down at the scene under the street lights and whispered.

"He's really changed his sexual intercourse. How long can he endure it?"

"It's only three things, he won't say the third time."

Sure enough, after being pushed for the third time, Liu Kunlun finally couldn't help but attack, hit the opponent's Adam's apple with a straight punch, and knocked it down on the spot. The other three ran away when they saw that the situation was not good. The guy who was hit by the Adam's apple was shocked for a few seconds, and woke up and got up and slipped away.

When a crisis was resolved, Feng Yuan was so scared that her face turned pale and shivered. Liu Kunlun said, I will accompany you to the intersection and help you take a taxi home.

When she arrived at the intersection, she was not seen in a taxi for a long time. Feng Yuan began to tell her experience. She was from the Chinese department and had not found a suitable job. She was introduced to her as an intern reporter at the Omi Evening News Agency. She was alone and rented in a faraway suburb area. She was afraid of rain and thunder.

The people on the fourth floor listened to the conversation between the two from their headphones, and bet on whether Liu Kunlun would send Buddha to the West after saving the beauty, and sent Feng Yuan home, and went upstairs to sit and have a cup of tea, and something happened.

"I guess not."

"Why can't he? He hasn't touched a woman for a long time. How could he bear it when he is in his early twenties?"

"It's a gamble of 100 yuan."

An empty taxi came, and Liu Kunlun was indeed confused. He stopped the taxi and asked Feng Yuan to get on the bus, and waved goodbye.

The person who lost the bet took out a hundred-dollar bill and said, "Maybe he is not interested in this one."

"Not necessarily, you will get familiar with each other and you will find out within a month." The person who won the money looked deep.

"How long does this work take?" The person who lost money sighed to the sky, "It's too boring and staring at other people's lives all day long."
Chapter completed!