Every Day I Sleep, My Soul Goes Out of My Body

The rice grains rolled around on the bed with their pillows in her arms, her mouth went crazy, wondering whether Lao Bai could eat and take care of Xiao Bai.

She is now clearer and clearer about her experience after crossing, and her memory is no longer as vague as before. But what followed was endless worry and shame. What is worried about is Lao Bai's healthy diet, and what is shame is all kinds of shameful play.

Wait a minute! Once the rice grains move, she controls the sleep time every day, but it doesn't mean that she can't sleep after waking up! Thinking that Lao Bai and their dinner hadn't settled yet, they stayed desolately in a dark and damp house, casually solving the problem of food and clothing, and could not help but see the picture of a person and a cat squatting together for instant noodles in his mind.

The rice grains got up and went to the kitchen to soak a glass of milk, drank and rinsed, then lay back on the bed and went to sleep with eyes closed.

On the other side, Xi Baichen sat on the side of the stove, slowly adding firewood and boiling water, next to him was a bucket of instant noodles and a bowl of cat food. Xiaobai was burying his head in the bowl, eating happily.

The water in the pot gradually boiled, giving off steam. He picked up the instant noodles, tore the package, took out the seasoning package, and was about to cut the sauce, when he suddenly heard a voice that had disappeared from the air: [You really are eating instant noodles again! 】

The expression in Bai Chen's empty eyes suddenly became colorful, and the shadows left by the drooping bangs on his face faded a lot.

"You didn't go?" He looked at the milk bottle on the stove.

[I was worried that you might not eat well, so I came back again. 】

Bai Chen silently remembered this sentence in his heart, worried that he could not eat well, so he came back, emmm...

[What ingredients did you bring? ] Asked the rice grains.

Analyzing Bai Chen pointed to the chopping board: "That's it."

[Have you taken care of it? Let's get started. 】Rice said happily, 【Although there are not many ingredients, it is enough to make a dinner. You can ask the villagers to buy some fresh ingredients tomorrow. 】

"Yeah." Xi Baichen stood up, put the instant noodles aside, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cook.

There is no rice or oil in the kitchen. The main ingredients are pork, toast, ham, corn, potatoes, tomatoes, greens and some condiments.

With rice grains, Baichen first uses pork to squeeze oil, and then extracts the meat, leaving the pork fried ham slices. After frying, spread it evenly on the toast, and put tomato slices and green cabbage leaves on top.

Use excess oil to stir-fry pork and potatoes, add water and corn kernels, boil, remove bubbly, cover the pot and cook for 25 minutes. Then pour the milk, stir with a spatula, mash the potatoes as much as possible, add salt and chicken broth to taste, cook for a few minutes, pick up the pot, and a bowl of improved potato soup is made.

The rice grains let Xi Baichen leave some potatoes and corn specially, which were simmered in a pot and paired with tomato juice as a snack after dinner.

Ham and vegetable toast, potato soup, and an original potato braised corn are Xi Baichen's dinner today.

The peculiar pyrotechnic gas of firewood penetrates into the food, and there is no complicated production process, but the taste is unique. The combination of Western-style meals and earthy cooking techniques is unexpectedly harmonious.

Xi Baichen is sitting on the wood pile, eating ham and vegetable toast while drinking potato soup, and the pot is still simmering with potatoes and corn. The fragrant smell fills the kitchen, and even Xiao Bai who has just eaten can't help it. Sniffing his nose, he looked at Xi Baichen who was enjoying dinner with watery eyes.

[Lao Bai, how many days do you plan to stay here? ] Asked the rice grains.

"It depends on the situation." Baichen Xi thought for a while, "I plan to stay here in retreat and write until the work is completed."

[Is that the food article you mentioned before? 】

"Well, yes." Xi Baichen glanced at the milk bottle. "The outline has been written. If you are interested, you can read it later."

The rice grains immediately said: [Interested! I am quite interested! 】

After Xi Baichen finished the toast, he went to the pot and took out the potato braised corn, sprinkled with salt and tomato juice, and ate the rest of the potato soup. He breathed, and it dried up in a couple of bites.

[Are you full? 】

"80% full." Bai Chen glanced at the instant noodles on the table, planning to treat it as a supper tonight.

[Don't think about instant noodles. 】The rice grain coolly said, 【Unless you want to eat me. 】

"Huh? Are you not milk?"

[Can I become instant noodles again? 】The rice grains said awe-inspiringly, 【In order not to let you eat instant noodles, my sacrifice is great. 】

Analyze Bai Chen: "..." What did you sacrifice?

[Since you are not full, you might as well go to the villagers’ homes to buy some rice noodles, meat, eggs, fruits and vegetables, lest you have to find something to eat tomorrow morning. 】The rural areas generally raise poultry and grow vegetables, so you don’t have to worry about lack of food at all.

"Okay." Xi Baichen also simply put Xiaobai into his pocket and stuffed the instant noodles into a pocket. He walked out of the house and went straight to Uncle Niu's house. He smoothly bought the rice grains he requested. Planting ingredients and bringing back half a barrel of oil, which only cost 50 yuan.

The nearby villagers are familiar with Baichen. They heard that he plans to live here for a while, and they brought him a lot of food and warmly invited him to be a guest at home.

[You are right, the folkways here are really simple. 】Rice sighs.

"Well, this is the place where I will take care of the elderly in the future." Xi Baichen sat in the courtyard, quietly watching the sunset in the distance. Xiao Bai spun around in his footsteps, sometimes leaping on the weeds next to him, having a great time.

[Are you thinking about retirement now? 】The rice grain asked incredulously.

Analyzing Bai Chen's faintly said: "A person who has no long-term worries must have near-worries."

This is fart's foresight!

[If you really want to live here for the elderly, at least you have to take care of it more comfortably, right? 】Rice spit out, 【Look at the weeds in your yard, look at the spider silk in the house, look at the leaky window, is this a place for retirement? The haunted house is almost the same! 】

"Oh? Then what do you suggest?" Xi Baichen asked casually.

[First renovate the house, and then plant flowers and plants in the yard. I personally recommend planting grapes, wisteria or other flowers and trees. 】Rice pointed the country enthusiastically, 【Equipped with all kinds of electrical appliances, home decoration must be comfortable and elegant, go out to smell the fragrance, rest on the couch, cook in a wood stove, cook wine with green plums...This is the real old-age life. 】

Bai Chen lifted his eyes slightly and said softly: "It sounds good."

[Of course, I am here to ensure that your old age will not be as bleak as it is now. 】

Analyze Bai Chen: "..." Is he desolate now?

"So, you will accompany me to care for the elderly?"

Mi Li thought for a while and said: [I can't guarantee this, but as long as I live in your world, I will stay with you. 】

Her only connection with this world is to analyze Bai Chen. Although she doesn't know why, she cherishes this wonderful experience very much.

Analyzing Bai Chen's finger swiping on the instant noodles, he slowly outlined the word "good".

[By the way, didn’t you say you want to show me your novel outline? 】Rice urged, 【Hurry up, I can’t wait. 】

Xi Baichen got up and walked into the bedroom, took out her notebook, opened the document, and put the instant noodles in front of the screen so that she could look more closely.

After reading the rice grains, he asked: [hasn't the hero and the hero been named yet? 】

"No." Xi Baichen glanced at her, "Would you like to get up?"

【OK. 】The rice grains do my part and accept it, 【The hero can use your surname. The style of the real drama includes the analysis of Ming, the analysis of Wenyan, and the analysis of Jincheng. 】

A smile appeared in Bai Chen's eyes: "Where is the heroine?"

[Female Lead...] The ending sound gradually drifts.

"Millet?" Xi Baichen waited for a long time without a response, and looked down, the instant noodles in his hand were silent.

He was silent for a moment, put the instant noodles aside, typed the three words "Analysis Amazing" on the document, paused, and typed in another name: rice grains.

Mi Li never told him his full name, but there seemed to be a feeling in the dark that made him think of these two words.

I don’t know that I have made rice grains for the heroine of the gourmet essay. Today I slept for more than four hours, and I was in good spirits. After formulating the recipe, she decided to make a late-night live broadcast.

What kind of live broadcast is best for late night, of course, is poisoning.

Recently, due to the analysis of Bai Chen, the passion of rice grains for food has increased by several grades. Adhering to the principle that happiness alone is not as good as everyone's happiness, she has not hesitated to share the process of making food, and strives to be a young expert in late night poisoning.

After greedying a group of foodies, the rice grains are amazing and refreshing, put on sportswear, go downstairs and take a walk in the garden of the community.

When I walked halfway, I suddenly heard noise from the side of the road. A man pointed at an old man and cursed, "I see too many of you who touch porcelain. Get out of the way, or I will call the police."

The old man hunched his back and leaned on the street lamppost with pain on his face. Onlookers were chattering, some suspected the old man, and some accused the owner of the car.

In today's era of credit bankruptcy, many things are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Some shameless villains use the kindness of others to deceive and blackmail, causing people to be suspicious of each other, alienated and indifferent, and those who really need help will not get help.

The old man Mi Li knew that he was a tenant of Qingwei's home, he was honest and humble, and he was absolutely impossible to do anything to touch porcelain.

"Call the police." Mi Li walked over to support the old man, and said to the car owner, "There is a monitoring nearby. If you touch the porcelain, you will know by checking."

The owner of the car said in a bad tone: "I drove well, he suddenly rushed out from the side and hit my car by himself. Isn't it a bumper?"

Rice did not talk nonsense with him, so he called the police directly.

When the owner saw this, his face was faintly angry, and he reached out and pushed towards the rice grains.

The rice grains were unguarded, and he was pushed against the pillar, and the old man almost stood unsteadily.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Many onlookers knew Mi Li. Seeing that she was being pushed by someone, they couldn't help but said, "Can't you talk well? What are you doing?"

"I just can't understand these liars." The owner of the car looked fierce, "If you touch the porcelain, what kind of look? Do you think I will be afraid if I call the police?"

"Aren't you afraid?" The rice grain rubbed the sore shoulder, with a calm expression, "Drunk driving, what do you think the police uncle would judge?"

"Who is driving while drunk?" the owner yelled roughly.

"What do you say?"

"Keep rolling, I don't have time to break with you." The owner pushed away from the crowd and walked towards his car.

"You can't go." The grains of rice blocked him, "This uncle was hurt by you, you must be responsible."

The owner rudely knocked her aside, opened the door and sat in. Mi Li grabbed the handle of the car to prevent him from leaving, insisting: "You can't go, wait for the police to come and talk."

There were also people nearby, but no one dared to stop the car like rice grains.

The owner sipped at the rice grains, and while she was dodge subconsciously, started the engine and rushed away.

Before the rice grains had time to let go of the door handle, they fell to the ground by the car and almost got caught in the wheels.

Exclamations sounded all around, and no one expected that the owner of the car would really dared to drive away without paying any attention to the safety of others.

The rice grain raised his head, his eyes condensed, and he remembered the person's license plate number.

"Millet!" The old man walked over quickly, struggling to lift her up.

"Uncle Zhao, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you are the one who is in trouble." Uncle Zhao looked at her bruised arm distressedly, "You said you kid, what car to stop? Don't you know it's dangerous?"

Mi Li said angrily: "You are my tenant, and I must be responsible to you."

Uncle Zhao was angry and funny.

At this time, the police rushed to the scene, Mi Li explained the situation to them, and informed the owner of the license plate number. Even if you can't get compensation for Uncle Zhao, at least you have to find some trouble for the owner of the car.

After the matter was resolved, Mi Li accompanied Uncle Zhao to the hospital. He suffered a slight bruise on his side of the waist. It was not a major incident at first, but he is very old. It is estimated that this collision will take several months to cultivate.

The rice grains caused the hospital to issue an inspection form. Although it may not be available, it cannot be ignored.

Back home, Mi Li took a bath, gave herself some medicine, and then went to bed.

After a busy night, the rice grains stayed calmly for four hours. When the consciousness "waked up", it was already the early morning of the next day.

Outside the window was foggy, cold and quiet. Bai Chen got up early to wash, and moved his limbs in the yard.

Xiao Bai was still sleeping in the nest, curled up like a small hair ball.

Bai Chen didn't bother him, turned and walked into the kitchen. Looking at the ingredients in the basket, he muttered, "What do you eat in the morning?"

[A bowl of hot noodle soup, warms the heart and the stomach. ] A familiar voice came from an unknown corner.

Bai Chen looked around.

[I am in the paper bag. 】

Bai Chen's gaze fell on the paper bag in the basket, squatted down, opened the paper bag, and a strange smell came out.

Looking intently, he found that it was a piece of smoked bacon.

Xi Bai Chen lifted the rope worn on the bacon and called out uncertainly: "Millet?"

[That’s right, do I look lean and thin today, with a charm that makes you want to stop? 】

Bai Chen held her breath and did not correct her wrong perception of herself.

[How about making a bowl of hot bacon noodles this morning? 】

"You are bacon." Xi Baichen reminded her.

[Uh... alright. The rice grains checked the ingredients in the basket and said, [Then eat bashful noodles. 】