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Chapter 65 - 64 The Side Length of the Pyramid

Chapter 65: Chapter 64 The Side Length of the Pyramid

Apartment 302.

Meng Lang scooped up a spoonful of red and white Mapo tofu, drizzled it over the steamed rice in his bowl, and gave it a light mix.

The tofu, as white as jade with sharp edges, crumbled at a touch. In the midst of it, there were bits of crispy on the outside and tender on the inside ground meat, with green onion sprinkled throughout.

With a bite of the mixed rice, the spicy sauce’s fiery taste, the tofu’s tender and delectable flavor, combined with the aroma of the rice, slid smoothly over the tongue and into the mouth!

The spicy sauce, after being cooked at high temperature, blended completely into the tofu, without overpowering its own flavor, and merged with the tofu’s natural aroma.

And there was the cooked ground beef, golden in color, melting in your mouth on contact.

Taste buds were dancing, lips and tongue applauding.

"Hiss-ha~ hiss-ha~~"

Meng Lang fanned his tongue while continuously shoveling rice into his mouth.

"Uncle, isn’t it too spicy?"

"Not at all, not at all! The spiciness is just right! Hiss-ha~"

Some can’t handle spice, yet they have an unmatched affection for it, unable to stop.

Health-conscious Meng Lang had been eating light foods lately, and the only thing that made him feel his taste buds were still ’Living,’ was the gourmet food made by Xiao Yu.

Forgive me for a life of unrestrained indulgence, loving freedom, yet also fearing one day I’ll get stomach cancer...

But luckily, judging from the past two episodes, the threat of stomach cancer seems to be gradually receding.

The primary conflict he needed to resolve in his life had shifted from the increasing health demands and the threat of stomach cancer, to the pursuit of a peaceful death and the conflict with senile dementia.

The health-conscious program must continue unwaveringly, but the fulfillment of gastronomic desires cannot be neglected!

From the perspective of Chinese medicine, the liver governs free flow. If the liver qi is smooth, it can effectively help with the treatment of diseases.

If the liver qi is stagnant, based on the relationships between the elements, it can lead to situations like ’wood conquering earth,’ which then can affect the functions of other organs, eventually leading to difficulties in treating diseases.

In a nutshell, mood is very important!

"Hiss-ha~" "Another bowl, please!"

...

Across from Meng Lang, Yan Weiwei and Lin Haitang were muttering to each other, occasionally sneaking glances his way.

Yan Weiwei was sitting cross-legged on the chair, quite ungracefully, watching Meng Lang across from her, hissing with his tongue as he ate.

"Is that for real? Don’t you guys always claim that what you pursue is money and beauties? Now that you have both in front of you, are you really not the least bit tempted?"

"Money and beauties? That’s your bias against men. Our ultimate pursuit has always been the stars and the seas, and growing old with our loved ones!"

Meng Lang totally disagreed with that.

The premise of growing old with someone is that you get to grow old...

’Staying alive’ is a question of survival, ’money and beauties’ are questions of the quality of survival.

Which is more important? Isn’t that obvious?

"Money is but a tool for us to reach the stars and the sea. As for beauties you mentioned...

Love is short, forgetting is forever, you wouldn’t want the face gradually fading from that old photo to be Qiu Xiang over Hua Hua, right?"

"Psh! You’re so young, what do you know about lasting through the ages? Have you experienced a fading old photo?

Sure enough, smooth talker, no wonder a cup of coffee was all it took to make a beautiful, wealthy woman take such a liking to you."

Yan Weiwei turned her head away, looking disdainful.

"Struggling to even pay rent and you dream of stars and the sea; do you think you’re Spiderman?"

Meng Lang picked up some food with his chopsticks.

"Exactly, Spiderman struggled to pay his rent too. So when the heavens are about to assign a great responsibility to a man, they must first make it so he can’t pay his rent!"

"Pfft!"

...

Meng Lang took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes after meals, with Xiao Yu following him eagerly to help.

"Humph! After all that talk, isn’t it just because he has a girlfriend now? Who would have guessed, this guy is quite faithful to his girlfriend,"

Yan Weiwei couldn’t help but snort as she observed the busy pair, one tall and one short, in the kitchen.

"Why are you getting upset about someone being faithful to their girlfriend? Could it be that you’re annoyed because he’s too faithful?" Lin Haitang said with an amused glance.

"What are you talking about! I... I’m just annoyed that despite having a girlfriend, he’s still flirting around! Especially with you!"

"Ha! What did I do?" Lin Haitang, feeling the heat on herself, couldn’t help but laugh in irritation.

"It’s the second time now! Sneaking around behind my back day after day, and you say he’s not courting you? Given your looks, even if you don’t start anything, wouldn’t the hoe move on its own?"

"Get lost! You talk as if I’m the other woman. I’m not interested in him at all. What we have is a perfectly normal exchange of courtesies. If he helps me, naturally I should help him if I can."

"Helping each other out, huh? So much so that even my nickname has been changed. And you claim your feelings haven’t changed, huh!"

"If I hadn’t been running over here every day to keep an eye on you two, I bet it wouldn’t be long before I was giving away congratulatory money."

"You... you rascal. I was fine until you brought this up, but now it’s really got under my skin. You said you changed your nickname?" Lin Haitang fumed.

"I did change it!" Yan Weiwei stood her ground with a stiff neck.

"What did you change it to?"

"’A Pear Blossom Branch,’ I’ve added two characters!"

"You... your change is almost worse than leaving it as it was!"

"Then shall I change it back?"

Lin Haitang: "..."

Yan Weiwei, wearing a winner’s smile, ran to the sofa to watch television. Lin Haitang shook her head, resigned, picked up a case file, and sat down next to her to browse through it.

Yan Weiwei was channel surfing when suddenly, as if she had discovered something, she turned her head to give Lin Haitang a thorough up-and-down look.

"What are you staring at?" Lin Haitang looked up and gave her a blank look.

"I just realized, why have you been dressing so conservatively at home these days? This skirt... if people knew, they’d think you were a teenage beauty, if they didn’t, I’d think there was a pyramid sitting next to me."

Hearing this, Lin Haitang’s eyes roamed over her with a strange expression, then returned to the file in her hands, asking casually,

"How’s that thing you were practicing before, ’left hand draws a dragon, right hand draws a rainbow’ coming along?"

"Don’t even mention it, I can’t even draw a square with the left hand and a circle with the right, let alone a rainbow!" Yan Weiwei said, somewhat gloomily.

"But the more I thought about it after I went back, the more something felt off. Do you think that guy was just shaking me off?"

"Hmm... why don’t you practice and test it out at the same time?"

"How do I test it?"

"Whoosh~" Lin Haitang flipped a page in her file, without looking up.

"Didn’t he say, after practicing, just a glance will be as precise as if you had measured it with a ruler? Come on, take a guess, how many inches is the side of this pyramid?"

Yan Weiwei looked thoughtfully at Lin Haitang for a while, then suddenly lowered her gaze to inspect herself.

emm...

...

When Lin Xiaoyu and Meng Lang stepped out of the kitchen and saw Yan Weiwei on the sofa, they both paused in surprise.

"Eh? Sister Yan, why are you wearing such a big scarf?"

"Nothing, just feeling a bit cold."

Meng Lang was speechless.

You’re cold after eating Mapo Tofu? What kind of constitution is that?

But... this answer sounds familiar, doesn’t it?