The lunch was lavish, prepared by a dedicated chef who cooked Western cuisine that tasted really good.
Chen Cang, feeling full and content, found a nice spot in the yard to soak up the ultraviolet sterilization.
Three little boys and a girl also came running over.
It was a grassy area and now in late May, the flowers and grass were in full bloom, the air filled with the scent of birdsong, flowers, and earth.
Chen Cang took a sip of soda water, closed his eyes, and rocked in his chair, the picture of contentment!
"Wow, is this... a cockroach?"
"There are several of them!"
"Are they dead?"
"No... look, they're still moving!"
A group of curious children, after discovering several dying cockroaches, wondered if they should hold a funeral for them.
At that moment, the little girl cautiously approached Chen Cang and whispered, "Uncle, can you do magic?"
