I Don't Want to Turn into Lotus Root and Pork Ribs Soup Today.

Who would refuse to gather together and eat a steaming lotus root and pork ribs soup in the winter when the sun is shy and unwilling to release its enthusiasm? I can't guarantee it for others, but if it's Lu Shou, he will definitely refuse. "What, my hair can't be turned into green onions, stop, stop, and of course my leg hair can't be turned into green onions..." "Little monk, I understand that you are hungry now, but wouldn't it be a bit rude to just chop me with a knife like this?" Lu Shou, who was hit by the old man riding a battery car and flew across time, still hates lotus root and pork ribs soup today. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.