The guests invited by Mr. Han for his birthday are all the orphans of Mr. Han’s comrades-in-arms. There are people from all walks of life. Birthdays are invited to dinner.
Before the meeting, Professor Han and his wife rushed back from school to celebrate their father's birthday.
Professor Han is a very cheerful and funny person. He is in his fifties. At the banquet, together with his eldest son Han Muke, he held his father's hand and cut the cake together.
The scene is warm and harmonious.
"Sir, how many pieces of cake do you want?" The young lady who delivered the cake walked up to Su Xingchen.
Can I still choose a few pieces
Su Xingchen was taken aback, but he was not greedy: "One piece."
A young man with a sweet tooth stares intently at the knife cutting next door to a strawberry.
"Sir, this is yours."
After getting the cake with strawberries, Su Xingchen's mood was no less than that of winning a lottery: "Thank you."
Every year, Yu Fengxing never participated in the cake sharing session, but this year, when he saw that the next door was so rare, he said, "One piece."
After a while, the cake dotted with blueberries was placed in front of Yu Fengxing.
As a man who doesn't like sweets, Yu Fengxing looked away with a tired throat, and didn't want to eat at all.
Su Xingchen next door thought while eating, could it be that the owner of the house doesn't even like blueberries
Really high-sighted.
In two or three strokes, Su Xingchen finished eating the cake in his hand.
"I'll eat it for you." Yu Fengxing seized the opportunity and pushed the cake plate over with one finger.
Su Xingchen confirmed: "You don't want to eat?"
"Don't eat it." Yu Fengxing smelled the butter, and tilted his head with an expression of disdain.
Then I saw that the next door was like a butter killer, eating up the second piece of cake without blinking.
Yu Fengxing resisted the urge to ask him if he wanted any more, and asked someone to clean up the empty dishes.
After eating the cake, Su Xingchen began to yell at the palm-sized caramel pudding, which Yu Fengxing publicly stated that he would not eat.
He finished it in no time.
Mr. Yu, who secretly observed Butter Killer eating, thought for a while: "Is it delicious?"
Su Xingchen nodded: "It's delicious."
Then I belatedly wondered, could it be that the owner of the house regretted it and wanted to try the pudding too
Yu Fengxing didn't like to eat soft pudding. The taste of this kind of food was both strange and without any special features. He just tilted his head and said something to the gentleman next door, and passed on someone else's creme brulee.
Put it in front of Su Xingchen.
Su Xingchen: "..."
If he read correctly, the gentleman next door to the owner seemed to be looking for something; in short, the owner's handwriting was too unexpected.
"Mr. Yu, send it back quickly." Su Xingchen pushed the pudding back, saying dumbfoundedly, while refusing to have this phenomenon happen again: "Don't take other people's things, I won't eat them if you take them."
Yu Fengxing thought that he disliked that it belonged to someone else, so he sent it back.
When a servant passed by, Yu Fengxing said, "I want a pudding here."
Seeing Su Xingchen's stunned expression, Yu Fengxing said without a trace: "I didn't expect a man in his 30s or 40s to eat pudding."
Su Xingchen pondered for a while before he decoded who Yu Fengxing was talking about.
Im speechless...
The character of the owner of the house is really that love desires life, and evil desires death.
It seems that no matter right or wrong, it only talks about closeness.
Wait, when did I become the 'pro' of the owner of the house
"..."
Until the end of the birthday banquet, Mr. Yu never stole food from the next table.
After the birthday banquet, Su Xingchen should go home.
Han Muke was too busy, he finally found Han Muke who was seeing off the guests.
"Are you going back now?" Han Muke still wanted to stay with Su Xingchen for dinner. After all, there were many people and things to do during the day, so he didn't have time to greet Su Xingchen.
"Mr. Han, I had a lot of fun today, thank you." Su Xingchen said sincerely, with a serious expression, which seemed to be different from other young people who like to hang out with young people. He actually likes people of all ages today. reunion.
Han Muke said: "Then I'll ask someone to send you off." By the way, he looked at Su Xingchen again, and felt that this young man was full of distance.
"Huh? That's no need, I called Didi Che." Su Xingchen shook his phone and used this reason to reject Han Muke for the second time.
Han Muke patted him on the head and smiled bitterly: "Why are you so polite?" It made people unable to get close even if they wanted to.
"Eh..." Su Xingchen wanted to say something, but someone hurriedly looked for Han Muke, so he waved his hand: "Go ahead and see you next time."
After Han Muke left, Su Xingchen stopped smiling.
It wasn't until he saw the little loli who had played ball with him that he raised the corners of his mouth and went to say goodbye to the little loli.
As for the narcissistic owner of the house, he disappeared all of a sudden, and there was no way to say goodbye.
On the way back, Su Xingchen received a call from Han Muke. After the other party told him to be careful on the road, he said, "I've been busy these two days. We'll contact you when I'm free in two days."
Su Xingchen thought he was talking on the phone: "Okay, Mr. Han."
The matter of sending Ganoderma lucidum to Han's house is completed here.
Su Xingchen wondered what things he needed to buy during his two days in Beijing, and bring them back with him when he returned to his hometown.
But in fact, Su Xingchen didn't dare to buy too much.
Because, his finances are visibly tense to the naked eye!
Although there is no rush for the time being, it will not work in the long run.
Su Xingchen scratched his hair that had regained its softness, thinking about saving money and making money.
Two days later, Su Xingchen got on the train back to his hometown and rushed back to Uncle Niu to pick up the dog.
It was eight or nine o'clock at night when we arrived, the temperature in the mountain was slightly cool, and the night was dark.
When the dogs heard Su Xingchen's footsteps, they all yelled like crazy: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." from time to time the dog chains were stretched, making jingling noises.
Uncle Niu's room was dimly lit, and when he heard movement, he came out to check.
"Uncle Niu!" Su Xingchen made big bags, and after seeing Uncle Niu, a smile appeared on his tired face: "I'm the one who came back, have you had dinner yet?"
When Uncle Niu heard the sound, he was pleasantly surprised, and then hurried over to help with the things: "I'm back, I brought so many things... hey..." Feeling a little heavy, he said distressedly: "Come on, uncle will fetch it for you."
"No, I can do it." Su Xingchen put the things on the tricycle, first went to untie the dogs, licked them twice, and then went into the house to drink water.
Uncle Niu muttered, "The meal is almost ready, I don't know if you come back, I'll make another scrambled egg."
"It's all right, just look at it." Su Xingchen was also tired, and sat on the bamboo chair to rest his feet, and then got up slowly to help Uncle Niu tidy up the room and the messy desktop.
In the few days since Su Xingchen left, Uncle Niu made a lot of new things, obviously for him.
"..." Smelling the smell of fried eggs coming from the kitchen, Su Xingchen sniffed vigorously, thinking it's good to be back.
After eating, Su Xingchen asked Uncle Niu: "Is that desk calling for me?"
Uncle Niu raised his head, with a long smile on his dark face, he smoked a hookah and said, "Do you like it?"
Su Xingchen thought to himself, of course I like the one you beat all the time, so he also smiled: "Oh, yes, I brought some things." As he said that, he jumped up like a monkey, went out and jumped in front of the tricycle, and untied some bags , took out something specially brought for Uncle Niu, and carried it into the house.
There is tobacco, a new planer, some liquor, and so on.
Uncle Niu likes to smoke some cigarettes, and it's not a big problem to drink a few sips in his spare time.
And now that he is still in good health, Su Xingchen didn't persuade the old man to quit smoking and drinking. After all, at Uncle Niu's age, his only hobbies are these two. If he quits both, life will be no fun .
"You child..." Uncle Niu wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bear to refuse. He knew that this child loved him, and he had no father or mother.
Uncle Niu thought to himself, if the child loves him, he loves the child too, that's all.
"Your old shredded tobacco is moldy, replace it with a new one, and I'll replace it." Su Xingchen couldn't wait, untied the bag containing the shredded tobacco, and volunteered to help Uncle Niu pack the shredded tobacco.
"Hehe." Uncle Niu sat on the threshold and looked at him, feeling at ease.
After dinner, the dogs came over to kiss their master.
"Go and go." Su Xingchen was loading tobacco, but couldn't stand the dog bumping back and forth in his arms, making his hands tremble: "Okay." He took out the newly bought lighter and lit it for Uncle Niu.
By the way, I fanned the smoke and smelled it to see if the boss was lying.
It's a pity that Su Xingchen is not an expert, so he had to ask Uncle Niu: "Is this new shredded tobacco?"
Uncle Niu took a long puff, nodded to the child through the curling smoke, and said, "It's new." He took another puff and grinned: "It tastes good."
Su Xingchen smiled reassuringly.
"Uncle Niu, then I'll take the dogs back."
Uncle Niu was taken aback, and knocked on his pipe: "It's so late, why don't you stay with Uncle for the night?"
He was worried about driving on the mountain road at night.
Su Xingchen shook his head.
This kid is stubborn, and his ideas are right.
Uncle Niu knew that he didn't want to stay, so he didn't force it. He just said, "Take a good rest when you come back. Don't think too much about other things. Happy to raise dogs and grow vegetables. Uncle will be with you."
Su Xingchen said yes, walked a few steps and turned back, took out an old man's mobile phone from his trouser pocket with a bright expression, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot about this thing!"
So he sat back and carefully taught Uncle Niu how to answer the phone.
It's all very simple, because there is only one phone number stored in the phone, and it can be dialed by pressing it.
Uncle Niu looked around with his mobile phone, and asked freshly, "How much is this?"
Su Xingchen held his face together: "The old man's mobile phone bought in the second-hand market costs tens of dollars." The phone number card is worth more than this, but Su Xingchen will not tell Uncle Niu.
Uncle Niu nodded. He could afford a mobile phone, but he was alone, and he had no contact with anyone he bought before.
But now there is.
After another toss, the night became darker and darker.
Uncle Niu urged Su Xingchen to go back as soon as possible, otherwise it will be late at night, and it is unknown whether there are wild animals in the mountains.
Su Xingchen patted his thigh and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm taking the dog with me."
Uncle Niu looked at the two young puppies who only knew how to eat, drink and sleep, and coughed angrily.
When Su Xingchen returned to the yard where he had been away for a few days, he couldn't see his fingers. He always felt that he should buy a generator; but now that the finances are tight, it is better to solve the problem of food and clothing first.
The things I brought back from Beijing were put on the first floor.
There are some clothes and sheets inside, all old things from the past.
Su Xingchen packed two pieces of clothes and went upstairs to take a shower.
Opening the door and seeing the owner sitting in the living room drinking and playing computer, Su Xingchen was startled. After all, the person he met in Beijing a few days ago appeared in front of him again. It was really unreal.
Moreover, just drinking without eating can hurt your stomach.
Su Xingchen glanced at the clothes in his hand, chose to put them down and went into the kitchen.
When Su Xingchen left his hometown, he gave Uncle Niu all the extra vegetables in the refrigerator, and now he opened it to see that there were only a few eggs that slipped through the net.
Su Xingchen took out the eggs, opened the cabinet, took out the flour, and prepared to make egg pancakes...that is, pancakes made by mixing egg liquid and flour together.
In less than twenty minutes, the pancakes were freshly baked.
Due to limited ingredients, the taste may not be very rich.
Su Xingchen was grateful for the care taken by the owner of the house in Beijing a few days ago, and felt that this plain pancake had wronged him.
"Let's eat like this for the time being. I'll buy some food tomorrow and cook you a hearty meal." The young man muttered, and sent the pancakes over.
When the egg pancakes appeared on the dining table, Yu Fengxing, who was concentrating on his work, changed his eyes and raised his head to smell the sudden food aroma in the air.
This made his stomach full of alcohol twitch violently, making it even more uncomfortable.
The man who hadn't eaten or slept well for several days in a row closed the computer angrily with a 'snap'.
Two minutes later, Yu Fengxing was holding a shallow basket woven with bamboo strips in his hand, with a few light yellow steaming pancakes on it.
It looks very simple, not to mention minced meat, not even chopped green onion.
"I've been gone for a few days, so let me eat this?" Yu Fengxing held the basket with a sneer, a bit angry at the cook, but in the end he couldn't resist the protest of his stomach, reached out and took one, rolled it up casually, Put it in your mouth.
There is a slight salty taste in the flexible flour, which is just right. After chewing carefully a few times, you will find a sweetness that smacks in your mouth, which is the unique sweetness of starch.
Yu Fengxing didn't stop talking, and ate the pancake made by Su Xingchen in one go with the can of cold beer on the table.
After eating, Yu Fengxing felt that his stomach was full and he was very uncomfortable.
After Su Xingchen took a shower, he packed his blanket and went downstairs.
Now that there is furniture on the first floor, it is obviously not suitable to continue sleeping on the owner's sofa.
Su Xingchen has been running around for a whole day today, and the bones in his whole body are about to fall apart. Generally, in this situation, it must be the rhythm of sleeping until dawn.
However, at two o'clock in the middle of the night, Su Xingchen's biological clock returned to the pattern in his hometown, and he habitually woke up at night.
"By the way..." Su Xingchen thought of the owner who loved to have nightmares, wondering how the owner is doing now
Su Xingchen was a little worried, so he got up and put on his slippers, which woke up the dog who was sleeping next to the shoes.
"Woo..." After the owner moved to the first floor, the dogs clamored eagerly to come in.
Su Xingchen had no choice but to approve them.
At this time, Su Xingchen turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone, stepped up the stairs quickly, and first went to the owner's room to take a look.
The owner of the house was indeed having a nightmare.
However, apart from the nightmare, there seemed to be other anomalies; the other party curled up, with his hands covering his stomach, his expression was painful, and he was sweating profusely.
Su Xingchen frowned, feeling slightly worried.
I feel that this is not a situation that can be cured by twisting a hot towel and coaxing it.
But what can I do
Think quickly.
"No." You can't wake up the other party hastily. If you do this, it's better to call an ambulance directly. Thinking of this, Su Xingchen immediately picked up the owner's mobile phone and called 120.
But here comes the problem.
I don't know the owner's address and house number.
Su Xingchen was so anxious that he almost pulled out his hair.
At the same time, I was very annoyed that I should have mastered these things earlier.
"That's the only way." After Su Xingchen opened the address book, he tried to find the more intimate notes in the list, but after searching, only one 'Secretary Pei' was the most suitable.
He dialed the phone number of 'Secretary Pei'.
In the middle of the night, Secretary Pei received a call from the boss, but she wasn't surprised at all. After all, their boss was notoriously a night owl, and most of the time it seemed like he didn't need to sleep.
"Hello, boss?" Secretary Pei's voice was sleepy.
"Hello."
The voice from the BOSS phone made Secretary Pei's mind clear a lot.
An unfamiliar boy's voice.
BOSS's mobile phone was picked up!
Pei Wen heard that he said anxiously: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Yu's secretary?"
Pei Wen came back to his senses: "Yes, who are you? Why are you holding Mr. Yu's cell phone?"
"He's not feeling right now. He seems to have a stomachache. He may need to call an ambulance, but I don't know the address here. Could you please call the 120 Center and explain it?" Su Xingchen explained the situation in one breath.
Secretary Pei's heart skipped a beat: "Boss has a stomach problem? Are you at his house now?"
Su Xingchen: "Yeah."
Secretary Pei first sighed, it was great that BOSS brought him home for the night, and then immediately got down to business: "Okay, you take care of him first, I'll call an ambulance right away!"
Su Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, thank you."
After talking on the phone with the owner's secretary, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back, showing his nervousness.
Before the ambulance arrived, Su Xingchen, like in the past, at least helped the owner of the house to dispel the nightmare, leaving the other person only tormented by stomach pain, which was better than suffering both physically and mentally.
After the nightmare left, Yu Fengxing was also woken up by a stomachache.
The extremely uncomfortable man gritted his teeth and cursed, and then considered whether to call an ambulance...
On weekdays, Yu Fengxing has a stomach ache, and taking a few pills can relieve it a little.
But tonight it was particularly serious, I took double the amount of medicine before going to bed, but I still woke up with pain.
At this time, in the middle of the night, Yu Fengxing actually heard someone ringing his doorbell...
Go crazy!
No matter who was outside, it was announced that the game was over, Yu Fengxing thought with dark eyes, and then reluctantly went out to open the door.
After opening the door, a group of angels in white clothes wearing masks stood outside.
The angel in white looked at the pale Yu Fengxing: "Sir, do you need 120?"
Mr. Yu with a stomachache: "..."
Lying on the ambulance in the hospital, Yu Fengxing received a call from Secretary Pei, who asked nervously, "Hello, how is my boss now? Has the ambulance arrived yet?"
Yu Fengxing asked suspiciously, "Who are you talking to?"
Secretary Pei was taken aback: "Hey? No... Who is that?"
He was too anxious just now, and he didn't ask the person's name, he only knew that the voice was very nice.
"Who?" Yu Fengxing was still in pain, not in the mood to talk to Secretary Pei: "You called the ambulance for me?"
"Yes." Secretary Pei said.
After getting the answer he wanted, Yu Fengxing hung up the phone with a snap.
That boy with a nice voice who was brought home overnight by the BOSS became Secretary Pei's rotten secret.
After all, the boss's attitude is very obvious, so he won't let me ask.
Secretary Pei only dared to mutter in her heart, when did the taste of BOSS become so meaty and vegetarian.
Yu Fengxing, who was classified by his subordinates as a flirtatious person who doesn't care about meat and vegetables, got treatment in the hospital, and his stomach pain eased somewhat.
After tossing and tossing for half the night, he fell into a deep sleep on the uncomfortable bed in the hospital.