The fish heads, bones and tails left over from the cooking are stewed in a milk pot at the moment, giving off a strong fishy smell.
This is for dogs.
After Su Xingchen delivered the owner's meals, he hurried back to the kitchen, turned off the fire of the stewed fish head, then picked out the bones, left the fish meat and fish soup, and put them in cold water through the milk pot to freeze.
Because I have to feed the dogs, I cook more food today.
Su Xingchen filled his own bowl, and there was still a lot left in the rice cooker; so he stared at the extra rice in a daze, there were two big bowls of rice sent to the owner just now, this time the other party would not How about feeding the rabbit yourself
At 1:30, the man who sat in front of the computer and fell into work without knowing it, stopped to drink water after solving the problems reported by his subordinates.
"Gulu..." the over-hungry stomach protested to him.
Yu Fengxing's face was stinky, he rubbed his stomach that was a little acidic, and he fell back a little tired, and he raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows.
Although every time Pei Wen asked, he said he was fine.
But in fact, the mood is really a bit bad, and I don't even want to see outsiders.
Speaking carefully, of the two who passed away, one had never met, let alone had any feelings for, and the other was a workaholic who paid little attention to his wife and children.
Otherwise, Yu Fengxing's childhood would not be without help.
The reason for being in a bad mood is very complicated. On the one hand, Yu Fengxing felt that he was more and more like Yu Yingfan, maybe a copy of Yu Yingfan, so he broke up with Ji Jiaying, before it became a tragedy.
On the one hand... I regret sending Tang Daijun to prison.
Thinking of this, Yu Fengxing sat up with cold eyes, the murderous intent on his face was undisguised.
At first, he thought that as long as he sent Tang Daijun to prison, he would be free.
How do you know that every time you think of Tang Daijun still alive, you can't swallow the breath of being tortured for more than ten years.
This torture made him full of hostility, and he was neither human nor ghost.
Coupled with poor eating and sleeping, the mood is even worse.
"Fuck..." Yu Fengxing knew that if he went on like this, it would cause great damage to his body.
He closed his eyes, stood up, picked up the car keys and prepared to go out for food.
But inadvertently through the carved screen, I saw a mysterious food box that hadn't appeared all day.
Yu Fengxing was stunned, and immediately walked over to open the food box.
A fresh smell of fish came to his nostrils, luring his stomach, which was constantly tightening, to convulse violently.
Yu Fengxing couldn't control so much anymore, he directly picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of fish soup and fish fillets, and took a bite to relieve the discomfort in his stomach.
I didn't taste anything after the first bite, I only knew that the saltiness was right and the meat was not overcooked.
When he took the second bite, the discomfort in his stomach had eased a lot, so Yu Fengxing ate a little slower.
It was only after he tasted it slowly that the taste of this fish soup and fish meat was natural and delicious, and it was definitely not made by restaurant chefs on an assembly line, he was sure.
Everyone knows that when you see food when you are hungry, your mind will go blank, and you just know how to keep sending things to your mouth.
It wasn't until he was four to five minutes full that Yu Fengxing slowed down his eating, chewed slowly, and savored carefully.
He didn't bother to eat the emerald green lettuce next door.
At this moment, he picked up a chopstick with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then he noticed the difference. This dish... seemed to be different from the lettuce he used to eat.
Anyway, it is more appetizing.
Yu Fengxing ate everything with a satisfied expression, then leaned back on the chair and burped.
Here, Su Xingchen also finished his meal, with a milk pot in his left hand and two stainless steel vegetable bowls in his right, happily going downstairs to feed the dogs.
Two dogs, one yellow and one white, moved freely in the yard, and seemed to adapt to this strange environment quickly.
When Su Xingchen walked over, he saw the two brothers chasing and fighting in the open space, making a fuss.
"Hey! It's time to eat!" Su Xingchen knocked on the stainless steel basin, then squatted down on the spot, and poured the dried fish and fish soup and rice into the two stainless steel basins.
From now on, this will be the job of the dogs, one dog per dog, fair and just.
There are also basins for drinking water, Su Xingchen looked around, and took a small washbasin for washing vegetables from the side of the well and filled them with a basin of water.
Rice bowls and water basins are placed in the shade under the walls of the shed.
Su Xingchen turned around after putting it away, and saw two dogs wagging their tails, wanting to get closer but not daring to get closer.
"You guys eat." Su Xingchen smiled, turned and went back to the second floor.
Seeing him go, the two dogs looked around foolishly, then happily jumped to the side of the stainless steel basin, gobbling up the fish and meat bibimbap in their own bowls.
At this time, the young man who hadn't left yet hid in the dark and picked up his mobile phone to record a video for the dogs.
Su Xingchen edited the video in an orderly manner, and posted it on the platform with text.
The platform he registered for is mainly engaged in small videos and live broadcasts. It is currently the most popular platform in China with the largest number of users.
It is said that the number of downloads has exceeded the population of the motherland, which is quite amazing.
In the case of such a large user traffic, countless ordinary people become famous overnight here, with millions of fans; what follows is wealth, resources, and fame and fortune.
But Su Xingchen insisted on posting the video, not for profit, he just wanted to express some details of his life; he wanted to greet each other with friendly netizens about how they are doing recently.
When I opened the video posted in the morning a few days ago, not surprisingly, very few people opened it, but I also received two cheering messages.
Su Xingchen responded with smiles and thanks one by one.
In the past, he posted cooking videos and accumulated hundreds of fans. At that time, he didn't think that the number of fans was a problem, but today, he suddenly regretted that he didn't work hard before, which resulted in so few fans.
Su Xingchen wants to sell coir raincoats to Uncle Niu, how can he sell without fans
"Ah..." The whimsical young man sighed, sitting on the steps with his head propped up, thinking hard, what kind of video can bring fans
There are many bloggers on the platform who rely on their faces to gather fans. Speaking of which, Su Xingchen has a good face, but he doesn't wear makeup or dress up, doesn't know how to look concave, and doesn't speak coquettish words to wink...
That's not his style.
He is reserved.
Su Xingchen couldn't think of any brilliant plans for the time being, so he put away his thoughts and climbed up to the second floor.
Take a book and sleep on the sofa when you feel sleepy.
At around 3:30 in the afternoon, Su Xingchen got up and washed his face, then hurried downstairs, took out the fishing tools bought in the morning, and wanted to go to the river to try his luck.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the gate of the yard, two dogs jumped out like lightning, stood at the gate of the yard and wagged their tails at him.
Look at this vivaciousness, Su Xingchen thought to himself, he is indeed a descendant of a hound.
Knowing that Gouzi didn't understand, he still smiled and said, "Okay, you are allowed to follow me, but you are not allowed to run around."
"Wow, woof." The dog barked at its master twice lively.
"Go this way." Holding a fishing rod, a fishing net, and a bucket, Su Xingchen walked towards the bank of the river where the weeds were half the height of a person. As he walked, he split the grass with a sickle to create a small path.
The dogs stuck out their tongues and followed behind, sniffing here and there for a while, and raised their hind feet to pee in circles.
Su Xingchen chose a place suitable for fishing along the river bank full of bamboos, inserted the fishing rod in the ground, and then used a sickle to dig up the soil on the bank, and directly dug out earthworms from the soil to use as bait.
"Woo... woo..." The dogs moaned and barked around the water, attracting Su Xingchen's attention.
"What?" He threw the bait into the water and went to have a look.
Dismayed by the sight, he quickly turned around and picked up the fishing net, and went to pick up the crab that was half the size of a palm.
Cyan shell, hairy pincers, good guy, it's an authentic river crab.
Su Xingchen laughed, there are river crabs here, and they are not small.
Next, Su Xingchen went to catch river crabs along the river bank.
After catching seven or eight of them, he came back to guard the fishing rod.
He caught a grass carp that weighed more than a catty and a cod that weighed less than a catty. He saw that it was getting late, so he called it a day and went home.
The two dogs followed closely at their feet, their dark innocent eyes filled with loyalty.
Su Xingchen was very emotional, he just fed them a meal in exchange for such devout followers.
After sunset, a ray of sunshine remains on the side of the mountain.
The young man walking on the river bank, looking at the birds and the sky in the distance, felt a little miss for his relatives in his heart.
"Father, I'm doing well." The young man murmured.
After returning home, Su Xingchen kept the two fish in the water basin by the well, hoping that they could live until tomorrow.
As for the seven or eight crabs, they were cleaned with a brush on the spot, and they were carried up for supper at night.
Before encountering the bizarre incident, Yu Fengxing was a staunch atheist and never believed in gods, gods and ghosts.
Ever since he ate several lunches of unknown origin in a row recently, he has been quite irritable and began to think about how to find out the truth about the mysterious lunch.
The only clue at present is, of course, the tableware that appeared out of thin air.
When Yu Fengxing was cleaning the tableware, he turned the food box upside down and saw the XX manufacturer's label at the bottom.
He checked online and found that this company is thousands of miles away from S City.
"Pei Wen, check the food box on the photo, where can I buy it around here?" Yu Fengxing sent the photo to Pei Wen and asked him to find someone to look it up.
In the evening, Pei Wen called him back: "Boss, none of the shops and supermarkets selling food boxes nearby have the kind you want. Where did you see it?"
Yu Fengxing found it strange, but said flatly: "Forget it if you don't have one, and you don't need to look for it anymore."
Pei Wen was confused, and felt that their BOSS had been a bit of a snake mania recently.
Even if you find it, so what, the manufacturer produces countless food boxes a year, even if you find it, it's useless.
It's just that there are no such food boxes for sale near City S, which makes things even more confusing.
"It can't be that there is a ghost, right?" Yu Fengxing said that taboo word with two dark circles under his eyes, but there was no trace of fear on his face, instead he was a little lazy.
In a blink of an eye, it was time for dinner again.
That food box appeared on the dinner table for the nth time in a strange way when it was dark and at the time of magic.
If you are a timid person, let alone eating the food box, you may be frightened just by encountering this incident.
But Yu Fengxing was not an ordinary person, he opened the food box slowly and ate without any scruples.
Firstly, the alarms he placed by the window and the door didn't go off, so he was sure that it wasn't man-made. Secondly, he, Yu Fengxing, was an upright person, had never done anything wrong, and was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night.
Compared with gods and ghosts, what is more terrifying is the human heart.
As long as man-made possibilities are ruled out, Yu Fengxing feels that there is nothing to fear.
If there is one thing that Yu Fengxing is most afraid of in his life, it is probably the scarred boy who lives in his heart, looking at him with painful eyes every midnight, asking him why he didn't kill Tang Daijun to let him go.