Chapter 31

Of course, receiving a gift is always something to be happy about.

After su Xingchen calms down slowly, he discovers a problem that he has ignored.

Even if the owner really wants to give the gift to him, he can't break the law of overlapping space and take it for himself.

That is to say, even if you accept it, this gift can only be placed on the second floor.

This is an unchangeable fact, because there is no transmission function from the owner.

Just as Su Xingchen was thinking about things, a slight voice came from behind him, which made him look back and awkwardly twist his eyes.

Because the owner of the house came out of the bathroom and only wore a pair of flat angle underwear!

As a person who has lived in a university dormitory for more than a year, Su Xingchen has seen many pictures of roommates walking around in underpants.

He didn't feel shy. He just thought it was extremely impolite to stare at other people's bodies.

Fortunately, the owner of the house did not seem to plan to stay in the living room, the other party directly into the bedroom.

Su Xingchen is relieved and ready to leave.

“……” But Even if you refuse to accept a gift, you can't just pretend to leave.

Su Xingchen felt that he should express something.

Such as thanking the owner for his kindness.

"Click." After a while, Yu Fengxing walked out of the bedroom door again. By this time, he was already wearing a pure cotton nightgown.

Su Xingchen is looking for paper and pen, see immediately stop the action in the hand, feel better to leave.

After all, it's always a bad thing for two people to live in the same room and witness each other's every move.

Su Xingchen has been deliberately avoiding the meeting with the owner of the house since the day he returned to his hometown.

Besides cooking, I don't stay on the second floor for long.

At this time, Yu Fengxing went directly to the table where the gifts were piled up and looked down. He could not find the bag to carefully wrap the doll and cake, and carefully pasted the gift with a note.

As before he went to take a bath, the gift was obviously out of reach.

Yu Fengxing sipped her thin lips, sat down on the sofa, found out the pen and paper, and wrote on the note: there is no need to make a snack tonight, there is cake.

Su Xingchen looked at him in surprise

Su Xingchen never thought that the gift from the owner of the house was a cake.

Unfortunately, he could not move everything in the house in front of the owner.

If you must accept the gift, the only feasible way is to eat the cake secretly behind the owner's back.

"Alas." Su Xingchen sighed.

After the owner entered the bedroom, he picked up the gel pen that the other party had just used and wrote on the note: "thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept or receive the things you sent."

That's it, to avoid the owner giving himself something again.

Su Xingchen put down the pen and paper, looked at the ugly bag with warm eyes, and went to bed with a little regret but still very happy mood.

After Yu Fengxing gave the gift, he could not calm down. It seemed that a villain was reminding him of the gift.

“……” Insisting on not exploring each other's privacy, Mr. Yu unconsciously scratched the desk, and a thought of sneaking a look surged up in his heart.

However, Yu's boss rationally dissuades himself from going. He should give the other party some private space.

So Yu Fengxing didn't step out of the room that night until he woke up the next morning. He thought of it with a thump in his heart.

It's been a long time. According to the habit of getting up early to make breakfast, I accept the gift 100%.

"Cough." Mr. Yu hasn't given a gift for many years, but he thinks it's really troublesome.

If the other party falls in love with the cake on XX road like Pei Wen's niece, it will be a disaster.

When Yu Fengxing opened the bedroom door and saw that the gifts on the desk were intact, these delusions stopped abruptly.

Popular company headquarters.

The boss, who has been absent from work for several days in a row, came to work with a face of fear after attending the activity yesterday.

"Good morning." Pei Wen came to Yu Fengxing with a smile and said, "how's it going? Do boss friends like the cake I choose? "

Yu Fengxing looked at him like an ice arrow and walked past him.

"Er..." Secretary Pei was so confused that he kept up with today's boss with a bad face: "what's the matter?" When we separated yesterday, wasn't it still good?

"Nothing." Yu Fengxing is nearly 30 years old. Naturally, he doesn't hold on so childishly all the time. He just needs an insider to share his emotions with him."That's good." Secretary Pei nodded his head. Although he was a little suspicious, there was a lot of work today, and it was still important.

With today's arrangement, Secretary Pei left the president's office in a hurry.

Yu Fengxing took a sip of the tea on the table and took out the note in his trouser pocket.

"No, what do you mean?" Yu Fengxing frowned, obviously not willing to accept the result.

At first, he thought that the other party was not living at all.

However, it soon overturned this idea, because the other party's home cooked dishes are full of the flavor of life.

And Secretary Pei once received a phone call from the other party, saying that the voice of the other party was very young and beautiful.

Yu Fengxing

Yu Fengxing suddenly felt that Secretary Pei's thought was a little unorthodox.

Secondly, the phone number seems to have been given in vain, and I haven't received a strange call these days.

Of course, Su Xingchen is not the kind of person who calls others at will, which is related to his character.

What's more, the purpose of the owner of the house to leave a phone is very obvious, just in case no one sends him to the hospital when he is sick, rather than hoping that a stranger will harass him when he has nothing to do.

Today, Su Xingchen has two jobs: one is to drive to the town to buy Cement, the other is to repair the stove and the potholes in his home.

"Uncle Niu, is cement just water or sand?" Every time Su Xingchen goes shopping in the town, he is bound to come to Uncle Niu's house to give him something to live with and chat with.

Uncle Niu also admires this young man. He goes back to his hometown by himself and plays tricks every day. It's a bit of a rural boy's nature.

"It depends on what you use to spread." Uncle Niu said with a smile.

"It's for flooring and cooking." Su Xingchen replied.

"Is that so?" Uncle Niu thought about it. He said in detail: "if it's used to lay the floor, add a little fine sand. If it's used to repair the cooking surface, it's smoother to use cement oil directly."

Su Xingchen nodded: "thank you uncle Niu."

Su Xingchen came home at noon, while thinking about where to find the fine sand, he opened the refrigerator very skillfully and selected the ingredients to be made at noon today.

Last night, he refused the kindness of the owner of the house. He felt a little sorry.

Without meat for several days, Su Xingchen is going to make a fat but not greasy braised meat.

Choose two Jin fresh streaky pork just bought today. First put the whole piece into hot water to burn it. It can not only remove the surface grease, but also remove the peculiar fishy smell of raw pork.

Then prepare raw soy sauce, sugar, fragrant leaves, star anise, scallion, and several other ingredients.

Stir fry the ingredients, pour the diced meat into it and simmer it. Heat each piece of meat to caramel color, then pour in the water, add ginger slices and red dates, and simmer over high heat for about half an hour.

At this time, you can make a vegetarian dish.

Then cut an iced apple and marinate it with a little salt. It's perfect in summer.

After everything is done, the braised pork is in the stage of juice collection.

I saw even size of the meat, lying in the thick Caramel juice, with the fire of the red, intense bubbles, and then with the spoon stir fry, juice more and more dry, all adsorbed on the meat, and finally become a true red meat.

"All right." Su Xingchen poured the meat into a deep dish, and his look and action seemed to be at ease.

That's true.

Su Xingchen is naturally sensitive to cooking. As long as he gives him recipes and tools, he can make dishes that are not particularly delicious, but absolutely not bad.

Otherwise, Yu Fengxing would not accept everything Su Xingchen made.

At the moment of packing the food box, Su Xingchen's eyes were firmly attracted by the message from the owner of the house, which said: if you don't accept the gift, then I won't eat the food you cooked.

Second sentence: why didn't you receive the gift?

When Su Xingchen saw the second sentence, the owner of the house frowned tightly in his mind. It was really frightening.

The focus is askew to Su Xingchen in Siberia. After thinking about the second sentence, I find that the amount of information in the first sentence is too large, right??

"Well, didn't I cook two Jin of meat for nothing today?" Su Xingchen murmurs.

However, it turns out that he thought too much. The homeowner, who said he would not eat, was very honest. He came back for lunch as scheduled at 12 o'clock today and was very surprised by the appearance of braised pork.

Su Xingchen, who didn't know how to reply to the note, simply didn't return anything.

He decided to wait until the owner really didn't eat his cooking.

After this noon passed, Yu Fengxing labeled the mysterious cook with a bad temper.

He just reasonably inquired about the situation, the other party directly did not return the note.Yu Fengxing, a high spirited young entrepreneur, has not encountered such a situation of knowing nothing and doing nothing for a long time.

It made him feel a bit bad.

But I still need to write another note.

If the other party just didn't pay attention, or the note was blown away by the wind, this situation is not impossible.

Mr. Yu changed a tricky point of view to think about it. No matter how old he is, he is still young. He is a man who is going to be three years old. Recently, he has a short mouth and a short hand. It's obviously right to tolerate young people's small temper.

After revising the note, we finally got a satisfactory version.

Mr. Yu put the note away: "I'm more tired than making girlfriends."

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