Chapter 38

The man who has always been a good talker calls Su Xingchen directly and says, "now the sun is so big, you should be careful of heatstroke on the mountain."

Listening to the low voice care about themselves, Su Xingchen Leng Leng, and then look at the still fierce sun, especially honest: "no, at noon when the sun is more fierce, now much better."

Yu Fengxing imagined the scene, the whole person is not good: "what do you say?"

Working in the mountains in the middle of the day?

"Er..." Su Xingchen felt that the owner of the house was a little fierce and did not dare to speak.

Yu always black face: "go back."

Then he thought of an important thing and asked in a deep voice, "how much do you dig?"

Su Xingchen couldn't help thinking that Mr. Yu really cared about the working life of the people: "40 Jin, not as much as I dug last time."

That's why I want to dig a little bit more.

Mr. Yu didn't know what to say, but he sounded very patient and said, "go back. I'll buy you all these things for how much they cost."

"Ah? That won't do Su Xingchen flatly refused: "you have bought all of them. What about the guests who are scheduled to buy them?"

“……” Yu Fengxing does not understand the market, there are scheduled to buy this thing?

"If you want to eat, I'll just leave some for you." Su Xingchen smiles: "there's no need to pay for it with me."

In other words, mystery friend's business is good?

Yu Fengxing opened his mouth and closed his mouth again. He no longer interfered with his friends who worked hard to manage their lives. However, the sun in early July was really poisonous, and he was a little worried.

"Then I'll go back. Bye, Mr. Yu." Su Xingchen whispered.

Yu Fengxing nodded quickly: "well, bye."

It's immoral to disturb others to make money, but when I heard the mysterious friend say that I would go back immediately, Mr. Yu's careful liver jumped.

An hour later, Su Xingchen came home with a tired body and checked. His hands and feet were not worn out, and his shoulders were not worn out, but they were all red.

Su Xingchen didn't care. He just rubbed his red shoulder and felt his adaptability was good.

Registration of the buyer's information, he soon completed.

Then he took some yams and Pueraria and went up to the second floor to make dinner for two.

During the dinner time, the cell phone that often receives short messages recently rings again.

Su Xingchen thought that the owner of the house had sent him a message again, so he wiped his hands clean and looked at it. He was stunned: "Mr. Han?"

This is Mr. Han's number. Since he came back from Beijing, the other party called him once and hung up soon after chatting.

Now Mr. Han sent a text message saying: star, summer vacation is coming. Would you like to come to Beijing?

Su Xingchen saw the content of the text message is a Leng, the original summer vacation has arrived?

This word reminds Su Xingchen of his college life and makes him hold his mobile phone for a while.

After careful consideration, I replied to Mr. Han: Thank you, Mr. Han. I have no plan to travel in summer vacation.

Han Muke there received Su Xingchen's reply, also not good reluctantly: OK, if you want to come, you can tell me at any time. Last time, I was really neglecting. I feel very sorry.

Having contacted Su Xingchen for several times, Han Muke knows more or less that this young man is not the ordinary young man in his imagination.

Although relatively simple, but a strong sense of preparedness.

It can be said that it is invulnerable, oil and salt do not enter, not close.

So he also stopped to develop the idea of that thing, as is the ordinary younger generation to get along with.

Su Xingchen feels big when he looks at these words, because he is not very good at socializing with others.

In particular, Mr. Han, who is full of official prestige, seems to be courteous on the surface, but in fact, there are not many sincere social people. He doesn't like it.

In contrast, the owner of the house is much better. Although the owner of the house is impolite and often has a bad face, he is very nice.

Su Xingchen thought of the owner's kindness and gave Mr. Han a quick reply! I'm cooking in the pot, Mr. Han. We'll talk next time.

Looking at this reply, which is not in line with "communication science", Han Muke seems to be speechless

It can only be said that Su Xingchen is a very special person.

Here, the pot is "cooing" and stewing spareribs and yams. The smell of meat bones and yams wafts to Su Xingchen.

He had a look of enjoyment and salivation. His eyes were round and bright.

Five minutes to go!

At this time, in order to accommodate friends who have to do farm work, the man who deliberately goes home late after work opens the door and smells a very fragrant smell.

A kind of feeling called warmth, with the fragrance inhaled into the lungs, directly hit Yu Fengxing's heart.He can't tell why. Anyway, he thinks that it's good that someone makes dinner for him after work every day.

"You..." Mr. Yu, who opened his mouth to the air, suddenly closed his mouth because he found that he didn't even know the name of his mysterious friend.

Boss Yu, who has always been simple and rude, directly took out his mobile phone and pressed Su Xingchen's phone. After he got through, he said, "what's your name?"

Su Xingchen is all muddled: "ah

Yu Fengxing pause, put soft language airway: "my name is Yu Fengxing."

After a few seconds of buffering, Su Xingchen finally caught up with Mr. Yu's rhythm and quickly introduced himself: "my name is Su Xingchen Well... "

Su Xingchen, who is aware that he is exposing himself, covers his mouth tightly and wants to die!

"Sue what?" Yu Fengxing didn't hear clearly, and asked him on the phone.

Su Xingchen blinked his eyes and quickly answered: "Su, Xiao, Chen!"

The name of a very beautiful village came to Mr. Yu's ears.

"The name is very lovely," Mr. Yu comforted Then, instead of mentioning his name, he asked Su Xingchen, "is dinner ready? I smell it very fragrant. "

Su Xingchen said: "ready, put on the table, you go to eat."

"Good." Yu Fengxing hung up.

Then he went to see what was the smell that moved him.

When Mr. Yu saw that it was su Xiaochen, a mysterious friend, who was digging yams in the mountain today, he picked his eyebrows and felt a little sour.

How could su Xiaochen be so stupid, Yu Fengxing thought.

And this silly Su Xiaochen, after telling a lie, his ears are red, and it's hot to touch.

"Cough." Su Xingchen is sitting in the kitchen, holding the sea bowl and eating meat and bones.

Yu Fengxing, who has excellent ear power, is outside, listening to the sound of bones thrown into the garbage can from the kitchen. His whole body is tense, and then his heart is like a pair of small hands touching his internal organs, itching badly.

But he didn't move. He didn't think of peeping in the past.

Even if there were, they were violently pressed down!

Yu Fengxing doesn't want to peep because he is afraid to scare Su Xiaochen away.

In this way, Su Xingchen "quietly" finished his meal, belched contentedly and prepared to take a bath.

When it comes to bathing, Su Xingchen's face is hot again, because he hasn't bathed in hot water for several days. He always washes in the yard with soap and well water.

And he was so tired tonight that he wanted to take a nice hot bath.

If you want to take a hot bath, you have to tell Mr. Yu.

Su Xingchen sent a text message to Mr. Yu: Mr. Yu, I want to take a hot bath in your bathroom later, do you mind? And I'm sorry, I've used it before

When Yu Fengxing saw the message, he raised his thick sword eyebrows and replied very generously: I don't mind, you can use it.

Su Xingchen: Thank you!

From just two words, Yu Fengxing can feel Su Xiaochen's joy.

It's really easy to be satisfied. The man who reads the message shakes his head, but the corner of his mouth is curved.

Su Xiaochen, who was approved to have fun in the bathroom of the owner of the house, came up from the bottom of the building with a washbasin containing his bath products, toothpaste, toothbrush and so on.

There's also a clean pair of underpants on the shoulder.

Su Xingchen is humming a song while taking a bath in the bathroom. Yu Fengxing still can't help it. He comes to the door of the bathroom and listens to the sound with a complicated face.

Of course, he could not hear Su Xingchen singing, only heard the sound of water falling on the floor.

It indicates that someone is actually taking a bath inside.

This is a strange thing that cannot be explained by science.

But Yu didn't care.

After listening for a while, Yu Fengxing went back to his study to deal with his work.

However, after he sat down, some suspicious clues appeared in his mind. For example, the two names Su Xiaochen and Su Xingchen are not normal.

For example, when he first called Su Xiaochen, Yu Fengxing felt that his voice was familiar, like It's like a little road repair in the game.

But it's not a coincidence.

So Yu Fengxing shakes his head and thinks that his imagination is too rich to associate these three unrelated people.

Su Xingchen was too tired this evening, so after taking a bath and reading for a while, he went downstairs to sleep.

Before going to bed, I sent a message to the owner of the house: I'm going to bed. Mr. Yu, if you feel hungry, heat up the spareribs soup in the refrigerator and you can eat it. good night.

Mr. Yu, who works as soon as he gets home, said: I see. Good night.

Su Xingchen can even imagine that Mr. Yu, who works hard, frowns at the sound of a text message, and then replies with his mobile phone.

It must be very ugly!But sincerely say good night to yourself.

How can such Mr. Yu make people feel a little cute?

Su Xingchen thinks wildly and grasps the disorderly curled hair. After a while, he pulls up the thin quilt and covers his naked skin to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes who are too late to smoke.

But Su Xingchen was unfortunately caught.

When he woke up the next morning to wash his face, he found a big red spot on his cheek.

Swelling, bulging like a small crater.

Su Xingchen poked with his finger, painful and itchy, and secreted unknown liquid!

Su Xiaochen, a little depressed, sent a text message to the owner of the house for help: Good morning, does Mr. Yu have anti-inflammatory ointment at home? I got a swollen mosquito bite on my face.

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