Chapter 22

That night, Su Xingchen cooked the last dinner for the owner of the house, and then wrote on the note: go out for a few days, the return date is uncertain, please look for food by yourself.

This kind of feeling is like settling in Xiaohuang and Xiaobai.

Su Xingchen thinks it's a bit inappropriate. How can the owner compare with the dog? He is more concerned about the dog.

Yu Fengxing

Yu boss, who came back from work to eat, saw the note on the food box and frowned: "the date of return is uncertain?"

This means that I don't know when I can eat the right food.

However, what Yu Fengxing noticed was not only this matter. Between the lines of the little note, he could be sure that the other party was not a ghost, but a living man.

Yu Fengxing couldn't tell exactly how he felt. He didn't like people and didn't want to get too close.

If this mysterious snail girl is so kind as to send food, I'm very sorry. He won't accept it.

That's it.

Even if there will be no more appetizing food to eat, it is not ambiguous.

The next morning, Su Xingchen got up early and ordered himself a bowl of noodles.

Because the noodles were not easy to store, and the owner got up very late, Su Xingchen only had one bowl.

However, he saw the note left by the owner.

It says: Why did you send me dinner? If it's because you like me, don't give it away. I'm a bachelor and I don't fall in love.

After reading this note, Su Xingchen's expression on his face was very wonderful: "really..."

For a while, I spit on the narcissism of the owner of the house, for a while, I feel that the character of the owner of the house is still good, although it is always unpleasant to speak.

Su Xingchen took up the pen and replied: I don't like you. I'm a man.

Su Xingchen only dares to reveal so much about his own information, and decides to be careful when communicating with the house owner in the future.

Then Su Xingchen packed up and went out.

This time out, Su Xingchen ordered a train ticket, which can save a lot of money, but it takes a long time.

When Yu Fengxing wakes up, Su Xingchen has arrived at the railway station and is ready to get on.

"Ha ha!" Su Xingchen sneezes, raises his hand, raises his mask and rubs his nose.

Then call the housing agency and ask if your house has been rented out.

The housing agent appeared embarrassed and said to Su Xingchen, "boss, your house price is slightly higher than the market price. I have said that it's not easy to rent..."

That means it hasn't been rented out yet.

Su Xingchen hesitated, simply said: "that's OK, I don't want to reduce the price, no one rent it."

When he left, Su Xingchen worried that he could not support himself in the countryside, so he thought of renting a house in Beijing.

As a result, when I got to my hometown, I found that there were treasures everywhere. As long as I was diligent, I could support myself.

Su Xingchen thought that it's better to keep the house in Beijing. He can live in it at any time when he goes back.

After washing at home, Yu Fengxing habitually looks for food boxes.

As a result, the inside of the food box was empty, with only one note.

After reading the content of the note, Yu Fengxing's expression changed and he was very surprised: "is it a man?"

Is the mysterious man who makes delicious food these days a man?

Yu Fengxing was surprised and imagined the men (including himself) around him who could only eat More and more incredible.

However, it's good to be like this. Mr. Yu, who decides that he won't be moved in his life, thinks that it's much easier to be a man.

At ten o'clock that night, Su Xingchen's train finally arrived in Beijing. After a day's ride, he got out of the car and lost his way to the north.

It's too hard to take the long-distance train, Su Xingchen thought.

Su Xingchen, holding a backpack with Ganoderma lucidum, sat in a small shop near the station and ate a bowl of hot mutton ramen. Then he slowed down.

The screen of the mobile phone, which is almost dead, flickers on the desk.

Su Xingchen answered the phone in a drooping voice: "Hello, Mr. Han?"

There a pause, opening to ask: "before how not to answer the phone?"

Su Xingchen rubbed his sour eyes and explained apologetically: "because my mobile phone is easy to run out of electricity, so it's turned off." Moreover, since my father died, there seems to be few people left to contact.

There seemed to hear Su Xingchen's languid and cold tone, so he relaxed a little: "well, I heard Mr. Huang say that you must have arrived now when you leave for Beijing today."

"Well." Su Xingchen looked at the brightly lit station and raised a tired smile: "I'm at the railway station. I'll carpool back later."Han Muke: "yes."

Han Muke obviously can't understand why he should take the slow train.

"Why not take a plane?" he asked

Su Xingchen embarrassed to smile, but there is nothing to hide: "because the train is cheaper."

Young master Han, who came from a good family, was silent for a moment. He raised his watch to look at the time and said, "do you want me to meet you at the railway station?"

Su Xingchen was stunned, then shook his head: "no, I'm going to go on the horse."

Han Muke, who was also well bred, was no longer reluctant after he was rejected. Instead, he said, "the day after tomorrow is my grandfather's birthday. You can come over on that day."

Su Xingchen said: "Oh, OK."

At this time, Su Xingchen's mind is the picture of a family bustling to celebrate the old man's birthday. It must be very warm, he thought.

"That's settled. I'll send you the address at ten the day after tomorrow." Han said and hung up.

Soon after, Su Xingchen received a home address on his mobile phone.

It's quite far from Su Xingchen's home.

After su Xingchen got home from carpooling, he was so tired that he fell on the bed and slept all night.

The next morning, he opened his eyes and found that he had returned to his familiar home. Su Xingchen's tears ran out of the corner of his eyes: "Wuwu..."

Su Xingchen cried like a child nobody wanted. She turned around and hugged the pillow and sobbed uncontrollably.

At the same time, he called out the word "Dad", which made him sad and pitiful.

Su Xingchen had a good cry, and he felt much better in his heart. At least he was no longer the wandering soul state that he wanted to cry but couldn't cry out before.

Doctor Fang said that it's good to be able to vent.

Thinking of doctor Fang, Su Xingchen gets up from bed quickly, because he is going out today, and the schedule is quite urgent.

Twenty minutes later, wearing cotton sport Capris, short sleeve T-shirt, small white shoes and a sun hat, Su Xingchen walked out with a backpack on his back.

Su Xingchen is used to the fresh air without haze in his hometown. He is not used to walking on the streets of Beijing.

Wear a mask.

The wind was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes.

Doctor Fang received a call from Su Xingchen this morning, asking if he could come and see him. Of course, doctor Fang said yes, because he also wanted to know the change of Su Xingchen.

"Good morning, Dr. Fang." When Su Xingchen saw doctor Fang, he was a little shy and didn't dare to go there.

"Good morning, star. Come and sit down." Doctor Fang cordially greets Su Xingchen and pulls a chair for her.

"Thank you, but I won't sit any more. I just came to see you. " Su Xingchen said with a smile, "I didn't make an appointment today. I can't delay."

Then he untied his backpack: "by the way, although there is only one Pueraria lobata I brought back from the countryside, it's heavy and chubby."

Looking at the young man's treasure offering, Dr. Fang sent Pueraria to him. He was surprised and showed a happy smile: "OK, Pueraria lobata is a good thing. Thank you, star."

Su Xingchen was praised a little shy, pursed his lips and said: "you're welcome."

After a few words with Dr. Fang, he said goodbye: "I want to see my father. I'm afraid I don't have enough time, so I'll go first. Goodbye, Dr. Fang."

Su Xingchen walked out of the consulting room with a sad but hopeful expression on his face.

It's very different from the last time I left here.

Since she was going to see her father, Su Xingchen bought a large bunch of lilies in the florist's shop. This is the flower that my father liked very much before he died. He always said that it has a good meaning and tastes delicious.

Yes, Su Xingchen got together to the lily in bud and sniffed it gently.

The young people who miss their father quietly become a stopping sight on the subway.

People don't know what sad things have happened to this red eyed young man, but he will never be stingy of his blessings.

Castle Peak cemetery in the suburbs.

Su Xingchen put the lily in front of his father's tombstone. He rolled up his sleeves to do some cleaning, while his voice pretended to be light and humming: "Dad, I'm coming to see you. Are you happy? You see, your place is dirty. The mice won't beat you Son, help you clean up. "

"By the way, I went back to my hometown, you know? It turns out that what you said is true. The second floor is really amazing... " Su Xingchen wiped the corner of his eyes, broke his tears into a smile and said: "the owner of the house is really unlucky. He can't eat well and sleep well every day. He has to stay with me So I've fattened him by cooking and cleaning for him... "

"Do you blame me for my failure? Take the money you've saved for me to support others... " Su Xingchen shook his shoulder and said, "but I'm only 19 years old, eh I'm only 19 years old... "

Dad's gone.

The sunset in Beijing is not always orange, sometimes it can be gray.Like today.

Su Xingchen left the Castle Peak cemetery, went home to clean up the house, and then made a dinner for himself.

"I don't know if Uncle Niu and the dogs have dinner..." Su Xingchen murmured one meal at a time. After a long time, he remembered the owner of the house who didn't like to eat takeout. Did the other party have dinner?

S City Airport, do not like to eat takeout house owner: "ha ha!"

Yu Fengxing sneezed, took out a tissue and wiped it with no expression on his face. By the way, he looked at the time.

The plane will take off immediately and fly to Beijing.

Yu Fengxing's mentor, Professor Han's father, will be on his 90th birthday tomorrow. As a younger generation, Yu Fengxing will not be absent this year.

After the plane took off, the lights outside the window were bright.

Yu Fengxing gazed at the night scene of s city for a while, then heard the stewardess come and ask, "Hello, sir, would you like to have dinner?"

"No more." After the stewardess left, he put on a look of disgust, rubbed his sour stomach and said, "what kind of airplane food do you eat? It's impossible to eat airplane food in my life."

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