I Have Paid Too Much For This Home

The guests invited by Mr. Han Lao's birthday are all the orphans of Mr. Han Lao's comrades-in-arms. They are from all walks of life. They live well and live a little bit. I will be invited to dinner during my birthday.

Before the banquet, Professor Han and his wife both rushed back from school to celebrate his father's birthday.

Professor Han is a very cheerful and funny person. He is fifty years old. At the banquet, he and his eldest son Han Muxun hold the hand of his father and cut the cake together.

The scene was warm and harmonious.

"Sir, how many pieces of cake do you want?" The young lady who sent the cake came to Su Xingchen.

Can you choose a few more?

Su Xingchen froze, but he was not greedy: "One piece."

The young man who likes sweets stares intently at the knife and cuts it next to a strawberry.

"Sir, this is yours."

After getting the cake with strawberries, Su Xingchen's mood was no less than winning the prize: "Thank you."

Yu Fengxing never participated in the cake sharing session every year, but this year, when he saw that the next door was so rare, he said, "One piece."

After a short while, the cake decorated with blueberries was distributed to Yu Fengxing.

As a man who didn't like to eat sweets, Yu Fengxing's throat was a little greasy and he looked away, without any intention of eating.

Su Xingchen next door was eating and thinking, did the house owner not even look at blueberries?

My vision is so high.

Three or two times, Su Xingchen finished eating the cake on hand.

"Take it for you." Yu Fengxing took the opportunity, and with one finger, pushed the plate with the cake over.

Su Xingchen confirmed: "Aren't you eating?"

"Don't eat it." Yu Fengxing smelled the cream and tilted his head to reveal an unbearable expression.

Then I saw, like a cream killer next door, I ate up the second cake without blinking.

Yu Fengxing resisted the urge to ask him if he wanted to, and asked someone to pack up the empty plate.

After eating the cake, Su Xingchen started to slap the caramel pudding with a big slap, which was something that Yu Fengxing publicly said he would not eat.

He ate it quickly.

President Yu secretly observing the cream killer eating, thoughtfully: "Is it delicious?"

Su Xingchen nodded: "It's delicious."

Then wondered afterwards, did the house owner regret and want to try the pudding?

Yu Fengxing doesn't like to eat soft puddings. The taste of this kind of stuff is strange and does not have any characteristics. He just tilted his head to say something to the next door gentleman, and by the way, took away the caramel puddings of others.

Put in front of Su Xingchen.

Su Xingchen: "..."

If he read correctly, the gentleman next door to the house owner seems to be looking for something; anyway, the owner's handwriting is really unexpected.

"Mr. Yu, send it back quickly." Su Xingchen pushed the pudding back, crying and laughing, and refused to reappear this phenomenon: "Don't take other people's things, you won't eat me."

Yu Fengxing thought he thought it was someone else's, so he sent it back.

As a helper passed by, Yu Fengxing said, "Here is a pudding."

Seeing Su Xingchen's expression like a dumb chicken, Yu Fengxing said headlessly: "The big man in his thirties or forties wants to eat pudding. I didn't expect it."

Su Xingchen pondered for a moment before decoding who Yu Fengxing said.

There is nothing to say ...

The character of the house owner is really, the desire to love lives, the evil desire to die.

As if whether right or wrong, just talk about pro-sparse.

Wait, when did you become the 'pro' of the owner?

"..."

Until the end of the birthday party, Mr. Yu did not steal food from the next table.

After the birthday party, Su Xingchen should go home.

Han Muxun was too busy, he managed to find Han Muxun who was delivering the guests.

"You're going back now?" Han Muzhen also wanted to stay with Su Xingchen for dinner. After all, people were troublesome during the day, and He didn't make time to greet Su Xingchen.

"Mr. Han, I had a great time today, thank you." Su Xingchen said sincerely, with a serious expression that looked different from other youths who loved to get together with young people. He even liked what he has today. get together.

Han Muzhen said, "I'll send it to you." By the way, I looked at Su Xingchen again, and felt that the young man was full of distance.

"Ah? That's not necessary. I called Didi Che." Su Xingchen shook her cell phone and rejected Han Muzhen for the second time.

Han Muzhen patted his head and smiled bitterly, "Why are you so polite?"

"Uh ..." Su Xingchen still wanted to say something, but someone hurried to find Han Muyu, and he waved his hand: "You go first, we'll see you next time."

After Han Muzhen left, Su Xingchen put a smile away.

He didn't raise his mouth until he saw the little loli who had played with him in the ball, and he used to talk to the little loli in the past.

As for the narcissist of the house owner, the figure disappeared suddenly, and it was impossible to say goodbye.

On the way back, Su Xingchen received a call from Han Muxun. After the other party told him to be careful on the road, he also said, "I have been busy for two days. I will be free after two days, and we will contact you again."

Su Xingchen thought he was talking on the phone: "Okay, Mr. Han."

Sending Ganoderma to the Han family was done here.

Su Xingchen pondered that what he needed to buy in the two days he stayed in Beijing would be brought back when he returned home.

But in fact, Su Xingchen didn't dare to buy it.

Because, his finances are visibly tense!

Although you are not in a hurry for the time being, it will not work if you continue to do so.

Su Xingchen froze and had recovered her supple hair, and her brain was full of saving money and making money.

Two days later, Su Xingchen got on the train back home and hurried back to Uncle Niu to pick up the dog.

It was eight or nine in the evening when the temperature in the mountain was slightly cold and the night was heavy.

When the dogs heard Su Xingchen's footsteps, they all screamed madly: "Woohoo ..." From time to time, they pulled the dog's chain and made a tinkling noise.

Uncle Niu's house was dimly lit, and when he heard the movement, came out to check.

"Uncle Niu!" Su Xingchen was in a small bag. After seeing Uncle Niu, a smile appeared on his tired face: "I'm back. Have you had dinner?"

Uncle Niu heard the sound of a surprise, and then came over to help pick up things: "Come back, bring so many things ... hey ..." Feeling a bit heavy, he distressed: "Come, uncle get you."

"No, let's do it." Su Xingchen put things on the tricycle, first went over to untie the dogs, took two, and went into the house to drink water.

Niu Shuxu said, "I'm almost done with rice. I don't know if you will come back. I'll make another scrambled egg."

"It's okay, you look at it." Su Xingchen was also tired, sitting on the bamboo chair to rest his feet, slowly got up to help Uncle Niu organize the house and messy desktop.

In the past few days when Su Xingchen left, Uncle Niu did a lot of new things, apparently for him.

"..." smelling the smell of fried eggs from the kitchen, Su Xingchen sniffed hard and thought it was good to be back.

After eating, Su Xingchen asked Uncle Niu: "Is that desk called for me?"

Uncle Niu raised his head, his dark face smiled, smoking a hookah and said, "Do you like it?"

Su Xingchen thought to myself, of course you like the old one, so he also laughed: "Hey, yes, I brought something." He said he was like a monkey, and went out in front of the tricycle, unpacked some bags , Took out something specially for Uncle Niu, and carried it into the room.

There are cut tobacco, a new planer, some white wine, and so on.

Uncle Niu loves to smoke a cigarette and take two sips in his free time.

And now that his body is still healthy, Su Xingchen has not persuaded the elderly to quit smoking and drinking. After all, Uncle Niu is old, and the only hobbies are these two. If both are abstained, if it is uncomfortable, life will not be fun .

"You child ..." Uncle Niu wanted to refuse, but couldn't bear to refuse. He knew that the child hurt him, and he had no father or mother. He was alone and helpless, so he had to find something to trust.

Uncle Niu thought that the child hurts himself, and he hurts the child.

"Your old shredded tobacco is moldy. Replace it with a new one. I'll change it." Su Xingchen couldn't wait, unpacked the shredded tobacco bag, and volunteered to help Uncle Niu load shredded tobacco.

"Hehe." Uncle Niu sat on the threshold and looked at him in a comfortable mood.

After dinner, the dogs came over and kissed the owner.

"Go." Su Xingchen was loading the shredded tobacco, and the dog couldn't bear the bumps in his arms, which made him shake his hand: "Okay." He took out the newly bought lighter and gave it to Uncle Niu.

By the way, fan the cigarette and smell it to see if the boss is deceiving.

It is a pity that Su Xingchen is not an expert. He has to ask Uncle Niu: "Is this new tobacco?"

Uncle Niu took a long sip, nodded to the child across the green smoke, and said, "It's new." He took another sip, and grinned: "It tastes good."

Su Xingchen then smiled at ease.

"Uncle Niu, I'll take the dogs back."

Uncle Niu froze and knocked on the pipe: "It's so late. Would you like to stay overnight with Uncle?"

He was restless driving a mountain road at night.

Su Xingchen shook his head.

This child is awful, and his idea is right.

Uncle Niu knew that he didn't want to stay, so he didn't force it. He just said, "When you come back, take a good rest. Don't think too much about it. You can happily raise dogs and vegetables, and your uncle is with you."

Su Xingchen said yes, took a few steps and turned back again, and took out an old man's cell phone from his pants pocket with a bright expression, and laughed, "I almost forgot this thing!"

So he sat back and taught Uncle Niu carefully to answer the phone.

It's very simple, because there is only one phone number stored in the mobile phone, you can dial with one click.

Uncle Niu froze with his mobile phone and asked freshly, "How much is this?"

Su Xingchen held his face: "The old man's mobile phone bought in the second-hand market costs dozens of dollars." Phone number cards are more valuable than this, but Su Xingchen will not tell Uncle Niu.

Uncle Niu nodded. He could afford the mobile phone, but he was lonely and had no contact with him before.

But now it does.

After another toss, the night was getting darker.

Uncle Niu urged Su Xingchen to go back quickly, otherwise it was late at night, and there were no beasts in the mountains.

Su Xingchen patted his thigh and said, "No, I'm carrying a dog."

Uncle Niu looked at the two suckling dogs who knew only that they ate and drank Lazar, and coughed angrily.

Su Xingchen returned to the yard after a few days of absence, and he could not see his five fingers. He always felt that he should buy a generator to come back; but now that the financial situation is tight, he should first address the issue of food and clothing.

What I brought back from Beijing was put on the first floor.

There were some clothes, sheets, old things from the past.

Su Xingchen packed two clothes and went upstairs to take a bath.

Opening the door and seeing the owner sitting in the living room drinking and hitting the computer scared Su Xingchen. After all, someone who had only seen in Beijing a few days ago now appeared in front of him, which was really very fantasy.

Moreover, drinking and not eating can hurt your stomach.

Su Xingchen glanced at the clothes in his hand and chose to put them down and enter the kitchen.

When Su Xingchen left his hometown, the unused vegetables in the refrigerator were given to Uncle Niu. Now open to see, there are only a few lonely fish and eggs.

Su Xingchen took out the eggs, opened the cabinet, took the flour, and prepared to make egg pancakes ... that is, the pancakes in which the egg liquid and flour were stirred together.

Within twenty minutes, the cakes were freshly baked.

Due to limited materials, the taste may not be very rich.

Su Xingchen felt that in Beijing a few days ago, the owner of the house took care of himself, and felt that the plain cake had aggrieved each other.

"Just eat like this for the time being, wait for me to buy some food tomorrow and make you a big meal." The young man muttered and sent the cake over.

When the egg pancakes appeared on the dining table, Yu Fengxing, who was attentive to work, changed her eyes, looked up, and sniffed the food aroma that suddenly appeared in the air.

This gave him a stomach full of alcohol, and he twitched fiercely, making him even more uncomfortable.

For a few days, a man who had not eaten or slept well slammed on the computer with anger.

Two minutes later, Yu Fengxing was holding a shallow-mouth basket woven with bamboo grate, with a few light yellow steaming pancakes on it.

It looks very simple, not to mention the meat foam, not even the onion.

"Let me eat this after disappearing for a few days?" Yu Fengxing sneered holding the basket. Some people were angry at cooking, but they couldn't resist the protest in the stomach. Into your mouth.

The pliable flour has a slight salty taste, and it is just salty. When you chew it a few times, you find another kind of sweetness in the mouth, which is unique to starch.

Yu Fengxing didn't stop, mouthed the can of cold beer on the table, and ate the pancakes made by Su Xingchen all at once.

After eating, Yu Fengxing felt that he was panicking and very uncomfortable.

After Su Xingchen took a shower, he packed his small blanket and went downstairs.

Now that there is furniture on the first floor, it is obviously not suitable to continue to sleep on the owner's sofa.

Su Xingchen ran around for a day today, and the bones in his whole body were almost dissipated. Generally, this is definitely the rhythm of falling asleep until dawn.

However, at two o'clock in the middle of the night, Su Xingchen's biological clock resumed the law in his hometown and got up habitually at night.

"That's right ..." Su Xingchen remembered the owner of the nightmare who loved to have nightmares. I wonder how the owner is now?

Su Xingchen was a little worried, got up, put on slippers, and woke up the dog sleeping next to his shoes.

"Woo ..." After the master moved to the first floor, the dogs were eagerly clamoring to enter.

Su Xingchen also had no choice but to approve them.

At this time, Su Xingchen turned on the flashlight function of the mobile phone, quickly stepped upstairs, and went to the owner's room to take a look.

The owner really had a nightmare.

But in addition to the nightmare, there seems to be something else strange; the other side curled up, covered his hands on his stomach, his expression was painful, and sweaty.

Su Xingchen frowned, slightly worried.

I feel that this is not the case by twisting a hot towel by myself.

But what can you do?

Quickly think about it.

"No." You can't just wake the other person up. If you do, you might as well call an ambulance directly. Su Xingchen thought of this and immediately picked up the owner's cell phone and made 120 calls.

But here comes the problem.

I don't know the address and house number of the owner.

Su Xingchen was so anxious that she had her hair off.

At the same time, I was very annoyed that I should master these things early.

"It can only be this way." After Su Xingchen opened the address book, she tried to find the more intimate notes in the list, but only one 'Secretary Pei' was most suitable.

He dialed the phone number of 'Secretary Pei'.

In the middle of the night, Secretary Pei received the phone call from the boss, but was not surprised at all. After all, their BoSS was a famous night owl, and it was almost like not sleeping.

"Hey, BoSS?" Secretary Pei's voice was sleepy.

"Hello there."

The voice from the BoSS phone made Secretary Pei's head clear a lot.

Unfamiliar boy sound.

BoSS phone was picked up!

When Pei Wen heard that, he said anxiously, "Are you Mr. Yu's secretary?"

Pei Wen came back to him: "Yes, who are you? Why are you holding Mr. Yu's phone?"

"He is uncomfortable now. Suspected of having a stomachache, he may need to call an ambulance, but I don't know the address here. Would you please call the 120 center to explain it?" Su Xingchen clarified the situation in one breath.

Secretary Pei chuckled in his heart: "BoSS has a stomach problem? Are you at his house now?"

Su Xingchen: "Uh-huh."

Secretary Pei sighed first, BoSS took the person home for the night, it was good, and then immediately took up the business: "Okay, you take care of him there first, I will call an ambulance right away!"

Su Xingchen was relieved: "Okay, thank you."

After making a phone call with the owner's secretary, he felt a thin layer of sweat on his back, showing his nervousness.

Before the ambulance arrived, Su Xingchen, as usual, at least helped the owner of the house to dispel nightmares, leaving the other party with only stomach pains, and better than having tortured both physically and mentally.

After the nightmare left, Yu Fengxing also woke up with stomach pain.

The extremely uncomfortable man yelled at his teeth and then considered whether to call an ambulance ...

Yu Fengxing has stomachaches on weekdays. Taking a few pills can also relieve it a little.

But tonight was particularly serious. I had doubled the medicine before going to bed and was still awake.

At this time, in the middle of the night, Yu Fengxing actually heard someone ringing his doorbell ...

Crazy!

No matter who it was outside, it was announced that it was over, Yu Fengxing thought vaguely, and then went out to open the door with pain.

After opening the door, a group of angels in white masks stood outside.

The angel in white looked at Yu Fengxing with a pale face: "Sir, do you need 120?"

Yu with stomachache: "..."

Lying on the ambulance of the hospital, Yu Fengxing received a call from Secretary Pei, and asked nervously at the end: "Hello, how is my boss now? Has the ambulance arrived?"

Yu Fengxing said doubtfully, "Who are you talking to?"

Secretary Pei said for a moment: "Hey? Not ... who is that?"

He was too anxious just now, he didn't ask what his name was, he just knew the sound was good.

"Who?" Yu Fengxing was still in pain, and was in no mood to talk to Secretary Pei: "Is this the ambulance you called for me?"

"Yeah," Secretary Pei said.

Getting the answer he wanted, Yu Fengxing snapped the phone.

The boy who had a nice voice and was taken home by BoSS for the night, became secret to Secretary Pei's stomach.

After all, the boss's attitude is very obvious and he will not let it go.

Secretary Pei just dared to mutter in his heart, when the taste of BoSS was so vulgar.

Yu Fengxing, categorized as a subordinate who is not afraid of being popular, was relieved of stomach pain after receiving treatment in the hospital.

He tossed half a night, and slept heavily in an uncomfortable hospital bed.