The little fox took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then dragged Meng Fei to the backyard, pointed to the rows of small rooms in the backyard, and looked up at Meng Fei with anticipation.

"You mean...you also want to have a house of your own?" Looking at the little fox's actions, Meng Fei asked uncertainly.

The little fox nodded frantically, a look of joy appearing on his face.

Seeing the little fox nod, Meng Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I thought someone bullied you. There are several empty houses here. You can live in whichever one you want. You're welcome."

Hearing Meng Fei's words, the little fox screamed, its eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, and it happily circled around Meng Fei.

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At this time, the sun had slowly set behind the mountain, and a brilliant fiery cloud appeared on the horizon, like a huge painting unfolding on the western horizon.

The fiery clouds were like a burning flame, burning the entire sky and dyeing everything around it with a warm and intense color. Even the towering Greater Khingan Range was rendered a fiery red.

(PS: I don’t know what it’s like in other places, but in my area, every summer, at night, the clouds are particularly beautiful. Half of the sky is orange-red. It’s super beautiful. After I build a fan group, I will shoot a video for everyone. Just look at the picture first.)

Since Meng Fei hadn't done any live streaming for several days, he had long forgotten about it. His mobile phone had been placed on the wall and he forgot to take it down.

In the live broadcast room at this time.

It's peaceful.

[Hey? Do you think the host has forgotten us? ]

[Uh... probably, where on earth was the anchor doing? ]

[Alas. I finally waited until the host started broadcasting, but I couldn’t even see him.]

[Forget it, let’s go watch some short videos. ]

At this time, a netizen named [尘埃,叹世] sent a comment.

[Okay, stop complaining. It’s actually pretty good, isn’t it? We are busy with work, socializing, and life every day. Every day we are like a machine, clocking in! Clocking in! Clocking in again!

After returning home, I picked up my phone and watched the fast-paced Douya short videos, my fingers constantly scrolling up and down.

Even when I go out for a rare trip, it’s like a quick tour and I still have to check in!

It has been a long time since we have been able to calm down and watch a scene peacefully........】

As soon as these words were spoken, the live broadcast room suddenly became quiet. These words were like a thorn that pierced deeply into everyone's chest, making it difficult for them to breathe.

It is indeed as he said, in this fast-paced life, everyone is like a clockwork machine, constantly busy.

In the streets and alleys of the city, people are walking hurriedly, their steps are fast and confused.

During rush hour, subways and buses are packed with people rushing to work, their faces filled with fatigue and anxiety.

People at work always maintain a high level of concentration and efficiency, with the sounds of keyboard typing and phone ringing coming one after another.

Even the rest time is occupied by various social activities and entertainments. The schedule is packed, as if there is never a moment of rest.

The fast pace of life leaves people no time to appreciate the beauty around them and they miss many warm moments.

At this time, no one in the live broadcast room posted a comment. Everyone was quietly looking at the burning clouds in the sky. I don’t know what they were thinking...

(I’m a bit temperamental… Sorry everyone~~)

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At this time, the little fox circled around the houses one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Meng Fei's brick house. His eyes suddenly lit up, and then he ran towards the house like a fly, got in through the crack in the door, jumped directly onto the kang, and dived into the quilt.

Meng Fei, who was jogging behind, saw this scene and was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"This is my room, your room is outside."

The little fox pulled its head out of the quilt, glanced at Meng Fei with some displeasure, and cried out.

Little Fox: "Chichi!"

(You said I could choose it myself! Humph! I won’t leave if I don’t leave!)

Meng Fei sighed helplessly, then pinched the little fox's waist with both hands and pretended to pick it up.

Seeing this, the little fox suddenly shook and quickly crawled into the quilt again, holding the quilt tightly with its two paws and biting the corner of the quilt at the same time. No matter how hard Meng Fei pulled, he couldn't pull it away.

Meng Fei tried for a while, but seeing the little fox was so persistent, he could only sigh and said, "Okay, you win, then you can live with me at night, but I have to tell you first, you can't get into my bed at night. I'll make a bed for you later."

When the little fox in the quilt heard Meng Fei's words, a sly smile appeared in his eyes, then he stretched out his head and shook it happily left and right towards Meng Fei.

"Okay, you play in the house for a while. I have to go cook, otherwise it will be dark soon." Meng Fei touched the little fox's head, then turned around and went out to prepare dinner.

Meng Fei took out a large steak from the freezer, chopped it into small pieces the length of fingers with a machete, and then soaked it in cold water. This step was mainly to soak out the blood in the ribs to prevent the ribs from having a fishy smell.

After processing the ribs, Meng Fei started to light a fire and boil water. Fortunately, the firewood pile in Meng Fei's house was high enough. Although the firewood below was soaked, the firewood above was covered with plastic sheeting by Meng Yong and was still dry.

Soon the water in the pot began to slowly bubble up until it boiled.

Then, Meng Fei poured the cut ribs into the pot. With a "swish" sound, the ribs came into contact with the boiling water and a white mist rose up.

Meng Fei quickly used a spatula to turn the ribs over so that they were evenly heated. As time went by, the ribs gradually changed color, from the original bright red to dark brown, emitting an enticing aroma.

Meng Fei kept checking the heat while cooking the ribs. When he saw a lot of foam on the water, he immediately skimmed it off with a spoon. This not only made the soup clearer and more delicious, but also removed impurities and odors from the ribs.

After a period of stewing, the ribs were finally cooked. Meng Fei turned off the fire, carefully took out the ribs and put them in a large basin. Then, he rinsed the foam on the surface of the ribs with clean water to make them look cleaner and fresher.

Next, Meng Fei poured out all the water in the pot, cleaned the pot, and heated up the oil.

As seasonings such as chopped green onions, minced garlic, and dried chilies were added, a strange fragrance instantly came to his nose. Meng Fei couldn't help but take a deep breath and nodded. Then he put the ribs into the pot again, stir-fried them, and then added water and stewed them.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out, with a somewhat awkward body, and jumped onto the stove.

Looking at the black shadow in front of him, Meng Fei was stunned, and then burst into laughter.