Chapter 102
"Okay, but does this count as leaving the team?"
When Xia Mi thought about so many people crowded in one room, all men, she could already imagine how suffocating the smell would be.
If you meet one or two people who don’t like to take a bath.
Suddenly, the look in her eyes when she looked at Huo Jingchen became somewhat disgusted.
"No, what does that look mean to you?"
Why did he feel that his wife was looking at him with disdain?
Xia Mi shook her head in denial, "It's nothing, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you a little."
“…”
In his twenty-eight years of life, this was the first time that Huo Jingchen saw longing being expressed with this kind of eyes.
Xia Mi smiled guiltily, worried that Huo Jingchen would notice something, so she quickly lay down.
"I want to rest for a while. Do you want to go back or lie down for a while too?"
Xia Mi turned over and noticed that Huo Jingchen's trousers were covered in mud. She quickly added, "If you want to rest, remember to take off your pants before coming up."
"Can you still call it rest after taking it off?"
Xia Mi pretended not to hear this, turned over and faced away from Huo Jingchen, "I'm going to sleep."
Seeing that the person was shy, Huo Jingchen raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
After an unknown amount of time, Xia Mi fell into a drowsy sleep. She turned over and lay flat, sleeping peacefully with shallow breathing.
Huo Jingchen looked at his watch, the hour hand was already pointing to four, he raised his eyes and looked at the person on the bed.
He walked lightly, took off his coat, put on his clothes, and walked to the bed, moving very carefully for fear of waking the sleeping person.
Huo Jingchen squatted down and kissed Xia Mi on the lips. The kiss was very short, like a dragonfly touching the water.
Then he got up and left.
Xia Mi woke up by the sound of footsteps outside. The room was next to the corridor, and outside she could hear the sounds of children playing and running around.
She opened her eyes and saw the ceiling fan spinning rapidly. She sat up and tilted her head to look towards the window. It was dark outside.
Xia Mi got out of bed and walked over to open the window. Hot wind quickly rushed into the room, ruffling people's hair, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.
In order to facilitate the boat ride the next day, the hotel is located near the pier.
Xia Mi lives on the third floor. From her position she can overlook the sea in the distance. From her perspective, the dark clouds are almost sticking to the sea, and the distance is very close.
The strong wind was carrying heat, so Xia Mi closed the window.
"Sister." Yaya's voice came from outside.
He Yuntang spoke next, his voice much lower, "Yaya, my sister hasn't woken up yet. Can we come back after she wakes up?"
"Okay." A crisp voice echoed in the corridor.
When He Yuntang was about to take the child away, Xia Mi had already changed her clothes and opened the door, "Yaya, uncle."
"Xiao Mi, did Yaya bother you?" A trace of guilt flashed across He Yuntang's face, and then he explained, "We were just taking a nap, and I didn't expect Yaya to wake up and open the door to look for you."
"No, I woke up before Yaya knocked on the door, but I was in the bathroom so I didn't open the door."
After saying that, Xia Mi stretched out her hand, "Yaya, sister will take you downstairs to buy some delicious food, okay?"
"Uncle, Jingchen said he would treat you to dinner tonight. He won't be here until half past six. I'll go downstairs and buy something for you guys."
"No, the villagers gave us so much food, it would be a waste if we don't eat it."
Xia Mi held Yaya's hand and said, "It's okay. Those things won't go bad if you don't eat them. I'll go downstairs and see if there's anything hot. I'll fill my stomach first, otherwise my stomach won't be able to take it."
He Yuntang couldn't persuade Xia Mi, so he had to agree.
Xia Mi took Yaya downstairs and asked the hotel receptionist, who said there was a bun shop nearby that was open all day, selling porridge, buns and other things.
It was unrealistic to bring the hot soup back, so Xia Mi decided to buy some buns to bring back.
Xia Mi was looking for the bun shop according to the given route. She was walking into an alley and was about to cross to the street opposite.
"Chicken gizzards are 50 cents for five, and the same goes for chicken livers. The other ones are more expensive. Vegetarian dishes are 60 cents a pound, and I can mix them for you."
Xia Mi stopped and felt that the voice sounded familiar.
She took Yaya to find the source of the sound and found the person selling the goods. When she looked closely, it turned out to be Shen Zhihui!
"We have sweet and spicy, spicy and hot. Which one do you want?" Shen Zhihui handed the chopsticks to the man. "In the summer, you have to drink ice beer to cool down. Peanuts are boring to eat with wine. Isn't braised pork wrapped in braised vegetables better than home-cooked dishes? It can also be eaten with wine."
His transformation is truly jaw-dropping.
The man who once had eyes on top of his head and recited "Song of the Wine" aloud on the rocks when he learned that he could return to the city has now become a small vendor.
Shen Zhihui was worried that someone would come to catch him, so he did not forget to look around while calling out.
He looked around, and when he saw Xia Mi, his eyes paused, and then quickly returned to his own stall.
There were quite a lot of people buying braised meat and dishes. Four or five people were queuing up. The factory uniforms they were wearing showed that they were from a state-owned factory.
"Spend two yuan and get a bag of peanuts for free." Shen Zhihui packed a bag for one of them, wrapping it with oil paper skillfully.
"Two dollars and you get peanuts for free. I'll order something else."
Seeing that he was busy, Xia Mi took Yaya to buy buns first, and then she would see if he was here when she came back.
The bun shop was not as easy to find as people said, and Xia Mi had to ask along the way before she found it.
Fortunately, she was lucky enough to get the last pot of buns, which were still steaming hot when she got them.
There were no more meat buns, but Xia Mi didn't mind. She ordered ten vegetable buns at once and paid for them happily.
When they returned the same way, Shen Zhihui was no longer in the alley.
Yaya looked up and asked, "Sister, are you looking for the uncle who was selling things just now?"
"Well, he is someone my sister knows."
Not being able to find anyone would have been fine, but Xia Mi was worried that the buns would get cold, so she quickened her pace back.
When she was about to walk out of the alley, Shen Zhihui was standing at the entrance where she had just come in, breathing heavily, with a package in his hand.
"Your car?"
He had a tricycle just now, but now he was alone. Xia Mi was a little surprised.
"I'm going home." Shen Zhihui bent over, rested his hands on his thighs, took a deep breath, and after finally calming down, he looked up and smiled, "What a coincidence, we meet again."
"Yeah, I didn't recognize it just now."
Xia Mi couldn't bear to see him so tired, so she took Yaya and walked over.
"I didn't expect you to listen so well to my advice. Are you really going to sell braised food?"
Shen Zhihui was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat running down his forehead from his temple to his jawline. He stretched out his hand, "I made this, try it."
Xia Mi hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it.
"Thanks."
"I should be the one to say thank you. I was like a headless fly when we met last time. If you hadn't reminded me, how could I have thought of starting with food?"
Shen Zhihui raised his hand and wiped the sweat off his face. "I learned how to make this stew from a master chef at a state-owned restaurant. I pestered him for a long time and even promised to pay 10% interest before the master chef agreed to do it."
"It tastes good. I've made a lot of improvements so that kids can eat it, too."
As he said this, Shen Zhihui looked at Yaya and said, "There's a lot of sweet and spicy flavors in there."
To say I wasn't surprised would be a lie.
"Okay, how long have you been like this?"
"It's been about a month now. Now I can make about 100 to 80 yuan a day by walking around the streets."
Although the profits and risks are equal, Xia Mi was still a little surprised when she heard about the profits.
How can a person make such a low-level mistake? At least a novelist shouldn't...
I was busy writing a few days ago and confused my aunt and sister. The author can tell the generations apart!!
I have changed everything I could think of. If there are any that have not been changed, please long press and select Correct Error. I will change it immediately when I see it!
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