Chapter 17 Gu Village (17) He is reluctant to leave
“Ah…chiu!”
Tan Yue, who was sitting beside the stove, sneezed loudly.
Guan Shan looked up at him: "Are you okay?"
The latter shook his head: "It's okay, maybe the ash from the stove accidentally entered my nose and choked me."
Smoke soon rose from the chimney. Tan Yue threw the peas picked by Guanshan, along with the washed sauerkraut and chopped pork ribs, into the pot, a small pot for cooking rice and a large pot for cooking vegetables.
After simmering for more than half an hour, the tender green peas were all stewed until they melted in the mouth. The spareribs were also stewed until they were tender. The sauerkraut absorbed the refreshing pea soup and the meaty aroma of the spareribs. The soup was clear and not greasy, which was especially suitable for hot summer days.
It takes time to stew the food. While waiting, Tan Yue couldn't help chatting with Guan Shan. He mentioned the uncle who impressed him deeply: "Today I saw a tourist uncle with a huge belly, as if he was pregnant, but it's impossible for a man to get pregnant."
Tan Yue finished speaking, but his lover who was listening quietly did not agree. Guan Shan raised his long eyelashes, and looked at him with a smile in his dark eyes: "How do you know that men can't get pregnant?"
Tan Yue subconsciously answered: "Men don't have a uterus, so of course they can't get pregnant." Isn't this common physiological knowledge? It's taught in junior high school biology textbooks.
Guan Shan asked back, "What if you can get pregnant?"
Tan Yue was obviously not the kind of partner who would spoil the fun. He immediately followed Guan Shan's words and began to fantasize: "That would be great. We will have a super cute baby in the future. He must look a lot like you, Ashan!"
The childhood portraits he painted were deduced from Guan Shan's current appearance. Imagination is just imagination after all, and it is different from seeing it with one's own eyes.
Tan Yue came over and kissed Guan Shan, imagining with delight that his eyes sparkled like diamonds: "When Ashan was a child, he must have been super cute! When the time comes, I will post the photo on Little Green Book, with the title, 'Can my child be a child model?' Then advertisers from all over the world will kiss me..."
Guan Shan snorted softly: "You wish for it."
Tan Yue smiled and picked up a piece of crispy fried meatball for him. He was always so frank and natural: "I eat well, think well, and my boyfriend is handsome."
After eating and drinking, there was still a large portion of today's dishes left. Tan Yue calculated the consumption of the two people in the evening and suddenly asked: "Ashan, I cooked a little too much pork rib soup today. Do you mind if I sell a bowl to Wang Yihan?"
"Do you really want to sell it to him? You have a good relationship with him?" In fact, without Tan Yue saying anything, Guan Shan saw everything that happened to him outside. Compared with other people, Tan Yue and Wang Yihan were obviously closer.
Even though Tan Yue was very polite from beginning to end, it was Wang Yihan who insisted on getting close to him, and a certain dark and jealous god was still very displeased.
Tan Yue is slow in many aspects except for Guan Shan's emotions.
He leaned forward with sparkling eyes, staring at Guan Shan without blinking, afraid to miss the subtle changes in his expression: "Ashan, do you hate Wang Yihan because of me? Were you jealous of Wang Yihan just now?"
He was very sure that when he mentioned Wang Yihan in the previous discussion about Grandma Li's family, Guan Shan was indifferent, but when he said he wanted to sell food to Wang Yihan, his lover became unhappy.
And the two sentences just now were also sour, as if Tan Yue said that they had a good relationship at this moment, Guan Shan would blame Wang Yihan for the leftovers in the next moment.
Guan Shan subconsciously denied: "Who would be jealous of such an ugly thing?"
In fact, Wang Yihan is not ugly, at least he is pretty, fair-skinned, and tall. A boy of seventeen or eighteen is basically in the best condition.
But compared with Guan Shan and Tan Yue, Wang Yihan is indeed not good-looking.
If he doesn't want to admit it, then don't admit it. Anyway, he smelled the sour taste. Tan Yue had long been accustomed to Guan Shan's duplicity. He explained with a smile: "Wang Yihan's family is quite rich. He was tired and hungry yesterday. After something like this happened today, he definitely didn't want to eat the food cooked by Grandma Li's family."
He wasn't really concerned about Wang Yihan: "I just thought that the food was too much to eat. There's no refrigerator at home. If I leave it out until tomorrow, it might go bad. It would be a pity to throw it away. Selling it to him at a high price will kill two birds with one stone."
Children from ordinary families don't want to waste food, but Tan Yue doesn't want to overeat. After all, maintaining beauty is what a man should do.
If he became fat, ugly, and greasy, Ashan would definitely not like him as much as he does now.
"The money from selling vegetables can be regarded as my living expenses, okay?" Tan Yue said confidently, "Ashan, I am not capable of making a lot of money now, but I will work hard to let you live a good life!
There is a kind of poverty called your boyfriend thinking you are poor.
It is obvious that this house can be regarded as an ancient mountain village villa. The furniture is all made of various expensive solid woods, and the various ornaments are also very exquisite.
Moreover, not only did Guan Shan change into a new set of clothes that looked very exquisite every day, but the gold and jade pendants on his body were also very valuable. In any case, he had nothing to do with the word "poor".
But Tan Yue just ignored it. Even if someone pointed out the problems in front of him, he could always find a suitable excuse: the furniture and clothes were all made by himself, with materials collected from the mountains, and the gold and jade were passed down from his ancestors.
The reason why people in the mountains are poor is that their products are good, but they cannot be sold at a high price due to transportation problems.
Handmade artworks can be sold at high prices, but if they are not put into the market for cash, then they cannot be calculated according to the market price. Tan Yue is also a good cook and a good painter, which does not affect the fact that he is a poor student now.
Tan Yue imagined his future with Guan Shan. He wanted to travel all over the motherland with his lover, go to many places and see different scenery.
But traveling costs a lot of money, and he wants to have a comfortable and romantic experience with Guanshan, rather than an embarrassing and budget-friendly trip.
Guan Shan was not moved by the future that Tan Yue described: "The future, there is no future at all."
The naive and stupid human had no idea that when he stepped into this place three days ago, he had already sacrificed himself to the believers of the evil god, and was bound to this small Black Dragon Village from body to soul.
These outsiders will be trapped in this small place forever, and then lose all their bright colors and youthful vitality, and either become food or become monsters like the local residents.
But the way Tan Yue enthusiastically described their future together was so touching. His naturally amber eyes were like glass beads, glittering and dreamy under the sun, so beautiful that it made his heart beat.
Those cold and cruel words stayed in Guanshan's throat for a long time, but he could never say them out loud.
The high and mighty God had never had any compassion, but he looked at the happy Tan Yue and couldn't bear to let him go. His dark pupils revealed a bit of tenderness, and he only said one sentence in the end: "It sounds good."
A pious human being just wants to offer everything he has to God. What can he do wrong? He should fulfill his small wish.
"Then I'll go prepare it and I'm sure I can sell the vegetables for a good price."
There were no disposable bowls and chopsticks at home, so he found an ordinary wooden bowl with a different pattern, prepared the food in it, and took the basket to put the food out.
As soon as he opened the door, Tan Yue was stunned. How come other people came besides Wang Yihan?
Everyone was hungry, and the aroma of the pea, sauerkraut and pork ribs soup and rice was particularly rich. Although the fried meatballs on the small plate were cold, they still exuded a very overbearing aroma.
Smelling the delicious smell of food, six pairs of eyes looked over at the same time.
"Gurgle, gurgle..." The growling of my stomach is louder than the sound of a person talking.
However, compared to the food, Tan Yue’s sudden appearance was more shocking. He seemed to have appeared out of thin air, disappeared mysteriously, and reappeared vividly, without any attempt to conceal his strangeness.
Song Yu swallowed nervously: "Tan Yue, are you a human or a ghost?"
What Wang Jiaojiao said seemed to make some sense, but if you think about it calmly, after joining their team, Tan Yue has never harmed anyone. Instead, he has given them advice several times.
Zhang Xiong may not have been killed by Tan Yue, it is more likely that it was Grandma Li who killed him. Even if Tan Yue is really a ghost, he should be a good ghost with a kind heart!
Tan Yue's mouth twitched: "Nervous."
He didn't come out to chat with his classmates, but looked directly at Wang Yihan: "This is the extra food I just made, scooped out with a serving spoon, Wang Yihan, do you want to eat it? It's not free, you have to pay for it."
Wang Yihan was already hungry, and he didn't believe Wang Jiaojiao's nonsense.
Tan Yue's shadow was clearly visible under the sun, and when he was hugging the thigh before, he could also feel the other person's body temperature. How could Tan Yue be a ghost? He appeared and disappeared like a ghost, it must be magic, the magic of immortality!
He immediately said, “I want to eat!”
Wang Yihan quickly took out all the money in his wallet and handed it to him with both hands: "Brother Tan, all is yours."
Tan Yue only took out two pink hundred-dollar bills: "One hundred per meal, and I'll give you another meal tonight. I'll give you a bucket and you can wash the dishes yourself."
He is not some black-hearted profiteer.
Song Yu said quickly: "I can buy it too."
Tan Yue rejected his request: "Just one more, no more."
The ingredients at home were limited, and he had no interest in cooking for so many people.
Besides, he was such a full-blooded person, but he was called a ghost by the other party. Did they really think he had no temper? He would not sell it even if he had it.
"You can go find Li Ang. He has food at home."
"It smells so good... After eating this meal, it's worth dying for."
After being tired, Wang Yihan had a steaming hot meal which was so delicious that her eyes were filled with tears.
While he was eating, Tan Yue disappeared again in front of everyone, and soon after, he brought out a wooden bucket of water.
At this time, Wang Yihan was rolling up his sleeves to wash the dishes. As soon as he bent over, he suddenly cried out, "Ouch!" "It hurts so much!"
The boy held his stomach, then his head, and rolled on the ground in pain.
Wang Jiaojiao screamed: "I told you there was something wrong with him!"
The other people all stepped back a few steps. After all, they did not forget Tan Yue's fighting power.
Tan Yue looked at the scene in front of him at a loss: "My boyfriend and I have eaten this meal?"
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his meal: "Wang Yihan, did you eat too fast? Did you get acute gastroenteritis?"
As soon as Tan Yue finished speaking, Wang Yihan began to vomit wildly. Everyone glanced at the sour and smelly vomit with disgust, and then their eyes widened: on the ground, there was undigested pea soup mixed with gastric juice, and there were a dozen small yellow bugs!
They were still moving when they were spit out, and then they kicked their legs wildly a few times, and turned into a pool of green water with a slight yellow tint, very much like the water in the big vat at Grandma Li's house.
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