Cheng Hao trains until he is exhausted every day, and today is no exception.
Now that they have moved from downstairs to the attic, they have a small bathroom with a water heater, so Cheng Hao can take a comfortable shower after training every day.
The previous days were so terrible, and the current life is perfect for Cheng Hao.
He was reborn in the United States. If he were in China, or in a poorer place, he might not even have electricity right now.
Lunch and dinner were prepared by Cheng Hao again.
Although they were no longer as short of money as they were at the beginning, they still usually went to the school to eat. However, today it was not only raining, but Lin Yuxun was also sick, so they simply ate at home.
Lin Yuxun likes to store some food at home, so he doesn't have to go out to buy ingredients. Cheng Hao took out some pasta from the refrigerator and cooked it, then fried eggs and minced beef with oil, added water and salt, and poured it on the pasta, and it was ready to eat.
This kind of pasta doesn’t taste very good. If you have bean paste or chili sauce, add some when frying eggs and minced meat. The fried meat sauce will taste good when mixed with noodles.
Unfortunately, not only fermented black bean paste and chili sauce, but even soy sauce is not available here.
"It would be great if we had soy sauce. We can even use light soy sauce to mix noodles directly." Cheng Hao couldn't help but sigh.
Lin Yuxun had never heard of light soy sauce, so Cheng Hao began to tell him about various Chinese sauces.
Danny couldn't hear them talking, but he was used to it, so he just read the picture book by himself.
Those ten picture books were very simple. Cheng Hao lost interest in them after flipping through them once. However, Danny liked them very much and looked at the pictures in them over and over again.
Cheng Hao felt very distressed when he saw him like this.
Normal children can read picture books at the age of two or three, but Danny is so old that he can only read picture books.
Lin Yuxun seemed to be feeling better in the afternoon, and even had time to read. But at night, his temperature rose again, and he could no longer lie in bed to read, and eventually fell asleep in a daze.
Cheng Hao fed him the medicine, then carried Danny to the bed where he slept: "Danny, your brother is sick. I will sleep with him today, and you can sleep alone, okay?"
Cheng Hao spoke and made gestures to let Danny sleep in his bed.
Danny lay down obediently.
Cheng Hao kissed him on the forehead, returned to Lin Yuxun's house, and lay down next to Lin Yuxun.
Lin Yuxun is sick, he needs to be taken care of.
Cheng Hao has always had good sleep quality and fell asleep in a short while.
In the middle of the night, Lin Yuxun woke up from his sleep and broke out in a sweat.
He felt a little uncomfortable and moved, and then he felt a hand patting him.
Lin Yuxun's eyes suddenly widened, and at the same time he realized something, and subconsciously held the hand.
The hand was very big and had some calluses on it. It was Cheng Hao's hand.
Tears rolled down his eyes, and Lin Yuxun couldn't tell what he felt for a moment.
During the day, he told Cheng Hao that he had never been sick before, which was of course a lie.
In fact, his health was not very good and he fell ill once a year.
But in the past, even if he was sick, he could only hold on and get through it, and even had to go to work. But now it is different.
This time, someone was watching over him, accompanying him, and letting him rest.
Lin Yuxun had read books before, and had seen how much parents cared for their children. At that time, he thought it was incredible and far away, but now he can truly feel it.
It turns out this is such a happy thing.
He wanted to cry with happiness.
The next day, Lin Yuxun still felt very uncomfortable, but he was much better.
But there was something strange... Cheng Hao looked at Lin Yuxun puzzledly: "Why are your eyes swollen? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"I'm not feeling unwell, and I don't know what's wrong." Lin Yuxun said.
Cheng Hao said, "If you feel unwell, you must tell me, okay? If a minor illness turns into a major one, we may not be able to afford the treatment."
"Yeah." Lin Yuxun nodded. He liked the word "we" that Cheng Hao said.
It finally stopped raining today, so Cheng Hao ran downstairs to exercise.
In fact, jumping rope upstairs would not cause the floor to jump through, and he trained during the day and would not disturb Mr. Dampier, but Mr. Dampier was still unhappy.
He didn't want to argue with Dampier, so he just went somewhere else to jump rope.
Without having to help Lin Yu find a job, Cheng Hao practiced hard for the whole morning, took a nap in the afternoon, and in the evening, he went to Old George's bar in high spirits.
Lin Yuxun had always gone with Cheng Hao before, but today he was sick and stayed at home.
When Cheng Hao entered the bar, he found that there were already quite a few people in Old George's bar. When they saw him, they greeted him: "Hi! Cheng!"
"Amazing oriental boy, looking forward to your game!"
"I'll bet on you to win again today, even though I won't win much."
"Little guy, do you want a burger?"
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Cheng Hao greeted these people with a smile, then entered the lounge.
In the lounge, everyone was smoking cigarettes and even marijuana.
Cheng Hao still doesn't smoke anything.
Cheng Hao had been here many times, and everyone had become a little familiar with him. Someone couldn't help but ask, "Cheng Hao, why don't you smoke? At your age, you should have learned to smoke!"
Cheng Hao said frankly: "I don't have any money."
"Although the money for competing here isn't much, it should be enough for you, right?"
"It's not enough. The expenses at home are high." Cheng Hao said with a smile.
"Okay..." The man said nothing, but at this time, another person gave Cheng Hao a cookie: "Here, try it."
Cheng Hao was a little confused when he received the biscuit. It seemed strange that a big black boxer suddenly gave him a biscuit. More importantly, the biscuit looked terrible... How could you have the nerve to give someone such an ugly and tasteless biscuit?
"This is a marijuana cookie." Old George's voice sounded.
Cheng Hao was stunned and immediately put the biscuit aside.
He really should be more careful and not eat anything carelessly.
Old George took the biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it and ate it. Then he said to Cheng Hao, "Your opponent today is not from my side. He is from somewhere else. He is a minor like you. Go for it."
"Old George, Cheng is so powerful, you let him fight with a minor?" someone asked.
Old George said nothing.
Fighting a boxer who doesn’t belong here means there’s no way to understand that person’s situation.
But it doesn't matter much...
Cheng Hao's match was scheduled for later, and others would compete first today.
A few days ago, when Lin Yuxun came with him, he often placed bets. He won and lost, but he won more often. However, since he was not here today, Cheng Hao did not place any bets because he had no money.
Thinking about the betting, Cheng Hao thought about having a good talk with Lin Yuxun. Lin Yuxun is still young and can't be addicted to gambling...
Lin Yuxun, who Cheng Hao worried would become addicted to gambling, took out his piggy bank at this time.
He has two piggy banks.
One piggy bank contained his and Lin Yuxun's income, and the other piggy bank contained the money he won.
After his first bet, he won two games and won a total of eight yuan.
After that, he put his original five yuan capital back into the first piggy bank, and then he only used the winnings to bet.
He discovered that he was actually a little...adventurous.
That's why he especially wanted to place a bet at that time.
This is not a bad habit, as long as he can afford the loss.
Of course, Cheng Hao would never lose the money he had worked so hard to earn, so he specially prepared two piggy banks. One was used to store the money they earned, and the daily household expenses also came from it. The money in the other piggy bank was used for him to take risks.
Now, there were twenty-five dollars and thirty cents in the piggy bank for his adventure.
In Old George's bar, Cheng Hao once again stepped onto the stage.
His opponent was a minor, but it was hard to tell. The minor in front of him... was really a little too mature.
What surprised Cheng Hao even more was that this person was actually a white person.
The white boxer looked quite professional. He was doing warm-up exercises in the ring and looked at Cheng Hao with disdain: "I actually have to fight a little guy. It's really depressing."
"Little guy, you'd better admit defeat quickly, otherwise I will beat you down."
"Are you Oriental? You have a skinny body. I'm really worried I might lose control and flatten you."
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He said this, but his eyes were full of vigilance, without a trace of carelessness.
Cheng Hao knew that some people liked to belittle their opponents before the game... Whether it was to anger their opponents or scare them, it would increase their chances of winning.
Cheng Hao didn't feel anything about the personal comments. He just jumped around to warm up, and then when the game started, he rushed towards the opponent...
The battle begins!
The audience was cheering and encouraging the performers on stage, but in a corner, someone was talking to Old George: "This Oriental guy is a very professional boxer...you taught him that."
"No." said Old George.
"Then whose boxer is he?" the man was a little surprised.
Old George said, "He doesn't belong to anyone now, but in the future, he will be my boxer... He will definitely shine in the heavyweight boxing ring!"
The man looked at Old George and asked, "Are you going to be a broker again?"
Old George said, "Yes."
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