Returning from the full level: I have covered that sick child

Chapter 40 The Alluring Boss Huo
Chapter 40

Seeing Xu Zeqing so casually bluffing, Huo Wen'an felt bored.

He put away his gun and walked into the yard. He stood in the yard for a while before he heard the siren sound and ran away frantically.

Shaking his head contemptuously, Huo Wen'an cursed in a low voice: "You idiot." After cursing, he raised his head and looked at Xu Xingguang who was standing on the balcony on the second floor next door.

Xu Xingguang smiled brightly at him, whistled and said, "Boss Huo, the toy is very realistic." Not only is it realistic, Xu Xingguang can feel the chill released from that gun from a distance.

That's not a toy, it's a real killing weapon.

I just don't know what modification Boss Huo made to that gun, and disguised it as a simulated water gun.

Huo Wen'an nodded to Xu Xingguang, and was about to enter the house, but he heard Xu Xingguang say: "If you're okay, come to my house for a housewarming meal at noon."

Huo Wen'an hesitated for a while before saying, "I'm a picky eater." He hoped that Xu Xingguang would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

But Xu Xingguang said: "Coincidentally, I am also very picky about my food."

As a top chef in the gourmet world, there are countless people who want to taste Xu Xingguang's cooking skills.But she picks her diners to the point of nitpicking, and the culinary world is honored to eat her own meals.

After Xu Xingguang said that, Huo Wen'an couldn't shirk it.

Nodding, he said, "Then excuse me."

Xu Xingguang went to the town to buy vegetables. Although the ingredients were ordinary, after her skillful cooking, all of them became delicacies with good color, fragrance and taste.

Huo Wen'an closed his eyes in the lounge, and smelled the aroma of food from the kitchen next door, and suddenly felt that the smell of Chinese medicine in his room was too pungent.

Huo Wen'an actually felt a little hungry.

He stood up slowly, walked into the inner bedroom to take a look, and took away the clay-colored vase on the table by the window.He picked a few red plums sticking out of the wall from the uninhabited yard next door, and then went to the neighbor's house.

Hearing the knock on the door, Xu Xingguang opened the courtyard door, and saw Boss Huo standing outside the door holding a vase with red plums in it.

Boss Huo in front of him was wearing a black sweater, his skin was whiter than snow, and his vermilion lips were redder than the red plums in his bottle.

Xu Xingguang subconsciously raised his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

Very attractive Boss Huo.

"Congratulations on moving." Boss Huo handed the vase to Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang took the vase, "Come in. I'll be busy for a while, so you can stroll around by yourself."

"Ah."

Xu Xingguang went to the kitchen to continue cooking. Huo Wenan stood in the empty yard thinking for a while before going into the house.

The old furniture in the small building has been removed, and the brand new furniture is placed in the living room with an old decoration style, which seems a bit inconsistent.The TV wall in the main hall is empty, and the wallpaper is a bit torn. There are children's paintings that Xu Xingguang drew when he was young.

Huo Wen'an didn't understand the ghostly talisman-like painting.

Noticing the old man's cotton shoes on the shoe cabinet in the corner, Huo Wen'an realized that Xu Xingguang did not live alone. "Is there an elderly person at home?"

"Well, my grandfather." Xu Xingguang pointed to the upstairs, and explained: "The old man is paralyzed, so it is inconvenient to see guests."

Huo Wen'an understood very well.

"Peel the beans for me." Xu Xingguang suddenly threw a bag of green beans at him.

Huo Wen'an caught the beans, he was stunned for a moment, then walked into the kitchen and sat down on the small stool in front of the trash can.

The kitchen that combines Chinese and Western styles has a sense of age, but the space is spacious.Two people sharing the same room will not feel crowded.

Huo Wen'an honestly finished peeling the beans, and when he looked up, he saw the delicious food on the stove.

The feeling of hunger became stronger.

Xu Xingguang turned off the fire, picked up the earthen pot and walked towards the restaurant, saying as he walked, "Boss Huo, serve me the dishes." She was not polite at all, and did not treat Huo Wen'an as a guest.

Huo Wen'an hadn't been used by anyone for a long time, and he also found it strange, but he did everything he did.

Xu Xingguang made four dishes.

A stir-fried shredded lettuce, cut evenly in thickness and almost the same length, is fried crispy and tender with a green light, decorated with seven or eight red pepper rings, it tantalizes the taste buds just looking at it.

A bowl of steamed clam custard has a smooth and delicate surface, exuding the fresh fragrance of clams and the unique flavor of eggs.A plate of spicy pork trotters, oily but not greasy, fat and thin, Xu Xingguang also garnished with a few mint leaves.

There is a stewed chicken soup left, the color of the soup is slightly yellow, the wolfberry has kept its original color, it looks soft but not rotten, and the soup tastes delicious.

Looking at this table of dishes, Huo Wen'an had the urge to swallow, but he endured it.He didn't move his chopsticks in a hurry, but asked politely: "Don't you need to save food for your grandpa?"

"Keep it, keep it warm in the kitchen, let's eat first." Xu Xingguang asked him if he drank alcohol, Huo Wen'an shook his head, "Your body is not suitable for drinking."

"Let's eat then."

Huo Wen'an was not polite, he filled a bowl of chicken soup first, and did not make a sound while drinking the soup.After finishing drinking, I couldn't help filling another bowl.

"Other dishes are also good." Seeing that he had finished with the pot of chicken soup, Xu Xingguang scooped a spoonful of steamed eggs into the small bowl next to Huo Wen'an's soup bowl.

"Thank you." Huo Wen'an did not refuse Xu Xingguang's offer to take the food.

Huo Wen'an has lost his appetite these years, he ate very little, and his stomach has become smaller.Today's meal was particularly appetizing to Huo Wen'an, and he had the urge to overeat.

But he still restrained himself.

Putting down the chopsticks, Huo Wen'an sincerely praised: "The taste is very good, Miss Xu, I am amazed by your cooking skills."

Xu Xingguang's appetite was not small either. After she ate all the vegetables except the chicken soup, she put the mint leaves used to garnish the pork trotters into Huo Wenan's bowl. "Try this, you will be pleasantly surprised."

Huo Wen'an frowned, "I don't like mint." In fact, in the past, he didn't like to eat chicken or pig's trotters, but today he made an exception.

But Huo Wen'an really couldn't fall in love with mint.

Xu Xingguang clicked his tongue and told Huo Wen'an: "It's not mint, try it."

Huo Wen'an dubiously put the mint leaves into his mouth.

As soon as the mint entered, a gust of icy coolness rushed straight to Huo Wen'an's celestial cap, making his teeth and nerves tremble.

Huo Wenan opened his eyes slightly, and subconsciously wanted to spit out the mint leaves, but Xu Xingguang was looking at him intently, so he could only swallow them.

This meal, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

After eating, Huo Wen'an left.

Normally, every time Huo Wen'an ate for an hour, his body would absorb new energy, and the blood in his body would be frantically agitated.

At that time, it was like a small volcano was hidden in his body, and the pain made him sweat like crazy.

After three or four years, Huo Wen'an had already gotten used to this kind of life.

Back in the lounge, Huo Wen'an sat down on the recliner, waiting quietly for the onset of illness.When two o'clock approached, the temperature in Huo Wen'an's body gradually rose, and the blue blood vessels under his thin and fair skin began to expand.

But what puzzled him was that the expected riot and severe pain didn't happen. The blood in his body was only agitated for a few minutes, and then gradually calmed down.

Huo Wen'an's eyes changed from confusion to astonishment.

Why is this happening?

Huo Wen'an got up with doubts, walked out of the house, stood on the corridor under the eaves to watch the sunset, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from the next door.

He turned his head and looked over, through the iron fence wall, he saw Xu Xingguang walking out with a large porcelain basin.

Xu Xingguang put the porcelain pot by the courtyard wall, squatting there to plant something.

Huo Wen'an walked to the corner, stared at the busy Xu Xingguang, and asked her, "What are you planting?"

"Mint." Xu Xingguang said.

After observing for a while, Huo Wen'an noticed that Xu Xingguang's way of planting mint was completely different from that of professional gardeners.Gardeners plant mint by cuttings and sowing.

Dig a mint plant and plant it in the soil with its roots attached, and it will germinate soon.Or simply sprinkle with mint seeds.

But Xu Xingguang's mint seeds are not individual ones, but individual whiskers, with ice still forming on the whiskers.After she buried the roots in the soil, she sprinkled a layer of white stuff on top.

"What is that? Fertilizer?" Huo Wen'an was completely puzzled.

Xu Xingguang clapped his hands, stood up, winked at him and said, "Salt."

Huo Wen'an only thought that Xu Xingguang was joking. "When will the courier you put in my yard move there?"

"I'll move out later."

Huo Wen'an looked at the outer packaging of those express packages, and found that what Xu Xingguang bought were all tools, including agricultural tools, electrical tools, and maintenance tools.

A variety of varieties, everything.

"What are you buying so many tools for?" Huo Wen'an always couldn't see through all of Xu Xingguang's actions.

Xu Xingguang pointed to the empty yard behind her, and she said, "I'm going to redecorate the house and yard, and plan to open a live broadcast account for live broadcast."

Huo Wen'an knew that live streaming could make money, he stared at Xu Xingguang's delicate and beautiful hands, and didn't quite believe that she could decorate houses and design yards.

But people should not be judged by appearances. He didn't believe that Xu Xingguang could cook before.

"It's a good plan." But when he thought that his life span was short, and he didn't have much time to live, while the little girl next door was doing a live broadcast to earn money, Huo Wen'an's mood suddenly became delicate.

　It's so cruel for a dying person to face a lively girl every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)