The man who always talked about the best, directly called Su Xingchen's phone and said, "Now the sun is so big, you should be careful of heat stroke in the mountains."
Listening to the low voice caring about himself, Su Xingchen froze, then looked at the still fierce sun, and was especially honest: "No, the sun was stronger at noon, and it is much better now."
Yu Fengxing imagined that scene, and the whole person was bad: "What did you say?"
Go to work in the mountains at noon, don't you die?
"Uh ..." Su Xingchen thought the owner was a bit fierce and didn't dare to speak.
PresidentYu's face turned black. "Go back."
Then I remembered an important thing and asked Shen Shen: "How much do you dig?"
Su Xingchen couldn't help thinking that Mr. Yu really cared about the working life of the people: "Forty pounds, not as much as I dug last time."
That's why I want to dig a little longer.
Mr. Yu no longer knows what to say, but it sounds extremely patient: "Go back, how much do you sell these things, I bought them for you."
"Ah? That won't work." Su Xingchen refused categorically: "You bought everything, what about the customers who are planning to buy it?"
"..." Yu Fengxing didn't understand the market, and was there a plan to buy it?
"If you want to eat, I'll leave you a little." Su Xingchen smiled. "There is no need to pay for it with me."
In other words, mystery friend's business is not bad?
Yu Fengxing opened his mouth, closed it, and stopped interfering with friends who were working hard to manage his life; it was just that the sun in early July was really poisonous, and he was a little worried.
"Then I'll go back, Mr. Yu, bye." Su Xingchen whispered.
Yu Fengxing nodded quickly: "Well, bye."
Interfering with others to make money is unethical, but when you hear mysterious friends say that they will go back immediately, PresidentYu's caution jumped.
An hour later, Su Xingchen dragged his exhausted body back home and checked it. His hands and feet were not worn, and his shoulders were not worn. It just turned red.
Su Xingchen didn't care. He just rubbed his red shoulders and felt that he had a good adaptability.
He registered the buyer's information quickly.
Then he took some yam and pueraria, went up to the second floor, and hurry to make dinner for two.
During dinner, a cell phone that often receives text messages recently rang again.
Su Xingchen thought it was the owner of the house and sent himself a message again, so he wiped his hands, looked at it, and said, "Mr. Han?"
This number is Mr. Han's number. Since he returned from Beijing, the other party called him once and hung up without talking.
Now Mr. Han sent a text message saying: Xingchen, the summer vacation is here. Would you like to come to Beijing to play?
Su Xingchen saw the content of the text message again. Has the summer vacation come?
The word evoked Su Xingchen's memories of college life and made him stumble for a while while holding his mobile phone.
Then I thought about it carefully and replied to Mr. Han: Thank you Mr. Han, I have no plan to travel in the summer vacation.
Han Muzhen received Su Xingchen's reply, and it was not good enough: OK, if you want to come, you can tell me at any time. Last time I was really neglecting, and my heart was very sad.
I have contacted Su Xingchen several times. Han Muzhen knew more or less that this young man was not the ordinary young man himself.
Although relatively simple, but prepared to be strong.
Can be described as inaccessible, oil and salt do not enter, can not get close.
So he also took a break from the idea of developing it and treated him as an ordinary junior.
Su Xingchen felt a big head when he saw these words, because he was not very good at socializing with others.
In particular, Mr. Han's official power seems to be courteous on the surface. In fact, there are not many sincere people in the society. He does not like it.
In contrast, the owner is much better. Although the host is unkind, he often puts on bad faces, but people are extremely good.
Su Xingchen thought of the owner's goodness, and hurried back to Mr. Han: Hmm! I'm cooking in the pot, Mr. Han, let's talk next time.
Looking at this reply that was not in line with 'Communication', Han Muzhen looked extremely speechless: "..."
All I can say is that Su Xingchen is really a very special person.
Here, the pot rang gurgling, and it was simmering ribs and yam, with a hint of white gas, and the smell of meat and bones and yam was blowing to Su Xingchen.
He showed an expression of enjoyment and salivation, eyes round and bright.
Five minutes left to eat!
At this time, in order to move friends who are going to do farm work, the man who deliberately went home late after work opened the door and smelled an incense that was incredibly strong.
A sensation called warmth, which strikes Yu Fengxing's heart as the fragrance inhales into the lungs.
He couldn't say why, anyway, I just felt that someone had cooked dinner for him after work every day, and it felt good.
"You ..." President Yu, who opened his mouth to the air, suddenly closed again, because he found that he didn't even know the name of the mysterious friend.
The boss Yu, whose style has always been simple and rude, took out his mobile phone and took off Su Xingchen's phone. After connecting, "What's your name?"
Su Xingchen was stunned, "Ah ...?"
Yu Fengxing paused and said softly: "My name is Yu Fengxing."
With a few seconds of buffering, Su Xingchen finally kept up with Mr. Yu and quickly introduced himself: "My name is Su Xingchen ... 唔 ......"
Su Xingchen, who noticed that she was filling her mouth, closed her mouth and wanted to die!
"What is Su?" Yu Fengxing didn't hear clearly and asked on the phone.
Su Xingchen blinked, and hurriedly answered, "Su, Xiao, Chen!"
A very village name passed into Mr. Yu's ear crisply.
Mr. Yu comforted in disapproval: "The name is cute." Then he didn't mention the name again, and instead asked Su Xingchen: "Is dinner ready? I smell a great smell."
Su Xingchen said, "Okay, put it on the table, you go and eat."
"OK." Yu Fengxing hung up.
Then I walked over to see what the smell was so appealing to him.
When PresidentYu saw the mysterious friend Su Xiaochen digging yam up the mountain today, he raised an eyebrow, and his heart was sour and swelled, which was not a taste.
Why is Su Xiaochen so stupid, Yu Fengxing thought.
And this silly Su Xiaochen, after lying, her ears turned red, and she felt hot to touch.
"Ahem." Su Xingchen sat in the kitchen, holding a bone in the sea bowl.
Yu Fengxing, who has great ears, is outside, listening to the extravagant sound of bones thrown into the trash can in the kitchen, his muscles are stretched, and then there is a pair of small hands in his heart, stroking his internal organs and itching. .
But he was motionless and had no thought of peeping in the past.
Even if there are, they are violently carried away!
Yu Fengxing didn't want to peek over because he was afraid to scare Su Xiaochen away.
In this way, Su Xingchen finished the meal ‘quietly’ and ate a contented meal, ready to take a bath and rest.
Speaking of taking a bath, Su Xingchen's skin was hot again, because he hadn't bathed in hot water for several days, and he dunked wells with soap in the yard.
Tonight, he was too tired. He wanted to take a hot shower.
So if you want to take a hot bath, you have to say something to Mr. Yu.
Su Xingchen texted Mr. Yu: Mr. Yu, I want to take a hot bath in your bathroom for a while, do you mind? And sorry, I have used it before ...
Yu Fengxing saw the text message, and the thick sword eyebrows were raised. He replied very generously: I don't mind, you can use it casually.
Su Xingchen: Thank you!
From the short two words, Yu Fengxing can feel the joy of Su Xiaochen.
Really easy to meet, the man who read the text message shook his head, but there was a slight arc in the corner of his mouth.
Su Xiaochen, who was approved to sprinkle Huan in the owner's bathroom, brought a washbasin from below, which contained his toiletries, toothpaste and toothbrush.
There was also a pair of clean trousers, which lay over the shoulders.
When Su Xingchen hummed Geer to take a bath in the bathroom, Yu Fengxing couldn't help but came to the door of the bathroom with a complicated look.
Of course, he couldn't hear Su Xingchen singing, only the sound of water falling on the floor.
Foretelling that someone was indeed taking a shower inside.
This is a strange thing that cannot be explained scientifically.
But Yu Fengxing didn't care.
After listening for a while, Yu Fengxing returned to the study room to handle the work.
However, after he sat down, some suspicious clues emerged in his mind. For example, the two names Su Xiaochen and Su Xingchen are somewhat similar.
For example, when he called Su Xiaochen for the first time, Yu Fengxing felt that his voice was a little familiar, like ... like a small road repair in the game.
But it is logically impossible to be so coincidental.
So Yu Fengxing shook his head and felt that his imagination was too rich, so he would associate these three unrelated people.
Su Xingchen was too tired tonight, so after reading the book for a while, he went down to sleep.
A text message was sent to the owner before going to bed: I went to sleep, Mr. Yu. If you feel hungry, warm the pork rib soup in the refrigerator and eat it. good night.
Mr. Yu, who went to work when he got home, returned: I see, good night.
Su Xingchen can even imagine the serious expression of Mr. Yu frowning at the sound of text messages, and then replying with his mobile phone.
It must be pretty bad!
But sincerely reply to good night to myself.
How does Mr Yu feel so cute?
Su Xingchen thought about it, scratched her hair, and then paused for a while, then pulled up a thin quilt to cover her bare skin, so as not to be bitten by the smoked mosquitoes.
However, Su Xingchen was unlucky.
Waking up the next morning to wash his face, he found a big red dot on his cheek.
Swollen, bulging like a small crater.
Su Xingchen poke with her fingers, it hurts and itches, and she secretes unknown liquid!
A little depressed Su Xiaochen, texted the house owner for help: morning, does Mr. Yu have anti-inflammatory ointment at home? I got a swelling on my face from mosquitoes.
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