Chapter 22:

That night, Su Xingchen made the last dinner for the owner, and then wrote on the small note: Go out for a few days, the return date is uncertain, please find food for yourself.
This feeling is like settling Xiaohuang and Xiaobai.
Su Xingchen felt a bit wrong. How could the house owner be on a par with the dog, and he obviously cared more about the dog.
Yu Fengxing: "..."
Yu Da BoSS, who came back to work after dinner, saw a small note on the food box, and her eyebrows frowned suddenly: "Is the date fixed?"
This means that I don't know when I can eat the appetizing food.
However, Yu Fengxing noticed more than just this matter. From the line of the small note, he was sure that the other party was not a godlike thing, but a living man.
Yu Fengxing couldn't tell what it was like. He didn't like people and didn't want to get too close.
If this mysterious Tianluo girl diligently delivers meals because she sees herself, then I'm very sorry, he won't accept it.
It's so clear.
Even if there are no more appetizing meals in the future, it is definitely not ambiguous.
Early the next morning, Su Xingchen got up early and gave himself a bowl of noodles.
Because the noodles were not easy to store, and the owner of the house was up late, Su Xingchen placed only one bowl.
However, he still saw the note left by the owner.
It says: Why do you send me food? If it is because you like me, then don't give it away. I am a singleton and don't fall in love.
After Su Xingchen read this note, the expression on his face looked particularly wonderful: "Really ..."
Abandon the degree of narcissism of the owner for a while, and feel the character of the owner is still good, although the words are always bad.
Su Xingchen picked up his pen and replied: I don't like you, I'm a man.
For his own information, Su Xingchen only dared to reveal so much, and decided to be careful when communicating with the owner of the house in the future.
Then Su Xingchen packed up and went out.
This time out, Su Xingchen booked a train ticket, which saved a lot of money, but took a long time.
When Yu Fengxing woke up, Su Xingchen had arrived at the train station and was ready to board the train.
"Hello!" Su Xingchen sneezed, raised her hand to open the hood, and rubbed her nose.
Then I called the real estate agent and asked if my house was rented out.
The housing agent seemed embarrassed and said to Su Xingchen: "Boss, your house is priced slightly higher than the market. I have said that it is not easy to rent ..."
That's the meaning of not renting out yet.
Su Xingchen hesitated, and simply said, "That's it, I don't want to reduce the price. I will leave it empty if no one rents it."
When he left, Su Xingchen was worried that he would not be able to support himself in the countryside, and then he thought of renting out a house in Beijing.
When I arrived at my hometown, I found that my hometown was full of treasures. As long as I was diligent, I could support myself.
Su Xingchen thought that the house in Beijing could be kept, and he could live at any time when he went back.
After finishing washing at home, Yu Fengxing habitually searched for food containers.
As a result, the food container was empty and there was only one note.
After reading the contents of the note, Yu Fengxing's expression changed, and she was very surprised: "Is it a man?"
The mysterious man who makes delicious meals these days is a man?
Yu Fengxing was surprised, imagining the men around him (including himself) who can only open their mouths ... more and more incredible.
However, it ’s okay. At the discretion of Mr. Yu, who will never be tempted in his life, he thought that being a man is much simpler.
At ten o'clock that night, Su Xingchen's train finally arrived in Beijing. After a day of driving, he got dizzy and couldn't find the north.
It was too hard to take a long-distance train, Su Xingchen thought uncomfortably.
Su Xingchen, holding a backpack containing Ganoderma lucidum, sat in a small shop near the station and ate a bowl of hot lamb ramen.
The screen of a cell phone that was almost dead was flashing on the table.
Su Xingchen answered the phone with a clatter: "Hey, Mr. Han?"
He paused over there and asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone before?"
Su Xingchen rubbed the eyes of pantothenic acid and explained apologetically, "Because my cell phone is easily depleted, I turned it off." And since Dad passed away, there are few people to contact.
It seemed that Su Xingchen was heard there, and the cold tone eased a bit: "That's it. I heard Mr. Huang said that you set off for Beijing today, presumably now."
"Um." Su Xingchen looked at the brightly lit station and raised a tired smile: "I'm at the train station and I'll go back to the carpool later."
Han Muzhen: "???"
Obviously, Han Muzhen couldn't understand why he took the slow train.
He always cares nothing, and asks, "Why not fly?"
Su Xingchen smiled embarrassedly, but there was nothing to hide: "Because it is cheaper to take a train."
Master Han, who has a good family background, was silent for a moment, raised his watch, looked at the time, and said, "Do I need to meet you at the train station?"
Su Xingchen froze, then shook his head: "No, my car is about to leave."
Han Muzhen, who is also very well-educated, was no longer reluctant after being rejected, and said, "The day after tomorrow is the birthday of my grandfather. You can come that day."
Su Xingchen busy said, "Oh, okay."
At this time, Su Xingchen's mind emerged, a picture of a family busy celebrating the old gentleman's birthday, it must be very warm, he thought.
"That's it, then at ten o'clock the day after tomorrow, I will send you the address." Han Muzhen said, and hung up.
Soon after, Su Xingchen received a home address in his mobile phone.
It's quite far from Su Xingchen's home.
After returning home from carpooling, Su Xingchen was too sad to fall on the bed and slept awkwardly.
Early the next morning, opening his eyes and discovering that he had returned to a familiar home, Su Xingchen's tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes: "Woohoo ..."
Su Xingchen cried like a child no one wanted, turning around and hugging the pillow, sobbing uncontrollably.
While shouting the word 'dad', he looked sad and pathetic.
Su Xingchen cried for a moment, feeling that she felt much better, at least not the kind of wandering soul that she wanted to cry but could not cry.
Dr. Fang said it was good to be able to vent.
Thinking of Dr. Fang, Su Xingchen quickly got up from bed because he was going out today and the time was very urgent.
Twenty minutes later, Su Xingchen was wearing cotton sports pants, short-sleeved t-shirts, white shoes, and a sun hat, and went out with a backpack.
Su Xingchen was used to the fresh air without haze in his hometown, but was not used to walking on the streets of Beijing.
Just bring a mask.
The wind was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes.
Dr. Fang received a call from Su Xingchen this morning and asked him if he could come and see him; of course, Dr. Fang said that it was okay, because he also wanted to know the changes of Su Xingchen.
"Dr. Fang, good morning." Su Xingchen saw Dr. Fang, but was a bit shy and nostalgic, and did not dare to walk over.
"Good morning, Xingchen, come and sit down." Doctor Fang greeted Su Xingchen cordially and pulled Su Xingchen a chair.
"Thank you, but ... I'm not sitting anymore, I just came to see you." Su Xingchen said with a smile, "I haven't made an appointment today, so I can't delay."
Taking off the backpack, he said, "Yes, I have only one kudzu root from the countryside, but it is heavy and chubby."
Doctor Fang looked at the young man and presented Gegen to himself. He couldn't help but be surprised, and sincerely smiled, "Okay, Gegegen is a good thing. Thank you, Xingchen."
Su Xingchen was a little shy when praised, pouting, "You're welcome."
Then he said a few words to Dr. Fang, he offered to leave: "I want to see my dad. I'm afraid I don't have enough time, so I'll leave first, see Dr. Fang."
Su Xingchen stepped out of the consultation room, with a sad look on his face, but a hopeless expression.
The last time I left here, it was completely different.
Since he was going to see his dad, Su Xingchen bought a large bouquet of lilies at the flower shop. This is a flower that Dad liked very much during his lifetime.
Yes, Su Xingchen gathered on the lilies to be put on the bud and sniffed gently.
Quietly thinking of his father's youth, he became a stop on the subway.
People don't know what sad thing this red-eyed young man has encountered, but he never knows the blessing in his heart.
Castle Peak Cemetery on the outskirts.
Su Xingchen put the lily flower in front of Dad's tombstone. He rolled up his sleeves for hygiene, and hummed with a pretending voice: "Dad, I'm here to see you, are you happy? You see that your place is dirty, and the rats are not I've beaten you ... son to help you clean up. "
"By the way, I'm back home, do you know? It turns out that what you said is true, the second floor is really amazing ..." Su Xingchen wiped her eyes, breaking her tears and laughing: "The owner of the house is really unlucky, every day I ca n’t eat well or sleep well, and I have to stay overnight ... so I, ah, made him cook and clean, and he made him fat ...

"Would you blame me for being a prodigal? Take your hard work and give my wife your wife to support others ..." Su Xingchen shook his shoulder: "But I am only 19 years old, um ... I am only 19 years old year old……"
Dad has passed away.
The sunset in Beijing is not always yellow orange, sometimes it can be gray.
For example today.
Su Xingchen left Qingshan Cemetery, went home to clean up the house, and then made himself a dinner.
"I don't know if Uncle Niu and the dogs have dinner ..." Su Xingchen murmured bite by bite. After a long time, I remembered the owner of the house who didn't like to take out. Did the other party eat?
S city airport, the owner of the house does not like to take out: "Hello!"
Yu Fengxing sneezed, pulled out a paper towel and wiped it, watching the time by the way.
The plane took off immediately and flew to Beijing.
Yu Fengxing ’s father, Professor Han ’s father, will have 90 birthdays tomorrow. As a junior who is bound to be present every year during his birthday, Yu Fengxing will not be absent this year.
After the plane took off, the lights outside the window were bright.
Yu Fengxing stared at the night scene of S city for a while, then heard the stewardess coming over and asked, "Hello sir, may I have a meal?"
"No need." President Yu refused like a dog and waited for the stewardess to leave before putting on a disgusting face and rubbing pantothenic stomach: "What plane meal to eat, it is impossible to eat plane meal in this life. . "