Chapter 58: Clogged pool

The boss has already discovered the new guest at this time and enthusiastically asked him what to eat.
After a while, he turned his attention from the black car back to the menu hanging above the counter. After watching the tour, he chose the simplest beef burger. He thought about it and added a fish and chips.
The burger can be left in the evening to take a hot breakfast in the microwave oven, so that your dinner is also available, at least until tomorrow, and then consider learning to cook.
In the rest of the day, there was some thoughtlessness in the rest of the day. He couldn’t help but think of the strange man he met at the burger shop and the stunned hand, even dreaming when he slept at night.
He dreamed that the pale hand caressed his body a little, and the touch of the palm of his hand was clear. The of the hand was carrying something, but he could not see clearly. He couldn't see the master of the hand. He only knew that he was provocative and soft, and even took the initiative to lick the other's neck, sending a sweet and seductive kiss, tempting the man to kiss him back... and then He heard himself making a voice and shouting at that person...
After a long sweat, I suddenly woke up from my dreams.
In fact, he did not have such a strange dream of doing this kind of dream at this age, and he was not too upset by this, but the object of the dream was a man who only showed one hand. He was still so softly attached to the family called "husband." "...it's not quite right.
At least for the past twenty years, he has been pursuing a pure and pure heart, and has never done such a luxurious and lonely nightmare.
Late, he was so scared that he would call his parents to call the Vietnamese phone, and his son was not filial. When he first came to the capitalist society, he would dedicate himself to the dead capitalist invisible man on the third day... but he was only Think about it, of course, it is impossible to act.
Moreover, it is four o'clock in the morning, the domestic time is two o'clock in the middle of the night, I dare to call this time at home. His mother is estimated to be scared to death first, and then he will be beaten after learning that there is nothing big, even if you can’t catch someone now, you have to remember After the account is booked, he will go back and count.
Sit up late, wipe the sweat on your head, pick up the empty glass on the table, open the door, and go to the kitchen to pick up the water.
As he passed the front mirror, he looked inside to see what he was looking at at the moment—the eyes were blurred, the water was faint, and his face was faint.
"..." He closed his eyes and shook his head. He took the cup and opened the door to walk to the kitchen. His feet were a little soft. He secretly spurned himself, just a dream, how can he be so loved and loved, too disappointing.
After a long time in the kitchen, I poured two large glasses of cold water to calm down, put the cup back in the bedroom and then went to the opposite bathroom.
This floor has five bathrooms and five bathrooms, distributed in the middle of the floor. There are two male and two female, and one male and female, the pattern is basically the same. There is no window in the bathroom, there is a sink and a urinal. Locking the door after entering it is a completely private space.
After twisting the faucet on the sink, I want to wash my hands. By the way, I wash my face and wake up. He still remembers the incompetent appearance of his own face in the mirror. It is really unbearable.
The clear water flows out of the metal faucet, but flows into the pool but cannot flow along, but piles up in the pool, like the sewer pipe is blocked by something. At the same time, the liquid starts to rise upward from the drain below the pool, but it is not pure and colorless water, but the thin red liquid that is entangled in the silk.
At the beginning, he didn't care. The water that was sometimes released at school because of rust and so on will also turn red or yellow.
But he soon found out that the liquid smelled a little suffocating, like the smell of blood, but it was not as thick as blood. If it was hard to say, it would be like blood diluted with water.
More and more red liquids are entangled with each other and flow from the bottom to the clear water in the pool.
I didn’t dare to stay again, hurriedly shut the tap and ran out and went back to my room. He didn't say anything, and he came in first. He instinctively didn't want to have more trouble. What's more, now in the middle of the night, most people are sleeping, and he doesn't know who to report to.
There is also a sink in each room for daily grooming. After hesitating, try to unscrew the faucet of your own sink.
The clear water flows out of it, and it drains smoothly along the drain at the bottom of the pool.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and even some could not judge whether the scene he had just seen was really just an illusion that he had become faint because of his dreams.
The time displayed on the mobile phone is already at 4:30 in the morning. Looking out from the window, the sky in the distance has already become white. The dormitory is on the street, standing in front of the window and you can see the vehicles that have passed by occasionally - everything is so peaceful and normal.
Late, I threw myself into the bed, turned off the bedside lamp, and closed my eyes.
Sleeping until tomorrow morning should be fine.
This time, the hand and his master did not dream again.
The next day was a sunny day with a bright sun. The summer steamed the scent of the grass. The sun in the summer was too warm. When you went out, you had to apply thick sunscreen and wear a baseball cap and sunglasses.
The bathroom he went to last night was closest to his bedroom, diagonally opposite, the most frequent one. When he went back in the morning, he found that the sink was cleared, everything was normal, and nothing happened to anyone.
Late, I couldn’t tell if the strange sight I saw last night was my own illusion or just an ordinary sewer blockage accident – ​​maybe it’s just a clumsy classmate who blocked the sewer with the fresh beef block sold in the supermarket. However, although this conjecture is also very uncomfortable.
But some of the non-hardcover raw beef sold in this supermarket does carry a lot of blood, may be so fresh, suitable for them to fry steak? Late in the country, I never buy food and cook, and I have no experience in this area. I can only guess so easily. Jiang Tian also said that the pork in the supermarket is more suffocating than the domestic one. It seems that it is not bleeding when slaughtered.
I didn’t spend too much time on these things, and I soon looked forward to today’s trip.
Sophie is a city built after planning and design. The whole city looks clean and regulated, but the area is small and there are fewer places to play. Jiang Tian and Chi Hao made an appointment to go out for dinner at noon, then went to several art galleries and museums where they were very interested, and then came back to teach him to make simple meals at night.
The two people will take the bus back and forth. The bus here will not stop at the station. If you see the bus you are going to take, you have to wave in advance. When you get off the bus, you must press the button in advance to signal the driver, almost every time on every bus. There are vacancies.
Sitting in the bus and looking out at the distant scenery through the window, the sky is a mess, the sun is shining to the dazzling, but few people are seen, only the green meadows, the rolling hills and the low housing of the residents - - Most of them are small houses of one or two floors, and the ten-storey apartment building is basically extinct. The vegetation coverage is very high. On the right side of the road is a large grove surrounded by a green lake, and each hill in the path is like a forest park.
Jiang Tian told him that when he climbed the mountain, he might encounter kangaroos. If you push your hands down and spread your hands and approach them from the front, they will not run. They will stand there and let you touch them until they are bothered. Run quickly and hop.
I heard some heartbeat later.
It is not like a modern city in the 21st century. It is more in line with the imagination of rural idyllic life in literary works.
In the evening, under the supervision of Jiang Tian, ​​Chi Hao finally succeeded in producing the first egg fried rice in his life, and now he finally had to feed his own capital. Jiang Tian made a cola chicken wings and sprinkled it with him on the plate. I came here for the first time to eat the authentic Chinese dishes for so many days. I was so moved that I almost cried.
Jiang Tian suggested him: "Coke chicken wings are the easiest dish to cook, and it is not easy to make too bad. Compared with other meats, the chicken wings in the supermarket are cheaper. You can also try to do it."
Knowing the name of the dish sounds very difficult. Late and nodded with tears.
Because the room is close, the location of Alex and Emily's refrigerator is also here, so this kitchen is generally used.
Later, I can often see Alex and his friends get together. They are a group of young people with tall and good body appearance and excellent men, women and women. Later, I saw that they went out in groups in the middle of the night, or together with wine to go to the top of the fifth floor to drink and chat.
According to Jiang Tian, ​​although young people like them are not uncommon, there are also many students who are soaked in the laboratory library gym. Life and study are very regular.
"But I haven't started class yet. After two days of formal opening, they should have to spare a lot of energy to study." Jiang Tian explained.
Emily is often a person, occasionally baking cakes or cookies with her female friends. She made a pasta today, and Jiang Tian gave her a chicken wings she made herself. As a reciprocating woman, she also gave two small portions of her own food to Chi Yu and Jiang Tian. Supermarkets often sell a variety of styles of pasta pasta, etc., buy it and cook it with a little sauce. It is a kind of food that students often do here. For some people, they often open fire and stir fry. Jiangtian cooking may be as magical as magic.
"Today's kangaroo meat is used." Emily pointed to her sticky face.
I haven’t eaten kangaroo meat lately, and I haven’t noticed it in the supermarket. However, his teacher Qin Hanshi said that in fact, the people of the Qin and Han Dynasties were able to see all kinds of animals and plants that they could see. The waters running on the ground flying in the sky were full of different kinds of taboos. However, after thousands of years of evolution, the climate of the inland areas has changed a lot, and the corresponding eating habits have changed a lot. The birds and snakes have gradually withdrawn from the table, and there have been many adjustments and changes in cooking methods. . However, in the southern regions such as Guangdong Province, the climate has not changed much in the past millennium, so many dietary traditions have been preserved, such as eating raw fish, eating snakes, roasting meat, etc. It can be said that Lingnan Yuedi is actually a living fossil of Chinese food tradition. .
So how can he be afraid of eating kangaroo meat as a Chinese descendant?
After a short chop, put a chopstick into the mouth, then raised his head and politely replied: "Thank you, very delicious."
He didn't actually taste the taste of kangaroo meat, on the one hand because it was all the tiny meat foam mixed in the noodles, on the other hand, the taste of this pasta was really too strange to be too terrible. Indescribably sour taste. And Emily had eaten her own meals for two years. I couldn’t imagine how they survived. Not only did they survive, but also had to study and take exams... it was admirable.
It is also possible that he and these Western students have fundamental differences in taste structure.
He now feels that the fried rice he made is quite delicious.

Two days later, the school officially started classes, and later, he gradually adapted to life here.
The kitchen is a good social environment, and he and the neighbors on the fourth floor are familiar with each other while cooking. His cooking skills have also improved, at least he will now fry potatoes.
This day is Friday, Alex is making steak, late in cutting potatoes, and the two chat about the school.
"My steak is ready, do you want to try it?"
"No, thank you." Ever since I tasted Emily's face, I didn't dare to try these neighbors' crafts easily. And Alex loves almost the whole life steak. It's not that he can. Challenging.
It seems to be a shame to the Qin and Han ancestors.
I was thinking about it lately, and I accidentally cut my index finger.
The knife was very sharp, although only a small hole was cut, and the blood of Yin Hong suddenly came out.
The smell of light blood drifted away.