Xie An walked out of Cai Gen's store, took his son and flew away.
However, after going around in a circle, he returned to Cai Gen's shop and hid in the darkness. He was unwilling to do it for no other reason.
Outside the store, staring at Cai Gen who was hiding at the bar, Xie An's heart was about to burst with blood. He was a coward and an ordinary person, that's right.
I have been following Cai Gen for 18 years. When the candidates were choosing their birth dates, eight generations of their ancestors checked them, and there was nothing special.
Every time I take advantage of this kid's luck and practice benevolence, it's normal. Why does it happen like this at the end of the Reclamation Festival?
Yes, he is no longer an ordinary person, so he gave him the yin and yang eyes just to scare him to death. As a result, as a result, even he suffered a big loss today.
Look at the wound on his shoulder. It no longer bleeds and has turned black. It took a hundred years for him to eat with his right hand. It is impossible.
Look at Xiao Qi, who is holding his hand again. His head has been smashed into a square shape, his orifices are bleeding, his figure has also become much lighter, and he has a tendency to lose his soul.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, escaped with his arm broken, and been slapped two more times, the two of them would have had to answer for everything.
No, I have been working down there for so many years, and I have never suffered such a big loss. I must ask for an explanation. Is there any law for beating a civil servant like this? Is there justice?
If Xie An was asked to go into the house to find Cai Gen, he would definitely not dare to do so. Although the primitive man has disappeared, who knows when he will come out?
Standing in the shadows outside Cai Gen's store, Xie An's eyes were cloudy and he began to think of countermeasures.
Xiao Qi next to her was wiping the blood on her face and crying silently, lamenting her miserable fate and wondering when it would end.
At around 6 o'clock in the morning, Cai Gen still came out from under the bar.
The time is up and if you don't cook, it's too late.
When I came to the kitchen, I stared at the refrigerator cabinet for a long time. There were not many ingredients left. I must be thinking about purchasing them today.
A bowl of noodles, two eggs, a handful of chopped green onions, add water to make it liquid, then add two drops of sesame oil, heat a pan, add oil, then use a large spoon to pour the noodles into the pan, and a palm-sized egg pancake will appear.
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A piece of cake only needs to be turned once and it is ready to be cooked. It is very simple and fast.
This is the simplest pasta. If you eat rice porridge every day, your son and wife will revolt.
6 pancakes, ready in 15 minutes, each one is golden and attractive, full of green onion aroma.
Take out two frozen chicken legs, defrost them in the microwave on high heat for 2 minutes, and boil a pot of water.
Cai Gen didn't turn on the TV today. He was very confused and just stared at the chicken drumsticks spinning in the microwave.
The ice has melted, the skin has become a little dry, and the blood inside has flowed out, a bit like Mr. Xie's arm yesterday.
When he thought of this, Cai Gen shook his head unconsciously, killing this idea in the cradle and not letting it slip away.
Take out the chicken legs, chop them into small pieces with a bone-crushing knife, add hot water, blanch them, remove impurities, take them out again, heat the pan with oil, green onion, ginger and garlic, add chicken legs, soy sauce, half a can of beer, and then just wait
Once the soup is absorbed by the chicken legs, it will be ready.
After Cai Gen completed a series of tasks skillfully, he went to the bathroom to wash his face and began daily cleaning.
Because this small city is a mining area and it is still the heating season, tall chimneys can be seen everywhere, trying their best to vent their dissatisfaction with work into the sky. Then the whole city is shrouded in the dissatisfaction of the chimneys, and there is a lot of dust.
Even if every house is well sealed to keep warm, there is still a lot of dust.
Although there are no customers, Cai Gen still tries his best to wipe the table and mop the floor every morning, so that a clean and hygienic shop is always ready for customers.
When cleaning the bar table, he saw the two black spots again. Cai Gen didn't hesitate and just passed by them. He didn't want to highlight his specialness. Compared with those weird things, what are two spots?
When cleaning the dining table, Cai Gen is a little cautious. Every time he moves the stool in front of the dining table, every time he wipes the table, he stares at it for 2 seconds before taking action. The psychological suggestion is really powerful. He waits for 2 seconds.
, let those guests who are invisible to you please give way to avoid offending.
Cai Gen worked very hard when mopping the floor. Although the blood stains had disappeared, there had been blood stains after all. Even in Cai Gen's memory, he was constantly reminded that where there was a blood stain, there was a blood mark.
The last task is to offer incense to the God of Wealth. There have been a lot of things in the past two days. Cai Gen still has great hopes for the Wen Wealth God and the Wu Wealth God in front of him. He hopes that they can take the time to take care of it and make money or not.
It's not that important anymore. I just want to ensure that people are safe. This request isn't too much.
I lit 9 incense sticks at once, bowed devoutly, and then inserted them into the incense burner. The incense burned quickly, and there was already a long section of incense ashes when Cai Gen bowed.
When Cai Gen inserted it into the incense burner, a long piece of hot incense ash fell on the back of his hand as Cai Gen moved. There was a red burn, followed by a long blister. It was very painful, but
Cai Gen still put the incense in place.
What does this mean? I offer you incense and also burn me. Are you dissatisfied with me? Or are you hinting at something?
Cai Gen touched the blisters on the back of his hands and speculated on divine grace.
The smell of stewed chicken legs came from the kitchen. Cai Gen stopped speculating and ran to the kitchen. If the pot was burnt, it would be over.
Fortunately, the soup in the chicken legs was completely absorbed, and the white chicken completely turned into brown. It was very appetizing, so I quickly plated it.
After cleaning the pot, I boiled water and prepared to make seaweed and egg drop soup. Today’s breakfast is complete.
While waiting for the water to boil, Cai Gen unlocked the glass door of the store, walked out of the store, lit a cigarette, took a long puff, and exhaled.
The breath and smoke mixed together. Cai Gen's mouth was like a dry ice making machine, which was very conspicuous in the light night of early morning. Cai Gen's head was more like a pot of boiling water.
The air in the morning is very good, the sky is bright, the lights in front of the store are no longer so obvious, the endless darkness recedes, and the things in the distance have also lifted their black veils, revealing their true appearance.
Bare trees, rows of cars in parking spaces, and strange-shaped community sculptures.
Under the dim light, everything looks so ordinary, so normal.
Why is it so scary at night? Is it because you can’t see?
It's a bit strange today. Why are there no people going to work or going to school passing by the store?
There were only a few scattered old people passing by Cai Gen, carrying vegetables bought from the morning market.
I went back to the house and looked at the quartz clock. It was 5 minutes to 7 o'clock. It shouldn't be. They don't go to work or go to school?
I took out my phone and looked at it. Damn it, today is Saturday.
Cai Gen quickly went to the kitchen and turned off the boiling water pot.
What a mistake, what a major mistake!
My wife and son are off today and won't come for breakfast.
Have you been frightened and confused?
It's so miserable every day.
This chapter has been completed!