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Before 05:30, several people who attended the birthday party arrived, and Fang Xi led them into the box.

Before sitting down, Curly first handed the gift to Fang Xi: "Happy birthday."

Fang Xi just wanted to say thank you after receiving the gift, but was pulled over by Curly, and whispered in his ear: "Go back and unwrap it, don't let your parents see it."

Fang Xihan is about to come down, brother, what kind of unseen things did you give? !

Facing Fang Xi's puzzled and terrified gaze, Curly raised his eyebrows obscenely.

All right, all right, don't say anything.Fang Xi hurriedly thanked her, then stuffed it into her backpack pretending nothing happened.

The rest of the people also gathered around to give presents one by one. They didn't give anything strange, they gave four eyes a pair of sneakers, Yang Xiaoxuan gave a set of Sherlock Holmes, and Xu Tian a set of pens.When it was Yu Gaoming's turn, he carried a big box.

"What is this?"

"Canned meat!"

"Cat food?"

"What cats eat, people eat!" Yu Gaoming patted the box, "My relative runs a canning factory, and just sent two boxes over a few days ago, and gave you one box as a gift."

Fang Xi: ...

Several other people showed expressions of contempt.

Yu Gaoming waved his hand, and argued: "Don't look down on canned meat, this brand is very expensive, if it weren't for my brother, I wouldn't share a box with you." He scratched his head and said a little discouraged, " This canned food is delicious, but my relatives said that they opened several canning factories at some point, and their business was almost robbed. They have been making this kind of canned food and there is nothing new about it. If you want to close the door, you won’t be able to eat if you want to eat in the future.”

For a while, everyone didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

Fang Xi looked at the box and asked, "Is it really that delicious?"

Yu Gaoming patted his chest and assured: "It must! I grew up with snacks! Don't look at it as a small brand, but the quality is absolutely guaranteed."

"Since what you said is so good, don't you mind if I open it up and give you a few cans to taste?"

"Of course I don't mind."

Fang Xi cut the packing tape with the key to open the box, and there were three layers of cans neatly placed inside.

Holding the can and looking at it for a while, Fang Xi suddenly said, "Gao Ming, have your relatives considered what to do instead of making cans?"

While enthusiastically distributing canned food to everyone, Yu Gaoming replied doubtfully, "I don't know that."

"Ever considered canning cats?"

Yu Gaoming: "Ah?!"

"You have accompanied me to buy canned cat food, and you know that the price is not cheap. Since canned food for people is not competitive, why don't you try making canned food for pets?" Fang Xi rubbed his chin and thought seriously, "Now pets are related The industry is in its infancy, and the production and manufacturing of pet medicines, food, and toys are not well developed. Although it has not been seen in the past two years, the demand for pet products in my country will increase significantly in the future, but the development of related domestic manufacturing industries cannot keep up, and Without a sound rule system, most people who have higher requirements for products will choose imported products. If your relatives can start a brand of domestic healthy pet food, when this wave comes, they may be able to monopolize most of the market. "

The more Fang Xi talked, the more feasible he felt: "Especially with the rise of the Internet in the next few years, online shopping will gradually become the mainstream, and Taobao and Jingdong will appear one after another. At the same time, the express delivery industry will also develop rapidly. There is no need to worry about the circulation of products. If you enter the e-commerce platform in the early stage of establishment, seize the opportunity, and add some publicity methods, you will soon become the most popular pet food company."

"But after all, it still requires a lot of investment to implement it. Originally, it only made canned pork. After the transformation, it needs to develop more common meat varieties such as cattle, sheep, chicken, and fish. The source of meat alone is a big problem. In the production stage, it is also necessary to hire specialized pet food researchers. At present, domestic relevant professionals are still limited. In addition, it is necessary to prepare for the first two years when no one cares about it. After all, the development of the industry also takes time. In general, it is still Wait, if you can afford it, it's definitely a good business."

Fang Xi said something on his own, and when he looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him with expressions of "Wait, what are you talking about?"

Xu Tian directly whispered to Yang Xiaoxuan in a voice that everyone could hear: "Xuan, are you sure this is Fang Xi? Didn't he get pierced by someone's soul in the future?"

Yang Xiaoxuan: "...don't read weird novels all the time."

Yu Gaoming repeated with his eyes wide open and dull: "What did you just say, can you say it again?"

"Pretend I didn't say anything. You sit down, and I'll rush the food." Fang Xi hurriedly found an excuse and ran out of the box. If they didn't leave, they would definitely start asking themselves what Taobao is.

After agreeing with the waiter that the food can be served, Fang Xi walked to the door of the restaurant.

It got dark very early in November, and it was already dark outside, with the dim yellow street lamps illuminating the fallen leaves all over the ground.

Fang Xi raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already 10:[-], [-] minutes past the agreed time.He poked his head out and searched both sides of the street. This street was located near a residential area, and most of the people coming and going were residents returning home. It was not very lively, and anyone who came over could be seen at a glance.But no matter how eager Fang Xi was, no one who looked like Ji Lingyang appeared.

A leaf was blown against Fang Xi's face by the cold wind. He reached out to stroke it away, turned up the collar of his school uniform jacket, and pulled the zipper to the top.

I looked at the time again, it was 45:5, only [-] minutes had passed.

Fang Xi tucked his hands into his sleeves, raised them to his mouth and breathed in.The heating seemed to be turned on in the box, and I didn't feel cold even though I was wearing only a sweater under the school uniform. When I went out, I found that the wind was blowing, and my hands were a little stiff.He stomped his feet a few times and moved his body.

Maybe he just misread the time?

Or the bus you were on broke down?

Still can't find a restaurant?

Fang Xi randomly searched for a reason, trying to look around over and over again.

I don't know how long it has passed, Fang Xi has become a little disheartened, he raised his hand to look at his watch, but retracted his finger the moment he stretched it out.

What's the use of looking at the watch, if he's not going to come at all, it doesn't matter how you look at it.

At this time, Fang Xi missed the days when he had a mobile phone, at least he could call him to ask why he didn't come, and if he didn't answer, he would keep calling until his mobile phone turned off automatically.

Fang Xi sighed, turned around and prepared to enter the restaurant.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder, Fang Xi's eyes lit up, and he turned his head abruptly.

"What are you doing, why are you rushing food so that everyone is gone?" Yu Gaoming stared at innocent big eyes.Seeing Fang Xi staring at him without speaking, Yu Gaoming swallowed, "Don't look at me like that, I'm scared."

Fang Xi pursed his lips coldly, walked past him without saying a word, and suddenly punched him in the stomach.

Yu Gaoming yelled "Aww", clutching his stomach and chasing after Fang Xi and pretending to cry: "Oh, oh, it hurts me to death, you are murdering my brother."

Fang Xi rolled his eyes: "If you call me again, I will really hit you."

"Don't, just kidding, don't be so serious." Yu Gaoming immediately straightened his back and stood side by side with Fang Xi, "Why are you standing at the door? Is there anyone else?"

"No, they're all here."

"Oh." Yu Gaoming didn't delve into it, he changed the subject and asked, "Is it true what you said about pet food just now?"

Fang Xi gave him a strange look: "Why, do you really want to tell your relatives?"

"Give it a try. It's not a must." Yu Gaoming told Fang Xi about the canning factory in detail. The main reason is that Yu's father invested money in it. If it is really feasible, he can discuss it with his relatives. It's good for everyone to do it.

Fang Xi didn't dare to guarantee it with him. The rise of pets and the Internet is inevitable, but whether he can make money in related industries depends on various factors. He can only disclose what he has seen and heard in the future to Yu Gaoming in another way. .

Two and a half-year-old children gathered at the door of the box, and chatted on this topic for a long time, but were finally interrupted by the waiter who served the food.

The two hurriedly opened the door and went in, each sitting down.

Curly took a special look at the door, and asked strangely: "Brother Yang isn't coming?"

The box fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at Fang Xi in unison.

Facing the five pairs of curious eyes, Fang Xi twitched the corners of his mouth, gaped his big white teeth, and replied with a half-smile: "Did I ever ask him to come?"

Even as dull as curly hair, Fang Xi's eyes were not friendly, so he quickly grabbed a red date with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth: "Ah, this dish is delicious, everyone, eat it!"

Fang Xi pursed the corners of her lips, stood up, held up a cup full of Coke and said, "Thank you very much for coming to my birthday party. There is not much time. In order not to delay everyone's study, I will say a few words here."

Yang Xiaoxuan covered her mouth and laughed straight: "Fang Xi, you look like the principal is having a morning meeting."

"Yes, yes, I said that I seem to have heard this before."

Fang Xi patted the table and pretended to be angry and said, "Hey, what class are you guys talking about? The morning meeting is so noisy! What about the head teacher, go and maintain order!"

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"I'm dying of laughter hahaha."

"Don't laugh, I'm going to start talking!" Fang Xi raised his glass again, "Listen! The first sentence, the food is ready! The second sentence, eat!"

After speaking, he sat down, grabbed his chopsticks and started eating.

A few people were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed so hard that they slapped the table and kicked the chairs. When they laughed enough, they picked up their chopsticks and joined the lineup of grabbing food. For a while, the private room was as lively as a classroom that temporarily announced the cancellation of make-up classes due to a power outage.

On the second day of school, Ji Lingyang waited until the bell was about to ring before entering the classroom. After class, he always paid attention to Fang Xi's movements. He thought he would face his questioning, but Fang Xi didn't even look at him.Ji Lingyang thought that Fang Xi was hanging him on purpose, and waited for him to relax his vigilance before blocking him in a place where no one was around. However, until school was over, Fang Xi regarded him as a transparent person, and walked away with Yu Gaoming with his schoolbag on his back.

Instead, Curly came over and asked if he hadn't been invited by Fang Xi.

Ji Lingyang was angry at the time: "Who said he didn't invite me! I don't want to go!"

Now that he said that, Curly Hair of course wanted to ask the reason, Ji Lingyang immediately became dumb, and when he was pushed into a hurry, he got angry at Curly Hair: "I'm so bored that I don't want to go, I just don't want to go, what's the reason!"

Seeing that he was really angry, Curly could only walk away resentfully, muttering as he walked: "Brother Yang is like this, Fang Xi is like this, it's like a husband and wife quarreling, I really don't know what's wrong with you."

Ji Lingyang gritted his back molars, and almost went up and grabbed Curly by the collar and questioned him, "Fang Xi, what happened yesterday, dare to ignore me, it's a shame for him!" However, he rejected the invitation first, and now ask him about his birthday party Isn't it too cheap.

After holding back like this for a week, Fang Xi really never came to him once.Now Ji Lingyang was also a little panicked. He secretly stared at Fang Xi when he had nothing to do. He almost wrote his name as "Fang Xi" in the history exam. Fortunately, he found it when he handed in the paper, but he couldn't erase it with a signature pen. He snatched the first one. A row of classmates' pens, all the way to draw madly, until the wrong name was painted into a big black blob, and when the paper was handed out, the history teacher ridiculed him because of this, saying that his ink blob is really good at drawing, it's a pity for the college entrance examination When writing, the name will be blocked, and the correcting teacher will not be able to appreciate it.

Early in the morning on weekends, Ji Lingyang hid in his room and played games after breakfast.

Last week Ji's father was drunk and kicked the gift to pieces. When he woke up, he looked regretful. The next day, he bought an identical piggy bank for Ji Lingyang, and promised to take the mother and son out to play on weekends.Ji Lingyang didn't want to talk to him, but he couldn't stand the pleading eyes of Ji's mother, so he could only pretend to accept Ji's father's overtures.

Ji's mother didn't seem to care about what happened that day, she still cooked tea, cooked rice and cleaned the house without any complaints. She originally said that she would go to an appointment on Sunday, but Ji Lingyang didn't watch her go out.

And Father Ji's promise was just empty talk as usual.

After playing Tetris for a while, Ji Lingyang felt upset instead. He dropped the game console, turned around and threw himself on the bed.Following the gap between the pillow and the sheet, he found a pencil from underneath.

The broken lead in the pen barrel has been replaced with a complete lead, and the scratches on the pen body seem to have become lighter due to frequent friction with fingers.

Ji Lingyang raised the pencil to his eyes, pushed out a lead lead with the cap of the pen, and pushed it back with his fingertips.Just press and push, push and press and play for a while, leaving a small dark gray pit on the pulp of the index finger.He rubbed it with his thumb, and the gray spots were rubbed into a gray line, making his fingers dirty.

Ji Lingyang sat up, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Mother Ji also seemed to hear the sound. After a while of footsteps, the door was opened, and then a happy voice sounded.

"Hello, Aunt Chen, I'm Fang Xi~"

"Fang Xi, I remember, I remember, are you here to find Xiao Yang?"

"Yes, I made an appointment with him to go to the library to review our lessons today."

"Hey, that kid didn't tell me. You come in for a glass of water, and I'll call him."

"No need, Auntie, I'll just wait here."

"This... well, don't worry, I'll call him right away."

Ji Lingyang was so frightened that he shoved the pencil back under the pillow immediately. Before he could take out his hand, the door was pushed open.

Mother Ji saw him sitting on the bed, and said angrily, "Why is your child lying back on the bed again? Didn't you make an appointment with Fang Xi, and didn't tell mother in advance. Get up and change clothes, Fang Xi is waiting for you!" is you."

"No, Mom..."

"It's nothing, get up quickly, don't tell people to wait for you."

Ji Lingyang didn't dare to tell Mother Ji that he and Fang Xi had fallen out, so he got up angrily, put on a coat and walked out.

Fang Xi was carrying a messenger bag, saw him coming out, and immediately waved: "Good morning." The slightly gloating smile was in stark contrast to Ji Lingyang's smelly face.

While Ji's mother was preparing the water bottle and snacks, Ji Lingyang asked Fang Xi viciously in a low voice: "What are you doing here!"

Fang Xi laughed "hehe" and said, "I want you to go to the library to review."

"Crazy, when can I make an appointment with you to go to the library?"

"I haven't had an appointment."

"Then why did you tell my mother that you have an appointment!"

"If you have the ability, tell Auntie that I'm lying."

"...you wait for me!"

"Here we come." Ji's mother happily walked over and handed the bag to Ji Lingyang, "I put a pot of hot water and a few small cakes, remember to eat when you are hungry after reading. You don't have to rush back at noon, Let's eat outside. Xiao Yang, it's rare for a classmate to ask you to read together, don't make trouble for Fang Xi, you know?"

Ji Lingyang nodded with a bitter face: "Understood, Mom, it's just reading a book, what trouble can I make."

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, you guys go out quickly."

"I am leaving."

"Goodbye, Aunt Chen."

"Goodbye, be careful on the road."

After the sound of their footsteps disappeared completely, Mama Ji closed the door.

She breathed a sigh of relief, walked into Ji Lingyang's room, and smoothed his crumpled sheets.When I lowered my head, I found that there seemed to be something under the pillow. I pulled it out and saw that it was a mechanical pencil.

"This child, you put everything in disorder." Mother Ji complained with a smile, put the pen back under the pillow and pressed it down.

Looking around, she didn't find anything to tidy up, so she turned and went back to her room, sat on a chair on the balcony, picked up the wool beside her and continued knitting.

The orange yarn went around her little finger and formed a loop on the sweater needle. Another needle picked it out of the loop, and the index finger moved slightly to draw a loop again.The two knitting needles are threaded back and forth in this way. Although it is a few simple movements, there is a different rhythm in Mama Ji's hands, as if time has become the thread in her hands, and it is woven into a garment full of maternal love. sweater.

"Wait a little longer," Ji's mother looked at the wool in her hand intently, comforting herself softly, "wait a little longer."