flying dog

Fang Chi generally doesn't talk about his own affairs with people he doesn't know well. It's the kind of conversation he doesn't know how to talk to people he doesn't know well, plus the cautiousness he has cultivated in living alone for a few years.

But when Sun Wenqu asked, he simply said, "Rock climbing."

"Rock climbing?" Sun Wenqu looked at him, the expression on his face could not be described as surprise or confusion.

"Well," Fang Chi felt that Sun Wenqu's reaction was a bit strange, so he added, "It's just hanging a rope and climbing on the stone..."

"I know what rock climbing is." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Oh." Fang Chi responded.

"Where are you training?" Sun Wenqu asked again.

"Just...in a club." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu guessed that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't continue to ask, and continued to eat noodles with his head down: "There are so many, I can't finish it, let's feed the cat later."

"Hey cat?" Fang Chi was taken aback.

"The stray cats in the neighborhood," Sun Wenqu pointed out the window, "There can be five or six cats on the road near the door, and they will be with their families."

"Your cat food," Fang Chi thought for a while, "is it also bought to feed cats?"

"Otherwise, should I buy it and eat it myself?" Sun Wenqu said.

"It's nothing to eat by yourself," Fang Chi said, "I think it's quite delicious."

Sun Wenqu put down his chopsticks and looked at him: "Have you eaten?"

"I didn't eat it seriously," Fang Chi stood up and walked to the cabinet, and took out Sun Wenqu's bag of cat food, "Boss Huang was particularly reluctant to eat it, so I tasted a few and thought it was okay."

"It's willing to eat this from me," Sun Wenqu suppressed a smile, "Do you want to try it and see if there's any difference?"

Fang Chi didn't speak, he reached into the bag and picked one out and put it in his mouth.

"Ouch," Sun Wenqu turned his head away, "Are you stupid?"

"The taste is similar to what I eat," Fang Chi looked at the bag, "Your one is probably more advanced."

"There is still a bag in the cabinet, you can give it to Mr. Huang," Sun Wenqu said, "The cats in the community are not picky eaters, they will eat everything."

"Forget it, it's very expensive," Fang Chi looked back at him, "It's so expensive for cats..."

"Then I'll eat it for you," Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "You eat it anyway, so it's not expensive."

"...Thank you, I'll take half a bag of this." Fang Chi said.

"You have to eat a catty of noodles for a meal, half a bag is enough? Take a whole bag, anyway, it's all brought by your uncle Liangzi, and it doesn't cost money, so maybe you can get it somewhere," Sun Wenqu said.

"Oh." Fang Chi responded.

Sun Wenqu put the unfinished noodles in a bowl that was probably specially used for feeding wild cats and went out to feed the cats. Fang Chi took the noodle bowl into the kitchen to wash.

After washing the dishes, I turned around and saw a small note pasted on the door frame of the kitchen, which read: Wipe the floor.

He didn't notice that there was a note posted here before, but now he saw it clearly and sighed, Sun Wenqu's character is really a bit impossible to sum up.

Wipe the floor.

The suite he lives in is very old tile floor, and the patterns on it have been worn away. He usually just sweeps the floor and doesn't wipe it too much, so he doesn't do the job of wiping the floor very quickly.

Fortunately, Sun Wenqu's house is quite clean, after he swept it once, it was already quite clean, and it was almost enough to mop it again with a mop.

"It's pretty clean," Sun Wenqu came back from feeding the cat, looked at the floor, and handed him a bag of cat food. "You don't need to study late today?"

"Use it," Fang Chi stuffed the cat food into his schoolbag, "I'm afraid I'll leave as soon as I finish eating, and you'll get angry and throw the bowl at me again."

"Yo," Sun Wenqu smiled, leaning against the wall with folded arms, "Then I tell you not to leave tonight, will you listen?"

Fang Chi glanced at him, swung his schoolbag back, opened the door and walked out: "I'm leaving."

"Don't ask me to call again tomorrow, come here consciously," Sun Wenqu shouted through the door, "Can you give the slave owner a little dignity."

Fang Chi should not feel like a good student to Sun Wenqu. He took a look at Fang Chi's schoolbag when it was not buttoned properly. Although he didn't smell smoke on Fang Chi, there was smoke in his schoolbag.

But just looking at Fang Chi's evening work and rest time, he is still a good student. He goes to evening self-study on time every day, and occasionally pulls out a book to read when he is waiting for him to eat slowly.

This way, every time Sun Wenqu wanted to walk him, he would have the illusion that he would delay the Huagudu of the motherland.

It's boring, I thought I'd give this little liar a little bit of color in the past three months, so as to promote my prestige of killing harm for the people.

In the end, it's been almost half a month, and this prestige has not been successfully raised, and Fang Chi has stopped confronting him, saying what it is, it is no different from the part-time worker at home changing from the eldest sister to the young man.

This kind of calm made him not have a suitable opportunity to give Fang Chi even after he finished the formal painting.

"Ask him, it's only this Saturday, do you have time?" Luo Peng called.

"What Saturday, why?" Sun Wenqu was very confused by his question.

"Crow Ridge, why don't you talk about it last time?" Luo Peng said, "Don't talk about it again. I have already reported the number of people to the team leader. There are 21 of us in total."

"Oh, go," Sun Wenqu remembered, feeling bored these two days, "What do you want to prepare?"

"No need to prepare, Bowen has brought you a set of outdoor equipment here." Luo Peng was very excited, "Just bring a change of clothes and a pair of hiking shoes that are easy to walk on. The local guide is very familiar with that area.”

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu was quite happy at first, but when Luo Peng said that Li Bowen got him a set of equipment, he immediately became unhappy, and he couldn't explain why.

After hanging up the phone, he was stunned for a long time, forget it, let's go buy a pair of shoes.

I used to have a pair of hiking shoes, which my father wore when he was in the mountains, and they were worn out in less than a year. After wearing them for a year, Manager Zhang bought him a pair of pull-back shoes when he went to the county seat. The classic one with white background and red bars.

Thinking of buying shoes, Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes.

When Fang Chi ran to Sun Wenqu's house, Sun Wenqu was standing in the yard watering the flowers, but he didn't wear pajamas and changed into clothes for going out.

"You want to go out?" Fang Chi asked through the railing outside the yard.

"Yo," Sun Wenqu looked back at him, "Are you really looking forward to my going out, you don't even bother to enter the yard."

Fang Chi pushed open the courtyard door and walked up to him: "You want to go out?"

"Yes," Sun Wenqu nodded, "but I have to take you with me."

"Huh?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"It won't be long, just go shopping and then you can go." Sun Wenqu put down the kettle.

"What to buy?" Fang Chi asked, "Do you want me to carry things for you?"

"Your imagination," Sun Wenqu laughed, "Why don't you hold an umbrella for me later."

Fang Chi followed Sun Wenqu out of the community, and Sun Wenqu took a taxi to the shopping plaza in the city center, feeling that tonight might be ruined.

Li Xiang approached him two days ago, saying that there was an outdoor group going to Crow Ridge on Saturday, and he wanted to find a local guide.

This place is only 10 minutes away from grandpa's house. When Chen Xiang asked him if he would pick it up, he agreed without hesitation. It was made up in days.

However, Sun Wenqu didn't seem to be shopping. After getting off the car, he went straight to the outdoor area on the fifth floor of the shopping plaza.

"I want to pick a pair of hiking shoes," Sun Wenqu said, "Are you a professional?"

"It's average," Fang Chi knew that Sun Wenqu would go to the gym every day, but when he got home, he slumped on the sofa like a snake. He didn't expect to play outdoors, "Are you going to climb a mountain?"

"Get ready, I might go someday." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Oh, what's your budget?" Fang Chi asked, scratching his head after asking, "You probably don't think about it."

"You can choose." Sun Wenqu said.

There was no budget limit, so it was very casual to choose. Fang Chi took him into the store directly, and asked Sun Wenqu to get the hiking shoes that he had always wanted to buy but was never willing to buy.

When Sun Wenqu was trying on the shoes, Fang Chi felt like he was enjoying himself watching.

"Breathable, waterproof, good grip," he was planning to introduce to Sun Wenqu, "The sole of this shoe is also..."

"Don't talk about that," Sun Wenqu interrupted him, "Let's just leave it at that."

"Oh." Fang Chi didn't say any more.

At first, I thought that a picky little expert like Sun Wenqu would have to ask a few more questions, even if it was to toss me, I should ask him to introduce a few more words. I didn't expect that from entering the store to picking up the shoes and trying them on to finally paying the money and leaving, I stayed in the store for less than 10 minutes in total.

"Go get something to eat." Sun Wenqu put the shoe box in his hand.

"Oh." Fang Chi took the box and carried it.

"What to eat..." Sun Wenqu pondered as he walked ahead, "Easier?"

"Yeah." Fang Chi doesn't care what he eats.

"The Tutu Turkish cuisine that I went to eat with Uncle Liangzi that day was not bad," Sun Wenqu glanced at him, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Can...can you eat something simpler?" Fang Chi said.

"for example?"

"Ramen dumplings or something."

"Ouch," Sun Wenqu sighed, "You are so easy to pass, why don't you eat noodles at the food court in the shopping plaza."

"Okay." Fang Chi nodded.

The two of them were walking towards the food city. Today is not the weekend, but there are quite a lot of people. Fang Chi looked around, worried that there would be too many people to queue for food.

Just as I was thinking about finding a shop with few family members, a familiar figure passed by the crowd.

"Wait," Fang Chi grabbed Sun Wenqu's arm, "wait a minute."

"Huh?" Sun asked, turning around.

"Wait for me for a minute." Fang Chi stared at the crowd.

It was Fang Ying, talking on the phone while walking towards the ATM on the side of the road, with a wallet in his hand, as if he was about to take out his card.

"1 minute." Fang Chi told Sun Wenqu again, squeezed through the crowd and walked quickly towards Fang Ying.

Fang Ying never contacted him. He called twice, but Fang Ying didn't answer. Although he knew that Fang Ying wouldn't just run away like this, he definitely wouldn't be too quick to pay back the money.

He followed Fang Ying to the teller machine and watched her insert the card. When she finished entering the password and waited for the next operation, Fang Chi went over and grabbed her hand and pushed her aside.

"Hey!" Fang Ying was taken aback and shouted. After seeing that it was Fang Chi, she stared at him in surprise, "Xiao Chi?"

"What a coincidence." Fang Chi didn't look at her, stared at the screen, and then pressed the query button.

"No, what are you doing," Fang Ying anxiously tried to push him away, and stretched out his hand to cover the screen, "What are you doing?"

The balance is 800 yuan.

Fang Chi turned his head to look at Fang Ying: "Repay the money."

"I didn't say I wouldn't pay it back, isn't it two months?" Fang Ying frowned, "I'm raising money right now."

"Repay as much as you have," Fang Chi quickly pressed the transfer button, and entered his card number, "Put the money with you, and after three months, there will be one hundred left for me and your surname."

"Your surname is Fang." Fang Ying pushed him twice without pushing him away, and slapped him on the arm. "Is there anyone like you? Xiaoguo still has to pay tuition..."

"I'll keep it for you," Fang Chi transferred [-] to his own card, and kept [-] for Fang Ying's card, "That's it this time, don't force me to follow you everywhere."

"Are you following me? Or did you find someone to follow me!" Fang Ying widened her eyes, looked around nervously, and suddenly called out, "Oh my god, is that Sun Wenqu?"

Fang Chi glanced over there, and Sun Wenqu was leaning on the lamppost with his arms folded and looking this way, and found that Fang Ying saw him, and raised his finger to shake this way.

"Damn it!" Fang Ying turned her head quickly, "Why are you talking to him...he found someone to follow me? I'm so busy with this bastard!"

"You," Fang Chi pulled Fang Ying's shoulder and stared into her eyes, "How did I help you, how did you cheat me, you know it well, if you dare to cheat me again with this money..."

"I really can't!" Fang Ying frowned, "I really can't!"

"You don't answer my calls." Fang Chi said.

"I didn't get enough money and I'm afraid you would rush me," Fang Ying sighed, "I'm very embarrassed."

"No, what are you embarrassing about me, I'm such a deceitful person, I'll believe whatever you say." Fang Chi smiled.

"Don't say that." Fang Ying turned her head in embarrassment.

"I call you and you answer it, don't make excuses." Fang Chi said.

"Go on and on, I got it." Fang Ying sighed forcefully.

"I'll write you a receipt for the ten thousand." Fang Chi let go of her, lowered his head and took out a notebook in his schoolbag to write a receipt.

"No need," Fang Ying took a thousand from the teller machine and collected it, "Sister, it's not very trustworthy, but my brother is still trustworthy."

Seeing Fang Ying walking away step by step, Fang Chi returned to Sun Wenqu and said, "Let's go."

"What are you doing?" Sun Wenqu had an expression on his face that he hadn't watched the excitement.

"Take the money," Fang Chi muffled his voice, "just in time."

"As for being so nervous, does she think you are following her?" Sun Wenqu laughed.

"Aren't you nervous?" Fang Chi glanced at him, "It's good to let her think that I'm following her, so that I won't be in trouble if I can't find her if I really hide."

"It's okay," Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes, "I can find her."

"How to find it?" Fang Chi asked.

"How can I find it?" Sun Wenqu leaned into his ear, "I'm the kind of scum who's just doing nothing and doing nothing. There are plenty of ways."

Sun Wenqu's voice was quite nice, but Fang Chi's back stiffened suddenly in such a way of speaking that he could feel his breath close to his ear, and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

Sun Wenqu looked at him, smiled and walked forward as if he was in a happy mood.

There were quite a lot of people in the food city, and the two found a small shop in the corner where the family could make do with it. Sun Wenqu ordered two bowls of wontons: "Is it enough?"

"You mean one bowl per person?" Fang Chi asked.

"Yeah." Sun asked him and nodded.

"With your appetite, you still eat Tutu Turkish dishes." Fang Chi sighed, walked to the cashier and looked at the menu on the wall, "Give me another bowl of cold noodles, a burrito, and a scallion pancake , a sesame seed cake, and a drawer of siu mai."

"You..." Sun Wenqu was a little speechless.

"Young man, it's just different," Fang Chi said, "You don't have to worry about feeding pigs."

"So vengeful." Sun Wenqu laughed for a long time.

He didn't go to school for self-study on Saturday and Sunday. When Fang Chi told Lao Li on Friday, Lao Li sighed: "Are you short of money?"

"No shortage," Fang Chi was a little embarrassed, "I just... just want to go home and see my grandparents."

"After watching this trip, you really need to calm down," Lao Li said, "Don't let your family down."

"Yeah." Fang Chi nodded.

In fact, the family doesn't have much hope for him. Grandparents just want him to live comfortably, and parents just want him not to cause trouble. As for whether his grades are good or bad, and whether he can be admitted to a good school, no one really has any expectations.

That is to say, he still has some demands on himself.

He called Sun Wenqu and said that he was busy for two days on the weekend, so he couldn't go there to cook and pack things.

"How can I do that?" Sun Wenqu said lazily, "Then what should I eat these two days?"

"What did you eat before I cooked for you?" Fang Chi asked.

"Hungry." Sun Wenqu said.

"...Then go hungry for another two days," Fang Chi said helplessly, "Anyway, you've been hungry for so many years."

"Hey," Sun Wenqu said with a smile in his voice, "You are very arrogant now."

"How about I order takeaway for you in advance and let them deliver it on time." Fang Chi said.

"Forget it, I'm still hungry," Sun Wenqu said, "It's rare to see such a reasonable slave owner as me."

"I'll bring you some souvenirs when I come back," Fang Chi thought for a while, "Mountain goods."

"Okay." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

Fang Chi is not unfamiliar with this group going to Crow Ridge. Two of them are old members of the club. Although he rarely coaches in the club, he knows them all.

When Fang Chi arrived at the meeting point, they were almost all there. Four off-road vehicles were parked on the side of the road, and several young people were chatting beside the car.

"Xiao Fang." The man greeted him.

"Brother Luo," Fang Chi knew Luo Peng, "are you all here?"

"One short," Luo Peng pointed to the first car, "the leader is in that car."

"Okay." Fang Chi walked to the first car with his bag on his back, and he had to confirm the route with the team leader.

The car door was open, and several people were sitting in the car chatting. Fang Chi threw his bag on the ground beside the car, and got in the car.

"This is Xiao Fang, a local. No one in this group of guides is more familiar with Crow Ridge than him," the leader introduced to the people in the car. "He grew up there, right?"

"Well, just call me Fang Chi." Fang Chi sat down in the car.

The person sitting in the co-pilot turned around and stretched out his hand towards him: "Xiao Fang, you have worked hard this time."

While shaking hands with him, Fang Chi felt that the man's voice sounded familiar, and when he raised his eyes to see his face clearly, he froze.

"My name is Sun Wenqu," Sun Wenqu said with a smile on his face, "You can call me Dad."