The lonely foodie

"Poppy?" Yi Fei felt that his IQ had been insulted, "How the hell is that possible?"

The guard glanced at him, and sternly reprimanded, "Pay attention to civilized language."

Yi Fei froze for a moment, "So Ivan is fine?"

Not only was it okay, but I also earned a piece of land, believe it or not?

Old man Fang was superstitious, and Heping Hot Pot reopened, so he went to the temple to invite a Buddha of Peace.

Walking out holding the Buddha statue, there is an old lady in plain clothes and long gown standing under the big bodhi at the gate of the temple.When old man Fang saw that familiar figure, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

"Old Fang." The old man in Suyi called out, his tone was calm and gentle, his eyebrows were bright, and a leaf was blown by the summer wind and fell on her shoulder.

Old man Fang stepped forward and gently brushed the fallen leaves off her shoulder with one hand.

He knew what she wanted to ask, so he opened the mouth first, "I'm living a good life now. A few young people moved into the yard, and they quarreled very much every day. The noise made me want to live again."

The old man in Su Yi nodded, "That's good, I'm going into the mountains too, and you don't have to come often in the future."

"Okay." Old Man Fang said, "We've all put it down, Xiaotang will be at ease over there."

The old man in Su Yi stopped talking, and lowered his head to sweep the fallen leaves and floating dirt on the bluestone bricks.

Holding the Buddha of Peace in his arms, old man Fang gradually walked away.

Zhang Yan took a sip of the stocking milk tea, and met He Guang's bright eyes head-on, "How is it? How is it?"

Zhang Yan gave a thumbs up, "The golden ratio of 3:7 is perfect!"

He Guang pressed his forehead against the glass of the operating room, his eyes were bright, "Then can I go to your blog?"

"Yes." Zhang Yan smiled meaningfully, dragging out her tone, "How do you know if He Guang is broken in love?"

He Guang also showed a forced smile, "The person who loves sweets is gone, why do I still make such sweet things? I'm only interested in making money now, man, it's better to add something to the cake."

Zhang Yan clapped her hands, "I didn't expect to see the day you become enlightened in my lifetime."

He Guang rolled his eyes.

Zhang Yan took a sip of the milk tea, "But I'm interested in men right now." As she said that, she glanced at a certain hot pot restaurant upstairs, "For money, it would be even better to add something to the cake."

"Are you going to attack Brother Mobai?" He Guang asked.

Zhang Yan nodded, clasped her fists in both hands, exerted strength with her right hand, and the two joints of her left hand clicked twice.

"If I can't catch up with him, I'll..." There was a coolness in Wei Wei's raised phoenix eyes.

He Guang was terrified, "Don't mess around, love can't be benevolent."

"I'll make friends with him, even as brothers," Zhang Yan said.

He Guang slid his forehead against the glass, and almost cursed out loud.

On the first day of reopening, the Heping hot pot restaurant exploded, and there was a long queue at the door.

Lao Qi was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the fat sister's porridge shop to eat a piece of cake and drank a bowl of porridge that had been completely cooled.

Putting down the porridge bowl and looking at the tabletop, the grease accumulated over the years has been wiped off, revealing a clean log color.

"Tsk..." Lao Qi smacked his lower lip, "Why do you wipe it so clean? Food and beverages need fireworks."

Fat lady:...

Fat sister: "Get lost!"

The real estate of Yijia Hot Pot Headquarters will be auctioned tomorrow, and old man Fang's pension money has finally come in handy.

"Don't have any pressure." Old Man Fang patted Ivan on the shoulder, "If you mess up, you can give me a pension."

Ivan shrank his shoulders, "I'd better try not to be pornographic."

The Land Rover parked at the entrance of the auction company, and only Yu Guili and old man Fang got off from it.

"Where's my brother?" Ivan went up to meet him, and glanced into the car, but Qu Mobai was not in the car.

"Xiaobai has something to do." Old Man Fang said.

Ivan felt empty for a moment, for the first time, there was no Qu Mobai behind him.

Ivan looked blankly at the steaming street, there was no big banyan tree, let alone Qu Mobai lying under the banyan tree.

"Come on!" Yu Guili gave him a victory gesture.

"Come on!" Ivan also compared a pair of scissors.

When I came out of the auction office, it was already [-] o'clock in the evening, the streets were lit up with thousands of lights, and the cars in the evening rush hour merged into a long queue on the road.

Ivan took out his mobile phone and sent Qu Mobai a message, "Everything is going well."

"Congratulations."

"I'm hungry."

"Go home and eat hot pot."

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, the spicy hot pot smell penetrated into the nostrils, choking Ivan to sneeze.

"Brother." Stepping into the kitchen, the hot oil in the red pot was boiling, but Qu Mobai was nowhere to be seen.

Ivan quickly ran to the living room, "The First Half of My Life" was being replayed on TV, and there was no one on the sofa.

This "The First Half of My Life" is endless, right?

Swinging his legs and running upstairs, if someone took a picture of this scene, Ivan would sigh that the frequency of his swinging his legs was so high, but he is not in the mood to pay attention to these things now.

Pushing open the door of Qu Mobai's room, there was a pleasant soapy aroma in the room, which looked extraordinarily clean under the summer sunset.

The sky blue quilt was neatly folded, the door of the wardrobe was open, and there were a few clothes hanging inside.

Ivan rushed over to count, and he bought most of the Mobai clothes, and he could tell if there were any missing with a quick scan.

The clothes were all there, and Ivan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then my heart was suffocated, my breathing stopped for a second, and the washed white gown disappeared.

"Brother, are you cosplaying Lu Xun?"

"Brother, are you a Cos Teletubbies today?"

"Brother, why open a hot pot restaurant? Let's think about eating pancakes or noodles at night."

...

"Brother, where have you been?"

"Tuk tuk tuk." Someone knocked on the wooden door of the small courtyard.

Ivan rushed down from the second floor as if flying, and opened the closed door.

The person standing outside the door was Tang Wei.

Ivan was surprised and disappointed.That's right, Qu Mobai has a key, so how could he knock on the door.

"Can I go in and sit down?" Tang Wei asked.

Ivan turned his body sideways and invited her into the room.

"Have you eaten?" Ivan asked, "We are preparing to eat hot pot."

"No." Tang Wei stretched out his hand to brush the loose hair on his sideburns, "I'm going to take Doudou away, I'm here to say goodbye to you, and I have two words to say to you."

Tang Wei sat down on the chair on the porch, and Ivan turned around and went into the living room, pulled out a pony, and sat down beside her.

"I'm sorry." Tang Wei turned his head to look at Ivan, then looked at the courtyard like a small garden, and said with relief, "You are doing well now."

Ivan nodded, feeling desolate in his heart, he is living well now, but he will not know in the future, because my mascot is missing.

"You don't need to apologize." Ivan said, "It was Yifei who did the death, and you and Doudou are still my relatives."

Tang Wei froze for a moment when he heard the word "relative", his throat tightened a little, "I..." sighed, "Don't treat me as a relative, I'm not worthy."

Ivan raised his eyebrows, not knowing why.

Tang Wei cleared his throat, "It's none of your business that Dad fell into the water, it's Yifei..."

Ivan opened his eyes wide and looked at Tang Wei blankly.

Tang Wei was a little scared by him, avoided his sight, and continued.

"After Dad found out about you, he has been very worried. He always told Yifei at home, if you can't get married and raise children like this, what will you do when you grow old?"

"Later, Dad discussed with Yi Fei and made a will. I will give you half of the Yi family's property. Dad said that as long as you have money, you won't have too much trouble in the future."

"Because of this incident, Dad and Yifei got into an argument. I don't know if Yifei missed it or did it on purpose. Dad...was pushed into the river by him."

Knowing the truth, Ivan's heart suddenly felt empty, as if he had stepped into the void in a dream, with nothing to lose.

Ji Bao trotted over, jumped onto Ivan's lap and squatted, and Ivan hugged it with his backhand, feeling a little more at ease in his heart.

"That's all I know." Tang Wei stood up and said goodbye to Ivan, "If the police need to testify about this matter, you can contact me at any time."

Ivan nodded numbly.

Tang Wei was startled, and said softly, "Don't feel guilty anymore, you didn't do anything wrong."

Mo Bai walked side by side with a skinny old man, and walked out of the Heping Hot Pot Restaurant, which was full of people, and the voice of Lao Qi greeting customers gradually faded away.

Walking past Liuji Xiaochao, Bobo and Dapao are doing their homework under the warm yellow light. Daniel and his wife are frowning, teaching their children to do their homework, and their heart and head are hurting!

Fat sister didn't use Douyin today, she took a clean pink rag and was cleaning the store seriously.

Maybe I'm really overworked and fat, the fat sister thought to herself, I've wiped three tables, why don't I lose weight?

There are several tables of students sitting in He Guang's shop, some are reading books, some are playing cards, and some are dating.

"My sister's milk tea is getting better and better."

He Guang wrinkled his nose and raised his eyes, "What? It didn't taste good before?"

The student stuck out his tongue, "It's not bad, it's just...too sweet."

Walking along the boulevard, when passing through the small square, Aunt Du waved to Mo Bai, "Xiao Bai isn't dancing today?"

Mo Bai stood still, stretched out a soft white hand and shook her, "I won't dance today."

I won't dance anymore.

Walking all the way to the big banyan tree, the skinny old man said to Mo Bai with a smile, "A few days ago in prison, you told me that I most wanted to see the peace and prosperity of the future generations, have you made your wish now?"

Mo Bai nodded, "Very good."

"Then let's go away refreshingly." The old man sighed, "One day in the sky, one year in the world, we have been waiting for you for one day."

"Wait a little longer." Mo Bai said, "I'll send a WeChat message."

——Ivan, you are not Joey, don't search the whole city for me.

Ivan held his phone in a daze for a while, remembering the story about Garfield that he told Mo Bai at the pet hospital.

After a while, Ivan sent back a WeChat message.

——Qu Mobai, I'm not Garfield, I know how good you are to me.

I like to eat meat swallow, so you learn to make the skin of meat swallow, and write it down in your little notebook seriously.

I don't want to eat steamed buns without stuffing, so you can make soup dumplings full of stuffing. He Guang and the others want to eat them, so you secretly hide a drawer for me in the kitchen.

......

I want to revitalize my family business, so you sell my only jade finger to open a hot pot restaurant for me.

At the end of the story, Garfield said to the sunset: I will never ask Jon why he walked into the pet shop that day.

Garfield has regrets.

Ivan has no regrets, he is very sure that Qu Mobai is good.

"Xiao Fan." Long Ying held an IOU in his hand, and frowned, "Your friend who sells jade fingers came here yesterday."

Ivan received a call from Long Ying early in the morning. When he heard Qu Mobai's name, he didn't even have time to get up and asked anxiously, "Why did he go to the store? What did he say? He's in the shop now." where?"

Long Ying frowned even deeper, "What? You can't find him either?"

"What's wrong?" Ivan became more nervous.

"He came to the store yesterday to retrieve the jade finger, and gave Lao Zhang an IOU of 180 million."

Ivan: ...

Long Ying was about to cry, "The repayer signed in your name."

Ivan was about to cry too: "...Is this okay?"

I agreed with Zhang Yan that I would come to Sunshine Dessert to shoot a promotional video today, and He Guang was in the store making preparations early in the morning.

Fresh strawberries, peaches, mangoes, grapes, Sri Lankan black tea, Malaysian non-dairy milk, Black Forest cake... and just the right amount of morning light and breeze.

Everything was perfect, He Guang held his chin with both hands, and dreamed of being on the top of the food, attracting attention, flying into the sky with one move, and making a lot of money.

By noon, the leaves on the roadside were wilted, but Zhang Yan was still nowhere to be seen.

Two students came in to buy milk tea.

One was swiping his phone, and sighed with some regret, "Hey... such a good account, how can I just turn it off?"

He Guang's hand holding the milk tea trembled, "Is food sex off?"

"Here." The student slammed the phone into her face.

A letter of apology from Zhang Yan, a blogger of "Food Color".

——My lover disappeared, and my sense of taste and heart went with him. My heart is ashamed, and I have no intention to continue my business. I will close the "Food Color" account indefinitely. I hereby apologize.

He Guang cried: "...Is this okay?"

Qu Mobai, you are dead!