Headache, sore eyes, and dry lips are probably the symptoms that every hangover person will have when they wake up the next day.
To be precise, it's a common problem among people who don't drink well. By the way, it may also depend on the quality and taste of the wine they drink, which varies from person to person.
But for a person like me who is not a big drinker, and even drinking is extremely ordinary, the first thing I do when I get up is to move my neck, rub my sore eyes, and look for water everywhere.
"Give."
A glass of water was handed over to me. I was still a little confused and didn't think too much. I picked up the water and drank it in one gulp.
The cold water flowed down my throat and refreshed my heart and spleen. The refreshing feeling relieved my headache and washed away my fatigue. It also made me wake up instantly, and my eyes widened.
"Fuck, Enoch! Why are you here?"
I subconsciously looked down. Well, except for the jacket, everything else was still intact. There were still residual wine stains on the lining, indicating that I fell asleep normally and nothing strange happened.
That's right, Mr. Zhao is here, how could he do anything wrong? I couldn't help but feel relieved in my heart.
"Why are you here, where is Lao Sun, and where is Mr. Zhao?"
I lowered my head and asked casually. The little mountain ghost loli in front of me changed her clothes. She wore a casual long dress for children and women, and a pair of shorts, revealing a section of her white and tender calves.
He was not wearing slippers, so his soft little feet were stepping on the floor.
"Well, the clothes are good. They suit you much better than yesterday."
I looked away and added casually, not waiting for the little mountain ghost loli's answer.
Let’s not talk about whether she will answer or not, whether the answer is true or false. Anyway, Lao Sun has nowhere to go, so he can just stroll around.
With this thought in mind, I raised my hand to open the door. Although the bedroom was large and the bed was very comfortable, there was a little girl who poured you a glass of water as soon as you woke up.
But this is not the reason for me to stay in bed. Mature men are so self-disciplined that breakfast must be essential.
"Hey, stop!"
The angry voice of Yu Jie came from underneath her. Being 1.5 meters tall is really convenient, and she can move quite fast.
I lowered my head and looked at this fair-skinned, beautiful mountain ghost loli with short legs in annoyance, and felt nothing in my heart.
"What's the matter, little Enoch who broke into other people's rooms?"
"You kid, you are such a fart. Believe it or not, I will bite your sister to death! Besides, this is my home!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
I nodded perfunctorily in agreement, walked around the mountain ghost little Loli and was about to open the door, I could already smell the fragrance!
Well, it's eight o'clock in the morning, and I'm just in time to have breakfast. Mr. Zhao's craftsmanship is absolutely nothing to say.
"Don't leave!"
I looked down at the little Loli Enoch in front of me with a sullen face, fierce breasts, and two small tiger teeth.
Why is this loli creature called Yujieyin? !
Creatures like mountain ghosts are really magical.
"If you have anything to do, just tell me quickly. Miss, I'm really hungry. If I'm late, I might be eaten by Old Sun."
The mountain ghost little loli stared with dangerous eyes, her two tiger teeth were grinding loudly, and she looked as if she would bite me at any moment.
"You, what did you mean by what you said to grandpa yesterday?"
Little Loli Enoch gritted her teeth, a blush appeared on her tight little face, and she glared at me fiercely and said.
ha?
I looked confused.
Did I say anything to Mr. Zhao yesterday? No, are you saying bad things about this little loli? It seems there is none.
Maybe I said something at the end of the clip?
"Well, I'm sorry. I really can't remember what I said last night. I was drunk at that time. If I said something unpleasant, please forgive me, Enoch."
I apologized sheepishly.
No matter what, just apologize first. If you said any nonsense while drunk, and let me have a meal like this, you must stand at attention when you admit your mistake.
"you!"
When the little Loli Yinuo heard this, she looked angry, but then she looked disappointed. A trace of sadness flashed in her big cute eyes, and then she said calmly,
"Forget it, that's it, get out of here."
Come on!
Too lazy to ask these questions in detail, I immediately smiled and nodded, walked out of the room and went straight to the restaurant.
Being hungry is the first priority!
As for why little mountain ghost loli is worried, why she is sad, and what she wants to do, it is something that even parents cannot handle. What can you, an ordinary person, do?
Cannon fodder seems to have some value even if it dies.
What's more, how can ordinary people have the qualifications to sympathize with them, not only the children in Inuo, but also if something happens to the old grandson, what can I do?
There is a limit to what ordinary people can do. I have known this since I was very young.
"Fried dough sticks, tofu bread, hey, Lao Sun, eat slowly and save some for me."
When I walked to the restaurant, my eyes lit up. I looked at the golden luster on the dining table, and the steaming porcelain bowl with chopped green onions, and the glutton in my stomach was instantly aroused.
"Hey, Xiaochuan, wake up, come and try the fried dough sticks, they are from overseas."
Mr. Zhao was dressed in a Chinese chef's uniform. He skillfully held the dough in his hands, mixed it with oil in the pot and fried it carefully. From time to time, he would pick it with his chopsticks, and the fried dough sticks with full color, flavor and color would turn golden and swim freely in the pot.
"Your craftsmanship is truly amazing!"
After a mouthful of fried dough sticks, the temperature is moderate. They are obviously fried dough sticks that have been abroad for a while, but they have two contradictory tastes: soft and crisp. The tofu curd is even better. It melts in your mouth. The light green onion not only does not ruin the sweet touch. , but it adds a little more umami flavor.
I wanted to swallow it all with my tongue, and spared some time to praise it.
Well, one sentence is full of praise. You can't say more. If you say more, you will miss another fried dough stick.
I looked angrily at Lao Sun, who was wolfing down the food across from me. His mouth was so full that it was about to overflow, but he still had several fried dough sticks in his hand.
"Old Sun, can you have some manners and not be embarrassed?"
Lao Sun looked at me with disdain and motioned to the large pot of tofu that I held tightly in my arms.
Do you still have the nerve to say that? !
"Haha, you just need to think it's delicious. Old man, I've been around all my life and I don't have any skills, so I can still do well with my cooking skills."
Mr. Zhao came over with a small plate and said to Lao Sun and me with a smile.
Put on the small plate were some homemade pickled vegetables, a bowl of tofu puffs, and two fried dough sticks. Mr. Zhao was eating elegantly and quietly, with an extraordinary temperament from the inside out.
Lao Sun and I looked at each other, silently and unanimously put down the food we couldn't hold in our hands, and tried to learn to eat quietly.
"Hahahahaha, you two don't need to imitate me. I've always had this habit for most of my life. I'm very picky about eating. I do whatever makes me happy and comfortable.
Chewing slowly is good, but eating meat and drinking wine in large quantities is also a kind of boldness! "
Mr. Zhao shook his head, comforted me and Lao Sun, and said with a smile.
If the image of Mr. Zhao last night in my eyes was like a godfather, full of aristocratic and gentlemanly demeanor; then Mr. Zhao in the morning seemed to be an amiable person, understanding but dignified and reserved.
Well, no matter how you look at it, this old man is not an ordinary person.
"Boom!"
Old Sun Zhuangruo knocked on the table unintentionally, and handed me a mobile phone from under the table with his other hand.
I pretended that the message came from my phone, and then looked at the search page on my phone.
Zhao Jianhua, a national super chef, the 53rd generation successor of the Zhao Family Pastry, inheritor of intangible heritage, and a globally recognized culinary master. Proficient in the specialties of as many as seven countries, he is good at all cuisines except modern desserts. He is currently the most influential and recognized chef in the world, and is recognized as one of the top three chefs of any era. He has won and monopolized the title of Global Chef God for 22 years, and won the 7th, 9th, 10th, 11th, 12th...
My heart is numb.
I flipped back casually and glanced at the several pages of honor introductions and tens of thousands of search results on Du Niang.
Well, I know I'm useless.
Lao Sun, there is no need for you to search them out and show them to me.
I turned off the screen of my phone, smiled at Mr. Zhao, and continued eating with a calm face, feeling peaceful.
Lao Sun had a helpless look in his eyes. He glanced at Mr. Zhao who was concentrating on eating breakfast quietly. He winked at me angrily, pointed at the phone in a subtle way, and moved his lips slightly.
Look to the end!
Um?
I was a little confused, but I remained calm on the surface. I took out my phone again and pretended to read the message, but in fact I opened the search page just now and quickly scrolled to the bottom.
"......Gastric cancer was detected at Kyoto People's Hospital on March 4, 2022. After being diagnosed as late stage, he announced his retirement from the sport on April 1, and unfortunately passed away on November 14 of the same year."
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!
My pupils shrank suddenly, my hands trembled, I almost lost my grip on the chopsticks, and my heart was full of turmoil.
died?
So who is this next to me? !
"What's wrong, Xiaochuan, what did you see? You're so surprised?"
I tried hard to suppress the shock in my heart, suppress my wildly beating heart, forced out a smile, and tried to pretend as if nothing had happened and said,
"Nothing, just a funny short video that shocked me."
"Well, now there are short videos on the Internet. Horror movies, comedy movies, scary movies, funny movies, everything. And if you put these two together, what do you call a ghost beast? Horror ghost beast. I don't quite understand, Nono. Maybe I have more contact with them on a daily basis.”
Mr. Zhao sighed with emotion at first, then shook his head and said to me with a casual smile.
"By the way, speaking of Yinuo, Grandpa Zhao, doesn't Yinuo have breakfast?"
Only then did I realize that the mountain ghost girl who had confronted me in the morning had not appeared in the restaurant for most of the day.
"Nono."
Mr. Zhao paused briefly with the chopsticks in his hand, regret flashed in his eyes, and then continued with a smile,
"She doesn't like eating these. Girls are afraid of getting fat and can't eat oil. She probably eats fruit in her room."
For some reason, a touch of sadness suddenly appeared in my heart.
