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Chapter 954 Seven Roast Chickens

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When Zhang Moazi returned to the small bungalow, it was already dark.

It was thirty today and the mall closed early, so he came back early.

He was holding a plastic bag in his hand, which was bulging, and he didn't know what was inside.

As soon as I walked in, I realized something was wrong.

The stove was burning brightly, and the heating water was boiling and rushing upwards.

In the small hut, the temperature was very high, at least over 20 degrees, which made Zhang Mouse very uncomfortable.

"Why are you burning all this coal? What a waste, and you can't live without it?"

If you keep burning like this, you won’t be able to get through the whole winter.”

After entering the house, the originally dirty cabin was also tidied up.

Sichen did not lie down on the bed, but dressed neatly and sat at the dining table.

Zhang Mozi was stunned when he saw Sichen's clothes.

This red outfit was very familiar to him, and it was the only outfit Sichen could use.

The red Tang suit toasting suit was bought when I got married. I only wore it once and then it got stuck at the bottom of the box.

Then there was the long period of being bedridden, with no chance to wear any decent clothes.

Looking at Sichen's face after dressing up, Zhang Moazi was even more surprised.

The patient with a haggard face and unkempt hair actually regained some of his former energy after applying a little makeup.

It's just that the originally sallow complexion became pale and devoid of color under the cover of foundation.

"What's wrong with you?"

There was no yelling, no harshness, Sichen's tone was very gentle.

"What's wrong? It's Chinese New Year, why can't you be clean?

I'm hungry, what delicious food did you bring?"

Although he was full of doubts, Zhang Mouse still put the plastic bag containing food on the table and took it out one by one.

"Pork is too expensive, I can't bear to buy it.

Supermarket clearance, this is roast chicken, you can just eat it."

The originally gentle face suddenly became a little distorted, and Sichen screamed uncontrollably.

"You know I don't eat chicken, you did it on purpose, right?"

Zhang Mozi lowered his head, not daring to look at Sichen, and tried to explain.

"Fifteen roasted chickens and eighteen roasted ducks, so I paid a hundred yuan in advance.

I could only buy five roast ducks, but I gave seven roast chickens out of respect.

Don’t I want you to eat more?”

Sichen let out a long sigh of relief. He didn't know whether it was because he felt sorry for Zhang Mouse or because he had figured it out.

"Yeah, I'm almost starving to death, what else is there to eat?

There are so many things to pay attention to, just eat it.

By the way, have you bought some wine?"

"I didn't buy it because I didn't have enough money. Besides, your body is not suitable for drinking."

Sichen didn't say anything else this time, just picked up the roast chicken and started to eat it.

Zhang Mouse didn't do anything, just watched and waited.

Zhang Mouse picked up all the chicken bones that Sichen would not eat and swallowed them, squeezing out the last nutrients from the food without wasting any of them.

Seven roast chickens were eaten by Sichen in less than half an hour without any humility.

Licking his lips, as if he still had something to say, Sichen's face turned a little red.

He steeled himself and stood up holding the table, picked up the thermos on the floor, and filled half of the thermos with boiling water. Then he was satisfied and threw the thermos on the ground.

"Finished, this is the last meal."

The thermos exploded on the ground, and the hot water poured onto Zhang Mouse's face. He remained motionless and complained in distress.

"It's the last thermos. What are you doing? You can't survive?"

It seemed that the action of throwing the thermos just now consumed a lot of energy, and Sichen slumped down on the chair.

"What a waste of time, today is the day, you bastard, what are you thinking about in the future?"

Zhang Mouse understood instantly.

After tonight, Sichen really didn't want to live anymore, and Zhang Mozi wanted to try harder.

"Don't be like this. Even if I can't come back, you still have to live."

With a sad smile, Sichen looked at the tube lamp on the roof, her eyes shining brightly, as if the light gave her great spiritual comfort.

"If you can't come back, what's the point of living for me?

How can I survive?"

"Even if I don't come back, you can still live, I will give you"

Zhang Mozi didn't want to say it originally because he was afraid that Sichen would be outraged.

But if I don’t say it, I won’t be able to get through today.

"I sent them a message. I'll leave soon and they will pick you up."

them?

Sichen withdrew his eyes from looking at the lamp, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot, as if he was extremely excited.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to overturn the table, but Zhang Mouse tried hard to hold it down and the action was not completed.

“Zhang Mouse, you want face, but I don’t want it?

Why are you contacting them?"

Zhang Mozi almost begged as he grabbed Sichen's hand that lifted the table.

"Sichen, I want you to live and be reincarnated again for who knows what year and month."

Shaking away Zhang Mozi's hand, Sichen became hysterical.

"What's the matter? If you don't want to be their dog, why don't you just let me go?

Zhang Mozi, how many years have we known each other?

In your eyes, am I just so unworthy?"

"Sichen, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong."

A knock on the door interrupted Zhang Mouzi's explanation, and a voice sounded at the same time.

"Hello, is Senior Zhang at home?"

Zhang Moazi gave Sichen a calm look, got up and went to open the door in the outer room.

There was a big fat man standing at the door, blocking all of Zhang Mouse's sight. He raised his head and looked at his face.

"Who are you?"

The fat man lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Mouse, a little disappointed with the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked appearance.

I guess I didn't make a good choice when I was reincarnated, and my appearance didn't match up with my prominent status at all.

Doesn’t it mean that it’s normal to be particularly ugly or handsome? At least you have to have some human appearance, right?

Did you find the wrong door?

Just ask tentatively.

"Um, did you leave a message asking us to pick him up?"

Did it come so quickly? So positive.

Instantly understanding the identity of the big fat man, Zhang Mouse lost his patience.

"Come in quickly."

The big fat man followed Zhang Mozi into the house and saw Sichen at the dining table.

After thinking quickly in his head, he knelt on the ground respectfully.

"The villain's twenty-eight constellations are in the house of fire and pig, see the divine king of Xiao Nian.

The unit received the message, and since I was the closest, they sent me to welcome the return of the Lord God."

Yes, the big fat man kneeling on the ground is Shi Huozhu.

After drinking at Cai Gen's shop, I returned to my home to catch up on some sleep.

But as soon as I lay down, my fourth uncle called me.

Arrange the task without any doubt, contact Shenjun Xiaonian immediately, and try to invite him back to the headquarters.

After saying something carelessly, the fourth uncle quickly hung up the phone.

I don't know if I'm afraid of people monitoring me, or if the matter is very urgent.

Shi Huozhu didn't dare to neglect and hurried out the door.

In fact, Shi Huozhu understood the importance of this task without fourth uncle's reminder and explanation.

Lord Xiao Nian!

In this era, I can actually meet the reincarnated God Lord Xiao Nian, and I can catch up with him.

Shi Huozhu felt that placing herself in this small city was really a good move arranged by her family to block their great luck.


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