Section 26

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date="2020-11-05"

title="Section 26"

weight="101623"

series = ["The Villain Has Been Coveting Me for a Long Time"]

mode = "manual"

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There are so many eyes staring at them. Although they are all dead fish eyes, they are still very unaccustomed. Shen Fengyue angrily retracted the hand that wanted to fish, turned back to face the ship’s rail, one hand supporting his chin, the other His hand rapped on the side of the ship rather disciplinedly.

After almost thirty hits, there was a splash of water from the sea, and Shen Fengyue guessed that the ugly thing was coming up again. Sure enough, the next moment the fish leaned in front of him, holding a few large clams in his hands.

That is a sea mussel, each of them is as long as an adult man with two hands open and closed together. There are some parasitic entities attached to the shell, which looks dirty, but looking at that size, Shen Fengyue secretly estimated that the value is not Philip.

Si Ren stretched out his hand and handed it to Shen Fengyue, motioning him to take it.

Shen Fengyue swallowed, and quickly took a clam shell and pried it at the gap between the two shells with a knife. Maybe it was a novice, and he couldn't pry it open even after a lot of effort.

The more anxious the heart, the more urgent the hand movements, but not good.

After he almost reached his hand, Si Ren couldn't stand it, put all the mussel shells in his hands into the boat, reached out and took the mussel shells in Shen Fengyue's hands.

Si Ren picked up the flesh of the sea mussel, revealing a lot of pearls underneath that were plump and well-colored. After showing it to Shen Fengyue, he closed the mussel shell and put it into Shen Fengyue's hand, and then helped him open several other mussel shells. They were of excellent color and large, full and colorless pearls.

System: "Fuck! You are going to send Shen Fengyue!"

Shen Fengyue: "I know, shhh, let's take it and run away soon."

One person, one system, and the slapped card counting, Si Ren didn’t know everything. He stood in the middle of the water, staring at Shen Fengyue, tilted his head and looked at him. The corners of his mouth even curled up, waiting for Shen Fengyue’s Compliments expand and expand it.

Shen Fengyue placed all the clam shells neatly inside the ship, and finally patted them like a baby, then turned to look at Si Ren, his stern face finally changed, the iceberg melted into spring water, glowing in the sun Light.

He laughed.

The smile on Si Ren's mouth also expanded.

"Thanks." Shen Fengyue said with a smile, and then picked up the paddle in front of Si Ren to draw the way back, and by the way let the system turn on an accelerator.

The boat was as fast as an off-string arrow, and disappeared in front of the eyes at the speed of light, leaving a figure standing in the middle of the water.

Si Ren had never seen this kind of show operation, and was standing in place with a dazed expression.

"????????"

He looked at the boat that had become a black spot in the blink of an eye.

"Gurulu."

Shen Fengyue rushed home to take out the pearl from the clam shell, put it in the water and then fished it out, wrapped it in a piece of cloth, and placed it in the corner of the bed and the pillow.

The little seagull hid behind the foot of the table, poking out a small head and staring at him. I saw Shen Fengyue smile at it for an unprecedented time: "Let's post it now. Have a good meal tonight."

Little Seagull:? ? ? What is this stimulus?

When it was puzzled, Shen Fengyue had already packed up and went out, ready to go to the market to buy some pork and rice to eat.

In the coastal areas, pork and rice are scarce, which is a delicacy that the rich can enjoy. Most people rely on the sea to eat fish and seafood every day, and their faces are full and elastic and rich in collagen. This time I was finally able to make some money, and of course I have to eat pork and white rice!

There was light in Shen Fengyue's eyes, her expression was flying, and there was such a sense of spirit as she walked, and her cuffs acted like the wind.

I ran into Uncle Smith on the road, carrying a basket with three long loaves in it. He was probably old and his eyes were not good. He looked at it with his imaginary eyes before he recognized it: "Oh, Anton."

Shen Fengyue stood still and let him look at it, and finally greeted him with a smile: "Smith Arbor, good afternoon."

As if infected by his joy, Smith laughed and asked curiously: "Anton, what's the matter? So happy?"

Shen Fengyue blinked at him with a right eye: "Smith Arbor, I'll give you some pork tonight." After that, she slid out with the people, carrying her body and shouting: "You can wait at home !"

"Hey..." Shen Fengyue ran away, Smith could only take back the words he had not finished, and sighed as he looked at the direction of his disappearance, "This kid..." There was a smile that couldn't hide from the face.

He lifted his shoulders and returned home carrying the basket.

Here, Shen Fengyue walked to the stall that he had aimed at and bought a large bag of rice and a piece of pork. The stall owner saw him dressed and heard his intentions. He was shocked. He felt that he did not seem to be able to eat pork and rice. people.

This vision lasted only a few seconds before being pulled back by professional ethics, but Shen Fengyue still felt it.

The stall owner handed him the meat: "Welcome to visit next time."

Shen Fengyue took it slowly, carrying the pork rope swayed in front of the stall owner, and said casually: "The sea is a treasure, and you can get some treasure from it if you can't keep it."

"We fishermen, who have been with it for so long, will never treat us badly." He took the rope and gave the stall owner a look before turning around, meaning it was unclear.

The stall owner was embarrassed by the look in his eyes, knowing that the other party knew that he had despised him just now, and he was panicked for a while.

The system grumbled: "He actually looked down on us honest people."

Shen Fengyue can think about it: "Don't be angry, he will look down upon him. People who look down on honest people will never get rich."

Thinking of the pearls at home, the system responded: "Yes!"

After returning home, Shen Fengyue washed the rice and put it in a pot to cook, and began to process the pork. Lift the pork and see the fine fluff through the sun.

The system stopped and said: "That's nothing wrong with that."

"Hey." Shen Fengyue exclaimed, her tone disgusting, "You are so incompetent."

The system was unable to answer what he said, so copy his hands to see what he wanted to do.

Shen Fengyue graciously took a box of matches behind the boiler, and picked up a piece of black paper across the side of the box. The touch of the low-ignition phosphorus and the head of the match created a delicate little flame.

Shen Fengyue patiently singed the pig hair with a small flame one by one.

"..." Seeing this, the system was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

After removing the pig's hair, Shen Fengyue used a knife to cut slices of good pork. Each slice was a standard three-wire streaky, fat and thin, evenly distributed, which looked particularly attractive.

The pan was poured with a thin layer of golden oil, and the firewood under the pan was burning vigorously. Under the high temperature, the golden oil made waves, and in a short while, small bubbles rose up.

The meat slices were put into the pan, and the corresponding spices were sprinkled. The meat collided with the hot oil and made a crackling sound. Visible to the naked eye, the slices of meat were hot rolled, and the oil of their own was blown out to surround them, shining, a scent of meat that was unique to the flesh, accompanied by the smell of spices.

Si Ren squatted under the kitchen window, raised his body to reveal a pair of small eyes staring at Shen Fengyue's movements for a moment. He watched Shen Fengyue swinging the spatula freely, and his eyes were full of accusations.

The smell of food he had never smelled attacked his olfactory system.

"Gurulu."

This time the sound came from his stomach.

Shen Fengyue carried the plate with his left hand, shoveled the dishes into the plate with his right hand, and looked at the sound source.

Si Ren knew that he had been exposed, and simply stood up. Looking at him pitifully, his small eyes quickly glanced at the meat in his hand, then lifted up to stare at him.

A strong will makes people want to ignore it.

Shen Fengyue: "..." The action on her hand should stop.

Si Ren was still looking at him, grunting in his throat.

At the same time, his stomach began to ring. Two voices intertwined one after the other.

Duo singing is taboo.

"Come in." Shen Fengyue put the last piece of meat on the plate and began to scoop the soup inside, knowing that he was not doing it authentically this time, and compromised, "What are you still doing? Come in."

"Gurulu?" Si Ren was puzzled. The next moment he saw the impatience in Shen Fengyue's eyes, his eyes lit up, he immediately turned in from the window, and consciously ran to the table and sat down.

The last pair of eyes stared at Shen Fengyue eagerly, motioning him to come over.

Shen Fengyue: "..."

Sweeping from top to bottom, Shen Fengyue made a judgment. This ugly thing was ugly, tall, and his body looked quite sturdy. Looking at the meat in his hand, he guessed such a plate. Irony is not enough.

So when he put the plate on the table, he glared at Si Ren and warned: "Don't steal it!"

After that, he picked a fish from the bucket and turned back to the kitchen to prepare another fish soup.

Seeing the food on the table, Si Ren took a deep breath of enjoyment and sniffed hard. His eyes were shiny and the tip of his nose moved again and again, seeing the distance getting closer and closer to the meat.

Shen Fengyue turned her head in due course: "Don't steal it!"

Si Ren gasped in shock and hurriedly backed away. Because of Shen Fengyue's order, he reluctantly looked at the meat that was close to him but couldn't eat.

Shen Fengyue was tidying up, suddenly remembering that this guy looked really hot with his shirtless eyes, so he went back to the room and picked out clothes and pants that he estimated to fit his body shape and threw them on Si Ren.

"Don't leave your clothes naked."

Si Ren didn't dare to violate his order and put it on obediently.

Si Ren: I'm wronged, I'm fierce, hey. QAQ

Chapter list 35. Hey, which little yellow croaker are you?

Shen Fengyue thought that Si Ren would not listen to him, so she quickly made the fish soup and walked to the restaurant, but saw that Si Ren did not move after listening to him. She was lying at the table and staring at the dish, hiding her eyes. With the beast, I can't wait to pounce on it the next moment. But there was really no movement in his hands.

"Gurulu?" He saw Shen Fengyue coming, tilted his head, with questions in his eyes.

Shen Fengyue put the fish soup on the table and sat opposite him. Because of Si Ren's delicacy, his attitude changed and became gentle.

"Let's eat." After holding two bowls of rice, he pushed the bowl of Si Ren in front of him, and put a pair of chopsticks on the side of his bowl. Shen Fengyue raised his chin to signal him to eat quickly.

The chopsticks were made by Shen Fengyue herself.

People here are used to knives and forks. After a few days, he couldn't stand it. He quietly went to find a piece of wood. After fishing, he sat on the bedside and took the knife.

The hard work pays off, the wood is cut into wooden chopsticks.

Si Ren stared at the two slender wooden strips curiously for a long time, and looked at Shen Fengyue slantingly, and saw that he was sandwiching the two slender wooden strips with four fingers of one hand.

He picked up the two wooden slats in a learning manner, trying to clamp them like Shen Fengyue, but they couldn't clamp them. A momentary carelessness, the wooden strip slipped from his fingers and fell on the table with a clatter.

Si Ren was so angry that he blew up, his upper and lower lips bounced, puff, puff, puff.

He blew for a while and found that Shen Fengyue hadn't even given him a straight eye, so he had to be patient and watch his movements again.

The roots of the fingers are slender, and the neatly trimmed nails are inlaid in an arc, revealing a light pink. Because of the perennial wind and sun, they are no longer white, but healthy wheat color. The bruising meridians can even be seen faintly at the joints.

The wooden chopsticks are as obediently as a coquettish pet in that hand. The four fingers flexibly use them to pick up a piece of meat, then move it up and place it on the lips. The lips master opened his mouth and swallowed the piece of meat.

The teeth chew the food regularly, and the two lip flaps also change shape with the owner's chewing, from left to right, from top to bottom, in a harmonious rhythm. The shiny oil was attached to his mouth, and the owner rolled his red tongue and licked off the excess oil.

The master slapped his mouth and sighed.

Si Ren's eyes straightened, staring at the scene blankly, and couldn't help swallowing.

Gudong.

The atmosphere was already quiet, so the sound was extremely loud, and the air began to be filled with embarrassing factors.

Shen Fengyue couldn't ignore it anymore, and could only say: "Hurry up!"

Si Ren retracted his gaze, and then turned to the wooden chopsticks in front of him. After a few attempts, but still unsuccessful, he flicked his hand and swept the wooden chopsticks to the ground.

The movement on the other side was too loud, attracting Shen Fengyue's attention again, and he looked up. The ugly thing was sitting upright with his hands on his chest, blowing his nose and staring at him.

Oh, is this angry? Good temper?

Shen Fengyue put down the bowls and chopsticks and sat with him, playing with him the game of staring at me and staring at you.

Si Ren moved! He carefully stretched out a hand, while looking at Shen Fengyue, he infinitely approached the plate of meat. As soon as the little dirty hand entered and then entered, he was about to hit the naughty piece of meat on the edge of the plate.

At the next moment, Shen Fengyue had already reacted extremely quickly, picking up a chopstick at hand and hitting the restless little dirty hand.

Si Ren's action eventually resulted in a chopstick beating.

The pain in his hand made him retract. It didn't feel heavy, presumably the other party didn't really want to punish him severely, but it was not light, it was just a warning.

"Gurulu?"

"Oh, what do you want to do?" Shen Fengyue saw that the chopsticks had an effect, so she put it down, and saw Si Ren staring at him eagerly, not getting angry.

Si Ren's eyes turned sharply, passing the rice on the table, passing the meat, and finally falling on Shen Fengyue's face.

Shen Fengyue laughed angrily by him: "Come on, I will teach you."

Si Ren didn't seem to understand and didn't move.

"Oh, I'll come here!" Shen Fengyue picked up the chair and put it next to him, then moved her bowl and chopsticks over, and moved the dishes to a nearby place so that both of them could catch it.

"Let's go, wash your hands first." After doing this, he took Si Ren's wrist and pulled him to the sink, scooped a scoop of water with a scoop, and looked at Si Ren and said, "Do you know how to wash your hands?"

"Gurulu."

"Well, I know you won't, I'll teach you." Shen Fengyue put down the water scoop and put it aside, freeing her hands, "Look at it."

He shook his hands, and began to rub both hands together, turning up and down, rubbing the back of his left hand with his right hand, and then rubbing the back of his right hand with his left hand. Shen Fengyue had great patience. After doing this simple movement for five minutes, he pointed to the water scoop again after making sure that the opponent could fully understand.

"Are you ready?"

The Si Ren learned his movements, shaking his hands first, and then began to rub each other together. Seeing this, Shen Fengyue picked up the water scoop and placed it on his hands, then tilted it slightly, the water rushing through the Si Ren's hands from top to bottom.

The teacher has also taught, and everything is ready, but unexpectedly this person will come out with a moth.

As soon as the water touched Si Ren's hand, he was shocked by an electric shock. He conditioned his reflex to hit the water scoop, his body moved, and stopped a few steps behind.

Shen Fengyue looked at the empty scoop and the puddle of water on the ground, his face was covered with black lines, and his patience was exhausted, he put the scoop aside heavily, and rushed towards Si Ren across the water stain.

Si Ren stood still on the spot, watching Shen Fengyue rush over to catch him, and forcefully went to the sink to wash his hands.

The two hands were clasped together, impossibly, Si Ren gently squeezed Shen Fengyue's hand, and then looked at Shen Fengyue from the corner of the light. After finding that the other party hadn't noticed, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

Shen Fengyue firmly grasped the siren's hand with one hand, and crossed him with the other hand to get the water scoop, and then poured a scoop of water on his hand quickly. Si Ren tried to struggle but was suppressed, and when he found that he could not break free, he honestly washed his hands.

As his hands rubbed each other, the water stream removed the dirt, and one of his hands became smoother.

Shen Fengyue took the small handkerchief on the shelf, wrapped Si Ren's hand, and dried him. When he felt it was almost the same, he put the veil back in place, and pulled his clothes back to the table.

"Look at it, pick up the chopsticks like this first." Shen Fengyue picked up the chopsticks and placed it horizontally on the tiger's mouth, holding it between her index finger and thumb.

Si Ren draws a scoop based on a gourd.

"Hold it and don't move." Then he moved his finger, "Pinch this one with these three fingers, and use this finger against the other chopsticks."

Fingers pressed hard, two chopsticks collided between his fingers, and a crisp sound came out with the movement of the chopsticks.

Si Ren stared at him.

"Look at what I'm doing, I teach you how to use chopsticks on my face?"