Chapter 1331

Yang Ming spread his hands: "I'm a cook. How can I get along if I don't know how to eat?" He quickly fished out two two-pound dace fish from the pool, removed the scales, internal organs, heads, and bones, and then removed them. The fish meat was placed on Wang Xiaoming's chopping board: "Cut it."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the fish and started to chop the fish with a knife. At first, he was still chopping the meat, not very fast, but then he was getting faster and faster, and he was getting harder and harder. The sound changed from "ding ding ding" to "dong dong dong dong". While cutting, he cursed: "Fuck, you bastard, a beast, a scum, a murderer..."

Yang Ming looked at him: "Do you believe that A Bing will curse like this after eating fish cakes tonight?"

"Fart!" Wang Xiaoming replied rudely.

Yang Ming said: "Have you never heard of the fairy tale "The King Has Rabbit Ears"?"

"What and what?" Wang Xiaoming frowned.

Yang Ming said: "Are you sad?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, understanding what Yang Ming said, and was silent for a moment: "She has always had a good temper, and is very kind and gentle. If she had not been forced to a dead end, she would definitely not have committed suicide."

"She used to be your girlfriend?" Yang Ming asked.

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head: "That happened a long time ago, and it has nothing to do with me now. But even as an ordinary friend, I can't be indifferent. Huang Jiangong, this beast, is simply a mad dog, biting people everywhere, and actually I’m still doubting my relationship with Afen, we haven’t been in contact with each other for many years.”

Yang Ming sighed: "She definitely didn't marry her willingly."

Wang Xiaoming said with a dull face: "I don't know, maybe."

"That's right, you may have given up long ago, but she may not. She is not willing to marry. When she encounters something unsatisfactory, she will think of your goodness. This will make her heart more and more unbalanced, and the relationship between husband and wife will naturally become more and more unbalanced. Stiff." Yang Ming analyzed this truth like a philosopher.

Wang Xiaoming swallowed hard: "So, her jumping off the building may have something to do with me?"

Yang Ming said: "Maybe it has something to do with you, but it's not your responsibility, so you don't have to blame yourself."

Wang Xiaoming stopped chopping meat and gritted his teeth.

Yang Ming added: "The fact that she would choose such an extreme method shows that she has obvious flaws in her character. She is cowardly and timid, and does not dare to resist her parents and husband and fight for her own life. So it is often said that poor people must have Hateful."

Wang Xiaoming glared at Yang Ming: "What you said is so cold-blooded."

Yang Ming shrugged: "No one likes to hear the truth."

"Should I go see her?" Wang Xiaoming asked, actually more like asking himself.

Yang Ming said: "Since you think it may be related to you, it's better not to go to avoid a bigger misunderstanding."

Wang Xiaoming also knew that this was the case, but he always felt depressed and uncomfortable. He felt unfair for Luo Yufen, but he was completely powerless.

Yang Ming said: "Huang Jiangong is a vengeful guy, and he will most likely take this matter out on you."

"Fuck, what does this have to do with me!" Wang Xiaoming cursed bitterly, "If you dare to provoke me and make him look like this fish, I will chop him to pieces!"

"It's always good to be more discerning. If you look carefully, the meat will be off the chopping board." Yang Ming reminded lightly.

Wang Xiaoming looked down at the messy fish meat on the chopping board. Because of his absent-mindedness, the fish meat was chopped unevenly. He took a deep breath and began to concentrate on chopping the meat, using this concentration to get rid of the anger and discomfort in his heart.

Fish cakes are usually made from herring, grass carp, etc., but the dace produced here is more suitable for making fish cakes because the meat is tender and delicious. After mincing the fish meat into a paste, add a little cornstarch, two eggs, and MSG. , salt, and a little sugar. Stir vigorously with a whisk in a container until it becomes a very sticky paste. This is called fish green. Place the fish green in the refrigerator for an hour, then take it out and beat it into a cake. , it is fish cake, of course you can also make it into some shapes you want. For example, Wang Bing especially likes to shape fish cakes into small fish shapes.

The prepared fish cakes are placed in a frying pan and fried over low heat until golden brown on both sides. They can be eaten hot or cooled and cut into stir-fries. Fish cakes not only retain the deliciousness of fish meat, but also have elasticity, fragrance, smoothness, and refreshing taste that fish meat does not have. The taste is so beautiful that it is endlessly memorable. Wang Bing loves to eat fish cakes, because fish cakes are like his favorite snack, candy, and they are particularly delicious when chewed.

That night, Wang Bing ate his favorite fish cakes. He used chopsticks to skewer three golden and fragrant fish cakes and ate them as snacks. Wang Xiaoming muttered to him: "You eat so much vegetables, and you need to drink water soon. Be careful at night. If you wet the bed, see if I don't beat your ass!"

"Then I'll sleep with uncle!" Wang Bing was not afraid of threats at all.

Wang Xiaoming sneered: "Then I can't wait to see your uncle sleep to death, and no one will turn on the light for you, so you can draw a map on your uncle's bed, and see if he doesn't beat you to death!"

"Then I will sleep with Uncle Yang Ming, and he will turn on the light for me." Wang Bing is now confident, and his relationship with Yang Ming is very close.

"Okay, then you can sleep with Uncle Yang Ming." Wang Xiaoming threw this hot potato out.

Wang Bing did not sleep with Yang Ming at night, but slept on Wang Xiaoming's bed. Wang Xiaoming watched TV alone in the living room. He kept the volume very low for fear of waking anyone up. In fact, he didn't know what was on the TV, so he just watched it blankly. Sitting in a daze, he couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, he always looked at Luo Yufen's bruised face, thinking that she had told him that she wanted a divorce, so why not get divorced as soon as possible, otherwise there would be no divorce. This tragedy happened. He didn't know that this tragedy was caused by divorce.

Yang Ming came out of the room, sat next to him, and handed him a cigarette. Wang Xiaoming didn't take it, so Yang Ming put the cigarette to his mouth, lit it himself, and stuffed it into Wang Xiaoming's mouth: "Have a cigarette."

Wang Xiaoming rolled his eyes, took the cigarette in his hand, and took a strong puff, which made him cough. When he was a teenager, he secretly learned to smoke, but he wasn't very good at it. Then something happened at home, and he didn't have the spare money to smoke, so he still doesn't know how to smoke. He still chokes and coughs when he smokes.

Yang Ming reached out and patted his back: "Don't worry, she will be fine."

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and said after a while: "I feel uncomfortable when I think that her accident may be related to me." Wang Xiaoming's nose felt sore.

Yang Ming reached out and touched the back of his head: "Don't think too much, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you are really worried, wait until you are free and take a sneak peek to confirm whether she is okay."

Wang Xiaoming said "Yeah" and leaned towards Yang Ming unconsciously. He felt cold all over, but this man was very warm. Yang Ming was a little surprised by his action. The next moment, he stretched out his arm and put it around Wang Xiaoming's shoulder, letting his head rest on his shoulder.