Chapter 1343

"I don't think it's possible either. But it sounds like she is a very pitiful woman. Huang Jiangong is nicknamed Madman Huang. She can do anything when she goes crazy. She loves to be jealous, petty-minded, and has serious violent tendencies. Even a woman will suffer. Not him. In the past, he and a friend of mine fell in love with a girl who was sitting on the stage at the same time. The girl would be with whomever had the money. Today she would be with this one and tomorrow she would be with that one. As a result, Huang Jiangong was annoyed and he kicked the girl out. Her spleen ruptured. Later, the woman didn't dare to stay here. After recovering from her injuries, she ran away to another place and never dared to come back." Zhong Yanhong couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he talked about Huang Jiangong's misdeeds.

"Beast!" Yang Ming spat out two words.

Zhong Yanhong changed the subject and said to Yang Ming: "Your recipe only sells for 5,000 yuan a piece? It's such a loss."

Yang Ming didn't answer him: "Everything is ready, it's time to eat."

Wang Ergou said dejectedly: "I don't want to come back to this ghost place anymore."

"Why don't you come back? I walk and sit upright, I never do anything bad in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." Wang Xiaoming's eyes were red and he was still in a state of rage. I originally wanted to ask Luo Junsheng about Luo Yufen's situation, but now it goes without saying that the two families are completely at odds. I feel sorry for Luo Yufen. I hope she can get better soon and get out of that quagmire as soon as possible.

Yang Ming patted Wang Xiaoming on the shoulder: "Okay, it's okay. Let's eat."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Let's go to the city tomorrow. I'll take you for a check-up and take a look at Afen by the way."

Yang Ming said: "It's okay to see Ah Fen, just do the examination."

Zhong Yanhong said: "For those of you who are celebrating the New Year, you haven't even gone out to pay homage to anyone. Isn't it unlucky to go to the hospital on your first trip?"

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while: "Why don't you go to Mouzi's house tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings." Wang Xiaoming has two aunts, and has no other contacts with other relatives. His uncles and aunts had already stopped contacting him when his mother got married.

Zhong Yanhong was immediately overjoyed: "Okay, let's go to his house to celebrate the New Year! I'll go too."

It was supposed to be a happy New Year, but a few uninvited guests made such a fuss, driving away all the festive atmosphere. Wang Xiaoming doubted whether his decision to come back to celebrate the New Year was correct.

Fortunately, the hot pot at noon was still very delicious. Although many things were inedible due to the prohibition of killing animals on the first day of the new year, the main dishes were vegetarian. The only meat dishes were beef and mutton, meatballs and crab sticks processed by Yang Ming himself. However, the soup base was too spicy. It's so delicious that ordinary ingredients become delicacies. Everyone enjoyed their meal, except Wang Xiaoming, who had no appetite and ate hastily.

Zhong Yanhong didn’t leave immediately after lunch because Yang Ming was still making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for him. Buddha Jumps Over the Wall wasn’t ready until after dinner. Zhong Yanhong insisted on going back and made an appointment to wait for them at the pier on the other side the next morning and go together to Liu Happy New Year.

Wang Xiaoming said to Yang Ming: "Why do I think he is more positive than me?"

Yang Ming said: "It is."

"Why?"

Yang Ming said: "Go and ask him."

Wang Xiaoming was not that curious either, so he shook his head and stopped talking. After Wang Ergou and Wang Bing both fell asleep, Wang Xiaoming was still sleepy. Thinking about what happened during the day, his heart was in a mess and he couldn't calm down. He grabbed a bottle of wine and ran outside to enjoy the breeze.

The sea breeze was strong at night, and the waves hit the rocks, sounding rhythmically like drums. The sea was vast and dark, and nothing could be seen. Wang Xiaoming opened the bottle and took a big sip at the mouth of the bottle. He coughed violently due to the heat. He was holding a bottle of liquor that Zhong Yanhong brought today. He didn't check the temperature. It was burning in the mouth. It must be at least forty or fifty. Degree.

The wine filled his heart and became bitter. Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and pinched his nose to control his emotions that were about to collapse. Although I have already experienced the impermanence of life, but this kind of thing happens one after another, I still can't accept it calmly like a normal person.

"I'll accompany you if you drink alone." Yang Ming came over at some point and sat next to Wang Xiaoming. He took the wine bottle in Wang Xiaoming's hand and took a sip, "52-degree Wuliangye."

Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly: "Do you still have research on wine?"

“I used this to make cooking wine before,” Yang Ming said.

Wang Xiaoming's heart skipped a beat for some reason: "Do you remember?"

Yang Ming said: "I remembered a lot of things related to cooking."

Wang Xiaoming swallowed hard: "If you remember who you are, you should go back soon." He couldn't explain what it felt like. From a common sense point of view, it was worth being happy that Yang Ming could remember the past. It was a good thing, but he felt uncomfortable and panicked, fearing that he would leave so suddenly when he came. He took the wine bottle from Yang Ming's hand and took a big sip from the bottle. It still felt like it was burning in his throat. It was so hot that he almost burst into tears. This feeling was very satisfying.

Yang Ming sighed: "I don't know. If you keep me, I might not leave."

Wang Xiaoming smiled helplessly. He had his family, friends and even his lover. How could he keep him? Half of the shares in Haihaibawang? Maybe he was a top celebrity chef and had a food empire. Who is the Sea King? Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming took another sip of wine.

Yang Ming took the bottle and took a sip himself: "You don't drink liquor like this, you get drunk easily."

Wang Xiaoming said: "No." He burped and touched his face. It was already burning. After all, the strong liquor was still different.

Yang Ming said: "Are you in a bad mood because of Ah Fen?"

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and buried his head between his knees: "Not entirely."

"Then why?"

Wang Xiaoming raised his head and wiped his face: "This society is too realistic. When I have nothing, people look at me like a ball of mud. The woman I like married someone else because of money; they later introduced me to What kind of woman is she? Blind or lame? People don’t mind me being poor; I’m a little better now, but people come to me and tell me that they need to find a woman to take care of the house and money for me. Damn it, I Once I have money, someone will be willing to help me manage it! It’s all for the sake of money. Without money, there is nothing. Apart from money, true love is worthless! Why should it be so disgusting and realistic? ah!"

Yang Ming raised his hand and put it on Wang Xiaoming's back, patting him gently to comfort him.

Wang Xiaoming sniffed: "I also want to be like Boss Zhong said, there is someone who will accompany me through the most difficult times when I need it most, instead of running towards me when I get rich. How can I believe her sincerity? But there is none!"

Yang Ming said: "Am I not counted?"