The mouse in Liang Yuan's hand moved slightly, and when he opened this folder, his brows furrowed slightly.

I saw a couple of strange documents in there, and I was asking for something.

But he saw that he was quick and deleted them all.

Then, he clicked into the recycle bin and cleared all the files inside.

"What was that?"

I asked Liang Yuan.

Liang Yuan shook the mouse a few more times: "Some junk files, it's just that they dragged your computer out of the problem, okay, now I've deleted it for you, and your computer is fine......"

With that, he turned off the computer for me.

Then he patted me on the shoulder: "Okay Tang Xiaofan, I've already made the sour soup and fat cow, go down and eat, I'll go and see if I eat later, just now the mason master called and said that there was something wrong." ”

I groaned.

Liang Yuan went down first, and I stood in the room for a while.

The sunlight outside didn't seem to be so strong anymore, and I stood in the room and looked outside, and I don't know where a dark cloud drifted in, blocking most of the light.

I took one last look downstairs, and there was no one on the community path.

Looking up at the place where the flower was, I felt that it would grow from that place again, even though there was no sign of the flower anymore.

Perhaps, just as I go down to eat, it will reappear.

Closing the window, I went over to the hanger again and picked up all the bat hair on the floor.

Looking at the handful of black-gray hairs on my hands, I found a bag, carefully packed them, and put them in the drawer of the bedside table.

Before leaving, I took one last look at the room.

Inside it is quiet and very tidy.

The denim hat, casually thrown on Simmons, looked like a lazy little creature crawling in the sun.

Probably heard me go out, but didn't see me come down yet, Liang Yuan shouted again below:

"Tang Xiaofan, why haven't you come down yet?"

I quickly said yes and went downstairs.

Liang Yuan's cooking skills are indeed good, and the pot of sour soup fat beef, whether in terms of color or fragrance, looks very good, very much in the style of a hotel chef.

Liang Yuan beckoned me to sit down, and then took two bowls and put them on the table, and he handed me a pair of chopsticks:

"Eat it while it's hot, and see how this one I make is different from the outside?"

Looking at the fat cow, I swallowed.

I was indeed hungry.

Before, in the illusion, when I saw Xia Hong's table, my stomach began to growl.

There are a lot of things going on these days, and I don't have a fixed time to eat.

When you are hungry and full, when you encounter something, you seem to forget that you are already hungry.

Liang Yuan, who was sitting across from me, had already begun to feast.

I saw him pick up a slice of beef with the soup.

The fat meat was thinly sliced, a little fat in the middle, still shiny, red soup wrapped in it, and a little green onion and coriander.

Stuffing the beef into his mouth, Liang Yuan chewed it with his mouth in his mouth.

Judging by his expression, it was quite delicious, and he swallowed it after a few bites, and then he picked up a cluster of enoki mushrooms and ate it again.

Liang Yuan's meal is particularly fragrant.

I have long seen this, even eating a bowl of sour radish with porridge can also make people salivate.

If he goes to eat and broadcast, he may be popular.

I stared at his throat, which was moving up and down, and swallowed again.

Liang Yuan pointed to the dishes and chopsticks in front of me: "Tang Xiaofan, you eat, don't keep looking at me, it's been a busy day, everyone is hungry, and we have to go out later." ”

I nodded, picked up my chopsticks and picked up a slice of beef.

The chopsticks tumbled in the thick soup, and the smell of garlic came to my nose.

The strong aroma was about to hook out the worms in my stomach, and I took a deep breath and was about to put the fat beef in my mouth, when I suddenly saw something on the beef.

The dried petals, together with the peppercorns, are attached to the meat slices one by one.

I was shocked.

If it weren't for that glance, I'd have had to put it in my mouth.

And what will happen if you eat it?

Like those in the Tang family's ancestral home, become the walking dead?

Do you still want to be like Deng Guihua and Wang Jia, who suddenly disappeared?

The thought of this makes me creepy.

Seeing that I hadn't eaten yet, Liang Yuan asked me what was wrong.

I raised my eyes to look at Liang Yuan, only to see that there was still a dried petal attached to his mouth.

The oil beads dripped down the dried petals, and Liang Yuan was still chewing the fat cow in his mouth, eating very satisfied.

"I just don't feel hungry, I don't know what's going on, you can eat......" I said, I put down my chopsticks, and then pulled out a tissue and handed it to him.

Liang Yuan took it and said thank you.

I saw him wipe the oil beads around his mouth, and at this point, he seemed to notice something at the corner of his mouth.

After twisting it with a paper towel, I took a look.

I asked him, "What is this?" ”

"A spice."

"Spices? What kind of spices? ”

"I didn't know, I bought it in the market casually, saying that if I added it, the stewed fat beef soup would taste better, so I bought a little bit."

After saying this, he actually put it in his mouth and ate it.

After taking a sip of soup, Liang Yuan said to me: "It's okay if you don't want to eat now, if you're hungry later, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles in the store. ”

I got up, and Liang Yuan asked me where I was going.

I thought about it for a moment, pointed to the gate and said, "Since I have moved here, I have to talk to the neighbors around me, after all, we will have to get along for a long time in the future." ”

With that, I went out.

When I left, I saw Liang Yuan looking at me all the time, with a slice of beef on his chopsticks.

The broth dripped down the slices.

I went out and looked at the house opposite.

An ordinary iron door, but with his ears attached, he couldn't hear any movement.

There was a gentle knock on the door, but no one answered me.

After a pause, I headed down.

I walked up a flight of stairs and looked downstairs.

The door of "Lu Wanneng's" house is ajar.

There were people talking inside, it seemed that there were guests in the house, everyone was gathered around, the sound of the television came from the house, and some children were playing.

It all looks normal.

Just as I was about to turn around and go back, a person suddenly came out of the half-open room of "Lu Wanneng"'s house.

It was a woman, dressed in a pale yellow dress, and I recognized her appearance at once.

She, Xia Hong.