This matter, I have the final say

A little afraid to provoke him, Fang Zheng stared at him, and Xu Haodong couldn't help but want to clamp his ass, so he kicked him down the mountain.

Looks like a very quiet person, how can he have such good kung fu?

Although they live in the same town and know each other, they really haven't met before, and they are not from the same road.

Fang Zheng grew up watching poetry since he was a child, and Xu Haodong grew up under broom bumps.

Xu Haodong stared at Fang Zheng intently, and sat down when he couldn't squat anymore, holding his chin to look at it. Fang Zheng's side face was also pretty, and his eyes returned to normal. What, just looking at the distance so motionless.Quietly seems to blend into this scene, becoming a tree and a grass in the scene.

Just sitting next to him like this seems to feel a thousand miles away from him.

How to put it, it is as if you are looking at a painting, the mountains, the scenery and the people are just a landscape painting. You are outside the painting, looking at and admiring it, but through the canvas.

Xu Haodong didn't think it was a distance, but put his chin on his hands happily, wishing to take Fang Zheng into his heart.

Look at my daughter-in-law, she is so quiet that she even breathes very lightly. No wonder she can draw such beautiful pictures. He can integrate himself into it.

Fang Zheng couldn't take it anymore, Xu Haodong was so annoying, really annoying, he couldn't breathe without talking, and his eyes were also annoying!Occasionally seeing him out of the corner of his eye made him even more upset.

I provoked you and provoked you, can't you get out?What are you looking at me for?Are you annoying?

Fang Zheng moved his butt and turned in a different direction, trying to treat him as if he didn't exist, Xu Haodong quickly followed suit, insisting on chasing Fang Zheng's profile.

If you move, I will move too. If you don’t look at me, I will look at you.

Fang Zheng looked at the mountain with his chin in his hand, and Xu Haodong looked at him with his chin in his hand.

Go home, bored to death!

Fang Zheng stood up and patted his pants.

"Going down the mountain?"

"kindness."

Fang Zheng patted the grass clippings off his pants, walked away.

"Are you hungry, go down the mountain to eat, I see you go to the breakfast stall every day to eat pancakes."

Xu Haodong followed closely.

"You just don't get tired of eating it. If you eat 360 every day for five days, don't you want to change the taste?"

Fang Zheng wondered, how did he know that he ate pancakes every day?

"how do you know?"

"I saw it."

Xu Haodong pointed to the road on the mountain.

"You go up the mountain at five o'clock every morning, even if sometimes it's only a few minutes late, the wind and rain are not wrong, and you have to go up the mountain when it rains or snows. It's up to you how long you stay on the mountain. When you go down the mountain, you can eat snow lotus Sister-in-law’s breakfast is served early, and you must order pancakes every time, I’m tired of seeing you eating.”

Fang Zheng looked at Xu Haodong strangely, a little unbelievable.

He has seen every move he has made these years?

"You like the restaurant at the west end of the town. You like to sit in the teahouse on the east side of the town. You like to go fishing. You basically don't talk. When others sit there, they chat. When you sit there, you watch. What do you say?"

Xu Haodong stroked his chin, pondering over his words.

"It's like watching TV. You are watching people coming and going. These people have nothing to do with you. You are just watching."

The eyes were calm and unwavering, he was watching, not blending in, watching TV and watching paintings like that, without even thinking, just watching lightly.

Don't look at them doing the same thing on the same street and in the same place, Fang Zheng doesn't seem to belong here, just like a ghost?It's not right, that is, he is an outsider, he is watching with cold eyes, and he looks at everything from the perspective of an outsider.The life is very dull, and the whole person has a kind of dullness. He is a person covered in glass. People in a town regard him as a different kind, and people in a town are just passers-by in his eyes.Perhaps in his eyes, all kinds of people are not as good as these flowers and plants on the mountain.

So yesterday he was able to fall into the mortal blind date, which was a surprise.This unworldly celestial being also succumbed to the oppression of his parents and started a blind date.

"You're watching me."

"Well. I have observed you for many years."

Probably since he started to go up the mountain, he started to observe.

After Fang Zheng finished his studies, he returned to Tengyun Town and started to go up the mountain. It must have been seven or eight years.

Fang Zheng's eyes widened. He really didn't expect someone to observe him like this, every day and year without interruption.He even didn't expect that Xu Haodong, a careless bastard of the third level, would say such a thing.

I hated him so much, and annoyed him so much, I even looked at him a few more times today.

"Why are you watching me?"

"I see if you are human, I always thought you were a fairy."

Fang Zheng gave him a hard look, and there was no need to talk to him.

You are not human!You are a bastard, you are a bastard!

It's a waste of time talking to this guy.

Just thought he was unusual, and then refreshed the lower limit once.What the hell.

"You know if I observe you every day, do you like me? Are you excited?"

Fang Zheng decided not to talk to him anymore, he would die of anger.

Xu Haodong was walking ahead, and there was a slightly difficult road, so he turned around and reached out to help Fang Zheng, who placed his arms randomly without looking at them.

After going down the mountain, Fang Zheng entered the town. The breakfast stall at Sister Xuelian’s house had everything, fried dough sticks, big cakes, steamed bun noodles, Fang Zheng sat down on the seat, and Xu Haodong took apart the disposable chopsticks, grinding them back and forth, Grind off the burr and put it in front of Fang Zheng.

"Don't eat oil pancakes. Sister Xuelian's best food is buns. Let's have a bowl of noodles, pancakes are too oily."

Fang Zheng saw that everyone was eating small buns, and a strong aroma came, and Fang Zheng couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Fang Zheng is here to eat, it's still the same, right, here you are!"

Sister-in-law Xuelian was bold and generous, took a pancake and put it in front of Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng looked up at Sister-in-law Xuelian, forget it, she put it in front of her eyes, so she won't change it.

I didn't like to eat, so I didn't say anything.

Xu Haodong could see clearly from the side. Fang Zheng was already curious about the fat little meat buns, but Mrs. Xuelian thought he was still the same and gave him pancakes. Fang Zheng was too lazy to argue, so she let it go.

Probably, everyone has a misunderstanding. Fang Zheng eats pancakes all year round because he doesn't want to cause trouble for others.Sister-in-law Xuelian thought it was Fang Zheng's favorite food?

Xu Haodong quickly brought a small bun and a bowl of noodles, and pushed it to Fang Zheng.

"Why didn't you tell me you didn't like it? I always thought you wanted pancakes."

"trouble."

"She's in business, so she's afraid of trouble. You can change it after you tell her."

"Too lazy to say."

Fang Zheng picked up a meat bun leisurely, took a bite, um, it was delicious!Much better than pancakes.

"I just want to give you a tongue. I don't even bother to talk about you."

Xu Haodong really didn't know if he didn't know it. Fang Zhengneng was so indifferent, his mouth seemed to be open, and he didn't open his mouth easily.

Why is he so lazy to talk, he skipped two words or three words, he really should be changed for the mute.

Fang Zheng glanced at him, and Xu Haodong hurriedly pulled the pancake and ate it by himself.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about you. You artists have such personalities, I understand."

Artists are very personal. They have beards and hair, and they are bony and immortal. To say one more word is tacky!

Compared with those artists with beards and dreadlocks, Fang Zhengshuai is more fairy-like.

After eating the oil cakes in seven mouthfuls, Fang Zheng ate three baskets of small meat buns, five in one basket, fifteen?Huh?

"Why don't you eat the skin!"

A large bowl of steamed stuffed bun skin, if not for a small hole, I would have thought it was complete.

I saw that Fang Zheng was very skillful, using chopsticks to pick apart the bun skin, squeezed the bun, the stuffing came out, he ate it, and put the bun skin aside.

Fang Zheng ate two more minced meat.

"I want to eat meat."

"Didn't my mother give you a piece of bacon yesterday?"

"Won't do it."

"Your mother did it!"

"play cards."

"Then you eat, what do you usually eat!"

Fang Zheng pointed to the restaurant ahead.Regretful sigh.

"The cook who made braised pork in their family resigned."

So Fang Zheng really wanted to eat meat, but after the cook in the restaurant resigned, he couldn't cook such delicious meat anymore.It's like eating meat, any kind of meat is fine, even braised and stir-fried stuffed meat, as long as it's meat, he wants to eat it.

Xu Haodong was dumbfounded, and Fang Zheng swallowed his mouth when he mentioned meat, what kind of virtue is this.

"I'll make it for you today!"

"Need not."

Xu Haodong quickly ordered a few more cages of small meat buns. He ate the skins of the buns and dug out the stuffing for Fang Zheng.

"I know how to cook. Our ancestors wear it. Our family is full of men who cook. If you come to us for dinner today, I'm sure you'll be full."

Fang Zheng shook his head, refused to go, buried his head in eating hard, ate twenty stuffed buns and drank the soup.

"I am full."

Get up and pay the bill.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you too!"

Xu Haodong ate all the bun skin in two mouthfuls, and chased after him, grumbling.

"To be honest, you come to my house for dinner at noon."

Fang Zheng waved his hand and went home. Xu Haodong chased him all the way to the gate.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm going to buy vegetables. Come over to my house for dinner at noon. Don't be embarrassed, what's wrong with going to your husband's house for dinner!"

Fang Zheng closed the door with a slam, and Xu Haodong emphasized again in case he didn't hear.

"Braised pork, fried bacon with garlic sprouts!"

Fang Zheng paused, not giving in like meat, don't eat, don't go!

Xu Haodong didn't bother, and hurried straight to the vegetable market.

How easy it is for a daughter-in-law to eat stew. He can make it, but he can do it even if he can't.

Their family is a matriarchal society, women are the whole world, from his father to his eldest brother are all good cooks, don't look at Xu Haodong's third-level bastard, he is a chef's material, and he can flip the spoon.Just not doing business properly.

Fang Zheng returned to his room. Their house was the only small western-style building in the town.The mayor's house is definitely not like that of ordinary people, it is a bit luxurious, more than half of the rooms upstairs are his, other than the bedroom, there is either a study or a studio.

There are many large drawing boards on the floor, finished and semi-finished products, various paints, easels, painting brushes, picture books, pencils, colored pencils, it looks messy, but it seems to be like this in every painter’s room, and there is also an apron dyed with various paints.

Fang Zheng grabbed a rubber band to tie up his hair, rolled up his sleeves, took the mobile phone, half-lyed and half-reclined on the chair, and started playing without any hassle.

After discovering a certain message, Fang Zheng turned on the computer, saved and printed out the message, then took out a thick notebook, and pasted the message on it.

After gluing the paper away, Fang Zheng leaned back, put his legs on the table, and closed his eyes.

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