Hundred Treasures of the Monster Tan: Meat Feed

Zong Jue gave Mr. Tiger an ordinary sausage. This time, Mr. Tiger was very satisfied. After eating one piece, he was not satisfied, so he took another piece and threw it in his mouth.

He chewed and said, "You haven't told me who that person is yet."

"Why did I tell you? I didn't even guess right and I got free sausages. You took advantage of all the good things."

"I'm very curious. We are friends. Don't be a fool, or I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Mr. Tiger continued to beg, Zong Jue thought his appearance was very interesting, and was about to continue teasing him, when the phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at it, then went to answer the phone.

"Fengyang, what's the matter?"

Fengyang Fengyang, so affectionate!

As soon as he heard it was Chen Fengyang's call, Mr. Tiger couldn't sit still, he didn't even feel like eating sausages, so he listened carefully.

I heard Zong Jue say, "Did you call me this morning? Didn't you come to see me?"

Thinking of the fact that he hung up the phone without authorization, Mr. Tiger's heart trembled. He was really afraid that the two would confront each other, and the fact that he had seduced Zongjue on behalf of Chen Fengyang would come to light.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran out after saying that he had a job to come in. The conversation was faintly transmitted, as if he was talking about fundraising, parties, and so on.

Seeing him run away, Zong Jue shouted from behind, "Remember to bring the cat over tomorrow."

"understood!"

Mr. Tiger replied casually, and ran back to his home in one breath.

Fortunately tonight, he didn't turn into a cat, but he broke out in a cold sweat because he was worried about the consequences of being caught doing something bad.

He went to take a shower, and he didn't need to wear clothes in his own home. He went back to the bedroom naked, and the phone rang just as he lay down.

Seeing that the caller was Zong Jue, Mr. Tiger was so frightened that his forehead broke out in cold sweat again, he sat up like a spring and answered the call.

He made up his mind that no matter what Zong Jue asked, he insisted that he didn't know. Anyway, there was no evidence, Zong Jue couldn't doubt him.

"Are you saying you did it on purpose?"

An unpleasant voice came, and Mr. Tiger felt a little bit in his heart. He forgot all the little calculations he had made, and stammered, "What, what?"

"Every time you run away after eating, do you deliberately leave the cleaning of the kitchen to me?"

It turned out to be about this, Mr. Tiger heaved a sigh of relief, and lay down on the floor again.

"No, I just happened to have an urgent matter cut in... Well, what did your classmate say to you on the phone?"

"Oh, let's talk about fundraising receptions. Graduates of our university often hold such activities. One is to help children in impoverished areas, and the other is to save face for their alma mater. He asked me if I would participate."

"Then will you participate?"

"I said think about it, why do you care about such things?"

Isn't he worried that someone is close to the water and looking for an excuse to get in touch with his little lover?

Mr. Tiger said sternly, "I don't care about this matter, I care about you. Many of these fundraisers are big liars. I think that person is not upright, maybe he is also a big liar."

"If you want to say that you are a liar, you look a lot like me. Do you think you have concealed a lot of things?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Mr. Tiger was caught off guard and almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Zong Jue didn't ask any more questions, and said, "I'll go to see you tomorrow morning, do you need me to bring some breakfast? Let me tell you in advance, breakfast is vegetarian."

"No meat, no need."

"You still have so much talk for free, forget it, I'll find you after dinner, and you put the cat in the cage in advance."

"it is good."

Then there was a brief silence. Mr. Tiger thought Zong Jue was going to hang up the phone, but he said, "I can't sleep, let's talk about your past. It's not those blind date sentences, it needs to have some connotations."

His life is full of food and sleep, what is the connotation?

Mr. Tiger scratched his head and tried to think about the past. There were many memory fragments in his mind, each piece was very clear, but they could not be assembled into a complete picture.

Zong Jue reminded, "For example, who did you learn medical skills from? You know acupuncture and herbal medicine, why don't you become a doctor?"

"That's what I learned from my husband. In fact, I am an apprentice. After doing a lot and watching a lot, I will naturally remember it. There is no salary.

But my husband is in charge of me, he is not like you who can make it yourself, he bought it all, I respected him very much at that time, but now I don’t want to mention him, and I am unhappy when I mention him. "

"Why? Did he do something to hurt you?"

"Maybe, I don't remember..."

Maybe it was really a very serious injury, so he would choose to forget it.

When he was in the villa, he occasionally thought of it, and his mood would become very bad. When he was in trouble, he would slap the floor, so there were a lot of thunderstorms at that time.

However, this kind of phenomenon is not common recently, probably after he met Zong Jue, he found a new purpose in life.

He laughed at himself: "Now that I think about it, I am very grateful to him. Without his teaching, I would not understand herbal medicine. I would not be able to help you when you are not feeling well, nor would I know how to squeeze juice for you."

Probably sensing that Mr. Tiger was in a bad mood, Zong Sui changed the subject.

"Do you like mountain climbing?"

"I like it. I grew up in the mountains."

"I like it too. I used to be a member of the mountaineering department in college. I was bitten by a snake once. It was a small green snake. The poison was not serious, but I still took the serum and lay down for several days."

"Then call me next time you climb a mountain. I'm the best at catching snakes. That kind of small snake is easy to deal with, but it's not realgar. "

When it came to traditional Chinese medicine, Mr. Tiger began to eloquently. In the next 10 minutes, he explained the ingredients, efficacy and usage of realgar.

Zong Jue didn't speak all the time, and listened to him quietly. He didn't realize until he finished speaking, and asked, "Do you think this is super boring?"

"No, it's very interesting. I like to hear it. Let's continue talking about other Chinese medicine tomorrow."

"Yeah!"

After being praised, Mr. Tiger was very happy. The two said good night and hung up the phone. He immediately rolled two circles on the floor, almost returning to his original form with excitement.

In the past, no matter how well he did, his husband would not praise him. Later, when he went to the villa, and occasionally chatted about medicine scriptures, Abao and mother-in-law would also yawn.

Zong Jue was the first person to say that he spoke interestingly, how could he be unhappy.

So this is a bosom friend!

Even if Zong Jue doesn't know how to cook meat, he doesn't care. Of course, if he can cook better, that's icing on the cake.

Go to bed early and go to bed early, and take the cat to get vaccinated tomorrow morning. As for how to take it, um... think about it after you wake up.

After breakfast, Zong Jue came to Mr. Tiger's house.

In the past few days, Mr. Tiger almost stepped through the threshold of his house, but it was the first time he came to the other party's house.

For some reason, he was a little nervous. He rang the doorbell, and the door opened. Zong Jue pushed the door open, but there was no one inside.

Looking down again, there is a cat squatting under his feet, looking up at him.

"Little wild cat, where is your master?"

The kitten turned around and ran in, Zong Jue followed behind it.

Renting a house with one bedroom and one living room, the area is just right for singles, but it is quite messy.

Zong Jue watched Zong Kui tidy up the kitchen yesterday, and thought his house should be very tidy, but he didn't expect it to be so messy that he couldn't stand it.

It has been a few days since he moved in, and the furniture and supplies are still in the state of being packed and moved. Looking at the bedroom, there is no bed in it, and the bedding is directly spread on the floor, which is convenient for rolling around on the spot.

"This……"

Seeing that the clothes he wore two days ago were still left unwashed by the bed, Zong Jue was dumbfounded.

The kitten came over with a piece of paper in its mouth. Zong Jue took it out and took a look. It said - my master has something to do at the moment, please take me to vaccinate the handsome guy, and refuse to cut the balls.

The kitten is very good today, Zong Jue smiled and said, "Be good, I won't cut your balls."

"Meow."

"It's useless to be cute, because of you, I have to get vaccinated today."

There is no pet cage in the bedroom, but there is a big cardboard box. It seems that Zong Kui has used the waste of the express box. This person is really lazy in some places.

Zong Jue looked at the bedroom, couldn't take it anymore, picked up the messy clothes, and threw them all into the washing machine.

The landlady provided a washing machine. Fortunately, Zong Kui bought washing powder, so he washed everything on his own initiative.

By the way, he tidied up the room briefly, and called Zong Kui again, but no one answered the phone, so he left a message.

Said that the clothes were washed, because they were left by his father, he could not turn a blind eye to them, and let him see them next time, and all the clothes would be taken back.