The lonely foodie

Once the Spring Festival is over, the breath of spring is approaching, the willows on the edge of Minghu Lake are green, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom overnight, and the cherry blossoms are all over the ground.

The business of Yijia Hot Pot is booming day by day, and it is no different from Heping Hot Pot.At this time, Yifei knew that the person behind Heping Hot Pot was Ivan, but nothing was done, so she could only vent her anger on Yi Zhongbin. He sent him to the mountains and guarded the grass and fruits there every day.

As the weather warms up, the annual international marathon is gradually approaching.

Because the soul of Heping Hot Pot, Qu Mobai, and the director of the neighborhood committee, Auntie Du, have a deadly square dance friendship, they agreed immediately that all the staff of the hot pot restaurant will unconditionally support the community work.

Old man Fang and Yu Guili signed up for the parent-child run.

Lao Qi and Ivan signed up for the 20km amateur run.

Mo Bai is even more powerful, as a special guest of the neighborhood committee, he reported to run at will! ! !

It is the kind of random running that runs when you want to run, walks when you can’t run, and sits on the side of the road waiting for a car to pick you up if you can’t walk.

When going out in the morning, old man Fang and Yu Guili had a quarrel, because the clothes for parent-child running are really outrageous, the colorful design is fine, and there are patterns of a big-headed son and a small-headed father printed on it, who are you trying to be naive? .

The old man Fang is about 1.8 meters tall, and he usually wears clothes very carefully, but now he wears a big red T-shirt with a small head dad on his upper body, and a pair of grass green sports shorts on his lower body.

Ivan just glanced at it, then laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up while supporting the osmanthus tree in the yard, "Red and green are so ugly!"

This face was hard to defend against.

Yu Guili became even more depressed, "The key point is that I don't have a big head, and I'm not a son either."

Mobai is still a white loose cotton T-shirt and beige sweatpants, but the feet are replaced with a pair of Asics running shoes bought by Ivan.

Tall and thin, he leaned against the courtyard gate, holding a half willow branch in his mouth, staring at the monsters and monsters in the room.

"Why can you look so good in clothes?" Old man Fang looked at Mo Bai and felt that he couldn't live anymore.

Ivan was wearing a professional track suit, with a smoky gray turban on his head, full of youth, and ran over to wrap his arms around Mo Bai's shoulders, "My brother is free to run, so he can wear whatever he wants."

Mo Bai was so hung up by him that his back bent, "If you're really not tall enough, don't force it. I won't say anything about you even if you hug your waist."

Ivan: Does your conscience ache?I was just talking to you.

Old man Fang drove them to the starting point in a Land Rover, and then went to find a place to park by himself.

After getting off the car, everyone squatted on the side of the road and laughed for a long time before helping each other to stand up.

The old man Fang wore a red and green little-headed father costume and drove the Land Rover with his bare head and a serious face... I was really inexplicably happy, but... I didn't dare to laugh, and I was crazy all the way.

After finding her own community square team and lining up, Aunt Du shouted over there with a loudspeaker, "All the athletes present should warm up first, do some stretching, drink some water, and those who need to go to the bathroom should hurry up."

Mo Bai was a random runner, so he warmed up even more casually. He leaned against a tree trunk and continued to chew half of his willow branches.

Auntie Du jumped out of nowhere and winked at Mobai, "Hey, look over there, a few students sent for trial by the sports school failed the urine test, saying they were found to have taken contraband, and they were just picked up by the car. "

Looking up, several students in track suits, accompanied by staff, got into a police car parked on the side of the road.

Mobai is an antique, he can figure out what is going on in the marathon, it is good, he can barely guess the meaning of the illegal/prohibited/product, but he really does not understand the urine test.

When he couldn't continue the conversation, he would smile, that warm smile that was like a spring breeze hung on his lips, and stared at the other party seriously, even if he didn't speak, it made people feel comfortable, so I really wanted to talk to him for a while.

So Aunt Du went on to say, "According to those students, I ate a hot pot meal at Yijia Hot Pot last night and didn't eat anything else. The marathon organizing committee has already called the police..."

The smile on Mo Bai's lips gradually disappeared, and this time he understood, the shopkeeper of Yi's hot pot started to play tricks again.

Yifei really made a big death this time, and it was reported on the local news the next day:

——A large number of poppy/poppy shells were detected in the bottom material of Yijia chain hot pot, which has constituted the crime of selling poisonous and harmful food. The relevant person in charge of Yijia has been detained. The truth of the incident is under investigation. Our reporter will continue to report.

Overnight, all the hot pot restaurants in Yi's family were sealed. Yi Wangang had worked hard all his life, and was completely defeated by Yi Fei. Even Yi Fei himself is now in jail, which is heaven's fault.

Ivan didn't expect that after the meeting to buy the copper pot, he would meet Yifei in the detention center.

Yifei raised his hand to sign the guardian's authorization letter from Nanshan Hospital, and handed it out through the visiting window. Ivan reached out to pick it up, but Yifei held on.

Ivan used some strength, and the power of attorney slipped across Yifei's fingertips, and finally fell into Ivan's hands.

"Wait a minute." Yifei stopped Ivan who was about to leave, and asked in a hoarse voice, "When is the shop going to be auctioned?"

Ivan turned around and stood one meter away from him. His clear voice was a little dull when he came in through the viewing window, "The 25th of next month."

"You should know the procedure." Ivan said, "The shop whose property right belongs to Yijia Hot Pot will be auctioned off, and the landlord who does not belong to it will naturally take back the shop."

Yi Fei's nails slid across the table, and after a long creak, they stopped abruptly. The sound made Ivan feel very uncomfortable.

"You won't succeed." Yi Fei said suddenly, "I'd rather Yijia Hot Pot go bankrupt than let it fall into your hands."

Ivan was amused by the anger, walked back again, and sat with Yifei across a glass.

"Brother." Ivan raised his head and smiled at him, "You still don't understand your current situation? You will go to jail for selling poisonous and harmful food. What are you going to do to restrict me? I will definitely take back the Yijia hotpot. No one can be missing."

"Prison?" Yifei repeated Ivan's words. He knew the result, but now that Ivan said it, he felt hatred overflowing from his chest, and he spoke again with deep hatred. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Of course what I'm selling is not a good thing, but you gave it to me, so you can't escape the law."

When Ivan heard this, his pupils dilated instantly, and he looked at Yifei in shock, "What did you say?"

Seeing Ivan like this, Yifei was satisfied, sneered, stood up, nodded to the guard next to him, and walked out of the reception room.

On the second day after Yi Fei confessed, all the shops of Heping Hot Pot were sealed.

When the police asked Yifei about the source of the poisonous substance, he said, "It was provided by my brother Ivan".And also mentioned an open space in Phoenix Mountain, which is Ivan's planting base.

The shop was sealed off, and the group of Heping Hot Pot suddenly got idle. Old man Fang took Yu Guili out for a drive, and when he came back, he announced that he was going to camp at the beach, and the tents were all bought.

Mo Bai was stewing small fish for 6 cats to eat. Seeing Erha Dajian squatting aside stupidly, he remembered the miserable life of a dog and 6 cats living in harmony. He couldn't bear it, and took a piece of pig from the refrigerator. Stew on the stick bone.

"You guys are going crazy." Ivan yelled, stomping his feet in the yard, "The hot pot restaurants are closed. I don't know what happened. You guys are still in the mood to go camping?"

Old man Fang raised his eyes, "What does it have to do with me?"

Ivan choked in his throat, didn't catch his breath for a long time, and turned his head to stare at Yu Guili.

"And me too..." Yu Guili stopped short, she did have something to do with her, "but I can't help much." She said.

"Brother." Ivan yelled towards the kitchen, "Old Man Fang and Yu Guili are going to the beach for vacation."

Mo Bai quickly came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of small fish and was picking the fish, "Bring me one!"

Ivan: I am not the boss!

It takes about 5 hours to drive to the beach. Ivan has a bad face and is unwilling to be the driver.

The scenery on both sides of the road is constantly changing, and the smog in the city dissipates, replaced by the distant blue sky and cool wind.

When Lao Qi heard the news, they had already arrived at the seaside, and the three adults were instructing Ivan to set up a tent, and Lao Qi couldn't catch up even with a rocket.

He stuffed a scallion pancake into his mouth viciously, and seeing the grease on the table, he was so angry that he yelled at the fat sister, "Sister, can't you pay attention to hygiene? Look at the grease on this table, what's the matter? Are you going to take it back?" Use it again?"

Fat Sister looked away from the phone screen, took a greasy rag, and wiped the table in front of him randomly twice.

The tents were set up, there were three in total, and all of them were set up by Ivan alone.

Look at the few people over there.

Yu Guili was wearing a bathing suit, posing ostentatiously, and old man Fang was carrying a big cannon to take pictures of her. He didn't know how the finished product would be, but his posture was pretty good anyway, so he thought some celebrity was taking a photo.

Mobai was lying on the beach, commanding two brats who came from nowhere to bury him in the sand. When Ivan found him, someone had only one head left outside, and almost let Ivan kick it as a ball. up.

Ivan was really terrified, kicking him up would be more terrifying than the closure of the Heping Hot Pot Restaurant.

At sunset, they found a seafood restaurant near the sea for dinner.

The restaurant's signature dish is called "Seafood Big Cafe", which is actually a hodgepodge of various seafood, such as crabs, abalones, prawns, pippi shrimps, scallops, oysters and other seafood neatly piled into a pot.

The bottom of the pot is a spicy soup, and the side dishes include bean curd, bean sprouts, and shredded kelp.

When eating, pour the spicy soup on the plump seafood ingredients, it is so fresh and spicy, old man Fang is sweating after eating, his bald head reflects the lights in the house, making him look more like a marinated egg.

Seeing them like this, the boss asked the waiter to bring the dishes to the terrace. The sea breeze was blowing outside, which was much cooler than inside.

After the sun sank to the sea level, the sea became deeper, the starlight sprinkled in the satin-like sky, the sky and the earth were silent, and only the roar of the waves crashing on the reef was left in the ears.

When walking back, everyone took off their shoes and stepped on the soft sand with bare feet.

Yu Guili's phone rang, and she turned on the screen in the night, it was a WeChat message from Dangming.

The police went to the mountains today and were very angry.

Yu Guili laughed, and handed the phone to Mo Bai. Mo Bai glanced at it, and laughed too, "The flowers that poppies bloom most resemble poppies."

At night, Mo Bai sat alone by the sea for a long time, the salty sea breeze, the sky full of stars, the deep sea...everything made him feel fresh and familiar.

What is familiar is this feeling of security no matter where you go.

There is no war, no hunger, and even the deep sea is so gentle and peaceful.