C5 You Watch Me Xiuwen

CHAPTER V YOU OBSERVE ME

Chapter V

Since he didn't dare to offend him, when Faang Zheng glared at him, Hsu Haodong couldn't help but want to pinch his butt tightly, so he kicked him down from the mountain.

He seemed quite a quiet person, how did he have such good kung fu?

Although they lived in a small town and knew each other, they had never met and were not on the same street.

Faang Zheng grew up looking at poetry from a young age, Hsu Haodong grew up under a broom broom.

Hsu Haodong stared at Faang Zheng without blinking. Since he couldn't squat down, he sat down and held his chin as he watched. Wu Tie's face was also pretty good, and his eyes returned to normal, as if he had not woken up from a dream. His eyes were also unfocused. Silently, it seemed to merge with the scenery, turning it into a tree and a blade of grass.

Sitting beside him like this, they even felt that they were thousands of miles apart.

What should he say? It was as if he was looking at a painting. This person in the mountain was a landscape painting. While you were outside the painting, looking at it and appreciating it, you were separated by the canvas.

Hsu Haodong didn't feel that this was a distance. Instead, he rested his chin on his hands and wished he could see Faang Zheng in his heart.

Look at my wife, so quiet that even her breathing is very light, no wonder she could draw such a beautiful picture, he can integrate himself into it.

Faang Zheng could not take it anymore. Hsu Haodong was very annoyed, really very annoyed. If he didn't say anything, his breathing would be annoyed and his eyes would be very annoyed as well! Occasionally, she would spot him from the corner of her eyes, causing her to feel even more frustrated.

I've offended you, can't you scram? What are you looking at me for! Are you annoyed!

Faang Zheng shifted his butt and turned around, wanting to treat him as if he didn't exist. Hsu Haodong also quickly turned around and chased after Faang Zheng's face.

You move, I move, you don't look at me, I look at you.

Wu steel held his chin in his hand and looked at the mountain while Hsu Haodong held his chin and looked at him.

Going home, it was so annoying!

Faang Zheng stood up and patted his pants.

"Down the mountain?"

"Right."

Faang Zheng dusted off the grass on his pants and walked away.

"Are you hungry? Go down the mountain and eat your meal. I see that you go to the breakfast stand every day to eat fried cakes."

Hsu Haodong followed closely behind.

"You don't get bored just from eating it. You eat it every day for 365 days, don't you want to change the taste?"

Faang Zheng was a bit depressed. How did he know he ate fried cakes every day?

"How do you know?"

"I saw it."

Hsu Haodong pointed at the road on the mountain.

"You go up every morning at five o'clock, sometimes only a few minutes late, rain or shine, rain or snow. "It's up to you how long you stay on the mountain. Go down the mountain and eat sister-in-law Snow Lotus's breakfast. Every time you order some fried cakes, I get tired of watching you eat them."

Faang Zheng looked at Hsu Haodong weirdly and found it hard to believe.

He had seen his every move over the years?

"You like the restaurant on the west side of town. You like to sit in the teahouse to the east of town. You like to go fishing. If others were to sit there, it would be a chat. If you were to sit there, you might be looking, but what about it? "

Hsu Haodong rubbed his chin and pondered over his words.

"It's like watching TV, you're looking at the people coming and going, these people have nothing to do with you, you're just watching."

His eyes were calm without any ripples. He was looking at the painting, not merging with it. He was looking at the painting on the television without even thinking. He was just looking at it calmly.

Don't look at how they did the same thing on the same street. Faang Zheng didn't seem to belong here, just like a ghost? No, that's not right. He was an outsider. He was just watching from the sidelines. He was looking at everything from an outsider's point of view. His life was very light, and he had a faint look on his face. He was shrouded in glass, and the people of a small town treated him like a stranger. In his eyes, the people of a small town were just passersby. Perhaps in his eyes, all sorts of people were inferior to the flowers and plants on the mountain.

That was why he was able to fall for that mortal blind date yesterday and was greatly taken aback. The otherworldly Rogue Immortal also submitted to the oppression of his parents and began to date.

"You're watching me."

"Yeah." I've been watching you for years. "

Probably from the moment he came up the mountain, he had started observing.

After Faang Zheng finished reading the book, he returned to his Tengyun Town and started to climb the mountain. It had probably been seven or eight years.

Faang Zheng's eyes were wide open. He really did not expect that someone would observe him like this. Every year, it would never stop. What he didn't expect was that Hsu Haodong, a Level 3 reckless bastard, would say something like that.

She hated him so much, hated him so much, and even peeked at him a few times today.

"Why are you observing me?"

"I want to see if you're a human or not. I always thought that you were Xian'er."

Faang Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

You're not human! You're a bastard, you're a bastard!

Talking to someone like that was a waste of time.

At first, he thought that Zhang Xuan was different from the others, but later, he refreshed the lower limit of his skills. What the hell.

"Do you know that I observe you everyday? Do you like me?" Are you interested? "

Faang Zheng decided not to talk to him anymore.

Hsu Haodong was at the front and had a slope that was a bit difficult to walk on. He turned around and tried to support Faang Zheng, but Faang Zheng's arm was casually placed down without even looking at it.

After going down the mountain and entering the town, Sister Snow Lotus's breakfast stall had all kinds of breakfast. When Faang Zheng sat on the seat, Hsu Haodong took apart his disposable chopsticks, ground them back and forth, and then put the burrs in front of Faang Zheng.

"Don't eat the Oil Pancake. The most delicious dish that Sister Xueluo has is the little bun. Give me another bowl of noodles, the Oil Pancake is too oily."

Faang Zheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw that the little bun was being eaten all around him and there was a strong fragrance coming from it.

"Faang Zheng is here for dinner. It's still the same old look, right? Here!"

Sister Snow Lotus straightforwardly took a biscuit and put it in front of Faang Zheng.

Faang Zheng raised his eyes to look at Sister Snow Lotus. Forget it, I've already put her in front of me, I'm not going to change it.

He didn't like to eat anymore, so he didn't say anything.

Hsu Haodong could see it clearly from the side. Faang Zheng was already curious about Bai Fatty's little meat bun, but Sister Xue Lian thought he was still giving him the sesame seed cake. Since Faang Zheng couldn't be bothered to argue, he went along with it.

They probably all misunderstood Faang Zheng because he didn't want to cause trouble for others. But Sister Snow Lotus thinks Faang Zheng likes to eat?

Hsu Haodong quickly brought the little bun a bowl of noodles and pushed it towards Faang Zheng.

"If you don't like it, why didn't you say so? I always thought you wanted to eat pancakes. "

"Trouble."

"She is in the business world and is afraid of trouble. Tell her to change it. "

"I'm too lazy to say."

Faang Zheng picked up a meat bun leisurely and took a bite. It was so much better than the pie.

"I'll just give you an extra tongue. I can't even be bothered to say those words to you. "

Hsu Haodong really didn't know. Since Faang Zheng could be so indifferent, his mouth was as if it had turned on, and he didn't even dare to open his mouth.

Why is he so lazy to speak? If it's not just two words, he should be changing it for a mute.

Faang Zheng glanced at him, Hsu Haodong quickly grabbed the cake to eat.

"Alright, alright, alright. I won't talk about you anymore. You artists all have such personalities, I understand. "

Artists all have very unique personalities. They have a beard, hair, and a face that doesn't care for the world. Saying an extra word is vulgar!

Compared to those artists with long beards and braids, Faang Zheng was even more handsome.

After wolfing down the omelette, he realized that Faang Zheng had eaten three cages of small meat buns, one cage for five, and had eaten fifteen? Eh?

"Why aren't you eating your butt!"

If not for the small hole in the big bowl of bun skin, he would have thought it was complete.

Faang Zheng was very skillful. He used his chopsticks to pick apart the skin of the bun, squeezed the bun, and then left it there. He ate the bun, then put the bun aside.

Faang Zheng ate two more meat buns.

"I want meat."

"Didn't my mom give you a piece of cured meat yesterday?"

"I don't know how to do it."

"Do it your mother!"

"Playing cards."

"Then eat, what do you usually eat!"

Faang Zheng pointed at the restaurant in front of them. He sighed regretfully.

"The family's braised pork chef has resigned."

Therefore, Faang Zheng really wanted to eat meat. However, after the restaurant's chef resigned, he was unable to cook such delicious meat. It was like eating meat. Any kind of meat was fine. It was fine if it was fried meat. As long as it was meat, he wanted to eat it.

Hsu Haodong was dumbstruck. Faang Zheng even started to swallow his saliva when he mentioned the meat.

"I'll make it for you today!"

"No need."

Hsu Haodong quickly ordered a few more small meat buns. He ate the buns and gave the stuffing to Faang Zheng.

"I know how to cook. We're all wearing the clothes of our ancestors, and our family only has men who cook. If you come to eat with us today, you'll definitely be full."

Faang Zheng shook his head and didn't go. He buried his head in his food, ate twenty dumplings and drank the soup.

"I'm full."

He stood up to pay the bill.

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

Hsu Haodong ate up all the skin in a few bites, then grumbled as he chased after Ye Zichen.

"Seriously, come to my house for lunch at noon."

Faang Zheng waved his hand and went home. Xu Haodong chased him all the way to the main entrance.

"Wifey, I'm going to go buy groceries. Come to my house for lunch." "Don't be embarrassed, why can't I come to your old lady's house to eat?!"

Faang Zheng shut the door behind him with a bang. Hsu Haodong was afraid that he wouldn't hear him stress another sentence.

"Red Braised Meat, Stir-Fried Meat with Garlic Seedlings!"

Faang Zheng's footsteps paused, it didn't seem like he was going to give in. He didn't want to eat it, so he didn't want to go!

Hsu Haodong did not continue to pester him and rushed straight to the market.

How easy it was for a wife to want stew. If he could cook, he wouldn't have to cook too.

His family was a matriarchal society, and women were the entire day. From his father to his elder brother, they were all good at cooking. Don't underestimate Hsu Haodong, who was only level 3. He just didn't do any work.

Faang Zheng went back to his room, which was the only small building in the town. The mayor's house was definitely not like the common folk. It was a bit luxurious, as he owned more than half of the rooms upstairs. Outside of the bedroom, there was either a study or a painting studio.

The floor was littered with large, half-finished panels, various paints, easels, paintbrushes, sketchbooks, pencils, colored pencils. It looked messy, but so did the painter's room.

Faang Zheng tied up his hair with a rubber band, rolled up his sleeves and took the phone. He leaned back on the chair and started playing with it.

After Faang Zheng found a message, he turned on the computer and typed out the message. Then he took out a thick notebook and posted the message onto it.

After sticking to the book, he threw it away. Faang Zheng leaned back, put his leg on the table and closed his eyes.