Xie Fu walked out of Cai Gen's store, took his son and flew away.

But after turning around, he returned to Cai Gen's store and hid in the dark, for nothing else, he was unwilling.

Outside the store, staring at Cai Gen who was hiding in the bar in the store, Xie was about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood in his heart, he was an ordinary person, yes.

I have been with Cai Gen for 18 years, and when I first selected people for the eight characters of my birthday, my ancestors checked all eight generations, and there was nothing special.

Every time I step on this kid's fortune to practice benevolence, it's normal, why did I come to the reclamation festival in the end?

Yes, he is not an ordinary person now, it wasn't that he gave him yin and yang eyes, in order to scare him to death, as a result, as a result, even he suffered a big loss today.

Look at the wound on his shoulder, it is no longer bleeding, it has turned black, there is no more than a hundred years of kung fu, if you want to eat with your right hand, it is impossible.

Look at Xiao Qi in his hand again, his head has been smashed into squares, the seven orifices are bleeding, and his body has faded a lot, and there is a tendency for his soul to fly away.

If it weren't for his quick reaction, he broke his arm and fled, and he would have to explain it twice.

No, I've been mixed up below for so many years, and I haven't suffered such a big loss, I have to ask for an explanation, and if you beat the public servants like this, is there still a royal law? Is there still justice?

Let Xie Buxing go into the house to find Cai Gen, he definitely won't dare, although the primitive person is gone, who knows when he will come out?

Standing in the shadow outside Cai Gen's shop, Xie was uneasy, his eyes were cloudy, and he began to think of countermeasures.

Xiao Qi next to him, while wiping the blood on his face, silently wept, sighing his tragic fate, when will it end.

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At around 6 o'clock in the morning, Cai Gen still came out of the bar.

When the time comes, if you don't cook anymore, it's too late.

When I came to the back kitchen, I stared at the refrigerator for a long time, and there were not many ingredients, so I must have thought about purchasing them today.

A bowl of noodles, two eggs, a handful of chopped green onions, put water to adjust to a liquid state, then drop two drops of sesame oil, heat the pan, put oil, and then pour the dough liquid into the pot with a big spoon, and the palm-sized egg cake appears.

A cake only needs to be turned once, and it can be cooked, which is very simple and fast.

This is considered the simplest pasta, eat rice porridge every day, and the son and wife will revolt.

6 cakes, 15 minutes to make, each one is golden and attractive, full of green onions.

Take out two frozen chicken thighs, put them in the microwave on high heat for 2 minutes to thaw, and boil a pot of boiling water.

Cai Gen didn't turn on the TV today, and his heart was very confused, just staring at the chicken legs that kept spinning in the microwave.

The ice melted, the epidermis dried up a little, and the blood inside also flowed out, a bit like the arm of Lord Xie yesterday.

Thinking of this, Cai Gen shook his head unconsciously, strangled this idea in the cradle, and didn't slip away.

Take out the chicken thighs, chop them into small pieces with a bone crushing knife, put in hot water, blanch them, remove impurities, and after re-removing them, put oil in a hot pan, green onions, ginger and garlic, chicken thighs, soy sauce, half a can of beer, and then just wait for the soup to be absorbed by the chicken thighs, and it's fine.

After Cai Gen finished a series of tasks skillfully, he went to the bathroom to wash his face and began to clean daily.

In this small city, because it is a mining area, it is still the heating season, and the towering chimneys can be seen everywhere, and they are trying their best to excrete their dissatisfaction with the work, and then the whole city is shrouded in the dissatisfaction of the chimneys, and the dust is very large, even if every family is well sealed for warmth, the dust is still very large.

Although there are no customers, Cai Gen still tries his best to wipe the table and mop the floor every morning, so that a clean and hygienic small shop is always ready and the guests are happy at any time.

When I was wiping the table at the bar, I saw the two black dots again, Cai Gen didn't hesitate, and swept over directly, don't want to highlight your specialness, compared to those strange things, what are the two dots?

When wiping the dining table, Cai Gen is a little cautious, every time he moves the stool in front of the dining table, every time he wipes the table, he stares at it for 2 seconds first, and then takes action, the psychological hint is really powerful, wait for 2 seconds, let those guests who can't see it, let it go, save offense.

When mopping the floor, Cai Gen worked very hard, although those blood stains have disappeared, but after all, there have been blood stains, even in Cai Gen's memory, he still keeps reminding him that where there is a blood stain, where there is a blood mark.

The last job, incense to the God of Wealth, there have been a lot of things in the past two days, Cai Gen still has great hopes for a God of Literature and Wealth in front of him, a God of Martial Wealth, I hope they can take the time to take care of it, it is not so important to make a fortune or not, just ask for protection, people are safe, this requirement is not too much.

Lit 9 incense sticks at one time, worshiped reverently, and then inserted it into the incense burner, the incense burned quickly, and there was already a long section of incense ash when Cai Gen worshipped.

When Cai Gen inserted the incense burner, a very long, hot incense ash, with Cai Gen's movements, fell on the back of his hand, a red burn, followed by a long blister, very painful, but Cai Gen still inserted the incense.

What does this mean? Incense for you, and burn me, are you dissatisfied with me? Or is it hinting at me something?

Cai Gen touched the blisters on the back of his hand, speculating on divine grace.

A smell of stewed chicken thighs came from the kitchen, Cai Gen stopped speculating and ran to the kitchen, if the paste pot would be over.

Fortunately, the soup of the chicken thighs was completely absorbed, and the white chicken completely turned brown, which was very appetizing, so hurry up and put it on the plate.

After brushing the pot, boil the water again, and prepare to make a seaweed egg drop soup, which is considered to be the completion of today's breakfast.

When the water boiled, Cai Gen unlocked the glass door of the store, walked out of the store, lit a cigarette, took a sharp puff, and spit it out.

Ha gas and smoke are mixed, Cai Gen's mouth is like a dry ice making machine, which is very conspicuous in the light of the early morning, and Cai Gen's head is more like a pot of boiling water.

In the morning, the air was good, the sky was bright, the lights in front of the store were no longer so obvious, the endless darkness receded, and everything in the distance was unveiled black.

Bare trees, cars in rows of parking spaces, strangely shaped community sculptures.

In the low light, it is so ordinary, so normal.

Why is it so scary at night? Because you can't see it?

It's also a little strange today, why don't you go to work, and people who go to school pass by in front of the store?

Only a few scattered old people, carrying the vegetables they bought back from the morning market, passed by Cai Gen.

Back in the house, look at the quartz clock, the difference is 5 minutes and 7 o'clock, shouldn't it, they don't go to work or school?

Take out your phone and take a look,, today Saturday.

Cai Gen hurriedly went to the kitchen and turned off the pot of boiling water.

Mistakes, big mistakes!

My wife and son are off today and don't come to breakfast.

Are you frightened and confused?

This day, it's too bad.

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Read the easy light window, the dew of the dansha pine room; Talking about the meridian case, Baoxin Xuan Zhushita's wind. Quoted from "Caigen Tan"