Chapter 28 I'll Be Sorry If I Don't Eat
"MD! I'll beat you to death and make dog meat hotpot!"
Jiang Chengfeng kicked and cursed wildly. The big black dog had been hit twice before, and now it didn't even have the strength to get up, and could only howl miserably.
Soon, the big black dog stopped barking and lay motionless, as if it were a puddle of mud.
After making sure that the vicious dog was dead, Jiang Chengfeng slumped to the ground, gasping for breath.
"Damn it! You actually killed my Heizi!"
A delicate cry was heard suddenly, Jiang Chengfeng looked up subconsciously, but was greeted by a sudden blow.
Bang——
With a muffled thud, Jiang Chengfeng fell to the ground.
Then, the girl swung the stick and smashed it towards Jiang Chengfeng on the ground. Jiang Chengfeng wanted to get up and fight back, but he was exhausted and had no strength to fight back.
Helpless, Jiang Chengfeng had to grit his teeth and persevere, while curling up into a ball to protect the important parts of his body.
Fortunately, the girl had no experience , so she just beat him with a stick without hurting any vital parts.
Soon, the girl got tired and her strength weakened. The wooden stick hitting Jiang Chengfeng was just like tickling him.
After this "massage", Jiang Chengfeng felt tired, his head tilted, and he actually fell asleep.
When the girl saw that Jiang Chengfeng had fallen asleep, she got so angry that she kicked Jiang Chengfeng twice, but failed to wake him up.
"Hmph! Jiang Dazhu, just wait for me! I will come find you again!"
After saying that, the girl kicked Jiang Chengfeng again, then turned and left, not even paying attention to Heizi.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chengfeng had a dream. He dreamed that Ah Hui and he had a secret meeting. They were so affectionate to each other that they confided in each other and were full of love.
After waking up from the dream, Jiang Chengfeng looked up at the sky. The sun was setting, but it was not completely dark yet. Thinking of the big black dog he had killed before, he looked around and found that the body of the big black dog was still lying not far away from him.
What surprised Jiang Chengfeng was that he had such strong explosive power at that time that he could beat the big black dog half to death with one punch.
But while he was happy, he remembered a very serious matter - who let the dog bite people?
Jiang Chengfeng didn't see the girl's face at that time, but her voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.
Could it be Meng Jianglin?
The possibility is very high, but that girl is not from the Shen Mansion. Moreover, that girl is very skilled. If she had taken action, I would have died long ago, so it could not be her!
Could it be Luo Ahui?
This is even more impossible. This girl is still somewhat interested in me. It is impossible for her to let her dog bite me!
Could it be Mrs. Shen?
This is not right either. Mrs. Shen is dignified and calm. If she wants to cause trouble for herself, she can justifiably punish her according to family rules. There is no need to let the dog bite people!
Excluding these three women, Jiang Chengfeng only knew a few maids in the Shen Mansion and no longer recognized any other women.
Since he couldn't think of anything, Jiang Chengfeng simply stopped thinking about it. He stood up and stretched his muscles, then carried the dead dog back to the house, plucked its hair and washed it, preparing to make dog meat hotpot.
Fortunately, the house was fully equipped, not only with various seasonings, but also with kitchen utensils. Jiang Chengfeng even found a shabu-shabu hotpot in the kitchen.
Just as Jiang Chengfeng was happily stewing dog meat hotpot, Uncle Wen's hearty laughter came from outside the door.
"I haven't had dog meat hotpot for a long time! I wonder if I can have a good time today?"
Jiang Chengfeng stood up, smiled and invited Uncle Wen in, then moved a chair for Uncle Wen.
Uncle Wen was not polite. He sat down, fanned his nose, and said with a smile, "Whose dog did you steal?"
I didn't see you just now, and now you're out eating dog meat. I despise you! Jiang Chengfeng couldn't help but complain in his heart.
"There's dog meat, but the wine is gone! Not good!" Uncle Wen muttered softly, then stood up and said, "I'm going to the wine cellar to find some wine. Don't tell my wife, kid!"
Not long after, Uncle Wen, who had left in a hurry, ran in sweating profusely, holding a jar of Bamboo Leaf Green, and slammed the door, as if he was afraid of being caught.
Zhuyeqing is a light-fragrance liquor with a clean and elegant taste that is not intoxicating.
Jiang Chengfeng poured a cup for Uncle Wen and another for himself, and the two chatted while eating dog meat hotpot.
As they chatted, Jiang Chengfeng brought up the topic of raising dogs and asked with a smile, "Uncle Wen! Do you know who raises dogs in our Shen Mansion?"
"Of course I know! Erxiao..." Uncle Wen, who was chewing on a dog's leg, stopped talking immediately, turned his head to look at the black dog skin hanging in the yard, and asked in surprise: "Tell me the truth, kid, where did this dog come from? Why does it look familiar to me?"
Jiang Chengfeng shook his head and said, "I don't know where it came from. But this dog's name is very unclassy, Heizi! Alas..."
"What? Heizi?"
Uncle Wen suddenly jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on. "Um... Dazhu! I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home! I'll leave first! By the way, just pretend that I haven't been here today. Do you understand?"
After saying that, Uncle Wen ran away.
Jiang Chengfeng scratched his head. Why is Uncle Wen like those maids?
Without Uncle Wen, Jiang Chengfeng poured himself a drink. After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. He slept soundly.
The next morning, Jiang Chengfeng had just gotten up and opened the door to see Uncle Wen turning over the soil in the yard.
Seeing Jiang Chengfeng getting up, Uncle Wen walked out of the flower garden, glanced around, then came forward and whispered, "Dazhu! Are you...are you okay?"
Jiang Chengfeng was a little confused, but he still answered honestly: "I'm fine! I went to bed after eating hot pot last night! Uncle Wen, why didn't you finish eating before leaving yesterday? The dog meat tasted very good!"
Uncle Wen smiled awkwardly and said, "Dazhu! Dog meat is delicious, but you need a good pair of teeth to eat it! Let me tell you... that black guy is not simple!"
"Not simple? What's not simple?" Jiang Chengfeng didn't quite understand.
Uncle Wen laughed and changed the subject, saying that he wanted to teach Jiang Chengfeng some gardening skills. Sensing that something was wrong with Uncle Wen, Jiang Chengfeng deliberately asked Uncle Wen about Heizi and his owner, but Uncle Wen always changed the subject or said he didn't know.
By now, even a fool could see that Uncle Wen was very afraid of Heizi's owner!
Since Uncle Wen was unwilling to mention it, Jiang Chengfeng couldn't force him too much, so he had to patiently listen to Uncle Wen's gardening tips.
Uncle Wen has been in charge of the gardening work of the Shen Mansion for more than 20 years and has considerable experience. After a detailed discussion, Jiang Chengfeng also benefited a lot.
Jiang Chengfeng suddenly remembered the strange plant he saw outside South City and immediately asked Uncle Wen for advice.
