After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 425 What the hell is going on?
"Is it really that delicious?" Cheng You'an asked suspiciously and expectantly.

Qin Fenghua: "You will know if you try it yourself."

Cheng You'an looked down at the soup in his bowl, frowned and thought for a while, and finally chose to trust Qin Fenghua. He slowly picked up the wooden spoon, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth nervously.

Then he spit it all out in one gulp.

"Whoa, what the hell is this?! Cough," Cheng You'an glared at Qin Fenghua angrily, and asked, "You lied to me!"

Qin Fenghua ate well by himself. Facing the sudden accusation, he felt bewildered: "What did I lie to you for? I really think this soup is delicious."

After finishing speaking, in order to prove that she did not lie to Cheng You'an, she took another spoonful of soup and put it into her mouth. After drinking it, she nodded affirmatively and said, "It's really delicious."

Cheng You'an looked at Qin Fenghua with the eyes of a monster: "This stuff is like snot, how could it be delicious! Qin Fenghua, has your sense of taste gone!"

"Your sense of taste is bad. If I don't drink, I'll go back upstairs to sleep. Don't spoil my appetite here." Qin Fenghua said.

Cheng You'an didn't believe that he was the only one who thought the soup was bad, so he turned to Qin Zuo and asked for his opinion: "Qin Zuo, tell me, is this soup bad?"

Qin Zuo: "No, I think it's quite delicious."

Cheng You'an didn't believe in evil, he grabbed a guard at the next table, and said fiercely: "Tell me, is this soup bad?"

"No, Mr. Cheng, I think this soup is delicious. It's delicious."

Cheng You'an let go of his hand, grabbed another one, and stared at him fiercely, as if extorting a confession by torture: "What do you think?"

"It's... delicious." The guard said the truth timidly.

Cheng You'an collapsed: "Do you people in Zhenbei Hou Mansion have a sense of taste? How can this disgusting thing like snot be delicious, and it's delicious!"

There was a loud bang suddenly.

Qin Fenghua looked at Cheng You'an expressionlessly and said: "Cheng You'an! Don't make trouble anymore, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Of course Cheng You'an remembered his agreement with Qin Fenghua, but he still felt aggrieved because this cactus soup was really bad...

His lips were wriggling and he wanted to say something more, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted roughly by Qin Fenghua: "Shut up now and go to sleep."

Cheng You'an: "But..."

"Okay, okay," at this time, Chiyou who had been standing across from Cheng You'an suddenly said, "Okay, if he thinks it's not delicious, it's not delicious, why don't we just have a bowl of soup, don't bother me It's like eating dynamite."

Qin Fenghua smiled apologetically at Chiyou: "Chiyou is really sorry, he is not sensible, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Chiyou shook his head, looked at Cheng You'an and said, "If it was normal, I would have thrown you out a long time ago, but I am in a good mood today, so I don't care about you. Now, if you feel bad, please leave the table Bar."

If one person thinks it's delicious, Cheng You'an thinks it's that person's problem, but two or three, even everyone except him thinks it's delicious, so Cheng You'an starts to think, is it his taste problem? , or everyone except him has a problem with their sense of taste again.

Cheng You'an looked down at the soup in front of him, and decided to try it one last time, so he scooped up another spoonful and put it in his mouth, and then, in the next second, he successfully spat it out, and he was sure Two things, this thing is really not for human consumption, and the taste of everyone in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion is absolutely spoiled!

At this point, as the only one who didn't fit in, Cheng You'an could only leave the table angrily, went upstairs alone angrily, and went to bed early.

After Cheng You'an left, the lobby finally returned to normal, and everyone began to enjoy the food with relish.

Liveliness belongs to everyone, but loneliness belongs to Cheng You'an alone.

In the small room upstairs on the second floor, Cheng Youan curled up alone, covered his head and wrapped himself in the quilt, listening to the laughter downstairs alone.

This has never happened to Cheng You'an. In his 17-year-old life, Mr. Cheng, he had friends and companions, countless friends, and he was surrounded by all kinds of people all the time. No matter when and where, he was always lively Yes, in other words, the bustle has never been far away from him, and loneliness has never been close to him, but today, he has truly tasted what loneliness is.

Cheng You'an touched his heart, thinking: "So this is loneliness. This taste is really bad. Your cactus soup doesn't even taste good."

He really wanted to go down and pretend to be gregarious, saying that he also thought cactus soup was delicious, but he couldn't...

He despises the gregariousness obtained with lies.

Sad thoughts ran wild in his mind, and after an unknown amount of time, Cheng You'an fell asleep lightly with loneliness. Before his consciousness dissipated, there seemed to be noises from downstairs in his ears.

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The first ray of sunshine in the morning pierces the long lonely night and suddenly appears on the horizon.

A new day in the Talaki Desert is here again.

As if feeling the white light, Cheng You'an's eyes moved slightly and narrowed a slit. After his eyes got used to the sunlight, Cheng You'an slowly opened them.

The entrance is still the cramped room.

The next moment, the unhappiness of last night rushed into Cheng You'an's heart. He sighed lowly, sat up, patted his face, and told himself that it was a new day and he should cheer up.

After some psychological construction, Cheng You'an got out of bed, and when he was about to open the door of the room, his hand that touched the door frame turned a corner, came to his face, and pinched himself from left to right. Come smiley.

He cheered himself up: "Cheng You'an, forget yesterday, today is a new day, it's a new day, Qin Fenghua must have calmed down, if she hasn't calmed down, at worst, apologize to her, it's okay, don't be nervous..."

He stood in front of the door, babbling for another stick of incense, his cheeks stiffened from laughing, and then he put his hand on the door frame again, took a deep breath, and opened the door with a swipe...

"Huh? Is there no one?" Cheng You'an stood inside the door and looked out, wondering, "I got up too early? They haven't woken up yet?"

At this time, the inn was so quiet that there was no one in the corridor. Cheng You'an stood in front of the door and looked left and right. In his eyes, there was only the mist that had not dissipated in the early morning.

Cheng You'an raised his head and glanced at the courtyard. It was already bright and it was getting late.

"what happened?"

(End of this chapter)