I won 90 million, all I want to do is lie down and relax!

Instead of going straight home, Lu Zhaoyang went directly to buy a refrigerator.

He brought too much food from home and couldn't finish it all in a short time. Without a refrigerator, it would spoil.

Besides, it's going to get hot soon, so we'll need a refrigerator no matter what.

Two hours later, the refrigerator was delivered to our door.

The deliverymen were a man and a woman. Judging from their age, Lu Zhaoyang thought they were about the same age as his parents, so they were probably a couple.

The refrigerator is a single-door model and not very big.

The refrigerator will definitely need to be big after the kitchen renovation, so we'll just make do with this one for now.

It won't be a waste to put it in any room later.

The man carried the refrigerator on his shoulder, while the woman followed beside him, holding it with her hands.

Lu Zhaoyang temporarily used the outbuilding as a kitchen, and everything there was completely removed, except for the stove.

He decided to buy some pots and pans in the next couple of days, since eating out all the time isn't a good idea.

After eating takeout and fast food for five years, I'm really tired of eating out.

After the refrigerator was placed in place and plugged in, it was confirmed to be operating normally.

"Thank you, this is really kind of you!"

Lu Zhaoyang returned with a bag of water and picked out a bottle of black tea and a bottle of green tea, handing them to the two of them.

"No, no!"

The two of them waved their hands in unison.

"Don't mention it, it's just a bottle of water, it's nothing."

Lu Zhaoyang insisted on handing it to the two of them.

"Thank you so much."

A simple, honest smile appeared on the man's face.

Lu Zhaoyang naturally thought of his father.

This couple is most likely from a rural area.

They either bought a house in the county town or worked together to deliver goods for others.

While it's called a collaborative effort, this kind of combination is basically all about the men doing the work.

This is his yard, and it even has a small refrigerator, so it's considered easy to give away.

Going up the stairs requires you to carry it up.

That's what you call hard work.

After seeing the two off, Lu Zhaoyang turned back to the kitchen and put the steamed buns and mantou he had brought from home into the refrigerator.

He alone has enough to eat for a while.

I deliberately saved a few; two for dinner, and the rest for tomorrow.

It hadn't been long, and the buns were still warm.

Lu Zhaoyang picked up the steamed bun, went to the courtyard, sat down, and took a bite.

"Hmm~"

Lu Zhaoyang took a bite, and it smelled so good he almost bit his tongue.

The bun skin was still soft and slightly warm.

It lacks the unique wheat aroma of freshly cooked wheat, but you don't have to worry about getting so hot that you scratch your head and ears like when it's fresh out of the pan.

Take a big bite.

It was so much fun!

Lu Zhaoyang couldn't help but close his eyes, the aroma of meat filling his mouth rushing straight to his head.

My mom's minced meat is perfectly balanced between lean and fatty meat, oily but not greasy, with the freshness of scallions mixed in, making it savory and flavorful.

It's not fancy, just the simplest home-style flavor, down-to-earth and heartwarming.

Lu Zhaoyang quickly finished the two steamed buns and let out a satisfied burp.

I've been eating out so much that I've almost forgotten what home-cooked meals taste like.

In the evening, with nothing to do, Lu Zhaoyang decided to go out for a stroll.

He hadn't explored these alleys at night yet.

Lu Zhaoyang stepped out of his house and found that it still had a very homey atmosphere.

Every now and then you'll run into groups of three or five neighbors sitting on stools at their doorsteps chatting.

Some old men were playing chess or cards under the streetlights.

Lu Zhaoyang walked around, stopping frequently to observe whenever he felt like it.

Before I knew it, I had walked onto the street, and a delicious aroma wafted from a small restaurant nearby.

Lu Zhaoyang ate dinner early tonight.

He didn't expect that taking a stroll would make him hungry.

"Two is still a bit too few!"

Lu Zhaoyang rubbed his stomach, then thought of a good place to go, and started walking forward.

That's right, he found the barbecue stall that Wei Kai had taken him to a couple of days ago.

Lu Zhaoyang checked his phone; it was already 10 p.m.

Perhaps because it's Monday tomorrow, the number of customers today is much lower than when he first came; there are only six or seven tables of guests.

Lu Zhaoyang found a table and sat down. A little while later, a woman in her thirties came over with a menu.

"What would you like to eat?"

Lu Zhaoyang recognized her; she was the woman who had cooked the dishes last time, the owner of this stall.

Last time when they were busy, there was an aunt to help them, but now it seems that only the couple can do it themselves.

Lu Zhaoyang first ordered ten small mutton skewers, and then ordered several capelin and horse mackerel.

We also ordered peanuts and edamame, stir-fried bean sprouts, and two bottles of beer.

After writing down the order, the woman turned and walked away.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Done! Done!"

Lu Zhaoyang's attention was drawn to a burst of excited cheers.

They were several men of similar age, clearly quite drunk.

A boy wearing a short-sleeved shirt stood up and tilted his head back to drink straight from the bottle.

The atmosphere was incredibly lively, with my friends clapping, banging on the table, and shouting excitedly.

Lu Zhaoyang turned his head and saw the boss standing in front of the barbecue grill, quietly tending to the fire.

These two scenes, one in motion and one still, seem to exist in different worlds.

Lu Zhaoyang recalled the unfortunate story Wei Kai had told about this family, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loneliness about the scene.

Especially accompanied by the lively laughter and chatter around them.

……

Because there were fewer customers, the food was served faster.

Soon, the skewers Lu Zhaoyang ordered were ready.

This time, the boss delivered it personally.

"The skewers I ordered are ready."

The owner placed the plate of skewers on the table and greeted the customers.

"Thanks."

Lu Zhaoyang put down his wine glass and thanked him.

"Are you alone today?"

Lu Zhaoyang was surprised that the other party took the initiative to greet him.

"Yeah, I took a walk around and suddenly got a little hungry, so I came here to get something to eat."

Lu Zhaoyang smiled and nodded. "Boss, you remember me?"

"Yes, I was here a couple of days ago," the owner said with a smile, wiping his hands on his apron.

"The boss has a great memory; I've only been here once, and he still remembers."

No matter where you are, if you can be remembered by the boss after just one visit, any customer would be happy, right?

"Our place is small, so we gradually get to know many faces. Last time I overheard you chatting, I heard you mentioned that you had just returned."

"Oh, yes, I've only been in Yunzhao for a few days. Wei Kai, you know, the fat guy, he said he comes here often."

Lu Zhaoyang looked around, guessing the boss wasn't busy at the moment, and said, "If you're not busy, would you like to grab a drink together?"

For some reason, he found himself somewhat interested in this silent man.

The owner also turned around and looked around. The remaining tables had basically finished eating, and some were even close to the end of their meal.

There really isn't anything I need to do right now.

"Thank you, but... I've given up drinking."

He pulled aside the stool that was leaning against the corner of the table, then waved the beer that Lu Zhaoyang handed him, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "This will be fine with me."

Lu Zhaoyang nodded without refusing.

He remembered what Wei Kai had said, and he knew the reason without even guessing.

"Is the taste alright? Can you eat it?" the owner asked earnestly, pointing to the skewers.

"tasty!"

As Lu Zhaoyang spoke, he picked up a skewer of mutton and took a bite.

It's a little hot, but the aroma is wonderful.

He hissed twice from the heat and said, "I've eaten my fair share of grilled skewers since I was a kid, and without exaggeration, this is definitely the best I've ever had."

Upon hearing this, the boss's wrinkles around his eyes tightened, and a smile appeared on his face.