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"Could you eat a little slower?"

"If word got out that you were eating like that, people would think I was abusing you."

With his mouth full of rice, Chu Sheng mumbled, "Brother Guang, this humble monk is just being frugal with food."

Every grain is the result of hard work.

"Eating quickly is a sign of respect for the food."

Yang Guang: "..."

Fine.

He couldn't be bothered to argue with this disgrace to Buddhism.

Yang Guang lowered his head and continued eating.

After taking only a couple of bites, he suddenly remembered something and looked up at Chu Sheng: "By the way, come with me this afternoon to take care of something."

Chu Sheng looked up, a grain of rice still clinging to the corner of his mouth: "What is it?"

"The principal's brother-in-law has been acting strangely since he went night fishing."

"He doesn't speak, doesn't eat, and sits on the balcony in a daze every night without fail."

"The hospital can't find anything wrong."

Chu Sheng paused his chewing motion for a moment.

A rare serious expression appeared on his round, chubby face.

"Night fishing?"

"Um."

Chu Sheng put down his chopsticks, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and sensed for two seconds.

Then he opened his eyes and said with certainty, "Water ghost."

Yang Guang raised an eyebrow: "You think so too?"

"Most likely."

Chu Sheng picked up his chopsticks again, stuffing rice into his mouth as he said, "Night fishing is taboo, sitting alone by the water in the middle of the night, all quiet and still."

"Isn't that just delivering takeout to things in the water?"

"Who else would they order from if not yours?"

Yang Guang nodded.

Just as he thought.

"Okay, I'll go check it out after school this afternoon."

"no problem!"

Chu Sheng patted his chest and said, "Brother Guang, don't worry, my cyber exorcism will be a piece of cake to deal with the water ghost!"

Yang Guang's temples throbbed twice: "Can you please stop using cyber exorcism all the time?"

"Can't you just be normal?"

Chu Sheng looked aggrieved: "Brother Guang, this is normal!"

"My master said, keep up with the times!"

Yang Guang took a deep breath and decided not to discuss this topic with him anymore.

He was afraid that if the discussion continued, he would vomit up the braised pork he had just eaten.

Under the table.

Er Lengzi had licked the entire bowl of food clean.

It crawled out from under the table and let out a satisfied burp.

"Burp~"

Then it tilted its big head back, its heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, staring intently at the half-eaten rib left on Chu Sheng's plate.

The big tongue is sticking out again.

Chu Sheng cautiously moved the plate closer to himself, looking at Er Lengzi with a wary expression.

"You dog, you've finished eating."

"This belongs to this humble monk."

"Woof."

Er Lengzi's tail wagged like a propeller.

Chu Sheng held the plate protectively to his chest and shrank back slightly.

Yang Guang's lips twitched as he watched the scene of the man and the dog fighting over food.

Forget it.

Let's protect what's in our own bowls first.

Yang Guang and his two companions finished their meal in a whirlwind, then leaned back in their chairs and patted their bellies contentedly.

The simpleton under the table was also lying on the ground licking his paws, his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, half-closed, looking like he was sleepy after eating a big meal.

Let's take a look at Chu Sheng on the other side.

The 250-pound mountain of flesh slumped in the chair, his hands resting on his belly, which was bigger than a pregnant woman's, and he was still savoring something.

Looking at the man and the dog, Yang Guang couldn't help but do some mental calculations.

During that meal, Chu Sheng ate eight servings of braised pork, six servings of sweet and sour pork ribs, four servings of Kung Pao chicken, and three servings of beef brisket with potatoes all by himself.

Er Lengzi was no less impressive; he licked the stainless steel basin cleaner than if it had been washed, and even snatched two pieces of pork ribs from Chu Sheng.

If you ate this at a restaurant, it would cost at least three or four hundred yuan per meal.

Three meals a day, over a month...

Yang Guang's heart clenched violently.

I can't think about it.

He was afraid he would have a heart attack on the spot if he thought about it any further.

He was even more exclaiming in his heart that he couldn't afford to raise them!

Therefore, getting Chu Sheng into the school is an urgent matter!

We must get this 250-pound lunchbox into the school as soon as possible.

Eating at school is paid for by the principal.

Eating out cost Yang Guang his wife's savings.

Even a fool could do the math.

As Yang Guang was making plans, a series of noisy footsteps suddenly came from outside the cafeteria.

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

The students flocked to the cafeteria in droves.

Yang Guang immediately sat up straight, his eyes scanning the cafeteria entrance like radar.

really.

Not long after, a figure wearing a blue and white school uniform appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Yu Zixin, with her hair tied in a high ponytail and holding two books in her hands, was standing on tiptoe, peering into the crowd.

Yang Guang immediately stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Here I am!"

"I saved some food for you!"

Everyone in the cafeteria turned their heads in unison.

Yu Zixin stopped in her tracks instantly.

Her face flushed red at a visible speed, and she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

The surrounding students cast curious glances and whispered among themselves.

"Holy crap, what's their relationship?"

"No way?"

"The school beauty has been won over?"

Yu Zixin took a deep breath, lowered her head, and walked over quickly.

She walked up to Yang Guang, gritted her teeth, and said in a very low voice, "Could you please not shout in the cafeteria?"

"The whole school heard it!"

Yang Guang looked completely innocent: "What's wrong?"

"I was worried you wouldn't be able to find the seat."

Yu Zixin glared at him irritably, then her gaze fell on the tray piled high on the table.

She was completely stunned.

Braised pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, Kung Pao chicken, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and beef brisket with potatoes.

Each item was served in a generous portion.

The rice was piled up like a pyramid.

Yu Zixin's lips twitched, and her voice trembled: "This...this is for me alone?"

Yang Guang nodded matter-of-factly: "That's right."

"You're growing, eat more."

Yu Zixin looked at the small mountain of food and thought of her own stomach, which was no bigger than the palm of her hand.

Her expression was complicated.

I was touched.

But more than anything, there was despair.

"Yang Guang, I only eat half a bowl of rice and two bites of vegetables per meal."

"You call that a person's appetite?"

Yang Guang frowned, looked Yu Zixin up and down at her slender figure, and said with a look of disdain, "Is that all you eat?"

No wonder you've gotten so thin.

"Look at Chu Sheng, he can eat eight servings of braised pork in one sitting. Look how strong and healthy he is!"

Yu Zixin followed Yang Guang's finger and looked across the street.

Chu Sheng was slumped in his chair, his 250-pound body piled up like a small mound of flesh.

He clasped his hands together and forced a kind smile at Yu Zixin: "Greetings, female benefactor."

Yu Zixin's lips twitched.

sturdy?

You call that robust?

They're all ready for slaughter, right?

She ignored Chu Sheng, sat down next to Yang Guang, and symbolically picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes with her chopsticks.

"I can't eat that much."

Yang Guang waved his hand: "It's okay if we can't finish it, someone will clean up the rest."

The voice just fell.

A series of rapid, labored breathing sounds came from under the table.

Er Lengzi had somehow crawled out from under the table, his heterochromatic eyes—one gold and one blue—fixed on the small mountain of food in front of Yu Zixin.

His tongue was hanging out, and saliva was gushing down.

Its tail wagged like it had a motor...