After doing all this, Yu Ruicheng finally came to his senses and met the gazes of the two people in front of him.
Before he could even feel ashamed, he saw Sun Siyuan's face turn pale, his legs go weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
Yu Ruicheng:???
Is his dancing really that captivating?!
Chapter 31
Sun Siyuan's reaction was too strong, Yu Ruicheng quickly walked over and tried to help Sun Siyuan up.
Sun Siyuan gripped Yu Ruicheng's hand tightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and said earnestly, "Brother, I'm so sorry this time. Luckily you dodged quickly, otherwise I really would have..."
As he spoke, Sun Siyuan, a seven-foot-tall man who never bowed his head, couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.
He never imagined that filming a variety show would be so dangerous; he came so close to breaking the law and committing crimes several times!
He's still young, he can't go to jail!
Yu Ruicheng pulled Sun Siyuan up with force, looking at him blankly. "What are you talking about?"
Sun Siyuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that Yu Ruicheng still didn't know what had happened. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and said, "Um... look behind you."
Yu Ruicheng turned around blankly and saw a wooden stick on the ground not far from where he had been standing.
Knowing he couldn't escape this predicament, Sun Siyuan told the truth, "I was chopping wood just now, and I accidentally got the axe stuck in the wood. I was trying to pry it out with a stick, but I lost my grip, and the stick flew right at you."
Sun Siyuan couldn't bring himself to say it in front of Yu Ruicheng, the victim, who had almost been beaten to the point of infertility. He could only mumble, "It almost hit you, luckily you reacted quickly."
Fast reaction time?
Yu Ruicheng was stunned for a moment before he remembered his inexplicable actions just now.
Sun Siyuan and Yu Ruicheng had the same idea, and turned to look at Su Huaiming with bright eyes.
Sun Siyuan said, "Thanks to Su Huaiming, you're quick-witted and came up with this idea, otherwise we really wouldn't have been able to avoid it."
Yu Ruicheng also said, "Thank you."
Su Huaiming didn't take it to heart and simply waved his hand casually.
Sun Siyuan wasn't finished. "You've saved me twice, I must repay you. How about this, make a request, and I'll definitely fulfill it!"
Yu Ruicheng retorted, not to be outdone, "Me too."
Su Huaiming: "..."
He couldn't understand why things had turned out this way.
Under their eager gazes, Su Huaiming's mind went blank, and he couldn't make any demands. He could only say, "I'll owe you for now. I'll tell you when I've figured it out."
Sun Siyuan put his arm around Su Huaiming's shoulder like a good brother and said, "No matter what, I'll do anything you ask. I'll protect you from now on!"
Yu Ruicheng was used to keeping his distance from people and avoiding overly intimate gestures. He subconsciously glanced at Su Huaiming's shoulder and nodded heavily, "Me too."
Sun Siyuan and Yu Ruicheng's overly flamboyant words and actions confused Su Huaiming, and in a daze, he even thought he had saved their lives.
In fact, rounding can be calculated in this way.
The viewers in the live stream were seeing this from a third-person perspective.
Why did Su Huaiming look like he'd been kidnapped?
[Forced into loving a rich but foolish celebrity]
These three together really have that vibe.
[How can you put your arm around my shoulder? I've never done that before! Put your hand down!!]
Sun Siyuan dared not touch an axe again; anything even slightly similar in shape made his legs go weak. He left the mess behind, put his arm around Su Huaiming's shoulder, and walked into the house in high spirits.
Yu Ruicheng stood on the other side, his expression still cold, but his whole body exuded the aura of a personal bodyguard.
Ji Mingzhe had just gone to take care of some children and was unaware of what was happening outside. Hearing the commotion, he quickly went to the door and stared blankly at the three people who came in with him, his expression full of confusion.
Ning Lei also came out of the room, looked at the three who had a good relationship, and gritted his teeth in resentment.
Su Huaiming is far too cunning; he managed to win over Yu Ruicheng and Sun Siyuan so quickly, leaving him far behind.
But if he knew what had just happened, he probably wouldn't have had this thought.
Sun Siyuan barely managed to complete the wood-chopping task, which almost caused an accident, and the program crew quickly brought him a reward.
It was about the size of three fists, carried in a grocery bag from a street vendor, and very light; you could hold it with one hand.
The staff placed the items on the table, Sun Siyuan didn't bother to look at them, showing no intention of claiming his prize.
Su Huaiming has a very sharp nose; upon smelling the fragrance, he immediately went over and untied the bag.
From Sun Siyuan's perspective, it contained irregular particles about the size of a fingernail, their color resembling mud, making them look somewhat dirty.
He watched as Su Huaiming's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked one up and put it in his mouth, chewing it quickly. The corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up, and he couldn't resist eating two more.
"..."
Sun Siyuan's expression gradually turned ferocious. He took a few steps back in an evasive manner, but then remembered the grand ambitions he had just made. He forced himself to step forward, wanting to stop Su Huaiming.
"Don't get a stomachache, what are all these things...?"
"Fat scraps," Su Huaiming said. "I saw it online before."
Unlike what's sold online, most of the fatty scraps sold as merchandise are whole pieces of pork belly, not just plain fat.
Only homemade food doesn't consider cost-effectiveness. It cuts fatty meat into small pieces, frys it slowly over low heat, rendering out all the fat and reducing its volume to half of its original size.
Because it contains almost no lean meat, the bits of fat are not dry at all, but rather slightly elastic, with a hard, brownish-red surface. The crispy parts are the most delicious. The taste has both the indescribable rich, oily flavor of concentrated meat and a refreshing quality.
The director also thoughtfully provided the most famous local dipping sauce, which looked bright red and only contained chili peppers, but it is said to contain more than a dozen ingredients with a very complex aroma.
The bits of fatty meat have no flavor at all, but if you roll them in the dipping sauce and then put them in your mouth, they have a completely different texture.
As expected, it's the locals' favorite dipping sauce. The perfect blend of flavors bursts on the tongue, stimulating the taste buds without masking the unique texture and taste of the fatty bits, making it impossible to stop eating.
Sun Siyuan disliked fatty meat, and upon hearing that the pile in front of him was entirely made of fatty meat, he wished he could stay as far away from it as possible.
He looked at Su Huaiming, who was eating heartily, with a strange expression, as if he were being tortured.
Fu Xiaoxiao played with the little white dog outside for a while, then ran in panting. She was hungry, and when she saw Su Huaiming eating, she immediately ran over.
In his mind, Su Huaiming's food must be delicious, so he immediately grabbed a handful with his soft, white hands and stuffed it full into his mouth.
Sun Siyuan: "..."
This scene shocked him as much as if someone had drunk a can of lard straight from his mouth.
Fu Xiaoxiao's cheeks were puffed up, like a greedy little hamster.
After chewing a few times, his eyes grew rounder and brighter, and he chewed faster and faster.
Before he could even swallow, his hand had already reached for the pile of fatty scraps.
Seeing this, Su Huaiming said, "Eat less. Fatty bits and chili peppers together can cause internal heat. Eat them one piece at a time."
Fu Xiaoxiao could only use her chubby little hands to awkwardly pick up a piece of fatty meat, dip it in a little sauce, and put it in her mouth. Her face was full of happiness as she chewed.
Sun Siyuan was initially reluctant to try, but after seeing Fu Xiaoxiao's expression, he immediately wavered.
He mentally prepared himself for a good ten minutes, leaning back as far as he could, with only his hand reaching out, his fingertips trembling slightly, as if he were about to ingest poison.
He struggled for a long time before finally closing his eyes, gritting his teeth, and putting the fatty bits into his mouth.
After chewing twice, his expression turned strange.
There was none of the greasiness he had imagined; instead, there was an indescribable aroma of meat. Sun Siyuan's eyes widened as he looked at Su Huaiming suspiciously. "Don't lie to me, how could this be fatty meat?"
It's just fatty meat.
"Shouldn't fatty meat melt in your mouth, be incredibly greasy, and make you want to vomit?" Sun Siyuan couldn't help but reach for a second piece. "This is completely different from fatty meat."
"The oil has already been refined," Su Huaiming remarked. "Only when making it at home would they go to such lengths; you simply can't buy it outside."
He hadn't digested his lunch yet, and even if he wanted to eat more, his stomach was already full, so he had to withdraw his hand.
Sun Siyuan felt this was his reward, so he simply took the whole bag and ate it bite after bite, completely unlike his previous disdain for fatty meat.
He had traveled to various places and eaten a lot of delicious food, including meat juices and essences concentrated by five-star chefs using various modern high-tech instruments, but none of them tasted as good as pork fat.
Although Sun Siyuan is already 26 years old, he still eats like a child. He feels that since it is a prize he has won, he wants to finish it all by himself and has no intention of sharing it with others.
Ji Mingzhe and the others wouldn't ask for it willingly; only Fu Xiaoxiao, who had already tasted it, reached out her hand to Sun Siyuan.
Out of respect for Su Huaiming, Sun Siyuan reluctantly shared it with him.
Fu Xiaoxiao was a child with a limited appetite and ate slowly. He didn't even notice when Sun Siyuan deliberately tried to take food from him.
The two of them sprawled on the sofa, watching TV and eating bits of fatty meat, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
But moments of happiness are always limited.
The two, one big and one small, reached out and touched the bag at the same time.
They searched the bag almost entirely before finally finding the last piece in some hidden corner.
At that moment, the two foodies' gazes sharpened, sparks flying as they stared at each other.
When Fu Xiaoxiao saw that Su Huaiming was not there, she reverted to her old ways.
"I'm a child, you should give way to me and not try to take things from me!"
Sun Siyuan, being a magnified version of a spoiled brat, wasn't buying it at all. "Why should I? This is my prize! I'm already being generous by giving you a few pieces, and you dare to ask me for the last one?!"
Fu Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips and jumped onto the sofa. "No way, you have to give it to me!"
Sun Siyuan, even standing on the ground, was taller than Fu Xiaoxiao. His expression was quite fierce. "I absolutely won't give in. How about we fight? Whoever wins gets it?"
Fu Xiaoxiao had never seen such an unreasonable adult before, and she was almost in tears. "How could you do this? I'm going to tell everyone you're bullying a child!"
Sun Siyuan crossed his arms and scoffed, "Go ahead and do it, I'm not afraid of you!"
"I just want to eat!"
I won't give it to you!
Su Huaiming came out of the house with a cup in his hand. Hearing Fu Xiaoxiao and Sun Siyuan's conversation, he raised an eyebrow and said, "The last piece is from the dog."
Sun Siyuan paused, then frowned.