Su Wei looked down and saw Cotton Candy tilting her little head up, looking at him with her clear blue eyes, her fluffy tail swishing back and forth behind her.
The little guy finished his portion of meat, but clearly wasn't full yet.
"You glutton," Su Wei chuckled and scolded, then stopped feeding it meat.
He casually picked up a small piece of dry bark from the firewood basket next to him and waved it in front of the Cotton Candy.
The little fox's attention was instantly drawn, and it let out an excited purring sound.
Su Wei threw the bark on the ground. Cotton Candy pounced on it with a "whoosh" and had a great time.
Su Wei didn't join in; he simply sat cross-legged in front of the warm fire, watching the little fellow.
On this lonely night filled with only wind and snow, having this little thing around made the room seem a bit more lively.
He reached out his hand, Cotton Candy immediately abandoned the piece of bark, trotting over to his hand and rubbing her fluffy head against his palm. She even rolled over, revealing her soft white belly, completely unsuspecting.
Su Wei's fingers sank into its thick, warm fur, gently kneading it; the soft touch was addictive.
The little guy comfortably squinted his eyes, his four short legs kicking wildly in the air, and his tail wagging incessantly.
So warm and so soft.
Su Wei leaned back on the sofa, feeling the touch of her hands and the warmth from the fireplace.
After a busy day, from dealing with Old Jack to strenuous physical labor, plus the emotional rollercoaster of paying off the debt, exhaustion finally overwhelmed me.
He yawned, too exhausted to even climb up to his bedroom on the second floor.
Su Wei turned off the main light in the living room.
The room instantly went dark, with only the flickering flame in the fireplace as the sole source of light.
The firelight cast flickering shadows on the walls, and the howling wind and snow outside seemed distant.
At this moment, the old wooden house seemed especially warm and safe.
He pulled an old wool blanket from the sofa and spread it on the sofa.
She then covered herself with the blanket she had taken off earlier.
The Cotton Candy jumped onto his chest without hesitation, found a comfortable spot, curled up into a ball, and became a fluffy, warm white ball.
Su Wei closed her eyes, her hand still unconsciously resting on the Cotton Candy's warm body.
The warmth of the fire was gradually seeping into his body, dispelling the last vestiges of cold and fatigue.
In the last moments before he drifted off to sleep, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.
The future is sure to be very interesting.
Chapter 107 The $30,000 Toy, Violent Aesthetics (Bonus Chapter of 3700 Words - Please Subscribe)
The next morning, the howling of the cold wind stopped.
The light filtering through the window cracks wasn't glaring, carrying the unique chill of a snowfall.
The fire in the fireplace had long since gone out, leaving only a pile of white ash.
Su Wei felt a heaviness in her chest.
He opened his eyes and saw a clump of white fur.
Sometime during the night, the Cotton Candy had squeezed its head under his chin and was fast asleep on his chest, its big tail occasionally brushing against his nose.
"Go down."
Su Wei gave it a nudge on the rear.
The fox grunted twice in dissatisfaction, rolled over, and went back to sleep on its back on the sofa.
Su Wei sat up, stretched, and his joints cracked.
I slept very well.
He felt all his fatigue disappear, and most importantly, the mental stress also vanished.
An unprecedented sense of ease.
After he finished washing up, he started the fire again.
Breakfast was simple, but extravagant.
He took out a piece of ribeye, cut it into thick slices, and seared it in a hot iron pan until it sizzled. He seasoned it only with sea salt and black pepper, and the aroma of the meat immediately filled the air.
Fry two runny eggs on the side, and serve with a cup of freshly brewed hot coffee.
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Su Wei sat at the dining table, eating his expensive breakfast while using his phone to search for outdoor power equipment stores in Kodiak Town.
" Kodiak Powersports."
It's a very large store in town, representing Arctic Cat, Bombardier, and Yamaha.
This is the one.
Su Wei felt very satisfied after finishing the last piece of beef.
After finishing my meal, I poured a full bowl of pet food mixed with beef chunks for Cotton Candy, enough to last her a day.
Of course, he didn't forget to fill the basin with water.
Afterwards, Su Wei changed into a thick windproof suit, took his car keys, and went out.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the garage, the old Dodge finally roared reluctantly after the key was turned for the third time.
The engine vibrations traveled through the steering wheel to my hands, and the sound was quite old.
This car is too old.
The shock absorption is basically useless; going over a pothole can shake you to pieces.
The door seals are worn out, and when driving fast, the car is drafty.
Su Wei patted the worn leather on the steering wheel.
"Hang in there a little longer, buddy."
The pickup truck drove out of the yard, crunched through the snow, and headed towards the town.
Two hours later.
Su Wei saw the huge blue sign with white lettering on it for Kodiak Powersports.
This is a large shop, with several rows of all-terrain vehicles parked in the open space in front. In the most conspicuous place are dozens of brand-new snowmobiles, gleaming in the sunlight.
Su Wei found an empty spot and parked his mud-splattered Dodge.
Just as I got out of the car, a brand-new Ford Raptor backed into the parking space next to me.
The car owner, a middle-aged man dressed in an expensive Arc'teryx jacket, glanced at Su Wei's old pickup truck, frowned, and parked his car a little further away.
Su Wei didn't pay any attention, tugged at her collar, and walked into the store.
The store was very warm, and the air smelled strongly of rubber and gasoline.
"Hey buddy, what do you want to see?"
A salesperson in a yellow and black uniform came up to us.
His name tag read " Tony," his hair was slicked back, and he held a stack of flyers in his hand.
Tony looked Su Wei up and down.
The young Asian man was wearing ordinary work clothes, with oil stains on his cuffs that couldn't be washed off.
Most importantly, Tony just saw this man get out of that beat-up Dodge.
This seems to be a client on a tight budget.
Or maybe they're just looking around without buying anything.
Tony's smile faded, and he slowed his pace, no longer as enthusiastic as when he greeted the Raptor owner.
"Snowmobiles," Su Wei said directly.
"Over there." Tony casually pointed to a corner on the right side of the hall. "The used ones are over there, around three to five thousand dollars. The new ones are in that row, last year's inventory, Yamaha Phazers, on sale now, only seven thousand nine."
The car he was referring to had a slender shape, looked very light, and had a low chassis.
Su Wei glanced at it and shook his head.
That's a recreational vehicle. It's fine for driving on smooth snow tracks, but if you go deep into the mountains and encounter hard-shelled snow or deep powder snow, the narrow tracks will get stuck.
Moreover, it's a small-displacement four-stroke engine, not enough to move its prey.
"I don't want toys."
Su Wei bypassed the row of discounted goods and went straight to the display stand in the center of the hall.
There were several vehicles parked there, each a size larger than the last.
With its wide tracks, high windshield, and robust suspension, it exudes a strong sense of machinery even when stationary.