Chapter 156: This fish soup is really delicious

Brother, just bear it, how could your older brother possibly let you go out to eat?" Xiao Hu stood to the side, gloating.

My older brother's just showing concern, that's all.

Oh, then wait for your older brother to show concern; I went at noon to drink two bottles of beer with Fatty.

Get lost, if you dare ditch me and drink alone, I'll delete your barbarian save file, and that dark gold axe of yours will be gone.

Other things can't threaten Xiao Hu, but this thing is a sure threat.

Sure enough, as soon as Ye Cheng said he'd delete his account, Xiao Hu immediately wilted: "No, brother, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'll keep you company eating sick-person's meal later, okay?"

Give brother a leg rub, maybe then he'll be in a better mood and won't delete it.

Alright, brother, how's this pressure? Is it appropriate?

Appropriate my ass, my bones are about to break.

Ye Cheng was supposed to have the IV drip until 12 o'clock; at around 11:15 he saw Jiang Yunxiang come in carrying big and small packages, looking like she was bringing a newborn's bundle.

She glanced over and saw Ye Cheng, then hurried over; Xiao Hu quickly got up and helped take these things down.

A Cheng, haven't finished yet? Come, sister-in-law made you some fish soup to nourish your body.

Jiang Yunxiang opened a well-sealed lunchbox; inside was white fish soup, the broth's color showing it had been simmered for a long time, the aroma wafting out, the fish meat already soft and falling apart.

Wow, sister-in-law, this fish soup is great—how many bowls did you bring?" Xiao Hu looked at it and started salivating.

Go on, go on, this is for the patient; yours is over there." Jiang Yunxiang shoved Xiao Hu's hand away and pointed to the other side.

Xiao Hu hurriedly opened it and saw: stir-fried pork with chili, scrambled eggs, plus a pig's trotter, along with steamed rice—quite a feast.

Ye Cheng looked at Jiang Yunxiang, somewhat helplessly,

Sister-in-law, I just have a fever, I'm not having surgery—why do I need all these dishes?

What nonsense are you talking? A fever shouldn't be taken lightly; your older brother said to nourish your body, and you guys work hard at sea.

Sister-in-law, I've been working hard too—why don't I get any fish soup?" Xiao Hu interjected, saying this while stuffing himself with the big pig's trotter.

You have your own mother—go ask her." Jiang Yunxiang spat at him.

Then she picked up the fish soup, took a spoon, and actually tried to feed it to Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng couldn't stand it—so many people watching, and he, a young man, had to be fed by his sister-in-law.

Startled, he quickly sat up straight, took the soup and spoon from Jiang Yunxiang: "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself, much better."

Still shy? When you were little, every time you got sick I fed you.

Fine, fine, sister-in-law, I'm grown up now—I can do it myself.

Ye Cheng felt helpless—being reminded of childhood things now that he's grown up is just embarrassing, with nothing he can do about it.

But I have to say, Jiang Yunxiang's fish soup is still top-notch: the broth is rich, the flavor strong, and it's extremely fresh on the palate.

Delicious, really delicious.

Ye Cheng praised it without end, glaring at Xiao Hu who was silently eating meat nearby, wishing he himself were the one who was sick today.

If it's delicious, drink more; don't go out to sea these two days—your health comes first.

By the way, sister-in-law, you've arrived—what about Dou Dou?

I've asked Aunt Qian next door to look after her; it's fine—I'll bring her back after you finish eating.

Jiang Yunxiang said, then turned and glanced at Xiao Hu, immediately exclaiming, "Hey, how did you eat A Cheng's pig's trotter? That was meant to nourish A Cheng."

Xiao Hu still had the last piece of pig's trotter in his mouth; he could only spit it out pitifully: "Brother, why don't you take a couple of bites? There's still meat."

Get lost!

Jiang Yunxiang waited for Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu to finish eating, tidied up, then left.

Ye Cheng's IV was about done too; he felt better, walking was easy, and Xiao Hu gave him a ride back on his vehicle.

When you have a fever your spirits are low; after returning home Ye Cheng took some medicine, felt drowsy, lay down and slept straight through until after 5 p. m.

As soon as he woke up, he heard someone in the living room quietly tidying up.

"Sister-in-law?" Ye Cheng called out.

Jiang Yunxiang walked in from outside: "Awake, I've cooked rice; you can get up and eat it yourself later—will that be okay?"

Fine, no problem, don't worry, sister-in-law—don't tidy up, I'll do it myself tomorrow.

Jiang Yunxiang still held a rag in her hand, tidying up the mess left from the previous night.

Just lie down; go to sleep early tonight, don't let Xiao Hu come play games—it'll affect your rest, got it?

After Jiang Yunxiang helped Ye Cheng tidy up, she left; Ye Cheng ate a bit of rice, his appetite was so-so, and he just kept lying there.

In the evening Ye Guowei also came by, took a look at Ye Cheng, felt it wasn't serious, and left without staying.

That day Ye Cheng basically spent it in a daze, but at night when he slept he felt much better, the soreness gone—a young person's body recovers quickly.

The next morning Ye Cheng woke up after 7 a. m., felt his body, had more energy, though his breathing was still a bit hurried; he should be fully recovered in another day.

He hadn't checked the system all day yesterday; now that he's feeling better, Ye Cheng eagerly opened the system.

Luck Value: 50+20

Points: 460

Savings: 110,000+10,000 (loan)

A Luck Value of 70 isn't low; if he doesn't act, Ye Cheng feels a bit sorry toward the system.

He also didn't know what his Luck Value was yesterday; he wondered whether his five fish traps at the sea bottom were full.

Xiao Hu didn't come last night, but he showed up early this morning.

As soon as he came in and saw Ye Cheng was okay, he relaxed, though Ye Cheng could see he looked like he wanted to say something but held back.

"What's up? What happened?"

Xiao Hu gave Ye Cheng a strange look, then hesitated.

Now Ye Cheng was even more certain something was up: "Damn, what is it you can't say to me? Spit it out."

Xiao Hu glanced at Ye Cheng and said softly, "Brother, why don't we stop sea-gathering?"

Ye Cheng frowned, his expression grave; he couldn't understand why Xiao Hu would say such a thing.

Sea-gathering — during this period, he and Xiao Hu have made quite a bit of money from it; he's bought so much stuff and still has tens of thousands left, while Xiao Hu, though a bit less, also has several ten-thousands.

Such a profitable venture, still legal, and now Xiao Hu actually says he won't do it?

This doesn't make sense.

Ye Cheng didn't rush to ask; instead, he first lit a cigarette for Xiao Hu, "Just say what's up — what exactly is the matter?"

Xiao Hu took the cigarette, lit it, took two hard drags, and during that time glanced at Ye Cheng several times, feeling unable to speak.

Finally Ye Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, went over and kicked that guy, "Speak, stop hemming and hawing."