The Road to Slaying God

Chapter 16

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CHAPTER 19: A YOUNG COUPLE HAVING FUN

“Uncle w.a.n.g is really nice, why do you ignore him?” The girlseemed very dissatisfied with Zhang

Yang’s rude behavior.

“Well, I didn’t say he wasn’t nice.” Zhang Yang said.

“Then, why are you running for?”

“That …. You won’t understand … Let’s go to eat first, I’mhungry, and we can talk while eating.”

Zhang Yang’s lazy nature did not likethe idea of the cost of explanation of such matters.

“Oh , ……………. How about this?”

They were just out of the gate and less than twenty meters ahead she pointed towards a small restaurant to ask Zhang Yang’s opinion.

“Ok, it’s just a meal, its the same wherever we eat.” Zhang didnot care, he just wanted to fill his belly.

……………

“Boss, let’s eat.”

Zhang looked at the girl’s in a timid manner, there are presumablya few restaurants to eat where you enter after shouting. This restaurantexactly at the side of the school mostly made their dishes on the cooking stovein front of the shop’s entrance billowing smoke but the food looked delicioushot. The price was also cheap which attracted the school students. If the conditionof the restaurant was slightly better, then all of the students would generallycome to this place to eat.

“Come on, eat, which food would you like? I had a fight withmy wife today and she went back to her parents, I don’t have any spare timehere while they’re talking nonsense and greeting themselves… ….”

A shirtless big fat man was cooking, busy with full ofsweat. He didn’t even look at Zhang Yang as he seemed to be in a bad mood andtotally indulged in cooking.

“What do you want to eat?” Zhang Yang asked.

“You decide ...” The girl frowned gently looking at the fatman, she feared that the sweat in his forehead would fall off in the pot.

“Well, a tomato egg soup, a shredded pork fried chilipeppers, and also an oil soaked eggplant, nice big amount …. ……. Oh , by the way is there a coupleseat?”

The girl’s face immediate turned red hearing Zhang Yangmention the couple seat. Zhang Yang opened his mouth but did not speak becauseshe went in, to see inside the hall that the tables of four were occupied bythree, all of the school students were inside, some were drinking until theirfaces were red, but luckily no one noticed Zhang Yang and her.

“There is one on the inside, go there! I’m busy now, thebowls and chopsticks are over there.” The fat man still did not look up as thespoon knocked the iron cooking pot making a “Dang dang” sound.

“Okay”

ZhangYang ran to the sterilized cupboard and took out twopairs of chopsticks from inside as the girl went inside the small room. Thestudents at the school jokingly used to call this small room as a couple roombecause of the narrow s.p.a.ce with the table where only two people could sit and unableto fully stretch the legs too.

After sitting on the seat, the girl felt very cramped as itwas hard to lean back, but, in any case, her legs couldn’t avoid Zhang Yang’stouch, after all, the s.p.a.ce was too small. Seeing the girl restless, Zhang Yanghad no choice but to stretch his leg outside to avoid the physical contact.

“Your name?”

“Ah ….. Du Xue … …” The girl was caught off guard.

“Why don’t I call you Dukang (#wine), hehe?”

“…………..”

“Ah, I’m kidding. That’s right, why have I never seen you inschool?” Zhang yang laughed.

“Although I’m a junior, actually I only attend school forhalf a year. I usually stay inside the dormitory probably reading … …” The girl’svoice was very thin while Zhang Yang sounded very comfortable.

“Oh, no wonder …”

The room was filled with silence. Zhang Yang too didn’t liketo speak and Du Xue was the type of girl who was usually quiet, naturally, bothof them together had nothing to say.

“Zhang Yang, you are so strong.” The girl seemed to feel thebad atmosphere, after all she was the host of the dinner.

“That …”

Zhang Yang did not know what to say. If I say that I’m notstrong, the performance was too heroic that day and if I agree, I’m too weaknow.

“Would you have really killed?” The girl asked suddenly.

“Cough … cough … why do you think so?”

“I don’t know. I felt like you were going to kill someonethat day, I was so afraid …” The girl’s eyes were wide open as if her heart wasstill fluttering with fear. That day, when she sat beside Zhang Yang, she wasnaturally able to learn Zhang Yang’s strong murderous intention at that time.

“I don’t know ……. … oh yeah, where did you study before?” Zhang Yang changed the topic.

“In the state’s capital.”

“Why did you transferred to C City then? This school sucks.”

“There’s no reason, I just wanted to change the environment.”The girl didn’t seem to want to talk about her own matters.

“Oh.”

The two were silent again and Zhang Yang was playing withthe chopsticks with his hand. The girl’s hand was very sensual and chubby, theback of the hand had a lot of small lair, white and flawless. Zhang Yang wishedif he could take a mouthful bite.

“Tomato egg soup, pork fried pepper, a lemon eggplant …. ………what’s the matter? The young couple having fun? The fat chef came in carrying atray and laughed seeing Zhang Yang and Du Xue not talking.

“………………..” Zhang Yang was silent.

“………….. No, that’snot it …………… we are just cla.s.smates, not couple … …”

Zhang Yang did not speak but Du Xue was impatient andhurriedly defended herself. The red rosy face flushed even more.

“It’s obvious, who are cla.s.smates and who aren’t, from thisschool, I understand …” The fat chef put down the dish after a distinctexpression on his face and went away repeatedly nodding his head.

“………………”

Du Xue became depressed to see the fat man put down thecurtain as he left, but only to make the matter worse.

“ Come on, let’s eat dinner, the cooked rice is at the door,my mother used to say that men should not a.s.sist women to serve rice …. …..”Zhang Yang ran outside after the fat man to serve himself a bowl of rice. He had beenhungry since the beginning.

The girl also went out to put on a bowl of rice.

“Why can’t a man serve rice to a woman?” The girl askedcuriously.

“My mother said that if a man served rice to a woman, thenhe may allow women to wash his feet with water which may lead the woman to cookmeal for him and the meal can lead the woman to carry a child … ….”

“After that?” Thegirl opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhang Yang. She had never imagined thatjust serving a rice can actually lead to so many things.

“There is nothing afterwards…. Well …………. This dish isgood …….. because … the man is no longera man afterwards.”

Between this speech, Zhang Yang had already eaten the bowlof rice in his hand, went outside and put on another bowl of rice.

“Eat, why aren’t you eating?” Zhang Yang buried a fewmouthful of rice to see that surprisingly Du Xue haven’t still moved herchopsticks.

“Oh..”

……….

Zhang Yang was like a hungry ghost that came out from theprison inside, and only after killing three bowls of rice in an instant, hisstomach felt comfortable. This time Du Xue had eaten a little rice from herbowl.

“So… confortable …”

Zhang Yang stretched his limbs a little, touched his bellyand let out a satisfied groan.

“Puchi …” (sound of snorting )

Du Xue, to see Zhang Yang’s appearance, couldn’t help butsmile. This smile, suddenly felt like all kinds of spring flowers blooming atonce, that delicate and charming face, Zhang Yang’s heart was swinging to seeDu Xue’s face with lifeless expression as Zhang Yang had zero resistance forwomen.

“What are you looking at?” Du Xue caught Zhang Yang staringat her, suddenly her face blushed, andshe quickly bowed her head to pretend to eat.

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