Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle

Chapter 1208 578: Untitled

As Luo Jun joined the [hospice care] group chat and Chen Huihong took over the daily visits to Luo Jun's house for chats, the entire hospice care process went off track.

Firstly, Luo Jun was very dissatisfied with the name "hospice care." Upon his strong demand, it was renamed to "Loving Family 2." After the renaming, hardly anyone spoke in this group; everyone instinctively opened Loving Family, completely isolating Zhou Hu.

Zhou Hu was oblivious and simply clocked in every day.

Additionally, news of Luo Jun's imminent death somehow got out.

As the well-known lonely elder in Yunzhong District, Luo Jun was widely known in the nearby commercial area and all the delivery shop owners dreaded him, cursing their teeth. Luo Jun's reputation was very high in this area.

You might not know what the convenience store owner who always refused to crack boiled tea eggs across Yunzhong District is called, but you definitely know what the customer who gave him this negative review is called.

Luo Jun's death touched many hearts, even though he hasn't died yet.

Many people sneakily asked Qin Huai for details, wondering if Luo Jun had fallen seriously ill or if he was simply near death, and whether they should visit him. Qin Huai honestly told the elderly folks who came to inquire that Luo Jun surely wouldn't last much longer, that it was a matter of days if nothing unexpected happened, and that visiting wasn't necessary, as Luo Jun wasn't fond of such gestures.

Everyone expressed understanding and then quietly asked Qin Huai to bring fruits to Luo Jun.

For some reason, residents of Yunzhong District preferred giving fruits, and it's said the owner of the most famous nearby fine fruit shop was already making a fortune.

Qin Huai brought the community's goodwill to Luo Jun and sighed, "Mr. Luo, although you haven't been going out much and your relationships aren't great with the neighbors, everyone has been genuinely concerned about you over the years. You can say this life of yours hasn't been lived in vain."

Luo Jun looked expressionlessly at Chen Huihong, who was crazily munching on melon seeds in his house, then glanced at Shi Dadan who was fervently eating fruits, and briefly at An Youyou who stood by the window, with it wide open, eating durian; finally, his gaze settled on the slightly spotted bananas in Qin Huai's hands, letting out a cold laugh.

"Heh."

"Indeed, very concerned about me. A few years back they took bets on how long I could stay indoors without stepping out."

"Chen Huihong bet a year and three months. When the bet was nearing its end, she harassed me daily under the guise of community committee visits, trying to coax me out of the house."

Chen Huihong spat out the melon seed shells from her mouth and said, "At that time, who would've thought you could stay indoors that long without stepping out? When the bets were placed, I thought a year and three months was long enough."

"Oh, by the way, Luo Jun, I saw the weather for tomorrow. Sunny with temperatures in the teens, quite pleasant. Also, Jingjing's leave has been approved starting tomorrow. Since this time you're really about to die, how about we visit the amusement park for one last time tomorrow? I remember you have an annual pass; it'd be a waste not to use it."

"Not going." Luo Jun refused coldly. "Chen Huihong, can you lower the sound of your melon seed munching? You've been here from 7 AM, munching continuously till now. Aren't your lips dry? Awake, munching; asleep, munching; woke up, still munching. Once you head home, just go grow melon seeds."

Chen Huihong said, "How do you know I munch melon seeds when you sleep? I actually ate a lot of peanuts and pecans, and pistachios too."

"Those paper-shelled walnuts you got, I truly don't like them. They're tasteless. Could you buy something flavorful next time?"

Luo Jun: ...

After several days of hospice care, Luo Jun was exhausted; often, he didn't want to use the phrase "Chen Huihong, are you out of your mind?" as a comma anymore. In those moments, if Qin Huai was present, he'd silently toss Qin Huai a sharp-eyed look, a look filled with Qin's surname: see the mess you made.

Luo Jun gave Qin Huai a look.

Qin Huai pretended to love eating bananas and bowed his head to peel one.

"Has Zhou Hu completed the side task?" Luo Jun asked.

"No, actually I haven't seen Zhou Hu these past days," Qin Huai replied honestly.

Apart from seeing Zhou Hu on the first day at Luo Jun's house, Qin Huai didn't encounter Zhou Hu on the subsequent days. Of course, Zhou Hu was diligently carrying out hospice care duties; according to Chen Huihong, Zhou Hu visited Luo Jun's house daily at 9 AM and left at 2 PM, and he always brought two beautiful bouquets.

Chen Huihong suspected Zhou Hu was testing which flowers Luo Jun liked, but lamentably, the tests were unsuccessful; Luo Jun didn't favor any of Zhou Hu's bouquets—disliking everything from the types to colors.

Zhou Hu's daily routines included tasks (washing fruits, making tea, arranging nuts, cleaning Chen Huihong's melon seed shells) and reporting funeral planning progress to Luo Jun, presenting memorial hall layouts only to be rejected.

Chen Huihong seemed uninterested in the funeral planning progress; her only requirement was to have a Mahjong table. Luo Jun wouldn't allow Chen Huihong to listen while Zhou Hu reported, creating an air of mystery. Every time, Luo Jun and Zhou Hu entered the studio for private discussions, leaving Chen Huihong in the living room munching melon seeds.

Chen Huihong and Qin Huai secretly chatted on WeChat, venting about how Luo Jun seemed full of energy, unlike someone with only days to live, suggesting that Zhou Hu's fortune-telling might have been incorrect.

He is indeed a Nine-tailed Fox, but the Nine-tailed Fox's talent skills don't include fortune-telling.