When he was pulled from the sea to the boat, Chen Hexi hit his chest heavily, and the water that choked into his nose and throat suddenly poured out.

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

The feeling of breathing air again can only be described as refreshing. At this moment, Chen Hexi truly realized his rebirth.

My brother is still alive!

At the bustling morning market pier, people were choosing delicious ingredients that had just left the sea. Chen Hexi was just pushed by a few soaked boxes and could not find his brother.

On the other side, Chen He Chaogang picked up a few sea urchins from a fishing boat and went to the sampan next to him to see the ocean boat bringing back deep-sea fish.

After shouting for more than a dozen times, Chen Hechao could not be found. Chen Hexi's heart was shrouded in intense anxiety.

Where the pier reaches into the sea, Chen Hexi persevered in searching the sea surface with his eyes. At the high tide, waves are one after another. It is simply a fantasy to see clearly under the water.

For some reason, Chen Hexi suddenly felt that someone was struggling not far from the sea. He pulled off his coat and Chen Hexi jumped out of the sea.

The sea water was very cold in the morning, and Chen Hexi shivered in the water in a vest and shorts.

The sea water near the pier was not clean at all. The smelly fish, rotten shrimps, dead crabs and clam shells picked by the vendors were piled on the shore, and they were soaked in the sea water during the high tide.

Chen Hexi didn't care about anything, she just wanted to know where her brother was.

When she found out that there was really someone in the water, and that person was really the brother, she really felt desperate.

The chaotic nylon fishing net tied up his brother's feet. Chen Hechao could only struggle helplessly in the water. He tried to untie the fishing net, but failed. The wooden stakes supporting the dock and the water surface were less than two meters away from him. This short two meters was the distance between life and death for him.

Seeing Chen Hexi jumping down, Chen Hechao didn't care about his dangers and grabbed Chen Hexi to prevent her from being trapped by the fishing net. This action made him sink a little more. The nylon rope of the fishing net was like a ghost taking advantage of the situation, tangling his feet tightly.

Chen Hexi dived under the water to untie the fishing net for his brother, but the fishing net was strong and fine, and it became more and more tangled on Shen Hechao's feet.

Because Chen Hexi had been calling Chen Hechao's name on the shore before, and then jumped into the sea on the dock. Some people guessed that something was wrong and jumped off the shore one after another.

Several fishermen who were well aware of water saw this underwater situation and drove back to the shore to ask people to get tools.

Chen Hexi pressed Chen Hechao's shoulder with his hand and tried his best to relax him.

Because of lack of oxygen, Chen Hechao's face looked very painful. Chen Hexi pinched his shoulder and opened his eyes hard. The sea water made her eyes sting, but she had no way to convey to Chen Hechao that she would definitely survive.

The girl, who was only seventeen years old, had a slightly red eyes and a pale complexion. Her expression was unprecedentedly serious and serious in the colorful sea water.

Chen Hechao could no longer hold on. The lack of oxygen left his body and will on the verge of collapse. His hands and feet unconsciously fiddled and struggled, leaving the rescuers with no way to start.

If he couldn't calm down, he would die here if he couldn't wait for someone to rescue him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Hexi raised his hand and slapped Chen Hechao's face hard to restore his consciousness. It would be best to focus on his face.

Underwater, a brother and sister have the closest contact they have since their birth.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Hechao and made two lip silhouettes. Once, again, Chen Hechao opened his eyes wide, looked at her for a moment, and nodded slowly.

Chen Hexi turned around and swam towards the pier.

Chen Hechao, who was still in danger, became quiet, as quiet as his existence. The fishermen next to him were still entangled with the fishing net, his feet stopped fiddling, and the fishermen's work became much easier.

The sister said, "Don't be afraid, wait for me."

Maybe it was a very short ten seconds, or maybe it was as long as a century, when Chen Hechao's last breath had reached its limit, Chen Hexi came back. The girl pressed one end of the plastic tube with her thumb in her slender hand and swam in front of Chen Hechao. She inserted the tube into Chen Hechao's mouth almost roughly.

The other end of the pipe is on the shore. This pipe was originally a tracheal injection pipe used by fishmongers to maintain seafood. Now it has become Chen Hechao's life-saving pipe.

On the shore, the aunt selling aquatic products was still in a state of shock. The girl just moved away two glass tanks stacked together and took away the longest ventilator.

Water tank! Two! Did this girl take Dali Pills?

The fresh air entered Chen Hechao's lungs along the tube. There was a sister beside him telling him about the progress of untiing the fishing net with her hands. Chen Hechao's eyebrows and eyes stretched out. Looking at his sister who supported his arms to relieve his physical exhaustion, he did something he had wanted to do since he was nine years old but had not done.

Raise your hand and touch your sister's head.

The sea of ​​high tide was complicated. In order to save people, some fishermen simply pushed the sampan over. Like the fishermen next to them, Chen Hexi stayed under the water for a while and lie on the sampan to take a breath.

An enthusiastic aunt on the shore shouted the girl and went ashore quickly. Chen Hexi shook his head. The brother couldn't speak and could not tell others in time if there was any danger. He had to keep him to rest assured.

It took two or three people more than ten minutes to cut the fishing net. The pressure and resistance under the water made everyone exhausted. When the last time she ventilated, Chen Hexi was exhausted. Although she was still a little distance from the water surface, she accidentally choked on the water and almost became another wounded person who needed to be rescued.

This time, Chen Hexi was really ready to die in the sea with his brother.

But now, they are all alive.

Thank God.

Fishermen and vendors surrounded them. No one expected that someone would fall into the sea at the crowded dock, and even more so, someone threw away the abandoned nylon fishing net below.

This young couple is really lucky.

Mr. Shen, who came to hear the news, hugged Chen Hechao and almost burst into tears.

Chen Hexi, who was forgotten by his grandfather, smiled and took the dry cloth handed by the aunt in the pity of the insider.

She thought quietly: "Stinky old man... I forgot you when I saved my brother."

Humph, at least this time, my life will not be changed by you again.

Chen Hexi's hands were as clean and fair as ever, hiding unknown secrets in her body.

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Chen Hexi is about to go to the corrupt country.

He Mianyun, who remarried to a corrupt country, became the economic guarantor for her.

In her previous life, because she became the only successor of the Shen family in Donghai, she was locked in a country yard by the old man and forced to learn cooking skills. She did not beat or scold her. The only thing she was used to threaten her was her own life.

In those boring and tired years that could not be struggling, only the unwillingness in her heart was like a fire that made her whole soul hurt.

The ancestor of the Shen family was Fushan, Donghai, and it was a branch of the Shandong cuisine seafood faction. In the old dynasty, they had also produced food recipes. For famous chefs, they had only awesome for a while and could turn a dish into a representative of the faction. This is the cost of making generations of chefs stand up.

My ancestors made sweet and sour tenderloin well.

My ancestors have decided on the recipe for sweet and sour tenderloin.

Compared with the hatchback, it seems that the latter is domineering.

The old man of the Shen family grew up in such a domineering manner. His grandfather was the imperial chef, and his father and uncle were also the top Shandong cuisine chefs in Sijiu City back then. He had gone north to give the powerful people a few decades to the emperor, steamed, fried, stir-fried, stir-fried, and stir-fried. He specialized in seafood. In Tongda, where Shandong cuisine is stable, he had such a natural seafood, which was his most proud ability.

Maybe he was too proud in the first half of his life, and when he got old, he hit him with heavy blows.

He lost his son in middle age and lost his grandson in old age. The white-haired man gave him a black-haired man. The only one who could let him inherit his skills was the granddaughter who only knew how to study and wanted to study abroad.

Old Man Shen was proud all his life, but in the end he had to give up the restaurant that had been open for decades and hide in the countryside to teach his granddaughter's cooking skills. He was sad, sad and guilty. After a few troubles, the old man's already irritable and stubborn personality became increasingly inhumane. In the last few years of his life, the relationship between him and Shen Hexi's grandparents could only be described as "an enemy of his past life".

Chen Hexi, who was in the second year of the previous life, became resentful and hated, and finally put down his book and picked up the kitchen knife. The country was getting farther and farther away, and the stove became closer and closer. She could not watch the old man depressed and depressed. In her heart, the back in her formal outfit was also the image closest to the hero in her heart.

So, the seventeen-year-old Chen Hexi did the work her brother did at the age of seven, pulling bellows, practicing knife skills, and just pleasing vegetables and tongues for a whole year.

Chen Hexi, who was not loved but forced, and at the same time lost his brother and dream, found countless reasons for resenting his grandfather. Even if he refused to get married, he had two points of pleasure in revenge.

It is such a stubbornness that I regret it when I reach the end of my life and death, whether it is a stubborn old man or an equally stubborn granddaughter.

But neither of them bowed to each other.

If you have been wrong for ten years, and if you have been wrong for twenty years, you will be wrong and if you don’t, you will no longer be wrong. Two equally paranoid guys regard themselves as ostrichs, and only have straight backs facing the silent sky.

So the old man refused to tell his granddaughter when he was seriously ill and died alone in the old house. So his granddaughter suffered so much that he refused to tell his grandfather. He became a chef who hated cooking skills and allowed this difficult family affection to become a knot in his heart.
Chapter completed!