The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 132 Warmth
After dinner, Yaru went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Old Tan was smoking and thought of another thing.

The female dormitory has been tidied up, and Yaru moved in the day before yesterday, and she has been living there for the past two days.When she was having dinner just now, she said that she couldn't live here, so as to save the trouble of running back and forth.

live here?
How do you live?Just one bed.

The scene of two people lying on the same bed appeared in Lao Tan's head, and to be honest, he was somewhat looking forward to it.When the two were in love, they really lay on the same bed and hugged each other, but only once, and nothing else happened.

Back then, if I was bolder and cooked raw rice, what would happen?Thinking of this old Tan can't help but blush, thinking what are you thinking, how can there be such a good thing.

Maybe Yaru is just talking, not necessarily living here.

Nursing patients is not easy work, it is tiring.Especially sick people are not in a good mood and lose their temper at every turn, and the nurses have to endure it.

Although Lao Tan didn't lose his temper, he was still very upset about changing the medicine and taking the bottle every day.I was lying in the clinic for a month at this time last year, and this year I was on crutches for a month. How can I feel better?

For a person who puts work first and can't stay idle all day long, recuperating in bed is undoubtedly a kind of torture.

Lao Tan looked at the sofa and thought that it could live in people, and asked Yaru to live on the sofa?

Some feel sorry.

Although she and Yaru used to be lovers, but now they are no longer, and it is inevitable that the two of them live in the same room.

Surely you can't do bad things, but you still have to do bad things with bandages on your legs?Don't die.

I hope that Yaru will stay, not to relive the past, but simply want to have someone to accompany her.

No matter how strong a person is, they are delicate when they are sick. They hope to have someone by their side. It seems that only in this way can the pain of the body be relieved and get better soon.

Especially gentle women, men tend to become just sensible children, coquettishly speaking stupid adult words, enjoying tender care.

Otherwise, how can we say that the three-point disease is seven-point support?

After Yaru finished washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, she went straight into the bathroom and threw a wet towel out.

"Smoking again, the whole room smells of smoke." Yaru muttered reproachfully, walked to the bed, and said, "Take off your clothes and wipe them for you."

"No, I didn't sweat too much," Old Tan said.

"It's embarrassing, it's not like I haven't seen you shirtless, obedient, dry, and sleep comfortably." Yaru said with a smile.

Lao Tan had no choice but to take off his shirt, and reached out to pick up the towel, but Yaru didn't give it to him, and said, "Didn't you always want to be emperor, let you be one."

Lao Tan smiled embarrassedly.

Yaru wiped his back first, and then blushed when he wiped his front.Although I am no stranger to this man, it is still a bit embarrassing to wipe my body.If the two are still in love, it may be more natural and joyful.But now they are colleagues and friends, this kind of defined relationship is sometimes like an invisible wall, although it cannot be seen, it exists.

"You have to lose weight, you're too fat." Yaru said, hiding her blushing and heartbeat.

"It's a little fat——" Old Tan said, looking away.

"But you are whiter than me, even fat people are whiter." Yaru said.

Yaru is indeed not as old as Tan Bai, but a healthy wheat color.Appreciating it from another angle is a kind of sexy, especially her body is more plump than ordinary people, full of the temptation of mature women.

After quickly wiping Lao Tan's body, Yaru went into the bathroom and threw a towel, while looking at herself in the mirror.

His face was red, very hot, as if on fire, with a girlish shyness.

My heart is beating too——
This feeling has not been seen for many years, and I experienced it again today.

She put the towel on her face, a coolness permeated in, and the hot face was very comfortable.

She closed her eyes and stood silently for a while, letting her heartbeat slow down and gradually return to normal.Then open your eyes and talk to yourself in the mirror.

"He's always in my heart—hey."

He sighed softly, told himself not to think about it, then washed his face and came out.

"I saw you brought your pajamas when I packed your suitcase. You haven't changed your underwear for a few days. Change today." Yaru found Lao Tan's pajamas and a pair of underwear from the closet, and put them on the bed.

"Change it yourself, I just took a shower."

After speaking, Yaru went into the bathroom again.

Lao Tan looked at the pajamas and underwear on the bed, and a warm current flowed through his heart instantly.For ten years, he changed and washed his clothes by himself, and Lin Yan never cared about him.Every time I go out to other places, I pack my suitcases by myself, and Lin Yan never cares about it.

He almost forgot what his wife's tenderness was like, let alone the feeling of being cared for.

I am used to this kind of family life.

But habit does not mean acceptance. As a husband, he hopes to get his wife's care and consideration, as well as gentle comfort.

Hey--

Lao Tan sighed and began to change his underwear and pajamas.

Let's imagine this: If Lao Tan was not injured at this time, and he was changing clothes on the bed naked while Yaru was taking a bath, this scene must be reminiscent of something, even if the two of them jumped into the Yellow River, they would not be able to cleanse themselves.

Although it is a bit embarrassing and embarrassing now, it is reasonable and understandable.

Soon Yaru came out of the bathroom, obviously didn't wash much, just went in to avoid embarrassment and took a quick shower.

Like a little daughter-in-law, she naturally picked up the clothes and underwear that Lao Tan had replaced, went into the bathroom and put them in the washing machine.

"I'll just wash it myself—" Old Tan shouted.

"Okay, I'm sorry, don't get hurt if you have the ability—"

Old Tan pursed his mouth.

After Yaru came out, she went straight to the sofa and sat down, picked up an apple from the fruit plate on the coffee table, and took a bite.

"It's more convenient and comfortable to stay at home. I'm most annoyed by the smell of the hospital. It's smelly." Yaru said.

"Whoever is a good person goes to the hospital, there is no way." Old Tan said.

"Lie down when you're tired. I see blood oozing from the place where the stitches were removed. Don't stretch it. The inflammation won't heal."

"It's nothing."

Then fell into a short silence.

Yaru ate the apple, put her feet into the sofa, and curled up inside.Lao Tan ran out of cigarettes and wanted to smoke a second one, but he didn't smoke after thinking about it.

The cool breeze blowing in from the open windows made the room neither too cold nor too hot.

At this time, the two are like a couple, quietly enjoying the warm time after dinner and before going to bed.

After eating one of Yaru's apples, he put the core of the apple into the trash can.Then he raised his smile and said, "They haven't come back these two days, I'll stay here with you, and when they come back, I'll go back to live, so as not to cause people to gossip."

Yaru spoke generously and naturally.

Old Tan said: "That's fine, it's just—"

"I sleep on the sofa, and it's not cold now. I don't need a quilt. Hehe, would you like to sleep on the bed? I don't sleep honestly. Don't go to the hospital for emergency treatment in the morning."

Yaru made an unprecedented sense of humor.

Old Tan was amused, thought for a while and said, "We seem to have slept together."

"Go, that's sleeping, not sleeping." Yaru obviously remembered.

"You haven't changed, it's the same as before." Old Tan said.

"It hasn't changed, I'm in my thirties, I'm old." Yaru said with emotion: "It's so fast, it feels like it hasn't happened for more than ten years, and some things seem like yesterday when I think about it——"

"That's right, sometimes I don't dare to think about it, I haven't passed forty, and I still feel young." Old Tan also said with emotion.

"I've been wanting to ask you for a while, are you in partnership with the two bosses, or did they hire you?" Yaru asked.

"It can be regarded as a partnership. My monthly salary is 20.00, and I get [-]% dividends at the end of the year. It is also right to say that technology and management are shares. The management of the entire company is under my control, and so is the technology." Lao Tan said.

"You can do it this year, it's better than opening a restaurant by yourself." Yaru said.

"Yes." Old Tan nodded, and said, "If we finish opening in Hohhot, there will be at least eight stores instead of one. By then, you will be the boss of pastry, just like Wang Hong."

"Hehe, the pastry boss? You hired him? As long as you can work here for a long time, don't always be laid off. You can't be laid off even if you are here."

"It's impossible to be laid off, unless the restaurant is closed. I plan to open eight dumpling restaurants in Hohhot, and build a central kitchen to supply them. Then I will develop to the south."

"South? Where do you mean?" Yaru asked.

"South of the Yellow River, Henan, Hebei, and Hunan and Hubei. If you go further south, you won't go there. People don't recognize the dumplings because they don't work well," Lao Tan said.

"Hunan? Isn't Xiaohui from Hunan?" Yaru said.

"Well, from Hunan. By the way, how is she doing?" Old Tan asked.

"Very good, capable and smart, I like it very much." Yaru said.

"That child is suffering—"

"It's hard to meet a good person. By the way, the smoked tavern you built in Fuxin is also available now. There are four of them. I heard from my sister-in-law that Jinzhou has also opened a branch."

Yaru's words reminded Old Tan of the tavern he helped Sister Jiang build when he was in Fuxin. Although he still kept in touch with Sister Jiang, he didn't work so often and was too busy to talk on the phone.

When I think of Sister Jiang, I think of fellow villager Ye Yurong, and I feel that Ye Yurong and Xiaohui are somewhat similar, but Ye Yurong has a better life than Xiaohui, at least he has never had a meal.

"Is your sister-in-law still working there?" Old Tan asked.

"Well, make dumplings."

"Your sister-in-law is quite capable."

"Why don't you do it? The two children in her family are still boys."

"Two boys? You have to do it, save your life for the boy——Your parents can do it, and they can help."

"My dad has been dying for the past two years. He is full of illnesses, so he farms some land at home and doesn't go out to do bricklaying work. Hey, he is over sixty, not like when he was young." Yaru said.

The night gradually deepened in the daily life of the two of them. Yaru took the pillow and blanket from the bed and prepared to sleep on the sofa.

Lao Tan also relaxed at this time, jokingly said: "Don't sleep on the bed again."

Yaru smiled and asked: "Think? Wait until you recover, who would dare to see it?"

Old Tan laughed.

Yaru put a pad on Lao Tan's legs again, poured water to tell Lao Tan to take the medicine, and then turned off the light.

Neither of the two of them fell asleep right away in the dark, stimulated by the excitement and embarrassment of embarrassment and commotion in the same room, there was an indescribable feeling.

But what is certain is that neither of them thinks about sex. Apart from Lao Tan's injury, there is also the fact that neither of them wants to destroy the longing and concern for more than ten years, as well as the bitterness of the past. memories of love.

(End of this chapter)