The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 560 You made the pig arch

One night after half a month, in the ward.

Yaru was lying on the bed alone, moving her injured leg in a small range.Lao Tan was called by director Wu to drink, so he had to come back later.

Yaju can walk on the ground now, but needs to hold on to things or use crutches.As the saying goes, one hundred days of injury to the muscles and bones, if you want to survive the three dog days in a hurry, don't be in a hurry.

Of course, Yaru is not in a hurry. With the experience of last time, she can now take care of her with peace of mind.

I don't know when it began to rain patter outside, and the thin raindrops drifted in with the wind, and there was a coolness and moisture in the ward.

Yaru sat up from the bed, supported the edge of the bed and moved to the window.She wanted to close the window, but when she was wet by the rain, the refreshing coolness made her change her mind again.

How wonderful, refreshing and comfortable.

She stood there looking into the night rain, but she couldn't see the rain, only heard the murmur of the rain whispering like a lover, and she was fascinated for a while.

Unlike Wang Shulan, who grew up in the city with a lot of experience and rich emotions, she would think of something because of this warm night rain.She didn't think about anything, she was just fascinated for a moment, very pure, with a peaceful mind.

She seemed to hear the rustling of corn leaves in the rain in the corn field north of the back field, and saw the raindrops gently pouring the cherry seeds on the corn cobs, and the golden corn kernels fell out.

She seemed to hear frogs croaking from the cornfield, saying goodbye to Xia Tian.Because it stopped calling in autumn and began to look for a place to sleep for the winter.

When she was a child, she asked her father why the frogs stopped crying in autumn, and her father said that the frogs were tired from crying all summer, so they had to rest.

Hehe, what is Xiexie? It's a lie. They are preparing to hibernate.

She remembered that when she was at home, she was often in a daze on such rainy nights. At that time, she was still a girl, she didn't know what to think in her pure heart, she just looked at the rain with melancholy and sentimental feelings.

Whenever I was so dazed that I forgot to sleep, my mother would shout: "Lost soul? Hurry up and sleep on the kang, turn off the lights!"

Then Dad obediently pulled out the light cord, and the room fell into darkness, only the quiet but annoying sound of rain rustling outside the window——
She was a little tired from standing, and her injured leg was numb.But he didn't want to go back to bed, so he turned around and tiptoed to push the chair over and sat down in front of the window.

Yesterday was Saturday, and my son called and said he went back to Fuxin to visit his grandparents.When I asked her how she was doing, she said it was fine and she would go back during the August Festival.The son said that they had a holiday on August Festival, and they would go to grandma's house to accompany her then.

Really, my son is 23 in a flash, and I still feel that he hasn't grown up, and I always see him when he was a child.

She didn't tell her son that her leg was broken, and she didn't tell her last time, nor did she tell her parents, so as not to worry them.She reflected that everything would be fine when she went back, and they couldn't see it.

My dad is 68 this year, and my mom is [-]. They are both old. I will go back and persuade the old couple to stop planting this year for the Chinese New Year, and stop raising pigs. They will rent out the land and just stay at home and raise a few chickens in the garden. Good.What do you do after working for a lifetime, it's time to enjoy it.

I guess my dad can listen to it, but my mom can't.These two people are also interesting. A few years ago, it was my father who had the final say, covering the sky with one hand, and my mother listened to it, and fought wherever he pointed.Now it's the other way around, mom says what she says, dad listens to it, and no complaints.

It is estimated that people are like that when they are old, otherwise it is said that the wife and the wife are always together, and each supports each other half.

To be honest, when she first got married, she hated the old couple and had to ask her to find a partner at the door of the house. What happened?Find someone who doesn't do business properly, who is either gambling or whoring outside, and takes care of the children by himself.

At that time, she would rather stay in the small shop than go back to her mother's house, causing her mother to wipe her tears at home, and her father felt uncomfortable even though he didn't say anything.Of course I don’t hate it now, I hate myself for being young and ignorant when I think about it.

Fortunately, both parents are in good health and there is nothing wrong with them. This is a blessing.

It was raining, not too big, not too small, pattering.

This should be the last rain of this summer, and it will be autumn tomorrow, and it will be cooler, she thought.

It's cold, so you don't have to sweat all over the place, and it's uncomfortable to wear clothes around your body.Fortunately, I can go to the toilet by myself, otherwise I would have to be supported by Lao Tan, and it would be embarrassing and inconvenient every time.

It's also strange, I didn't feel embarrassed when I was serving him, why did he feel embarrassed when I was serving him?It's embarrassing to sleep in the same bed, hehe.

Seeing that he is fine, he is just like a normal person.

Oh, actually think about it, what's the matter, it's like a doctor seeing a patient, and it doesn't care about men and women?It's the same when I lie on the hospital bed, it's just a lump.

In this life, I owe Lao Tan a lot. I didn't become a family with him back then, so I gave him a flash.When I get divorced, people don't care about arranging a job for me, and taking care of me when I'm sick, that's fine.

To be honest, he doesn't want to look for it now, because he feels that he is sick and doesn't want to drag others down. If he wants to look for it, it's easy. Wang in Beijing is always the most suitable.

Wait for yourself—hey, what do you say, if you missed it at the beginning, you will miss it, it’s useless to think about it, cherish your present.

"Not asleep yet?"

After the soft opening of the door, Lao Tan's voice came immediately, which startled Yaru.

"No, why come back so early?" Yaru turned around and asked.

"Drink something, it's raining." Old Tan put the umbrella behind the door, and then came to Yaru.

"People drink only when it rains." Yaru said.

"I also drank a lot. Everyone knew that I was sick. No one tried to persuade me. I left when it rained. I will treat them to a meal when we leave the hospital."

"Should be."

"I thought you were asleep, so be careful when you open the door."

"Didn't sleep, it's raining and cool off, sitting here is comfortable."

"It's ten o'clock, go to sleep."

Lao Tan leaned down to help Yaru, and Yaru stood up without moving, with his hands on Lao Tan's shoulders, and his eyes looked at him tenderly.

Old Tan felt embarrassed when he was stared at, and said, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen it?"

"You're in good spirits today."

Old Tan said: "Drinking, refreshed." Then said: "Don't smoke you, you smell like wine."

Yaru deliberately leaned forward, letting the two towering and undulating mountains stick to Lao Tan's chest.

A wave of warmth came over, and Lao Tan's throat began to dry out.

"Don't provoke me, I'm drinking—"

Yaru's warm gaze turned into a charming smile, and the hands on Lao Tan's shoulders slowly moved back, slowly wrapping their arms around Lao Tan's neck.

"I just like you drinking."

"boom--"

This sentence is better than an aphrodisiac, and it instantly ignited Lao Tan.

The man domineeringly hugged the already limp woman into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her——
For a long time, the lips parted.

Both of them were panting for a long time, the cool rain couldn't restrain the sharply rising ambiguous heat, and their eyes were blurred.

"Hold me to bed." Yaru's whispering voice whispered in Lao Tan's ear, like a fire of passion.

Old Tan hugged Yaru horizontally, walked to the bed in three steps and put it down gently, then stood up reluctantly.

"Not now, wait until you recover." Lao Tan calmly said.

"It can be done." Yaru said reluctantly, blushing.

"How can I fix the cracks in the bones with my rough hands and feet? Besides, what did the doctor say when he asked, saying that you were let by a pig?"

"Go, sleep on your bed!"

"Come on—"

(End of this chapter)