This female barber is very skilled

Chapter 400

"Huh? It's delicious!"

Before Tang Qing opened his eyes, he smelled a strong smell of meat.

Last night, Tang Qing first lay down on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

After inspecting the scars left by the major surgery on her body, Tang Qing was depressed. She wanted to go to bed and cry, but the photo of her and her dead husband hanging on the bed fell off, covering her body impartially. body, I didn't dare to move around, and I couldn't move all of a sudden, after all, the injury hadn't healed yet.

The amazing thing is that Tang Qing actually fell asleep under the cover of that group photo, and it was almost dawn when he woke up.

Through the morning light coming in through the window, Tang Qing faintly felt that there was something strange about the group photo, and she stretched out her hand to take a look. She was so frightened that she sat up and took a closer look. She didn't feel any pain during the whole process.

In the morning light, Tang Qing saw that the group photo was blank, without her and her dead husband, it became a blank sheet of paper.And the scars on his body were all covered with a layer of colorful things, so they were no longer so ugly.

There was a clanging sound outside the bedroom, probably Xiaoqiang was busy in the kitchen.Tang Qing hurriedly stood up, put on his clothes, released the inner lock of the bedroom door that was originally locked, and went to bed and lay down again.

After this series of movements, Tang Qing still didn t feel any pain, and seemed very relaxed.

Tang Qing fell asleep again with ease, and when he woke up, he smelled a strong smell of meat.

"Qing'er, did you sleep well?"

Mom poked her head over to ask Tang Qing.

Tang Qing blinked and replied with a smile:

"Okay, sleep till dawn."

"Are you hungry? I'll feed you some chicken soup."

Mom picked up a big bowl on the bedside table.

"I'm going to wash up first, it's a bit uncomfortable to not take a bath for such a long time."

Tang Qing lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

"Don't, don't, don't get up, I'll wipe you off."

Tang Qing's mother didn't care to put down the big bowl in her hand, and stretched out her other hand to stop Tang Qing. The big bowl of chicken soup almost spilled on the bed.

Tang Qing took a large bowl of chicken soup from his mother and put it on the bedside table, then pushed away his mother's hand blocking her, got out of bed lightly, and walked to the closet to find a change of clothes.

"you you you……"

Tang Qing's mother watched Tang Qing's series of actions dumbfounded, inconceivable.

Tang Qing walked out of the bedroom with a change of clothes in his hands, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the cold water faucet.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Tang Qing's father was completely taken aback when he heard the sound of "squeaking" water coming from the bathroom.

"Xiaoqiang's grandma, what happened to Qing'er?"

Eunuch Tang Qing poked his head into the bedroom to ask Tang Qing's mother.

Tang Qing's mother was still in a daze, as if she couldn't hear Eunuch Tang Qing's question.

"Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, aren't you happy that mom is recovering? Come on, sit down and eat the fried rice cakes I made."

Xiaoqiang was not surprised at all, and happily came to invite the three old people.

The three old people didn't seem to hear Xiaoqiang's shout, and they remained motionless in place.

"Well, it's comfortable. Xiaoqiang, do you know how to make fried rice cakes? I have to eat a big bowl later."

Tang Qing walked out of the bathroom, his whole body was steaming.Seeing my father and father-in-law still stunned at the door of the bathroom and the bedroom, he said with a smile:

"What are you still doing here? Your nephew and grandson made such delicious fried rice cakes, go over and eat them."

"you?!"

"you you?!"

Seeing Tang Qing coming out, Tang Qing's father and father-in-law hurriedly backed away, with expressions of surprise no less than what monster they saw?

After Tang Qing put the changed clothes into the washing machine, he went back to the bedroom and dried his hair with a hair dryer. Seeing his mother staring at her suspiciously, he first blown her hair a few times with the hair dryer.

"You, you, what are you doing? You, you, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Qing's mother ran out of the bedroom in a panic.

"Hahaha……"

Tang Qing's silver bell-like laughter resounded through the hut with the whirring of the hair dryer, sweeping away the silence and haze that had been in the hut for many days.

After cleaning up, Tang Qing walked out of the bedroom and came to the dining table.

"Xiaoqiang, how do you make fried rice cakes for breakfast?"

"Mom, here's dinner."

"Dinner? Is it evening? I slept all day?"

"Yeah, Qing, is there something wrong with your brain? You've been sleeping all day, and now you're like this, it scares my mother to death."

Tang Qing's mother finally came to her senses, walked to Tang Qing's side, and reached out to press Tang Qing's forehead.

Tang Qing took the initiative to put his forehead in front of his mother, and asked with a smile:

"Is it a high fever of over 40 degrees?"

"Just kidding with my mother, say, are you really well?"

"What do you say?"

"How do I know? What are you doing so crazy?"

"Am I crazy? How about you send me to the Fifth People's Hospital?"

"Okay, I'll call 120 right away."

Tang Qing's father took out his phone.

Tang Qing snatched his father's mobile phone and threw it on the dining table.

"Can your broken cell phone still work? The Fifth People's Hospital is going to go and you should go with me. I think your mental illness is more serious than mine."

As Tang Qing said, he sat on a chair and picked up a bowl full of fried rice cakes and began to eat it.

"Qing, you, you, are you really alright?"

Eunuch Tang Qing came over cautiously to ask Tang Qing.

Tang Qing raised his head, and while chewing the fried rice cakes in his mouth, he vaguely responded to Gongdao:
"Do you think I have something else to do?"

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine."

Eunuch Tang Qing sat down on the chair next to him, picked up his chopsticks and ate fried rice cakes.

"Mom and Dad, why don't you eat it? Are you looking down on my Xiaoqiang? His fried rice cakes are no worse than yours."

"Yes, yes, I still can't make it so delicious, my Xiaoqiang is really amazing!"

"Thank you grandpa for the compliment. You can eat more, there is still in the pot. Grandpa and grandma, if you don't like my fried rice cakes, how about I cook for you."

"No, no, no, the fried rice cakes made by Xiaoqiang look delicious."

"That's right, the fried rice cakes made by our Xiaoqiang are full of color and fragrance."

Tang Qing's mother and father sat down and picked up chopsticks.

"Dad, Dad, you don't need to go to the People's Barbershop from tomorrow, I will go by myself."

Tang Qing was more energetic after eating half a bowl of fried rice cakes.

"Will you go by yourself?"

"Are you physically able?"

Tang Qing's father and father-in-law couldn't believe it.

"Those who can eat a bowl of fried rice cakes, do you think they can do it?"

Tang Qing quickly finished the remaining half bowl of fried rice cakes, and wiped his mouth.

"Well, as long as you say yes, you can't listen to our advice anyway."

Tang Qing's father curled his lips and buried himself in eating fried rice cakes.

Tang Qing's mother and father-in-law were not in the mood to eat any more, so they put down their chopsticks to persuade Tang Qing:
"Qing'er, you should rest for a while. You have been injured for a hundred days. You have undergone major surgery."

"Yeah, Qing, you may feel better now, but it's definitely not enough to really move."

"Mom, Dad, don't worry, my own body knows it, and I will never be brave."

"Huh, I won't be brave, I won't be brave, which time is not the fault of being brave?"

Tang Qing's father finished the last bite of fried rice cakes, slapped his chopsticks on the dining table, stood up abruptly, turned and walked out the door.

"Hey, hey, there is a rule when eating at my house. You must wash the dishes and chopsticks you have used, otherwise you will never leave my house."

Tang Qing went over to hold his father.

"You, you, you are messing around. I never wash the dishes in my own house. You still want me to wash the dishes in your house?"

"Who told you to sit down and eat without asking about the rules of my house?"

"Who knew there was such a rule in your house? You didn't stick it on the wall?"

"Xiaoqiang, go over and write on a piece of paper, and stick this rule on the wall."

"Mom, what are you writing?"

"Wash the dishes and chopsticks you have used yourself."

"okay!"

Xiaoqiang really ran into his small room, picked up a brush and brushed, wrote and pasted according to what Tang Qing said.

"Xiaoqiang, read it to your grandfather."

"Grandpa, listen carefully, the bowls and chopsticks I have used..."

Before Xiaoqiang finished reading, there was a hasty knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)