Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 16
On Songbai Street, a tall and thin man came out of Duan's small courtyard and went straight into the Chinese medicine shop opposite.

His name is Lu Changqing, and the old man who sees Granny Duan during the day is his own grandfather.

At this time, the old man was still sitting on the teacher's chair at the door of the shop, seeing him coming back, he immediately asked: "Is the old lady dead?"

"He's in good health, I can't die." Lu Changqing didn't even look at the old man, went around to get two bottles of medicinal oil and was about to leave, but the old man blocked his way with a walking stick, "Grandpa is talking to you, you What an attitude!"

"Grandpa, you're eighty years old, and young people's twists and turns are not suitable for you. You're really worried that the old lady will just go and watch. Why do you want me to stand guard at the door, and you're afraid that the fat girl won't recognize you?" I'm a doctor, and it doesn't take much electricity to turn on such a big lamp!"

"A grown-up's business, you little brat knows nothing!"

Lu Changqing simply put down the medicinal oil, "Then do you still want to see this leg?"

The old man, who was supposed to be domineering, immediately put away his crutches, "Healthy parents, don't ask me about your own affairs." After speaking, he stood up and walked towards the backyard.

"The thing that was supposed to be 2 minutes dragged on for a day, and this old lady has to lie on the bed for another three to five days. I don't know what you want to do..." Lu Changqing complained without hesitation. Pick up the medicinal oil and go to Duan's house.

In the small courtyard, Zhou Huilan didn't dare to delay, after all, it was really getting late.

She has used both the briquette stove and liquefied petroleum gas, but she has never used the wood-burning stove outside the kitchen. After several puffs of smoke, she managed to ignite a little spark, but it was quickly extinguished as soon as it was thrown into the stove.

After doing this twice, even though Zhou Huilan was full of passion, she was also a little discouraged.

Just at this time, the door was pushed open, and it was Lu Changqing who had gone to get the medicinal oil, and came back.

As soon as he entered the yard, he coughed a few times due to the thick smoke, and noticed that Zhou Huilan couldn't light the fire here, so he walked over without hesitation, first pulled out a few firewood from Zhou Huilan's stuffed firewood, and then pulled out the firewood from the stove. A piece of cloth and thin grass was pulled out from under the firewood by the stage, rolled up and handed to Zhou Huilan's face.

"ignition."

The voice is crisp and sharp.

Zhou Huilan, who was belatedly aware of it, quickly lit a match, and the ball of grass was ignited and quickly threw it into the stove. Lu Changqing quickly added two more sticks of firewood, and then clapped his hands and stood up.

"Thank you, my name is Zhou Huilan!" Zhou Huilan stretched out her generous palm, with the corners of her mouth raised, her face full of kindness.

It wasn't a pretty face, the facial features were sunken into the flesh, and it was even more wrinkled when he smiled, but Lu Changqing was stunned.

I always feel that I have seen this face somewhere, but I can't remember it at all when I think about it carefully.

The man's non-response made Zhou Huilan a little embarrassed, but after all, she was still in her 50s, so she withdrew her hand in embarrassment and prepared to continue cooking.

"Lu Changqing."

When Zhou Huilan turned around again, the man had already strode into the room.

The fire in the stove quickly dried up the pot, Zhou Huilan didn't have time to be surprised, she hurried into the kitchen and brought out the beaten eggs just now, and poured a spoonful of oil into the bottom of the pot first.

Time is short, and she doesn't plan to make those complicated things, so she is going to make pimple egg soup.

The pot quickly heated up, and the beaten eggs were poured in along the side of the pot, and quickly swelled up like a cloud. Before the eggs were fully formed, Zhou Huilan took the chopsticks and swiped down a few times, and the eggs fell into small pieces, followed by Then I threw some minced garlic down, and a tempting aroma of eggs and garlic filled the yard.

Zhou Huilan couldn't help but took a few deep breaths, poured three bowls of water down, and then closed the pot tightly.

In the room, Lu Changqing had already helped Grandma Duan's knee to reset, but the swollen calf was not so easy to get rid of due to blood blockage.

Originally, this was a matter of ten seconds for him and grandpa, but the old man didn't know what was going on today, he kicked the old lady out early in the morning, and now he asked himself to show his courtesy.

After rubbing the medicine oil along the tendons for a dozen times, Granny Duan's complexion improved a lot.

Zhou Huilan, who came into the room to see the situation, was already surrounded by the halo given to Lu Changqing by that scumbag Wang Jianye during the day. Seeing such a short effort, the old lady's face turned bloody, and she admired Lu Changqing even more, "Doctor Lu, you are really amazing!" .”

"It should." Lu Changqing put away the medicated oil and wiped his hands, stood up indifferently and prepared to leave.

But as soon as he got out of the smell of medicinal oil that filled the room and walked to the porch, he smelled a fragrant garlic smell, which was neither greasy nor greasy, which made him feel a little hungry.

Somewhat forgetful, he walked a few steps quickly along the scent, only then did he realize that the scent came from the stove of the woman who couldn't light the fire just now.

Lu Changqing couldn't believe it.

It happened that Zhou Huilan came out to pay him the consultation fee. Seeing Lu Changqing staring at the pot, she asked out of politeness: "Doctor Lu, have you eaten yet?"

"Gollum..."

Lu Changqing's stomach responded very cooperatively.

The words were hurried, and Zhou Huilan continued to be polite: "Cheap tea and light food, why don't you stay and have some food together?"

Lu Changqing immediately frowned, and just when Zhou Huilan thought that he had refused to see off the guests, she heard the man's loud "Okay!"

This crisp answer made Zhou Huilan think in a trance that what she was stewing in her pot was delicacies such as Buddha Jumping over the Wall, not a bowl of egg lump soup.

She also wanted to make it richer, but there were only a few things at home.

Reluctantly waiting for the water to boil, I added half a bowl of water, threw in half a bowl of chopped green vegetables, added salt and soy sauce, and then stirred the stirred noodles into the pot bit by bit.

One bowl for mother-in-law, one bowl for Yaoyao, one bowl for Dr. Lu, and the remaining half bowl at the bottom of the pot is a bit burnt, that's her dinner.

White, green, yellow, looking bland and delicious, Zhou Huilan was quite satisfied with her dinner arrangement.

It's just that Dr. Lu's bowl was added, which made her feel uncertain.

Didn't it mean that most doctors are obsessed with cleanliness, so they eat at other people's homes so casually?

But she was the one who asked, and she agreed, so it would be inappropriate to refuse.

Zhou Huilan could only bite the bullet and brought the meal over.

In the morning, the stool from the second-hand market was brought out, and Yaoyao used the chair in the mother-in-law's room as a table. The little girl didn't need adults to worry about eating, and the mother-in-law also ate by herself leaning on the bedpost.

Only Lu Changqing frowned while holding the bowl of egg noodles, as if it was not for food, but a bowl of poison.

"Doctor Lu, why don't you... I'll take you to the snack street. What do you like to eat? I'll treat you?" Zhou Huilan thought it was because the food was so poor that it was hard to swallow.

Unexpectedly, Lu Changqing shook his head, then picked up the pimple soup in the bowl with chopsticks, and gulped down it like a train.

Yaoyao, who was eating quietly at first, seemed to be provoked when she heard the movement, she picked up the bowl and "snoru" loudly...

For a while, there were "snoring" one after another in the corridor, not to mention how lively it was.

Lu Changqing came out of Duan's house again, and the small light at the entrance of the traditional Chinese medicine hall had already been extinguished.

He entered the door under the moonlight, bolted the door from the inside, and walked briskly to the back room, only to find that grandpa was still lying on the rocking chair under the patio.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Have you eaten?"

The old man's words made Lu Changqing cover his mouth after knowing it, and then realized that he had no silver 300 taels here, so he was about to go back to his room with his hands behind his back.

But the old man followed.

"You really ate! What's delicious? You actually eat at such a late hour! Did you bring it to grandpa?"

Lu Changqing refused to answer, and wanted to close the door, but the old man put his foot against the door, and he didn't dare to force it.

Seeing that Grandpa's hands were all on his mouth, Lu Changqing hurriedly shouted: "Miss Xu must lie on the bed for at least a week!"

Taking advantage of the old man's distraction, he slammed the door tightly with a "bang!"

(End of this chapter)