pastoral beggar woman

Chapter 157 The Crazy Old Man (9)
In Ah Chen's heart, his own wife has always been omnipotent, just like Chen Ming, who broke her marriage and damaged her reputation and became a laughing stock, was almost deprived of his function, just like the few villagers in the town who have heard from other villagers Just like the news that the gangster was crippled and almost lost his life, anyone who dared to provoke them would always be punished by her.

While being proud of Qin Shuang, Ah Chen swore secretly that he would work hard to improve his abilities in the future, and he couldn't let his wife do everything, but he, a big man, hid behind her and was protected by her.

"Shuang girl! Qin Tian, ​​Ah Chen! I'm hungry, old man, isn't the meal ready? I'm starving to death—!"

The mad old man's angry shout came from outside the courtyard, Ah Chen's eyelids twitched, and he ground his teeth secretly, "The old man's voice doesn't sound like someone who just escaped from death at all!"

Qin Shuang smiled and put the freshly made vegetable porridge into bowls, took out the side dishes made by Aunt Zhang, and her pickled sweet and sour radishes and poured them into small plates, "Isn't this very good, it means that he really There are real materials, even with such a serious injury, there is still so much vitality. Let's go, don't use food to gag his mouth, and I don't know how long he will be arguing."

"I'm coming."

The two went to deliver food to the crazy old man together, while Qin Tian went to stare at the re-fried soup.

The crazy old man was quite resentful about having to continue to drink porridge, but he also knew that no matter how bad he was, they would not give him food in exchange, so he could only drink it with a bitter face. Who made him hungry!But girl Qin Shuang's craftsmanship is really good, she can make ordinary vegetable porridge extremely delicious, much more delicious than the porridge from big restaurants in the city that I have eaten before!
Maybe it's really like what A-Chen said, he got a big deal, he can cook a bowl of porridge like that, but he can imagine how delicious other things are.

The crazy old man sniffed while eating, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "It smells delicious outside, what are you doing delicious? Hmph, old man, I can only drink porridge, but you guys cook it yourself, you really have no conscience. "

"We're fine if you're injured. Could it be that we have to drink porridge with you?" Ah Chen said triumphantly, "Shuangshuang made braised carp in braised pork, stewed pork vermicelli, and garlic eggplant. Of course it's delicious! It's a pity that you don't have that kind of food, and we have to keep these dishes for ourselves."

The crazy old man felt that Ah Chen deserved a beating, thinking in his heart how he would torture him after his injury was healed, but the movements of his hands never stopped, he quickly finished off the porridge in his hand as if he had been hungry for several days, and then I don't plan to serve it in a small bowl, just bring the whole casserole over to the casserole and eat it.

"Shuang girl, you said that when I recover from my injury, you will make good food for me. You must keep your word."

"of course."

"I'll bear it for the past few days! When the injury is stable, I have to eat a big meal!"

Qin Shuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the crazy old man's expression of enduring humiliation, so he could only say, "At that time, I will sit down with a table of good food and give you a toothbrush sacrifice."

The crazy old man's frown was finally relaxed.

Qin Shuang could also see that this crazy old man had unprecedented enthusiasm for eating, and he never stopped eating, and if he didn't give it, he would be shameless. He is a foodie who loves food.

On the contrary, Ah Chen couldn't respect the crazy old man because of his unscrupulous appearance, even if he knew that he might really be quite powerful.

"Is anyone at home—? Is there anyone? Is this the home of the bamboo rice stall?"

There was a polite but unfamiliar shout from outside, and the three people in the room paused at the same time. The crazy old man moved his ears, and soon continued to eat, saying vaguely: "I didn't come to trouble me, it seems I'm looking for you."

"Well, it should be." They said they were looking for a stall selling rice in bamboo tubes, so they came here for them. Do you know if it's another wave of trouble, or there is another purpose.

"Old man, you can eat first, Ah Chen and I will go over and have a look."

The crazy old man waved his hand casually, signaling them to be casual. A pair of chopsticks quickly picked up the sweet and sour radish pieces, eating to their satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)