Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

Wu Chi answered with a good voice. Xia Feng followed him outside and said, "I'll go too."

Wuxi glanced at him: "what are you going to do?"

He turned to Jiang Feng and said, "cut slowly. Go with the second one and check them. Those that are dark and too small. Don't. the second one is a jumping cat. It's unreliable."

"Hey." Jiang Feng answered, put down his knife, went into the kitchen and washed his hands. Wu Chi took Xia Feng's car key and drove out.

"Slow down," Wuxi called after the door.

Xia Feng was amused. It's really a long sister like a mother, but I have to admit that Wu Qian is really a good sister.

Wuxi turned around and glanced at him: "what are you laughing at?"

"No laughing." Xia Feng shook his head.

Wu Qian giggled and looked outside. At this time, the door was not opened, only a small door was opened. There were hurried pedestrians in the street.

"Help me move the table upstairs." Wuxi turned and went upstairs.

Xia Feng followed up and went upstairs. Wu Qian suddenly turned around and hugged Xia Feng. Xia Feng was stunned, but Wu Qian's flaming lips had come together and the two kissed.

Wu Qian leaned against the table and kissed for a while. She suddenly turned around. She was wearing a red dress with a wide skirt. At this time, she slapped it on her back. Her hand supported the table and turned to look at Xia Feng.

Xia Feng rushed to his head, regardless of anything, and rushed up directly

When Jiang Feng and Wu Chi came back, Wu Qian was still clearing the accounts. Xia Feng clamped the snail tail in the back. Wu Chi came in and said, "Xiao Feng, let me help you."

"OK." Xia Feng replied, "your technique is better. I'm much slower."

Then, listening to Jiang Feng talking to Wu Qian in front of him, "the chicken claws are good this time. I specially picked them. The boss is still creaky. I ignored him. He doesn't sell miscellaneous goods in the vegetable market alone. Creaky. I won't buy him next time."

"All right." Wu Qian said impatiently, "put it down. Cut the vegetables slowly, fry the vegetables first, get a chicken claw, and then fry a chicken offal."

"Just stir fry chicken offal." Jiangfeng is more economical.

Wuxi's voice suddenly rose and said, "you can't eat poor."

The river wind stopped squeaking and seemed to mutter again. Although Xia Feng's ears were sharp, he didn't hear it clearly.

Wu Chi made a face at Xia Feng and whispered, "stingy."

Xia Feng couldn't help laughing.

Xia Feng helped in the store when he was free. Now his business is getting better and better. He has basically stabilized at about 5000. Wu Qian said he would hire someone. Xia Feng volunteered to help for the time being.

Close the door around 12 o'clock. There are no guests. Close it earlier. If there are guests, close it later, but generally it won't exceed a little. It's said to be a nightclub, but you don't want to do it all night. It's too bad to do it all night. The most important thing is that after 11 o'clock, there are not many guests. The most popular time is 78 o'clock.

Xia Feng sent the three Wuqian home first, and then went back by himself. This has always been the case.

Xia Feng said, "what's up, brother Zhang?"

Zhang Jie said: "for those with spinal injury, the bones are connected, but the nerves have no feeling. Is there any effect of massage?"

"It depends on the situation." Xia Feng said, "some are effective, some are not, but generally speaking, the earlier the treatment, the better."

"Are you free now? Go to see someone with me." Zhang Jie's tone was eager.

"Free." Xia Feng agreed.

"That's good." Zhang Jieyi was also happy: "let me pick you up and report your specific location."

Xia Feng reported his position. Within ten minutes, Zhang Jie's car came. The license plate of Audi. Xia Feng waited at the door of the store and saw Zhang Jie wave: "here."

He turned to Wu Qian and said, "a friend asked me for something. I'll go first."

"OK." Wuxi looked at the license plate and nodded.

Xia Feng gets on the bus. Zhang Jie is impatient. The car suddenly drives out.

At this time, Jiang Feng just fried the dishes and brought them out. When he saw that Xia Feng had left, he shouted, "how can I go?"

"There's something wrong with him," said Wuxi. "Let's eat first."

"He has a lot to do." Jiang Feng muttered.

"Where do you get so much nonsense?" Wuxi glared.

At this time, Yu pangzi, who opened a small supermarket opposite, came over, looked at the dishes on the table and shouted, "it's very rich."

Wu Xi smiled: "have you eaten boss Yu? Let's have a drink."

"I've eaten, you eat." Yu pangzi took a toothpick in his hand and picked his teeth. His fat body leaned against the wall of the door. When he saw Wu Qian setting the food, he said, "who is the Xiaofeng who often comes to your store to help?"

"My second son is a friend." Wuxi glanced at him. "They have a good relationship."

"Your second son has made a good friend." Yu pangzi picked out a piece of shredded meat, passed it twice on the tip of his tongue and spit it out, but he seemed reluctant to give up. He looked at that bit of shredded meat falling on the road and took back his eyes.

"What's the matter?" asked Wuxi, hearing what he said.