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Chapter 127

Chapter 127 The dead duck has a tough mouth

Jiang Huizhi came back soon, still kicking Old Hu's door, and holding in her hand the hot fried buns and fried dough sticks she had just bought.

Meng Yao and the others had just left, and when she came back, Old Man Hu was in a bad mood. He didn't even raise his head, but buried himself in the bowl and slurped away.

Jiang Huizhi didn't even bother talking to old man Hu, who had many directors. He carried the buns into the kitchen, scooped out a bowl of hot spicy soup and brought it out.

Of course, this spicy soup must be paired with fried buns and fried dough sticks.

Old Man Hu was suffocating in his heart. When he saw her coming, he immediately chased her away, "Go away, go away, don't come to my place!"

How could Jiang Huizhi listen to him? The angrier others were, the happier she was. Holding Old Man Hu's bowl, she sat directly opposite him.

"What's wrong with me just coming here?"

"Old Man Sun? Old Man Sun? Where is he?"

Old Man Hu screamed at the top of his lungs, and Jiang Huizhi sneered, "You scream, you scream again, you scream louder, do you think anyone responds?"

Old Man Hu later realized that Old Man Sun had gone to the hospital and frowned, "You wait, you wait for him to come back, don't you think I won't drag him to your house!"

Jiang Huizhi put the spoon into the bowl and made a "dong" sound, "Old man Hu, can you say something else?"

Old Man Hu really didn't dare to say anything anymore. Jiang Huizhi was so crazy. If he really offended her, he might do something!

He blew out a few breaths from his nose and continued to drink the soup.

While drinking, he remembered the buns he bought from Meng Yao in the morning, and stood up to get them.

The buns are already cold, but it's okay. You can soak them in spicy soup.

Old Man Hu soaked one and the bowl was about to overflow, so he put the other aside and happily ate the steamed buns in spicy soup.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a bite, the steamed buns he placed on the table next to him were suddenly taken away by someone.

"My buns!"

"What a delicious bun, are you worthy of being so satisfied?"

"Give it to me, this is mine. Didn't Old Man Hu send it to you in the morning? You give it to..."

Jiang Huizhi calmly stuffed the bun into her mouth and said without changing her expression: "You mean the bun behind my front door? I fed it to the dog!"

"This bun seems to taste really good!"

Old Man Hu felt his heart aching, "Those are the buns I bought. It's fine if Old Man Hu snatches them away. You're still feeding the dog. Do you know what waste is?"

Jiang Huizhi said coolly, "I don't know!"

Then he asked: "What do those two people in your house do? Don't tell me that they are the cooks you invited back. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me!"

Old Man Hu and Jiang Huizhi, including Old Man Sun, are old acquaintances. The reason why Jiang Huizhi lives in this small town is arranged by Old Man Hu.

The two got divorced, and Jiang Huizhi couldn't go back to her husband's house, let alone her parents' house. With nowhere to go, she came to seek refuge with Mr. Hu.

Old Man Hu felt soft-hearted for a moment and arranged a place for her to live. Little did he know that the arrangement would cause trouble!

Old Man Hu didn't want to talk to Jiang Huizhi, but he also knew that if he didn't talk, Jiang Huizhi would definitely not leave and would be powerless.

"My mother has a backache, and she couldn't wait for Old Man Sun to see a doctor, so she came to me and gave me some plasters. Did you see it? This is a reward. Don't worry, I didn't have any bad ideas against your Old Man Sun."

Jiang Huizhi snorted, "You do know how to do business."

Old Man Hu's beard curled up, "No, the two of them still don't know that Old Man Hu lives next door. If they knew, they would definitely not leave so casually!"

"You see, when they find out, they will come to beg me. Then I can make whatever demands I want. I will accept gifts in the name of Old Man Sun. Do you care?"

Jiang Huizhi's smile fell, she threw the bun into the bowl, picked up the bowl and left.

Old Man Hu looked at her back and couldn't help but hum.

She has such a hard mouth and a soft heart, and speaks so harshly. It has nothing to do with her whether she is alive or dead. Why doesn't she take care of it as soon as something happens? But she still doesn't admit it.

Humph, you damn duck has a tough mouth.

Meng Yao held the plaster in his hand and walked with Qi Boyan to the hospital.

Jiang Wenlei was guarding the hospital and didn't know what was going on, but he still wanted to take a look anyway.

After going to the hospital, I have to buy vegetables and meat, and then I have to go back to make lunch, so I can't waste a moment.

Meng Yao felt that time was tight and walked very fast. Qi Boyan seemed to be walking slowly and leisurely, but he walked side by side with her from beginning to end.

His steps were one step and a few steps ahead of hers.

"Go slower!"

Qi Boyan couldn't help but speak when he saw Meng Yao walking so fast and in such a hurry, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Reflexively, her hand reached into her pocket to take out his handkerchief.

Later I remembered that his handkerchief was still with Meng Yao.

It seems that I need to prepare a few more pieces in the future.

Meng Yao wiped his sweat and looked at the high sun, "Why is it so hot today? It's so hot!"

Qi Boyan, who hadn't sweated a drop from morning to night: "..."

"It's so hot. I want to eat cold noodles, cucumbers, sour plum soup, and ice cream..."

Qi Boyan was silent, "Whatever you need, we can buy it later!"

Meng Yao's eyes lit up, "Yes, you have a car. If we go faster, we should be able to eat when we get back!"

Qi Boyan moved his thin lips, but did not say that the car had been driven away by Tao Feng. He just nodded with his lips raised, "Yeah!"

"Let's go, let's go quickly. Let's go home early after finishing our errands!"

"That kid Qi Wenye should go to school. If you dare not go, go over and beat him!"

"I don't know if Dr. Sun can be hired? And this plaster, it should work, right?"

In the soft voice of Meng Yao, he walked to the medical center.

They came too early in the morning and saw no one. There were quite a few people lined up at the door.

And Jiang Wenlei was still standing outside, next to that special tricycle, one person and one person, drying in the bright sun outside.

"Brother Jiang!"

Meng Yao took the plaster and said hello.

There was no place to put the plaster. Qi Boyan wanted to help him get it, but Meng Yao didn't give it to him. He just grabbed it in his hand, and his hands smelled of plaster.

When Jiang Wenlei saw the two people, he bent his straight body and pushed the tricycle next to him all the way over.

"Qi Gong, I've already asked. If the patient needs to see a doctor, he won't be able to get a phone number until next week! It's not allowed to jump in line, add a phone number, or buy a phone number, and..."

Jiang Wenlei paused and looked at Meng Yao, "That Doctor Sun is the man who queued up to buy buns and bought the last bun."

"ah?"

Meng Yao was shocked, "Isn't that the one next door to the old man?"

She looked at the plaster in her hand and didn't know what expression to make.

She suspected that the old man didn't tell them on purpose.

But according to what the old man said, it seems there is no use telling him.

"How about we go back and ask the old man? Although he said it's useless, I always think he has a way."

Qi Boyan's dark eyes moved slightly.

He had checked Dr. Sun, and naturally knew more than Meng Yao. Thinking of the strangeness between Dr. Sun and the aunt across from him, he was sure of the aunt's identity.

He thought for a moment and then said slowly: "There's no rush in this matter! It's the same as waiting until we get the number next week before bringing my mother here. If we really ask for help from someone, it might be counterproductive. Don't forget what the old man said."

? ? I’ll see if I can get another 10,000 tomorrow. If I’m wrong, I’ll correct it tomorrow. Waiting until 12:30 is too tiring.

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