"Impossible, if you hadn't told your dad anything, why was your dad acting weird today? Your sister and I have eyes that are not eyes, and noses that are not noses?" Ding Jiayi pulled Qiao Nan to prevent Qiao Nan from leaving.
On the road in front of the hospital again, she was pulled back by Ding Jiayi. Somehow, the shadow of being hit by a car in her previous life suddenly enveloped Qiao Nan. Qiao Nan's face suddenly changed: "Mom, you are enough."
What's wrong with my dad? You have to be so unforgiving?! Also, if you really have something to say, you can't say it when you get home, but do you have to say it on the street?!"
Qiao Nan's fierce attitude shocked Ding Jiayi.
Ding Jiayi was stunned, Qiao Nan slapped Ding Jiayi's hand away, turned around and ran away, distanced herself from Ding Jiayi in a missionary manner.
"You..." Looking at Qiao Nan's running back, Ding Jiayi was about to chase after her, but was startled when she heard the sound of a car horn.
Watching the car pass in front of her at an extremely fast speed, Ding Jiayi patted her chest with a pale face. One thing Qiao Nan really said was right. Next time if you have anything to say, you must not do it on the road.
explain.
Didn't Lao Qiao end up in the hospital just because he was hit by a car?
After Ding Jiayi returned to Qiao's house, the first thing she did was to go to the back stove and open the pot to get something to eat. Who knew that the back stove was clean and there was not even a bowl of cold rice: "Qiao Nan, you are not
Have you cooked shredded chicken porridge? Where is the porridge?"
How much did Lao Qiao drink? How could one chicken cook just one bowl of porridge?
"Drink it for my dad." Qiao Nan said coolly.
"Impossible, one chicken only cooked two bowls of porridge. Who are you kidding? With your sister's small appetite, it's impossible to finish the porridge. Where did you put the porridge?" Ding Jiayi made a good calculation.
, she asked Qiao Zijin to come back first, thinking that she would let Qiao Zijin heat up the porridge cooked by Qiao Nan.
She didn't like Qiao Nan, but she was very positive about Qiao Nan's cooking skills.
So she was thinking of letting Qiao Zijin come back and drink a few bowls of shredded chicken porridge to fill his stomach before going to the hospital to take care of Qiao Dongliang.
When she comes back, she can drink all the rest.
I heard Qiao Dongliang say how delicious the porridge was before, but Ding Jiayi was actually greedy for it too.
"A chicken?" Qiao Nan had a sarcastic smile on her face: "What's the situation in our family? How can I have the money to buy a chicken? I told him in the hospital that it was gone. All the food I cooked was given to my dad.
Drink it!”
"Really gone??" Ding Jiayi's eyes widened: "Then what did your sister eat when she comes back?"
"How do I know? My sister has hands and feet, and she always makes some food for herself. If you want to know what my sister ate, just ask my sister."
"You..." Ding Jiayi was completely dumbfounded: "Your sister knows she cares about me, why don't you feel sorry for me at all? I am your mother. I had to endure so much hardship to give birth to you. When I got home, you couldn't even warm your mouth."
Won’t you give it to me?”
Ding Jiayi was waiting for Qiao Nan to serve her dinner.
"Are you hungry?" Qiao Nan thought for a while and ran out immediately. Within half an hour, Qiao Nan came back with four large white steamed buns and a box of green pepper and potato shreds: "Eat."
Ding Jiayi was really hungry, so she didn't care about anything with Qiao Nan. She grabbed the steamed bun, sandwiched the shredded potatoes, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
Ding Jiayi's appetite has increased since she started working. Ding Jiayi originally wanted to eat three steamed buns, but what she didn't expect was that Qiao Nan was not slow at all. The four steamed buns were divided equally between the two of them, two for each.
After eating and drinking enough, Ding Jiayi took a shower, then collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
At dawn, Ding Jiayi got up and had to rush to work. Before going out, she told Qiao Nan: "Before you go to the hospital to take over your sister's shift, wash your sister's and my clothes."
After saying this, Ding Jiayi left.
Qiao Nan yawned and washed her clothes neatly. As for Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zijin, Qiao Nan said she didn't see anything.
Just after drying the clothes, a voice came from the door. Qiao Nan hurriedly greeted him: "Brother Zhai?"
Seeing that Zhai Sheng came today and brought half a chicken and a bag of vegetables, Qiao Nan opened the door and asked Zhai Sheng to come in.
"I also brought mushrooms today, and you can cook them into the porridge together." After Zhai Sheng handed the chicken and mushrooms to Qiao Nan, he sat down generously, with a comfortable and familiar look, as if he was back at home.
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"Okay." Qiao Nan didn't look back. She carried the chicken and stewed it until it was fragrant and thick. Then she tore the cooked chicken into pieces and put them into the porridge.
There are mushrooms today, so the shredded chicken porridge tastes better than yesterday.
Only the last step was left to slowly cook the porridge. Qiao Nan wiped her hands, sat opposite Zhai Sheng and said: "Brother Zhai, are you full just by drinking porridge? Although the food outside is not very delicious now, but you
I don’t look like a picky person, it’s actually quite simple to just buy some food, I came back late yesterday, so that’s what I did.”
"It's okay." Zhai Sheng lied without changing his face.
"There's no one in your family?" Qiao Nan tilted her head and looked at Zhai Sheng in confusion.
In fact, Qiao Nan was unwilling to accept what Zhai Sheng gave her. After all, she still owed the boss Zhai Sheng a sum of money.
Early yesterday morning, Zhai Sheng took a long time to peel the chicken, ran to Qiao's house, and asked Qiao Nan if she knew how to cook.
This time when he came back, there was no one in the Zhai family, so no one cooked for him. He asked Qiao Nan if she could help him cook porridge. He suddenly wanted to drink porridge.
Qiao Nan had no other skills, so it was no problem to make something to eat, so she agreed and cooked a pot of shredded chicken porridge with half a chicken. Except for the ones that were taken away by Zhai Sheng, Qiao Nan drank the whole meal after Zhai Sheng shouted at her.
A big bowl, and then brought a thermos bottle to Qiao Dongliang to drink.
"No." Zhai Sheng didn't even raise his eyes and automatically blocked the existence of Zhai Hua, his biological sister.
Although Zhai Hua is at home, Zhai Hua doesn't know how to cook, so he and she are not the same.
"The porridge seems to be almost ready. Brother Zhai, do you want to take it back directly?"
"No, I'm hungry. Give me a bowl first, and I'll take it away after I drink it."
"Okay." This time, without Zhai Sheng's explanation, Qiao Nan directly filled two bowls, one for Zhai Sheng and one for herself.
Yesterday, Qiao Nan didn't serve it to herself. Then Zhai Sheng looked at Qiao Nan and asked, "You want to watch me drink?"
Qiao Nan also felt that it was too embarrassing, so she had a drink with Zhai Sheng.
After eating a bowl of shredded chicken porridge, Qiao Nan felt very comfortable all over her body. Sure enough, being full was a very happy thing: "Brother Zhai, I have already served the porridge. You can take it back. Also,
Today, my dad and I borrowed your favor again."
"It's okay. I've probably had to trouble you with my meals in the past few days. Let's help each other." Zhai Sheng carried a small pot of porridge as easily as he carried a bag of cotton. (To be continued)