Qiao Nan was startled by the sudden appearance of Zhai Sheng, but Zhai Sheng followed him into the kitchen, soaked the soup bowl in the water, washed it clean in a few seconds, and put the bowl away for Qiao Nan:
"Brother Zhai, what's the matter? Tell me and I'll listen."
"I have an uncle who is young and old, and his eyesight is not very good. But he has some original documents and needs a translator. Can you help me? Of course, your help will not be in vain."
"No reward required." When she heard that she was a relative of Zhai Sheng, Qiao Nan immediately refused the money: "It's just a favor. If I have this ability, it won't be a big problem. But...Brother Zhai, you also know that I am young.
I am just going to high school, can your uncle trust me to do such an important thing?"
Looking for a sixteen-year-old girl to translate, there are probably not many people in the world who can do such crazy things. After all, she is not an overseas Chinese, or she grew up in the United States.
"Don't be nervous. This uncle of mine was going to ask someone for help. It wasn't you, it was someone else. Someone will always take the money, so you don't have to push it. Just take what's yours." Zhai Sheng smelled it.
The smell of the fish soup made Zhai Sheng feel thirsty and a little hungry because he had just drank a bowl of it.
It is undeniable that although Qiao Nan is young, she is very good at cooking.
Qiao Nan hesitated for a moment. She really needed money now. After thinking about it, Qiao Nan nodded: "Okay, of course. If I don't translate well, I will probably embarrass Brother Zhai. I will never accept the money."
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No matter which country's language it is, if you want to become familiar with it, there are not many ways, just use it more often.
Qiao Nan has been "back" for a year, and she often uses only the English knowledge she learned in junior high school. She is worried that her English level has deteriorated because of this year.
"You can't do a good job, but you still want to get paid. How can there be such a good thing in this world? You think too much." Zhai Sheng glanced at Qiao Nan indifferently. If he really wanted to do that, he might as well give it to Qiao Nan directly.
Forget about the money.
"That's good." Qiao Nan breathed a sigh of relief. She was really worried. This was an excuse made by Zhai Sheng to "send money" to her.
"I will send the things over tomorrow. Please pay attention to one thing. Because this original document has been pressed for a long time, you'd better go faster."
"So urgent?" Qiao Nan was surprised: "Okay, my dad has my mom and my sister, so I still have a lot of time."
The other party is so anxious. If she can finish the translation quickly, not only will she be helping that uncle, but she will also be doing Brother Zhai a favor, right?
Thinking of this, Qiao Nan was motivated: "Brother Zhai, why don't you send the information over today. The fish soup is almost ready. I will send it to my dad in a moment. At about one o'clock, I should
I'm back. Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so it would be good to come half a day early. Isn't your uncle anxious?"
"Okay." Zhai Sheng thought for a moment and agreed.
When Zhai Sheng returned to Zhai's house with another pot of fish soup, Zhai Hua, who rarely rested at home, closed his eyes, stretched his neck, and got up following the smell: "It smells so good."
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"Brush your teeth, otherwise I won't be your fault!" Seeing Zhai Hua's sloppy look, Zhai Hua pursed his lips. Qiao Nan is better. No matter what time, Qiao Nan is always clean and refreshing. Sometimes.
, seeing Zhai Hua like this, Zhai Sheng couldn't figure out whether he had a sister or a brother.
"Exactly." After Zhai Hua snorted, he used a fighting speed to do good personal hygiene, sat on the sofa and poured a bowl of fish soup to drink: "Hey, this soup is really delicious, fragrant and mellow, and the most important thing is
What’s more, there’s no fishy smell at all. Zhai Sheng, you haven’t told me yet which restaurant near our compound hired this chef, and he’s really good at it.”
Zhai Hua wasn't tired of the shredded chicken porridge from the previous two days. Today, she changed it to fresh fish soup, which made Zhai Hua more beautiful.
After pouring two bowls of fish soup, Zhai Hua leaned back comfortably on the sofa and said, "It would be great if this chef came here a few years earlier, so that I wouldn't have to cook for you when you and I are alone at home.
It’s so convenient to buy something to eat.”
Zhai Hua has never considered herself a woman. When she was in the army, she worked harder than men.
But every time he returned home, Zhai Hua had to pick up his sister's identity and make soup for Zhai Sheng.
Being a sister is not easy.
It can be said that Zhai Hua's cooking skills were all learned and accumulated for his younger brother Zhai Sheng.
"Indeed, it would have been better if it had been so many years earlier." Zhai Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, rarely agreeing with Zhai Hua's words.
"What do you mean?" Zhai Hua slapped the table and jumped up like a tigress: "You think the food I cook is unpalatable, do you think you dislike me? Don't forget, you were raised by me!"
Zhai's mother has a very good relationship with Zhai's father, and she even relies on Zhai's father very much.
Because of his work, Zhai's father didn't spend much time at home. Every time Zhai's mother went out with him, Zhai's family ended up with only two children, Zhai Hua and Zhai Sheng.
Zhai Hua is her sister, so of course she should take more care of Zhai Sheng. Zhai Sheng said that Zhai Hua brought her up, which is not an exaggeration at all.
Zhai Sheng glanced at Zhai Hua: "That's why my stomach has been tortured for so many years."
"Go away." Zhai Hua blushed and kicked Zhai Sheng. Zhai Sheng turned to one side, his body was like lightning, his movements were as agile as a leopard, and not even a corner of his clothes was touched by Zhai Hua.
Seeing that Zhai Sheng's skills were getting better and better, Zhai Hua snorted in displeasure. When she was a child, she could still use force to suppress Zhai Sheng, but now she can't. Damn it, the speed of progress is too fast.
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Knowing that he was no match for Zhai Sheng, Zhai Hua stopped making trouble. It was rare for the siblings to fight each other, and they almost always asked: "When will you return to the army?"
"In a few days." Zhai Sheng lowered the slightly raised corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face became stiffer again.
"Hey, that's strange." Zhai Hua raised his eyebrows: "Zhai Sheng, tell me honestly, is there something wrong with you?"
"What's going on?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid with me. Just count your wrenches. Why do I think you've gone home and stayed at home more days this year than in the previous five years?"
"Is there any?"
"Yes!" Zhai Hua sat next to Zhai Sheng: "What, do you have anything you want to talk to my sister?"
"No."
No matter how he pressed him, Zhai Sheng always had a calm expression as if nothing had happened, which made Zhai Hua very helpless: "I heard that you brought Uncle Lin's information home. It's rare for you to rest.
What are you doing with all this excitement? It’s not like you don’t know the Lin family’s situation, there are many people watching.” (To be continued)