Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

"It's time to eat!" Aunt Qinfen's voice could be heard across the yard. Everyone packed up and prepared to eat.

Subodin opened the door of the warehouse and replied loudly, "Got it!"

No wonder people say people in rural areas have loud voices. In such a big place, no one can hear you unless you shout loudly.

Subodin yelled at the top of his lungs, choking on the wind, and holding onto the door he could not help coughing a few times. The coughing did not stop him from quickly grabbing Xiaobao who was about to run away.

"It's windy outside, cough..., uncle will hold you, cough..." Suboding held Xiaobao in his arms and was about to go out when he was caught again.

Subodin turned around and saw that it was Xiao Tang. He didn't know why he was pulling him.

Xiao Tang walked over and unzipped Subodh's coat without saying a word.

"Xiao Tang, you... don't look... good... It's broad daylight... and the child is still here." Su Boding was so nervous that he stuttered because Xiao Tang had to take off his clothes in public.

Xiao Tang did it without saying anything. He unzipped the outer part of Subotin, put Xiaobao in it, and then zipped it up.

Subodin's expression was even more interesting. He had misunderstood the person. Xiao Tang was just afraid that the child would catch a cold.

Fortunately, Subodin was thin, so there was still room for a child in his clothes.

Subodin pressed Xiaobao's face in his arms and walked out.

As soon as the door was opened, the wind rushed in and everyone shivered.

Xiao Tang was not afraid of the cold or the heat. He just picked up the casserole from the stove and walked outside.

Lin Feng carefully helped Zhang Yan up, helped him put on his coat, and then put on his own coat.

"I'm not Xiaobao. I can dress myself and walk by myself." Zhang Yan felt that Lin Feng's behavior was a bit exaggerated.

His leg was indeed injured, but his hands were still fine and he could still walk with crutches. It's not like he couldn't take care of himself.

As for?

As for!

"You can't catch a cold, or you'll wake up in pain in the middle of the night." Lin Feng walked beside Zhang Yan and carefully instructed him, "You're just warmed by the stove now, don't you feel it? You'll cry if you get cold later."

Every warrior has to bow to illness. This is the feeling that Lin Feng gained after working in the hospital for many years.

Lin Feng walked at the end and closed the warehouse door after everyone went out.

For five people, two meat dishes, three vegetable dishes and a soup are just right.

Xiaobao eats separately from everyone else and has his own small plate. The child eats light meals. Over the years, Aunt Qinfen has always eaten separately from the child.

When everyone arrived at the restaurant, Xiaobao was already sitting in her dining chair and eating. She was wearing a little apron. Watching her eat, I felt that the rice was particularly delicious and went well with rice!

Roast chicken with chestnuts, fried shrimp with ginkgo nuts, fried celery with dried tofu, green vegetables, dry-pot cauliflower, pork ribs and radish soup.

I looked at Xiaobao's plate. Most of the dishes were boiled or stir-fried, and the shrimps were in ketchup. It was indeed different.

Because the ginkgo nuts we ate in the warehouse in the afternoon were bitter, no one wanted to eat fried shrimp with ginkgo nuts. But looking at the way Aunt Qinfen ate it, it didn’t seem bitter at all.

"Aunt, where did you get this ginkgo nut?" Lin Feng felt it necessary to ask.

"This is from the old tree in front of the ancestral hall in the village. It was made before you came back. At that time, everyone in the village was making it. Come and eat it. This ginkgo nut is very nutritious." Aunt Qinfen felt that it would be a shame if everyone didn't eat such a good thing.

After hearing what Aunt Qinfen said, Lin Feng immediately started eating and ate with great relish.

Xiao Tang watched Lin Feng eat, so he started eating too.

Instead, Su Boding watched the two people eating and wanted to try it, but he didn't dare.

"Isn't it bitter?"

Xiao Tang shook his head and buried his head in his meal.

Lin Feng finished his meal before answering Su Boding's question; "It's not bitter. We have been eating this ginkgo nut since we were young. Otherwise, how do you think this tree could survive for hundreds of years in front of the ancestral hall? The ancestral hall has been demolished, but it is still there."

Su Bo Ding found it so magical that he quickly tried one to see if it was really as delicious as Lin Feng said.

"It's true, it's not bitter, but a little bit sweet. Auntie, why were the ginkgo nuts I ate this afternoon bitter?" Su Boding felt that he must get to the bottom of this issue.

"The varieties are different. The ones from old trees are the best. The ones you ate this afternoon were picked from the grove. They are not tasty, so the owner let the ginkgo nuts rot in the fields instead of picking them up to sell. You won't be able to get a good price here tonight."

"That's right, no wonder."

It is true that cheap things don’t come cheap, and there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Xiao Tang didn't say anything. He knew that the ginkgo nuts he ate in the afternoon were taken out of the suitcases of the migrant workers at the construction site and wrapped in three layers of plastic bags.

This is something they don’t have in their hometown. If they want to buy it, they usually don’t want to pay the price. After get off work, they pick it up, soak the shells, wash it, and dry it in the sun. In this way, they save a large bag of ginkgo nuts that the local villagers despise and share with their relatives when they go home for the New Year.

Only people in this village can enjoy the fruits from the old tree in front of the ancestral hall.

They came to a strange place, built houses, did infrastructure, and brought economic income to the local area. But they still could not join the lives of the locals because they only stayed here for a few years.

Lin Feng scooped a spoonful of fried shrimp with ginkgo nuts for Zhang Yan, "This is delicious, you should have some too."

When Xiaobao saw Lin Feng feeding Zhang Yan shrimp, she also took a shrimp in ketchup from the plate with her greasy little hands and put it into Zhang Yan’s bowl.

Zhang Yan chose to eat the shrimps shared by Xiaobao. The rich tomato sauce wrapped around the chewy shrimps was really delicious.

"Thank you, Xiaobao. Your shrimps are really delicious." After eating, Zhang Yan did not forget to praise Xiaobao and gave her a thumbs up.

Xiaobao was very happy. He held the vegetables in his left hand and scooped rice with a small spoon in his right hand. He ate more enthusiastically.

Lin Feng thought, he was the one who gave food to Zhang Yan first, how could Zhang Yan eat Xiao Bao's food first? His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan waited for Lin Feng to look at him for more than a minute before he ate the ginkgo nuts and shrimps. They were indeed not bitter. The taste of the ginkgo nuts overwhelmed the fishy smell of the shrimps, just right. It would be great if all the shrimps in the fat-reducing meal could taste this good.

"The shrimps cooked by Auntie are really delicious. Although this ginkgo has a faint medicinal smell, it is not abrupt and is quite delicious."

Zhang Yan praised Aunt Qinfen's cooking skills. During the past few days, he had three meals a day here. Although they were all simple farm dishes, each meal was different and delicious. It was obvious that Aunt Qinfen had put a lot of thought into it.

That's it? I just praised Aunt Qinfen's cooking skills, and then what?

Lin Feng was already furious in his heart. This man was too unkind. He scooped the dish for him himself, and scooped a big spoonful at that.

Lin Feng picked up a piece of pork ribs, dipped it directly into the vinegar dish in front of him, and swallowed it in one gulp.