Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

The boss took advantage of this gap to come in and put the baked food on the small table.

Just by smelling the fragrance, Gong Huasui's eyes lit up with excitement.

Chi Qinghe picked up a skewer of beef hesitantly, "This... you should know how to eat it, right?"

"know."

Gong Huasui blinked, put both hands on the table, and looked at the barbecue owner expectantly, as if waiting for something.

"Handsome boy, what are you looking at me for?"

Then, the boss probably realized what was going on and slapped his head. "Oh! I remembered. You still have two plates. I'll bring them up to you as soon as they're done baking. Eat them quickly. They'll lose their flavor if they get cold."

After saying that, the boss left in a hurry, leaving Gong Huasui staring blankly at his back.

Chi Qinghe sighed and patiently helped people cut the meat off the skewers and piled them separately aside.

Seeing the empty vinegar dish in front of Gong Huasui, he helped someone pour vinegar into it.

"Just use chopsticks to pick it up and dip it in water." Chi Qinghe pushed the plate over.

Gong Huasui narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Thank you Qinghe, you are such a nice person."

Compared to this, Song Xulin's eating style opposite him was quite down-to-earth. He picked up the skewers and started eating, with a lot of oil on the corners of his mouth.

Seeing Gong Huasui's noble demeanor as a young master who still needed to be served, he rolled his eyes.

After repeating Gong Huasui's words in a sarcastic tone, he added, "Isn't that good? They've taken care of the disabled."

Gong Huasui put down his chopsticks and rummaged through his schoolbag. He found a stack of cash from some compartment and roughly counted it. There was about a thousand dollars.

He handed the money to Chi Qinghe and said, "It's not for free, I will pay for it."

Seeing the stack of cash, Song Xulin took a cold breath, "No... you have cash? If you have cash, why didn't you take it out just now? I still have to pay."

"I thought it wasn't enough, so I took the card. There's more money on it."

Song Xulin rolled his eyes again, "Brother, you're eating roadside barbecue, not a high-end restaurant, what are you thinking!"

Chi Qinghe pushed the money back and said, "No need for these. I'm just helping you out. It's not that serious."

Gong Huasui noticed the boy's expression suddenly turned cold, and realized that his act of giving money was too direct and abrupt, so he had to put the money back into his schoolbag in shame.

To be honest, he was not very good at this kind of thing, and he seldom came into contact with people like Chi Qinghe. This gap made it impossible for him to do it as perfectly as Song Xulin.

Indeed, there is still a lot to learn.

But this barbecue is really delicious! I can bring Qinghe here more often in the future.

Just then, the phone rang.

Gong Shimu was rushing out of the house, "Sui Sui, mom and dad are so worried at home, why haven't you come home yet? Tell me where you are now and I'll pick you up."

"I'm having barbecue and not eating at home." Gong Huasui imitated Song Xulin, picked up the skewer and started chewing, his voice a little unclear.

"Barbecue!" Gong Shimu's voice suddenly rose. "How can you eat this? Have you forgotten what the doctor told you? What if you get acute gastroenteritis again?"

"It's not that serious... and these were all things that happened when I was a kid. I'm almost well now and can eat."

Gong Shimu's tone became much heavier. "Whether you can eat or not is up to the doctor, not you! Now, immediately, put it down, and send me the location. I'll take you to the hospital!"

"...Oh." Gong Huasui probably realized that he had done something wrong, and reluctantly put down the skewers in his hand.

Song Xulin stared at the two lonely bamboo sticks in front of Gong Huasui. "We've only just served the first dish, why did you stop? You have a small stomach?"

"I can't seem to eat this."

Chi Qinghe didn't understand, "Can't eat it? Is it too spicy?"

Gong Huasui nodded, "Well, I can't eat anything spicy."

Hearing this, Song Xulin silently swallowed back the words "I specifically told the boss that it's not spicy."

The BBQ on the table had no chilli powder at all!

Is this spicy?!

Spicy and oily, right?