Make a living

Qi Yu's day shift went smoothly today, there were no emergencies or surgeries, and it was rare to get home from get off work on time.

As usual, he stopped by the supermarket to buy some cooked food and lo-mei, which he planned to have for dinner.

There was melodious traditional folk music playing in the supermarket, and when Qi Yu saw the colorful silk threads and small zongzi toys hanging on the ceiling and around the shelves, he realized that it seemed that the Dragon Boat Festival would be over in the past few days.

He has been away alone for many years, and now he is working on shifts. Except for the Spring Festival, he basically doesn't pay attention to the usual festivals, and he doesn't think it is necessary.The sales aunt in the supermarket kept recommending various flavors of zongzi to him, but Qi Yu refused them all with a cold face, until he walked downstairs to the old house, and Aunt Gui who was sitting at the door of the shop forced two of them.

Qi Yu couldn't refuse, so he could only carry it upstairs.As soon as I stepped up the stairs on the third floor, I heard a pretending stern voice coming from the half-open door with calamus hanging.

"Zheng Jiahe, don't eat anymore. After eating for a while, I can't eat anymore!"

"Well, not at all." Responding to the ambiguous child's voice, you can hear the glutinous chewing clogged by the food in your throat.

Zheng Haichuan came out of the kitchen with rice dumplings in his hand, and saw his little nephew with puffy cheeks at a glance.On the table was a clean and empty plate with only the packaging bag left. Zheng Haichuan grabbed his nephew's face speechlessly, "I'm bloated from eating too much glutinous rice!"

Zheng Haichuan also just arrived home not long ago.When he was picking up the seedlings downstairs, he found that his nephew had several glutinous rice dumplings in his pocket. Sister Hong said that the neighbor across the street, Mrs. Gui, made them.

Zheng Haichuan was grateful in his heart, and hurriedly took the little guy to thank him, but unexpectedly, the old man forced a lot of freshly wrapped zongzi, which made him feel embarrassed and wanted to pay for it.

Grandma Gui didn't accept the money Zheng Haichuan handed over, she just patted Zheng Jiahe's head with a smile, "Eat more, you will grow taller."

"En!" Zheng Jiahe nodded earnestly, "I want to be as tall as Yaoba!"

Zheng Haichuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he remembered Grandma Gui's favor in his heart, and after thanking him, he took his nephew upstairs to cook.

There are still leftovers from yesterday’s cooking, and Zheng Haichuan originally planned to eat some leftovers tonight, but at noon, the fan owner asked him to watch a video of his cooking, so Zheng Haichuan left work. I bought a fish and planned to have a boiled fish for dinner.

The one who gave the money was the uncle, the boss of the 'Law' who could tip him so much money, is already one of the most important people in Zheng Haichuan's mind at this moment.

In order to thank the boss for his support, he has to make something that can be sold!

It just so happens that with zongzi, you don’t even need to cook rice.

Zheng Jiahe wanted to turn his head away from his father's pinching face, and happened to see Qi Yu who was going upstairs.He immediately called out politely, "Uncle Green!"

Qi Yu originally planned to open the door and go home, but he could only pause.

"Ah."

"Hey, Lu... Doctor Qi!" Zheng Haichuan almost yelled at his little Hemiao again, but luckily he changed his words and greeted Qi Yu, "Have you eaten yet?"

Qi Yu and Zheng Haichuan looked at each other, and took the lead to look away.

"Not yet." He lowered his head and took out the keys from his briefcase.

After these few days of self-digestion, Qi Yu gradually realized the fact that he seemed to have taken a fancy to this migrant worker in front of him.

He resisted in his heart, but he couldn't help but pay attention to the other party, and he was very contradictory.

This kind of contradiction is not only reflected in his unprecedented behavior of spending money to reward the other party's account, but also confirmed in the conversation with Zheng Haichuan at this moment.

"I haven't eaten, so come and eat together!"

Zheng Haichuan hurriedly pushed the door wide open and sincerely invited.In Zheng Haichuan's heart, Dr. Qi is not only a neighbor and friend, but also a great benefactor who discovered the condition of his family's Xiao Hemiao, and it is necessary to treat him well.

"No need." Qi Yu raised his arm, showing the cooked food he bought.

"Hey, Grandma Gui also brought you rice dumplings?" Zheng Haichuan first noticed that Qi Yu also had a bunch of rice dumplings in his hand, and he smiled even more naively, "It's the Dragon Boat Festival. It’s ready-made, just out of the pot! Hurry up and steam it together, lest you have to wash the pot!”

Qi Yu remembered that there was indeed nothing in the kitchen in his house.

He smelled the fragrance of zongzi leaves coming from Zheng's house, and he couldn't help but let go of the key.

The dining table at Zheng Haichuan's house was rarely full of dishes.

In the middle is boiled fish served on a large iron plate.Red and spicy soup base, a large grass carp weighing several kilograms is lying on it, the body of the fish is covered with seasonings, such as pepper, star anise, shallot, pepper... There are also potato chips and lotus root vaguely spread on the bottom , bean sprouts and cucumbers, it looks very spicy and spicy, smelling a fried braised aroma, it can make a big bowl of rice.

Next to the boiled fish are two plates of cooked food.A cold salad with three shreds, and a grilled meat platter. The dishes looked very fresh, and they had just been poured out of the plastic packing box.Put the cured meat in the steamer and heat it up, exuding a strong salty aroma.

There is also a large porcelain plate on the table, which contains hot rice dumplings, and the cotton thread is still tied to the reed leaves just out of the pot.

"I don't know what the taste of the zongzi is. I made two kinds of dishes. You can choose by yourself, Dr. Qi."

Zheng Haichuan was the last to serve, and put two palm-sized dipping saucers in front of Qi Yu, "One with white sugar and one with red oil." Then he put another dish of dipping sauce with red oil between himself and Xiaohe Miao .

Qi Yu stared at the chili oil in front of him, his usually expressionless face cracked a bit: "Do you eat zongzi and dip it in chili?"

Zheng Haichuan took it for granted: "Ang. It tastes even better after dipping it in!"

"..." For the first time, Qi Yu felt that he was less knowledgeable, but he used the legs of his chopsticks to push the plate of red hot sauce further away from him.

Zheng Haichuan was sitting opposite Qi Yu, and happened to see Qi Yu's small movements.

He couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but Qi Yu's cold face was a little creepy, so he could only lower his head to peel the rice dumplings, and pursed his lips to hold back his laughter.

Why does Dr. Lu look so similar to his He Miaoer?

Also picky eaters!

Maybe it was a sneak peek of Qi Yu's freshness in the cracks in the ice, or maybe it was because he felt that he and Qi Yu were already familiar friends, Zheng Haichuan suddenly became playful.

He held the zongzi that had just been split into two pieces in his hand, and Zheng Haichuan simply dipped them in the hot sauce, and then——

Half of it was put into Zheng Jiahe's bowl, and he handed the other half directly in front of Qi Yu.

"Try it?"

The young man's arms were thick and powerful, and his biceps were bulging.However, the movements of his hands are careful and soft, and even the other hand is still connected to the hand holding the rice dumplings, preventing the rice balls from falling.

Qi Yu raised his eyes, and the spicy zongzi had already reached his mouth.

And the person who fed him with food had a big mouthful of white teeth that was more impressive than the glutinous rice on his lips.

"Take a bite, it's really delicious!"