food is the sky

"Sure," the man who looked at Han Wenqing's dark face didn't mind at all, "I heard that you were knocked down by a small military doctor?"

When this matter was mentioned, Han Wenqing's face became even more ugly: "I remember you came here to hand over the documents."

"Isn't it because I didn't find you at the originally planned place and asked about it?" The man shrugged, "A word of advice, don't you have a good temper and listen to the doctor's orders less scary, isn't there nothing wrong?"

Han Wenqing was so angry that he laughed back: "That's right, it's better than black households who can't get a number even if they want to go to a regular hospital."

The man paused for a moment, and suddenly said something incoherent: "Actually, I used my real name back then."

Han Wenqing was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized: "Then you are really crazy, no wonder Zhang Jiale is so focused on raising him to the police."

Regardless of whether it is checking household registration or death information, the police are always a good place, but Zhang Jiale is still the same as the young military student who received a mission and left home when he was 19 years old. After almost ten years, he is still as innocent and stubborn as ever.

Some people will not leave a trace on the file whether they are dead or alive, just like his meritorious deeds, they are sealed tightly.Even if they left their lives in that place, the family members would only receive a notice of martyrdom.

Don't even know what they did.

Don't even dare to know.

The person's left hand seemed to be inconvenient, hanging straight down and even lifting it was a little laggy.Han Wenqing stared at his arm, raised his chin and asked, "So, Sun Zheping, this is what happens to you if you don't follow the doctor's advice?"

"It's a souvenir," Sun Zheping paused. "Back then, I was all about fighting against Lao Tzu. He told me to just stay in the military area and step up step by step. But I don't..."

"So," Han Wenqing paused, "Since you can appear, the explanation is over, and now you have been raised by Rong, right?"

Sun Zheping nodded: "Do some small business with friends, but still work in a public institution without an office."

Zhang Jiale left a melon, Huang Shaotian, for Yu Wenzhou, and went to find his younger brother with porridge and buns.When he helped his car to the garage, he saw an explorer, and Zhang Jiale glanced at it occupationally. Zhang Jiale thought to illegally modify the car, why do you want to drive it with such high wheels?

This crazy modification style is really similar to someone...

Zhang Jiale paused, shook his head and sped up to find Zhang Xinjie.Zhang Xinjie seemed to be talking to his mentor, Zhang Jiale moved over with light footsteps almost without making a sound, and soon heard the old man pat Zhang Xinjie on the shoulder: "It should be fine, then go to eat, look at you This pale face makes you feel free to eat a snack, but you are ashamed to argue with me that this is not the point of eating snacks."

again!No!good!born!eat!meal!

Zhang Xinjie turned his head like telepathy in an instant and saw Zhang Jiale, and the resentment that could be materialized on his face.The old professor was very happy to see Zhang Jiale: "Bringing food to your brother? Then I will hand him over to you. After feeding him, take him back to wash and sleep. He was given two days off. Three days this morning He was brought here at four o'clock, and an operation took 11 hours in a row, it's a pity for the child."

11 hours! ! !

Zhang Xinjie waved goodbye to the professor who was happy to leave with a tense back, then turned his head and was grabbed by his brother into the stairwell by the back of the neck: "I'm busy again and don't care about eating? Who told me to eat regularly Have a regular schedule?"

Zhang Xinjie opened his mouth. Before he could say anything, he was turned over and hooked. Before he could struggle, he was spanked.Zhang Jiale gritted his teeth and beat people while muttering: "One and two don't worry about it, let you not eat! Let you not eat!"

Spanking didn't hurt, but Zhang Xinjie was so embarrassed that someone in his twenties was pinned down in the shadow of the corridor by his brother and slapped a few times.Zhang Jiale knew very well that Huang Shaotian had to wait for him to come up to him after the beating, while Zhang Xinjie wanted to coax him after the beating.After the lesson was over, he pulled him into his arms and rubbed his face: "Are you hungry? I robbed Yu Wenzhou of the porridge. You finish it first, and I'll take you home. I'll go to your office and I'll gossip with you later."

"Yu Wenzhou?" Zhang Xinjie tilted his head and subconsciously bit the spoon after listening, "Single people are also good, you think Huang Shaotian wants to chase?"

The bowl of porridge was still at the same temperature as it was scooped out of the casserole, and the soup dumpling was a little cold so I had to eat it first. Zhang Xinjie bit the skin and drank a mouthful of the soup and ate the whole bun before raising his head and asking Zhang Jiale, who was eagerly waiting for his reply: "So Did Huang Shaotian fall in love with Yu Wenzhou's face or his craftsmanship?"

It seems to be coming... Zhang Jiale thought for a while and added: "I also fell in love with his son Pudding, but he was scared. I thought he was going to run over with arrogance and grabbed his hand to confess. The result is still I said don't make trouble, he wants to think about it? Isn't it Yu Wenzhou who should think about it?"

Instead, Zhang Xinjie remained silent. He drank the can of porridge and thought for a while and said in a low voice, "Then he might, really like it."

Zhang Jiale didn't realize it for a while and let out an "ah", Zhang Xinjie lowered his voice and poked him: "Huang Shaotian is afraid, his temper is fearless, but he is afraid of Yu Wenzhou because he is..."

Zhang Jiale was stunned for a moment and then understood. The atmosphere in the small office was quiet for a while. Zhang Jiale settled down and decided to change the subject: "So he is still a little lover, tsk tsk, I don't know who I learned from. By the way, Xinjie, I When I arrived, I saw an explorer in your garage, do you still remember the one I told you about..."

Zhang Xinjie interrupted Zhang Jiale neatly: "It's been almost ten years since that person was confirmed dead, so I have a toxicology senior who came back from studying abroad. He's single, gay, 181 tall, has a house and a car, and looks good. Do you want to meet him?"

So...but...it's...I...

Zhang Jiale stared at Zhang Xinjie dumbfounded, I... I... Am I being forced by my younger brother to go on a blind date?

"I... the one before me..." Zhang Jiale stammered without saying a word, "I... I... don't want to..."

"The longest storage time is ten years." I don't know who I want to convince, the voice is as thin as a mosquito, "Anyway, I have been waiting for so long and looking for it for so long... don't worry... don't worry Bar……"

He was about to bury his whole face in his open hands, his voice was so small and trembling that Zhang Xinjie was almost out of breath when he heard it.Breaking away his brother's hand, he viciously stuffed a soup dumpling into his mouth: "Then you still have the nerve to call him a lover!?"

The little nurse knocked on the half-open door of Zhang Xinjie's office with her little high heels, stuck her head in and complained with a face full of dissatisfaction: "Dr. Didn't you give him a sedative? He doesn't want it!"

Han Wenqing, who was following the little nurse, got dizzy when he heard this, and couldn't help but annoyed the little nurse: "It's not good to take too much sedatives!"

Probably because Zhang Xinjie, who had just easily dealt with the disobedient police officer, was behind, the little nurse became a lot more courageous, and actually choked back: "Are you a doctor or is Dr. Xiao Zhang a doctor?! It's not good if you say it's not good." ?!"

The people following Han Wenqing couldn't hold back their laughter. At the same time, before Zhang Xinjie had time to say anything, Zhang Jiale poked his head out behind Zhang Xinjie, with gloating words written all over his face: "Old man Han didn't expect you to be such an adult, but you are still a master who is afraid of taking medicine. Xinjie, don't be afraid that he won't take medicine and smash your sign. His house is upstairs from Huang Shaotian's house. I will take Shaotian to help you every day. Feed him down and sleep again."

Why is Zhang Jiale here? ! ! !

The lights in the aisle of the hospital were brightly lit, as long as he poked his head out a little bit, everything would be invisible.However, the little nurse had a backing person who was chattering endlessly: "And your friend, too, what do you mean not to eat if you don't want to eat?! He can't sleep at night without taking medicine, and the wound heals more slowly, you know?!"

Zhang Jiale turned his head to see which friend of Han Wenqing it was. He was still thinking if it was Lao Ye, why would he follow Han Wenqing's words and refuse to eat it? coaxed...

Sun...

Zhang Xinjie glanced at Zhang Jiale suspiciously, stretched out his hand and squeezed his hand, only to find that it was stiff and hard and drenched in cold sweat, and instantly understood what was going on.Zhang Jiale staggered from being pulled hard by his hand, and while his expression was still stiff, a thermos was forcefully stuffed into his arms. Zhang Xinjie simply pretended that the two people outside didn't exist: "Yu Wenzhou's skills are getting better and better, no wonder you've put on weight , let’s go, I’ll thank him well when I go back.”

Zhang Jiale subconsciously wanted to refute that he only ate Yu Wenzhou's two meals and he wasn't fat at all!Also, the person who wanted to be fattened by Yu Wenzhou was Huang Shaotian, but it was a pity that when Zhang Xinjie got strong and raped him, he immediately shut up like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

Han Wenqing coughed twice, took two steps forward and stretched out his hand forcefully to grab Zhang Xinjie's arm and asked him, "Where is the pharmacy?"

It's a pity that the hand hadn't touched Zhang Xinjie's arm. Zhang Xinjie didn't know how to scratch his hand that was fine. The sharp pain hit the elbow and the whole arm suddenly slammed. Lost consciousness.

Zhang Jiale looked pitifully at the motorcycle key in Zhang Xinjie's hand, and reminded him with a bit of heartache: "Old Han is thick...be careful...don't break it for me...otherwise how will you go home..."

I'm sorry... Han Wenqing thought to himself, Zhang Jiale has to clean the toilet for a month when he goes back, why can't I take care of you, Sun Zheping, grandson, you can figure it out!Then he turned around and strode to the pharmacy along the light above, leaving a mess of whoever cares.

Sun Zheping sighed, made way for the two brothers, and greeted Zhang Jiale like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time: "Long time no see."

Zhang Jiale glanced at his younger brother's increasingly gloomy face and blurted out, "...Didn't you die... Did you sacrifice yourself?"

Sun Zheping was about to be pissed off by him instantly: "...that's because you made me pissed off."

Without Zhang Jiale by his side, Huang Shaotian suddenly acted as if he had lost his mouth cage, explaining the movements to Yu Wenzhou while washing the dishes.Yu Wenzhou was smiling outside watching Pudding biting Huang Shaotian's trouser leg to climb up, as if he didn't mind his son being closer to Huang Shaotian at all, he even held Pudding's butt and stuffed him into Huang Shaotian's hood.

"Worth grass..." Huang Shaotian's shoulders slumped, "How much does the pudding weigh?! I don't usually think it's so heavy?!"

Yu Wenzhou washed his hands and cut strawberries, apples, bananas, etc., and looked at the pudding licking the back of Huang Shaotian's head: "It's almost 8 months old and weighs 8 catties. I made him too fat before, and he's been on a diet these days. Well, when I see people, I jump and hope to be cute and order something to eat."

After washing the dishes, Huang Shaotian turned his head in shock to look at the pudding meowing on his shoulder: "I didn't realize that you are such a careful bitch! Showing me your cuteness is all for eating! The little bad guy's stomach It's all meat, you already have short legs and then you get fatter, you don't even have a neck, you know that?!"

But 8 catties is not too heavy, Huang Shaotian raised his hand and took out the short legs in the hat, rubbing his stomach and asked Yu Wenzhou: "Why lose weight? Pudding is not too fat, is it pudding? Cats just need to be fatter." It's attractive, isn't it?"

Yu Wenzhou put the cut fruits in different plates and frozen them in the refrigerator, and slowly took out the food processor: "Because the pudding is going to be renamed, isn't it Boob? If you can't reduce the weight next week, you won't be able to have surgery. So this week, hurry up and control your diet."

"Why do you want to change the name?" Huang Shaotian didn't realize it for a moment, he watched Yu Wenzhou make him a smoothie, "Pudding sounds very nice, isn't boob a pudding like barking a dog?"

The frozen fruit was mixed with a certain proportion of cream milk and yogurt and poured into the cooking machine. Huang Shaotian watched as Yu Wenzhou sliced ​​very thin slices of lemon and strawberry on the side of the cup, and then poured different colored whipped cream layer by layer. Good shake sauce.The layered multi-colored fruit milkshake inside is so beautiful against the thin slices of fruit and the frosted glass rim. Yu Wenzhou cut a few small pieces of cantaloupe and put it on top of the smoothie, then inserted a chocolate bar to urge Huang Shaotian went to wash his hands.

"Pudin is a boy," Yu Wenzhou looked at Huang Shaotian while drinking and explained, "If you get older, you're going to be in heat, and it's not good to make a fuss. It just so happened that Zhang Xinjie introduced a brother veterinarian from the same school, and they are scheduled to do it next week. It's a pity that Pudding is too fat to lose weight."

Pudding is used to Yu Wenzhou’s skill that chicken boiled in plain water is a bit better than canned food, and being asked to go on a diet to lose weight all of a sudden is like dying, pestering his master all day long, making troubles and gossips, but Yu Wenzhou really has a heart like iron .Unable to get Yu Wenzhou's idea, Pudding got the idea of ​​everyone who can get in touch with Yu Wenzhou's craftsmanship.

"It's so delicious..." Huang Shaotian breathed a sigh of relief. The yogurt and cream aroma at the right temperature were stimulated by the sweetness of the fruit. Drinking it layer by layer made him feel refreshed. "Wenzhou, your family still lacks cats. What do you think of me?"

"That's too skinny for Boobby."

"What name should I change to Boo Boo?" Huang Shaotian was drinking a smoothie while sitting on the beanbag sofa with Yu Wenzhou watching Pudding screaming at Yu Wenzhou to beg for food, "Stop acting, poor boy, if you don't lose weight now, then you What kind of fat do you want to be after the surgery?"

Yu Wenzhou propped his chin to watch Pudding act, and explained to Huang Shaotian in a gentle tone: "The boy has undergone an operation, so of course it is not good to continue to stimulate him. It is better to change his name to Bubu so that he will not have a psychological shadow after listening to Pudding all the time."

……Huh? ? ? ! !

Huang Shaotian looked at Yu Wenzhou with an expression that didn't expect you to be such a person: "I didn't see why you were so bad before?!"