Lazy God Possession

Seeing the teenager coming down, Qing Linqiu immediately stood up straight and opened the back seat door. He was very positive about his identity.

Grandpa can only be a cook. What is he? It was just a groom who came to pick up people.

He said that the other party was his grandfather's life-saving benefactor. The kindness was too great. He did not respect the other party, but he did not respect himself.

But he still couldn't help looking at the boy in front of him.

A refreshing, handsome teenager, who looks like a high school student, is still in the lower grades, and his face is very confusing. Although I have seen the photos, I still can't help asking: "You ... are you Nanming classmates?"

I unknowingly used honorifics.

"Hello, my name is Nanming." The boy did not sit directly in the back seat, but sat directly in the co-pilot, and said politely, thank you.

I am very polite and educated.

Wu Qinglin Qiu heart said, directly had a good impression.

I can see that in the face of strangers, the teenager is a little cramped, Qing Lin Qiu smiled: "My name is Qing Lin Qiu, I'm in charge of picking you up these days, just call me if there is anything."

When Nan Qinglin looked at Nanming, Nanming looked at Qinglinqiu.

The skin is dark, the face is firm, the short hair has the impression of a hat, and the body has some Nanming's familiar temperament.

"Is Qing Brother a veteran?" Nan Ming asked.

"It's right." Qing Lin Qiu smiled, but didn't say much, the vehicle drove skillfully across the street and went into an alley.

The alleys in the alleys are tiled courtyards. In modern times, they stopped in front of a courtyard. The courtyard's black lacquered wooden doors were opened.

Qi Qinglin Qiu jumped out of the car and helped Nan Ming open the door and stood aside, like a bodyguard on TV.

A young man got into the modern driver's seat and parked the car elsewhere. Qing Linqiu accompanied Nan Ming into the courtyard.

"What a beautiful little courtyard!" Nanming surprised. "There are still places like this. Are you here a so-called farmhouse?"

At the foot of Qi Qinglin Qiu, he was supportive of the wall.

The small courtyard is paved with blue bricks. There are various plants in the small courtyard. A huge sycamore tree covers the entire small courtyard. Even in the hot summer, there is a slight coolness.

Father Qing Qing already waited under the sycamore tree. Nanming saw Father Qing and said quickly: "You are the uncle Qing, it will give you trouble."

Qi Qing Lin Qiu is another cricket, Nan Ming is called Qing Qing Uncle Qing, what is he?

There was a smile on Master Qing's face, but the twisted smile looked uglier than crying.

"We are not a farmhouse here ..." He explained a little speechlessly.

When he saw Nan Ming, he felt like he had been rectified by Father Lu. Just this little guy saved him and his life? Just kidding this is.

He doesn't believe anyway.

I ca n’t regret since I promised.

"Is that private kitchen?" Nanming said again.

Just eat your food! So many words! One million heads of grass and mud are passing by in Qing Qing's heart.

However, he could barely hold back the idea of ​​violent walking, dragging his face and asking, "Well, what do you want to eat?"

这个 "This ... Do you have a menu?" Nan Ming asked.

Father Qing Qing and Qing Linqiu looked at each other.

"What ... there is no menu ..." Nan Ming murmured, except for better service and pick-up and drop-off, it didn't seem to be very reliable ...

However, Nanming is a naturally optimistic person: "It seems like private dining is like this, let's forget it ..."

Are you dissatisfied? What qualifications do you have? Mr. Qing is about to go violently.

"Then I will eat nine rounds of large intestine, and then eat meat, and sweet and sour tenderloin ..." Nan Ming called out a few dishes that he felt delicious at first.

"Um." Qing old man answered and went to the kitchen.

Wu Qinglin Qiu is now a guest waiter and brought Nan Ming into the main hall. An old square table has been set in the middle of the main hall for some years, and there are no other modern furnishings and antiques.

"any drinks?"

"Ice water."

Qi Qinglin Qiu helped Nanming open the chair, prepare the tableware, and fetched a bottle of iced pure water, and stood with his hands crossed.

He was like this when he was in charge of security tasks in the army, but he was used to it.

In front of strangers, Nanming didn't like talking too much, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while. Nanming simply played with his mobile phone.

[To-do list: gather ten grids of energy / first grid of energy / crack and rob, and move on to the big meal! / Mystery new store is about to join the package]

In the kitchen, Mr. Qing became more and more angry, anxious to call back and scold Lu Lao immediately. He thumped the large intestine into the oil pan. Who thought that it was too hard, the oil splashed and suddenly splashed On his hands, he let out an exclaim.

Tong Nanming was so surprised that Qinglin Qiu had leapt out of the main hall like a leopard and rushed into the kitchen.

Wu Qinglin Qiu was shocked when he saw the old man burned, and quickly called out, "Cold water! Cold water!"

"Here it is." Nanming handed over a large bottle of iced pure water, and began to honestly direct the young people who heard the sound to come in to prepare more cold water and safflower oil.

"Okay, this little injury, I can't die." Father Qing only felt the old face flushed, but today he lost his adult.

没 I have n’t cooked much for so many years, after all, I ’m born with hands.

Although it is a minor injury, the oil in the oil pan is boiling, visible to the naked eye, the skin is red and swollen, and it is fortunate to handle it in time without blisters.

Tao Nanming was very sad. This old man is so old, and he has to open private home to make money. It is really not easy.

And I was burned in order to cook for him. I don't know if I can cook in the next few days. I feel pitiful.

Looking indifferent here, it seems that business is not so good originally.

Lu Nanming decided to help him!

"Okay, I'll cook next." Father Qing gave a cold compress, and he would continue to work. It would be useless to persuade others.

Tong Nanming felt that Father Qing was even more pitiful, and he could not take a break when he was injured.

Tong Nanming held the safflower oil channel: "Uncle Qing, at least apply some safflower oil."

Qi Qinglin Qiu stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Nan Ming raised his hand to stop him and said, "I'm coming."

He looked at his energy, there were about one third of the tubes, carefully used the strengthening ability, and the energy dropped by half.

The silver light flashed away, and Nan Ming poured safflower oil on his hand, and carefully helped Grandpa apply it on the burned arm.

Safflower oil just wrapped up, and Qing Qing even couldn't help making a comfortable hum.

"Okay." Nan Ming patted Father Qing's arm and said, "It shouldn't hurt anymore."

"It really doesn't hurt anymore." Father Qing paused, the redness on his arm was disappearing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The most weird thing is that even the age spots start to disappear.

"What kind of safflower oil ..." Father Qing still wanted to ask, but saw that Nan Ming had honestly put safflower oil into his pocket.

I strengthened a bottle for Father Lu last time, but in the presence of Chen Wei, Nanming dare not steal it.

I ca n’t think of it now, just a bottle of safflower oil ...

I really hope that today's meals will be worth the fare and not let myself waste so much energy.

Father Qing Qing looked at Nan Ming's back, and after a long time, shook his head and smiled.

He really is his life-saving benefactor.

"Uncle, Jiuzhuan large intestine is here." When Qing Linqiu came over with a plate of Jiuzhuan large intestine, Nanming froze.

"Uncle Qing is my grandpa, what do you call me?" Qing Lin Qiu smiled, with a little humility and more affection.

"This ... don't talk about it this way, it's all about it," Nanming said quickly.

Wu Qinglin Qiu laughed: "I don't want to be interrupted by my grandpa."

If the relationship is ordinary, it is natural to have a monograph. If the relationship is close, it can't be too casual.

Tong Nanming didn't understand the meaning, and could only blink and shook his head again and again.

Why did I suddenly have another cheap nephew.

In fact, Nan Ming is the youngest and the oldest cousin in this generation, more than fifty and sixty, and the biggest nephew is more than ten years older than him.

So, he didn't feel any great, just thinking ...

I do n’t think there is much business here, it ’s really pitiful, in order to retain his only customer, he has turned himself down.

Even if the cooking is not good, come and eat a few times.

伯 Uncle Lu is a big man, so don't give people less money.

To help such a poor person, Nanming really has no sense of accomplishment, but fortunately, the next meal is completely worth the fare.

"Tasting this nine-turn large intestine, I have once eaten the nine-turn large intestine made by my grandpa. This dish is too cumbersome to eat at leisure." Qing Lin Qiu looked at the nine-turn large intestine and felt panicked. , Hastily with amazing willpower, straddled behind Nan Ming.

When Father Qing finally came out of the kitchen, what he saw was that Nan Ming was enjoying his meal and sweating heavily.

I do n’t know why, Master UU reading www.uukanshu.com suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, and cheerfully said, “How about, Xiao Ming, how are you eating, how is your taste?”

"It's delicious!" Nan Ming gave a thumbs up. "I've eaten better than this once in my life."

"Oh ... where did you eat it?" Father Qing's face twitched, and his good mood and sense of accomplishment suddenly disappeared. Is your kid itchy? I ’m happy that Tiger ’s own dishes are not the best you've ever eaten?

"At the Wenji Hotel, the first time Lu Bobo asked, what was the master of Lu Cai who was specially invited to cook?" Nan Ming was totally unaware that he had hit a fragile heart and continued to happily happily.

Nine turns of the large intestine is tender and delicious, the meat is not cooked in the mouth, and the sweet and sour tenderloin is just right. After all, Mr. Qing has some skill, let alone, the environment here is elegant, it seems to be eating in his own house, and no matter how There was no Chen Wei glaring at him beside him, Nanming was very happy eating, the energy bar next to him rose, and it soon rose to two-thirds. The strength of safflower oil has just been strengthened. Make up.

When I waited until Nanming Fengyunyunyun, ate the main dishes and side dishes on the table and groaned while touching my stomach, Father Qing was a little worried. What should I do if it is broken?

Who wants Nanming to drink another glass of water, and within five minutes, he will be alive and well.

Hey boy, is your stomach iron?

[To-do list: gather ten grids of energy / first grid of energy / crack and rob, and move on to the big meal! / Farmhouse joins luxury package]