Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 25 The Revenge of Zhajiang Noodles

The firewood stove is in the yard, and the aroma of meat stewed over low heat is blown by the wind and almost fills the entire street.

Although the conditions in these years are much better than in earlier years, there are not many people who can eat meat every day, and there are even fewer stews in the evening. Most of them are porridge, steamed buns, vegetables and pickles.

So as soon as the smell of meat came out, many people on the street stood there and sniffed.

It smells so good!

Lu Changqing was facing a crystal clear bird's nest. He held a porcelain spoon full of honey in his hand and stirred it in circles mechanically.

The world's most delicious and nourishing food.

But Lu Changqing frowned, as if this was not a honey bird's nest at all, but a bowl of bitter medicine.

Looking at the bright white bird's nest, he couldn't help but think of the bowl of pimple soup from the Duan family last night. Lu Changqing felt more and more unappetizing, so he simply threw away the spoon and stood up.

"Ahem...drink the bird's nest before leaving."

Mr. Lu knew his grandson's temperament and kept a close eye on him.

Lu Changqing sighed helplessly, and just as a gust of wind blew in from the street carrying the strong smell of meat, Lu Changqing, who had not eaten enough water and rice all day, suddenly started to make a fuss in the Five Zang Temple.

What kind of delicious delicacy is this? It can be so fragrant.

Lu Changqing rushed out of the drug store following the scent uncontrollably.

"I'm afraid it's a pig stewed, it's too fragrant!"

"Yes, has a new store opened near us? The soy milk was also there in the morning. It smells so good!"

The streets were full of people talking, but no one knew where the fragrance came from.

Lu Changqing couldn't help but be a little disappointed. He also smelled the fragrance in the morning. He followed Zhou Huilan and bought a bunch of food at the morning market, but he didn't eat a bite. It wasn't that he didn't want to eat. In fact, when he saw the food, he not only had no appetite at all, but also felt

nausea.

Every time I eat, it feels like being tortured.

But last night...

Lu Changqing's stomach became upset again, and he even smacked his mouth uncontrollably.

Looking at the closed door of the Duan family, Lu Changqing suddenly clenched his fists, went back to the house, picked up the medicinal oil, and left.

As soon as Zhou Huilan put the noodles into the pot, she heard a knock on the door.

She thought it was an illusion at first, but the knock on the door kept ringing, and she was sure that someone was really knocking on the door.

Grandma Duan is alone, with no relatives or friends. Who will knock on the door?

Zhou Huilan added a large bowl of cold water to the pot and trotted to open the door. When she saw the tall and tall Lu Changqing outside the door, she was also stunned.

Lu Changqing had never been so nervous. He lowered his head nervously, not daring to look at Zhou Huilan's face at all. His palms holding the medicinal oil were all sweaty, but fortunately, he spoke fluently: "Grandma Duan's legs."

, it requires continuous massage..."

There were many people watching the excitement on the street, and they caught a glimpse of Zhou Huilan pointing.

Zhou Huilan ignored them, sucked her stomach and stepped aside, "Thank you, Doctor Lu, please come in quickly!"

Hearing this, Lu Changqing's tense shoulders suddenly slumped down. Fortunately, Zhou Huilan was so focused on shrinking her belly that she didn't pay attention to him at all.

The deep alley at the door was very narrow, and the smell of meat became stronger and stronger. But when walking past Zhou Huilan, Lu Changqing smelled a faint fragrance. The smell was very light, but it seemed familiar.

But before Lu Changqing could think about it, the smell of meat became stronger and stronger, completely covering up the fragrance, and Lu Changqing's Five Zang Temple became more and more noisy due to the fragrance.

He was a little embarrassed and fell a few steps behind, fearing that Zhou Huilan would hear him.

Fortunately, Zhou Huilan was so worried about the noodles in her pot that she broke into a trot after taking only a few steps, for fear that the pot would overflow.

When Lu Changqing entered the yard, he saw Zhou Huilan putting noodles in a bowl. The steaming heat blurred the woman's round face. Lu Qingshan smelled the fragrance and felt like he swallowed.

But, as a grown man, he can't open his mouth and ask people for food so clearly.

Lu Changqing swallowed hard to suppress his anxiety and went straight into Granny Duan's house.

There is an additional Eight Immortals table and four benches in the room.

The chubby little girl was lying on the Eight Immortals table drawing, and Granny Duan was sitting on the side with a doting smile on her face.

Seeing Lu Changqing come in, Granny Duan's smile suddenly disappeared, "Doctor Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Changqing was a little embarrassed. Because of the grievances of the older generation, although he and Granny Duan lived across the street, they had never exchanged words for decades. If grandpa hadn't forced him to wait for Zhou Huilan on the street last night,

He never thought about dealing with this lonely old woman.

"Let me press your legs so that you can heal faster." Lu Changqing felt his face burning.

Fortunately, Granny Duan didn't ask any more questions and sat back on the bed with a cane.

Here, Granny Duan's trouser legs had just been rolled up when Zhou Huilan brought the noodles up.

She brought two bowls first, one for her mother-in-law and one for Yaoyao. The noodles couldn't be put away after they were cooked.

But we can't let Lu Changqing just wait for them to eat, right?

Zhou Huilan subconsciously became polite, "Doctor Lu, have you had your meal? How about we have a simple meal together here?"

"good!"

For a moment, Zhou Huilan seemed to see Lu Changqing licking his mouth.

Did he just come here to make a living?

Fake politeness meets true honesty, Zhou Huilan agreed and came out of the room, just wishing she could have such a mouth on her.

What’s all this!

She finally made up her mind to cook herself a bowl of noodles tonight, thinking that after eating, she would run around the yard twice to offset the heat...

But after Duozui asked this question, it was gone, it was all gone.

In order to make the noodles in the bowl not look so small, Chow Huilan only left one chopstick for herself.

When more than half a bowl of noodles with soybean paste was handed to Lu Changqing, even Yaoyao noticed something was wrong with her, but Lu Changqing seemed invisible, took the noodles, mixed them well a few times, and opened his mouth to take a big mouthful.

“It smells so good!”

It's really not polite at all.

Zhou Huilan came out of the room angrily, holding a little noodle that couldn't even cover the bottom of the bowl. She really couldn't sit down on the table.

I sat in the kitchen and chewed the noodles for a hundred times before swallowing them with reluctance.

Zhou Huilan was still hungry, and she was surrounded by the smell of noodles with soybean paste but she didn't eat. In order to suppress her anxiety, Zhou Huilan closed the kitchen door and came to the withered tree.

A bucket of well water spread down her hands and spread all over her body. The anxious feeling disappeared, and Zhou Huilan's mind also calmed down.

She didn't dare to stay longer, and quickly retreated after absorbing the energy of a bucket of water.

As soon as the kitchen door opened, Lu Changqing came over with a bowl.

"Where is the water pipe? Let me wash it for you." Lu Changqing had eaten and drank enough at this moment, and felt indescribably comfortable. He also felt that he was a little rude and wanted to make up for it.

"No, you're not here to massage my mother-in-law's legs. Go and get down to business." Zhou Huilan took the bowl directly, turned around and entered the kitchen, not forgetting to close the door.

For a foodie, anyone who steals the food will be killed without mercy!

Seeing as he didn't ask for medical fees for looking at his mother-in-law's legs, he treated it as if he was paying for the medical treatment with food!

Although she comforted herself over and over again, Zhou Huilan was still worried about the unpalatable bowl of noodles for several days.

(End of chapter)