Du Weiguo was actually really exhausted!
Yesterday, I spent a whole day and night in the snowy mountains and forests. I also experienced a life-and-death battle and was injured.
Now that he is back in a familiar and comfortable place, he naturally sleeps very deeply and sweetly, snoring like thunder!
Early the next morning, Du Weiguo woke up, rolled over and stretched to his heart's content.
At this moment, he felt as if every cell in his body had been reborn, and his injured hand began to itch, which was a sign that the internal tissues had begun to heal.
The only thing that's not so wonderful is being hungry, heart-wrenching hunger!
The only drawback of this magical skill of self-healing ability is that it's so useless. Du Weiguo's current reserves of sesame cakes are actually a bit exhausted. Damn it, I really can't get some back tomorrow.
Du Weiguo actually had some lingering fears about this biscuit shop. Every time he went there, he got into trouble. However, he really liked their biscuits and felt like he couldn't stop.
What a sin!
Du Weiguo maliciously speculated, "Damn it, this sesame seed restaurant must be really good at adding boiling water with a special formula when kneading the noodles, right?"
In fact, some things in this era are not really rare, and can even be found on the roadside. Folks can boil water to treat some simple headaches, brain fever, and some chronic pain. Drinking it occasionally will not lead to addiction or anything like that. There is no such thing. The legend is so evil.
Although this stuff is the raw material for the production of certain things, it is fundamentally different. The purity is very different. It is almost the same as the difference between pure gold and copper. They are both yellow metals.
It's too far gone.
Du Weiguo went to the toilet, quickly solved the metabolic problem, poured some hot water, and simply washed up, hey! Look at the temperature of our own house. After a night, the water in the thermos bottle is still scalding hot.
Du Weiguo, who was looking fresh and fresh, was sitting at the dining table and was about to open a box of cans and eat sesame seed cakes when he heard someone knocking on the door.
Du Weiguo frowned instinctively. He especially hated the people in the courtyard knocking on the door to look for him. They were always messy and troublesome, and among them, Qin Jingru was the one who knocked on the door the most.
Du Weiguo sat without moving and asked in a very impatient tone:
"Who?"
"Head! It's me! Bart."
Bart's rough voice rang outside the door, and Du Weiguo suddenly laughed. He fell asleep and forgot that his hard-core subordinate Bart was now his neighbor.
Du Weiguo smiled and shook his head, put away the Tang knife in his hand, walked over and opened the door.
Bart opened the cotton curtain, and his huge head was exposed first. He grinned and said:
"Boss, you're already awake. My wife got up early this morning to make steamed buns and porridge, and asked me to bring them to you. They're delicious! Eat them while they're hot!"
As Bart said, he walked to the dining table, put the lunch box on the table with his hand, and then got into the kitchen and very proactively helped Du Weiguo refill the stove with coal.
Du Weiguo reached out and opened the lunch box, oh! Good guy, it's filled with 6 steaming large white flour buns and a handful of pickles.
The other lunch box was filled with golden millet porridge, which looked very appetizing. Du Weiguo was indeed very hungry, so he took a bite of the big snow-white bun without any ceremony.
Good guy, it smells good! It is stuffed with pork and cabbage. The pork is cut into large pieces. It must have been stir-fried before being steamed. Once you take a bite, it is fragrant and oily. It is simply amazing.
Unexpectedly, Bart’s wife’s cooking skills were so good! You can open a restaurant with this skill!
By this time, Bart had already tidied up everything in the kitchen. He clapped his hands and walked over. Seeing Du Weiguo eating deliciously, he grinned happily and asked:
"Boss! How are you? My wife is good at making buns, isn't she?"
Du Weiguo's mouth was full of buns at the moment. He gestured with his thumb and said vaguely:
"Absolutely awesome!"
When Bart heard this, he smiled even more happily, grinning like a happy Tibetan mastiff.
Du Weiguo took a sip of porridge and swallowed the big bun in his mouth:
"Bart, have your whole family eaten? Isn't this a small stove just for me?"
Bart scratched his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Boss, we have all eaten. I ate a total of 6 big buns, which are exactly the same as you. Even my little wolf cub ate 2! Haha! Haha, this little kid follows me and has a naturally big appetite!"
Du Weiguo threw the canned beef on the table to Bart: "Hey! This is what I originally planned to eat in the morning, now give it to you!"
Bart glanced at the canned beef in his hand and felt a little sad. He was kicked out of the army because he was wrongfully accused of stealing two boxes of canned beef.
In fact, he had never eaten canned beef until now and had no idea what it tasted like.
Du Weiguo looked at Bart holding the can of beef in his hand, his eye circles a little red, and understood that he was thinking of something sad.
"Bart, you idiot, look at your bear look. Aren't you more comfortable now than you were in the army? There are people cooking and washing for you, you have a little wolf cub, and even canned beef can be eaten openly now. !”
Bart nodded, and his tone was a little more somber: "Boss, thanks to you, I, Bart, can live like a human being!"
Du Weiguo rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Okay, you idiot, get out of here and go to work! Don't bother me eating."
Bart said with a smile: "Boss, you really don't need me to ask for leave to take care of you?"
Du Weiguo scolded impatiently: "Get out of here quickly. I just injured my left hand, and it's not like I can't take care of myself. Why do you need to take care of me?"
Bart was scolded, but he didn't feel bad about it. Instead, he smiled even brighter, but his smile was a little bit eye-catching:
"Okay, sir, the water is boiling on the stove. You can fill the thermos bottle later. I'll help you set up the stove when I get back from get off work in the evening."
Good guy, you really treat me like a seriously injured person.
The six steamed buns, which are bigger than a fist, are made of solid materials and can weigh 1 catty and 8 taels. A lunch box of millet porridge is almost half a catty.
But even so, Du Weiguo still ate two more sesame seed cakes and a box of cans before he was completely full.
What a waste! Not shabby.
After breakfast, Du Weiguo smoked an after-dinner cigarette, then washed the Bart's lunch box, tidied it up himself, and then went out with the lunch box.
As soon as he went out, he saw Qin Jingru walking across the door carrying a spittoon and walking out of the house. It was now a quarter past eight, and everyone who was supposed to go to work had already left.
She does this almost every day, avoiding opportunities to meet everyone, minimizing contact as much as possible, as if she is invisible to others, and living like a transparent person.
She was stunned when she saw Du Weiguo. Du Weiguo raised his lips and nodded to her without saying anything, then walked through the Moon Gate towards the middle courtyard.
Qin Jingru stood there holding the spittoon, feeling filled with emotions and all kinds of tastes flooding into her heart.
Ignoring her emotions, Du Weiguo carried his lunch box to Bart's house and knocked on the door. Soon Bart's wife came out and opened the door:
"Chief Du, come in quickly. You've finished eating. How do you feel? Does it taste good to you? Just tell me if it's not good and I'll make improvements. I'll make it for you if you want to eat something for lunch."
Faced with Bart's wife's extremely enthusiastic barrage of questions, Du Weiguo immediately laughed:
"Sister-in-law, I won't go in. I'll give you this lunch box. The buns are really delicious. Really, they're much better than those made in restaurants. It seems I'll have to come here more often in the future!
But there’s no need for lunch today. I’ve made an appointment to eat out. In the evening, I’m going to treat Bart, Wang Yang, and Chief Hao to dinner.
Sister-in-law, there is no need to cook at home tonight, I will just ask Bart to bring you and the child one. "
Bart's wife immediately became happy when she heard this. She could clearly feel the intimacy in Du Weiguo's tone. This meant that she really didn't regard her as an outsider, and regarded Bart as a real brother. She nodded with red eyes, no Keep being polite.
"Okay, leader, let me borrow your help today and have a ready-made meal!"
Du Weiguo was also very happy. He handed her the lunch box and said goodbye. Damn, this is the atmosphere that a courtyard should have. This is the harmony of neighbors that I like. The parents are short-tempered!
The arrival of the Bart family seemed to have made Du Weiguo find the right way to open the courtyard.
When Wang Yang and Li Xiaomeng move here, my beautiful daughter-in-law Yang Caiyu also comes back. Gee, it’s so beautiful just thinking about it!
Du Weiguo thought happily as he walked, but unfortunately, everything in the world is going to go wrong. Nine times out of ten, does he really have a chance to come back and stay for a long time?
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