Chapter 39 A Sick Tiger Is a Tiger

The sauerkraut and pork that had been washed before were cut into shreds early and put aside for later use, and after a while, the pan with oil was quiet, and when the lid was lifted, it was full of meat fragrance.

This is such a short period of effort, the plate oil that was put down before has turned into oil residue, and the pieces are not big, because they are coated with a layer of oil, so they are all glowing with beautiful golden yellow.

Lin Baitang prepared a large plate, sprinkled some pepper and coarse salt noodles in it, fished out the oil residue in the pot, tossed it in the prepared seasoning a few times, and put it aside.

The remaining melted lard is full of a small puddle, if it is served out and eaten slowly, it is enough to eat for a month, Lin Baitang is used to the days of careful calculation, but this time he has no heart to calculate carefully, directly put the sauerkraut and pork into the pot together, after adding half a pot of water, he asked them to stew, wait until the water is boiled again, lift the lid of the pot and release it first, so as not to be burned, and then put the seasoning, and put the vermicelli into it.

A large pot of sauerkraut and pork stewed vermicelli is basically done.

Meng Zhenghui also came back with steamed buns at this time, two hundred steamed buns, Meng Zhenghui came back directly with the sack, but the weight was average, mainly because the size of the steamed bun was not small, and it blocked the line of sight, and it was not very easy to take, so that Meng Zhenghui had to look out of the crack of the sack from time to time, trying to look out of the road, so as not to be a headless fly.

Lin Baitang saw Meng Zhenghui stumbling towards him with a sack on his back, and laughed for a while before he leaned over to help him unload the steamed buns, and at the same time shouted at everyone: "Don't be busy, eat first!"

Lin Baitang's dish is made with ruthless oil and a lot of meat, just smelling it makes people's stomachs growl, Jia Zhong and they have already smelled the taste, but they are embarrassed to come over and ask when they can eat it, at this time Lin Baitang called, everyone was busy coming.

The washed dishes and chopsticks were put aside, and everyone took them and lined up to wait for Lin Baitang to cook.

A bowl of corn porridge, a big spoonful of sauerkraut pork vermicelli full of meaty aroma, and a bag of steamed buns by one person, for a while, everyone was patronizing and eating, and no one spoke.

Meng Zhenghui was itchy when he saw it, so he also took a bowl and filled it with the same thing to eat.

The taste of corn ballast is very different from the rice porridge that I usually drink, there is a rough feeling, but the taste is fresh, chewy and chewy, there is too much lard in the pork vermicelli, and the fragrance makes people a little unbelievable, Meng Zhenghui is not used to eating, but Jia Zhong and they eat very wolf, in addition to doing an afternoon of work too tired and hungry, it does show that Lin Baitang does and their taste.

Lin Baitang watched Meng Zhenghui eat sauerkraut vermicelli without a match, and knew that it was probably not to his taste, so he took a steamed bun, cut it from the middle first, filled it with some oil residue stained with salt noodles, and motioned to Meng Zhenghui: "You try this." ”

Meng Zhenghui took a tentative bite, and at first he didn't feel anything, but he felt that the steamed bun had a little more meaty flavor, but as he chewed more times, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, and the crispy texture matched the meaty aroma, which was a very novel taste for Meng Zhenghui.

The steamed buns were fragrant and soft, Meng Zhenghui quickly ate half of the oil residue, and the remaining half was not added Meng Zhenghui was greedy for the good taste, so he opened the steamed bun himself and leaned over: "It's delicious! ”

Lin Baitang was happy that he loved to eat, but he refused to give it to him again, and gently knocked his arm with a spoon: "Don't make trouble, go eat a big pot of rice with them." ”

Meng Zhenghui showed a little aggrieved expression, and was about to take out his killer trick to coax Lin Baitang to share some delicious food with him, but when he saw Lin Baitang hook his hand, he leaned over and heard Lin Baitang whisper to him: "These oil scum are for them to take back." ”

Afraid that he would be puzzled, Lin Baitang went on to explain: "You think, it's their business that they are willing to stay and help, but they still have a family, so they have to bring something back for them to sweeten their mouths, and this level at home is better, right?"

After hearing this, Meng Zhenghui understood Lin Baitang's intentions, and said softly: "What Xiaotang said is reasonable, but I didn't think about it too much. ”

Lin Baitang said with a smile: "This kind of thing, I am still good at it, you are in charge of men's affairs, I am in charge of women's affairs, we each perform our duties, just do what we are best at." ”

After a while, everyone's meal was almost finished, and some people had already picked up the matter and started work again, and after discussing with Lin Baitang, Meng Zhenghui came out to stop: "Okay, let's not be busy yet, let's go back and rest." ”

Jia Zhong and the others looked at each other, and they could always see from each other's eyes that they had a short mouth and a bad idea of leaving immediately, so they smiled and excused themselves: "It's okay, it's still early, let's go back after a while." ”

Lin Baitang said with a smile: "I added some frozen tofu to stew the pork stewed vermicelli in the pot, now is the time to eat it, you can bring it home at this time, but it's still hot, if it's cold and hot again, it won't taste like that." ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the bowls of stewed pork vermicelli on the side, and the oil residue wrapped in oil paper next to it: "There is also a little oil residue, which I took back to the family as a small snack." ”

The pork stewed vermicelli just now, everyone ate a satisfying meat aroma, but the more so, the more restrained everyone was from not daring to eat more, one person also had a bowl, originally thinking about whether the rest was going to be eaten tomorrow, but now he suddenly knew that it was actually left for himself to take home.

With such a good meat aroma, I would definitely be reluctant to stew it at home.

Who doesn't want to have a good meal for their family?

Thinking about it like this, few people refused, everyone quietly lined up to receive things, while sighing in their hearts for the understanding and thoughtfulness of the lord and wife, while saying thank you, and carefully guarding the things in the bowl and walking back.

**

This time, Meng Zhenghui and Lin Baitang were ready to stay for a few more days, so they still stayed in the hotel they had set last time, but they had mentioned this matter to Jia Zhong and them, Jia Zhong and Zhen Er volunteered to send them back by the way, since they had talked about it to this point, Meng Zhenghui and Lin Baitang couldn't refuse anymore, so they had to get in the car.

After Jia Zhong and the others left, the two of them cleaned up the pots and pans again, and when they returned to the hotel, it was already dark, and the two of them had not been so tired as they were today for a while, and after a simple wash, they fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Baitang slept so sleepily, I don't know if he was suffering from the cold when he was busy with work or what, he always felt that the more he slept, the more tired he became.

In a daze, she heard a sharp knock on her door, and Jia Zhong's voice shouted eagerly: "Master Meng, madam, something is wrong!"

Lin Baitang felt that she should wake up, but she couldn't open her eyes, and in a daze, she heard Meng Zhenghui pull his shoes and get off the ground, probably because he didn't want to wake her up, his voice lowered a little: "What's the matter?"

Probably because he opened the door, Jia Zhong's voice became much clearer: "There is an accident on No. 159, go over and take a look." ”

Meng Zhenghui hesitated, walked back to help Lin Baitang tuck the quilt, and said in a low voice: "Xiaotang, I'll go over and have a look first, and you can sleep for a while." ”

Lin Baitang wanted to go together, but his head was groggy, and he could only hum with all his might.

Meng Zhenghui was impatient, so he didn't notice that Lin Baitang was wrong, but hurriedly put on his clothes and left.

Lin Baitang struggled in the dream for a long time before he barely woke up, but when he reached out to explore the temperature of Meng Zhenghui's bed, it was still warm.

Lin Baitang can probably know that she is feverish now, maybe because it was too hot when she was cooking yesterday, she took off her coat, she was already sweating, and she was blown by the cold wind, so she became what she is now.

In fact, this disease is not big, but it is not difficult to treat, drink a bowl of steaming ginger soup, cover the quilt and sweat, and you will be better the next day, but now Lin Baitang heard that something happened on the 159th in a daze, and he couldn't stay in the hotel at all, let alone recuperate with peace of mind.

When Jia Zhong came just now, although she was uncomfortable, she also listened to his tone completely, Jia Zhong has a lot of ideas, if he couldn't solve it, he would never come in such a hurry.

In such a situation, how could she rest assured that Meng Zhenghui would handle things alone.

Lin Baitang sat up with the bed board, trying to find a trace of sobriety in her swelling and aching mind, and at the same time strengthened her thoughts, since she sat up, it was impossible for her to wait for Meng Zhenghui's news here.

After sitting on the edge of the bed for a few minutes, Lin Baitang regained her strength, she rarely applied fat powder on weekdays, cheered up and used the simple makeup of the hotel to cover the tired face roughly, and then beckoned a rickshaw to pull her to No. 159.

Lin Baitang's head was swollen and painful, but she found an unexpected sobriety in this pain, she was very calm when passing by the grocery store, she asked the coachman to stop the car, she personally picked a very long watermelon knife and put it beside her, and then asked the coachman to continue walking.

By the time Lin Baitang arrived at No. 159, it had been clearly divided into two camps, one was the coachmen led by Meng Zhenghui, and the other was a group of people dressed in short fights with sticks in their hands, and looking at their clothes, they probably came out of the same place.

Lotus Gang?

This was the first thought that appeared in Lin Baitang's mind, she held the handle of the knife hidden in her clothes, and walked silently between the two camps.

"What's going on?"

Probably because she didn't have much strength, Lin Baitang's voice was light and soft, and it sounded like a bit of a lady's beauty, she was asking Meng Zhenghui when she said this, but her eyes were looking at the person opposite.

Inexplicably, those people actually experienced a trace of soft coldness in this gentle and soft tone, which made them shiver in this sunny weather.

Meng Zhenghui saw Lin Baitang coming, afraid that she would be impulsive, and afraid that those people would really do it to her without knowing the severity, so he took two steps forward and gently pulled Lin Baitang's wrist: "They are here to find trouble." ”

Meng Zhenghui said as he protected Lin Baitang behind him and wanted to lead her to a safe place behind the crowd, but Lin Baitang was just dragged and swayed by him, but he didn't go with him.

Today's Lin Baitang doesn't look as good as before, because the symptoms are a little extra white, his eyes are calm, with a hint of coolness, even the skin on his fingertips is cold, but her mouth is a little red, she tilted her head, and whispered to Meng Zhenghui: "Don't pull me, go get a chair for me to sit on, I'm a little tired." ”

The breath she exhaled was hot, tickling Meng Zhenghui's ears, he had a lot of things to ask, but it was not suitable to ask at this time, the words of consolation rolled in his throat and were swallowed back, so he had to follow Lin Baitang's words, and asked someone to move a chair, and Jia Zhong also moved the square table used for dinner the night before yesterday to Lin Baitang.

So in the two opposing camps, a table, a stool, and a watermelon knife that was pulled out and placed on the table were so abruptly placed.