Chapter Twenty-Nine: You Can't Drink Chicken Soup When You Have a Cold
Throughout the morning, Yan Yufei had been wondering.
Wu Xiang and Cai Ruoyuan both supported me to learn to cook, why didn't my mother let me learn it?
Is this a generation gap in age?
Thinking about it, she felt that it was wrong again. According to common sense, the elderly pay attention to traditional customs, and the young people mostly pursue fashion and enjoyment.
However, Cai Ruoyuan also said that the traditional standard in China for thousands of years is that women can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen. Belch. Isn't this obviously the opposite of my mother's thinking?
She couldn't understand why her mother's ideology was more advanced than their young people.
She sighed, why don't you talk to Wu Xiang and Ruo Yuan about this social issue another day.
……
Wu Xiang was originally going to share what he saw and heard in the morning with Cai Ruoyuan.
However, the reality was cruel and disappointed her. The work temporarily arranged by the leader, she was not busy until she got off work at noon.
Cai Ruoyuan stood up and saw that Wu Xiang was still busy doing things, she walked over and patted Wu Xiang on the back, "Hey, don't eat!
Listening to Cai Ruoyuan's sarcastic words, Wu Xiang had to raise his head and glared angrily.
"People have been busy all morning, and they don't even have time to drink water and go to the toilet!"
Cai Ruoran gloated and laughed, "Are you so busy?"
"Of course it is!" Wu Xiang glanced at her, "You think I'm as idle as you!"
Cai Ruoyuan felt that she had been wronged, and retorted: "Look at what you said, it's as if I'm eating at the top of my life! Hmph! I, Cai Ruoyuan, don't have this good life!"
After a pause, Cai Ruoyuan added another sentence: "You and I are a banquet Yufei, being a broad wife at home, eating fragrant and drinking spicy food!"
Her words reminded Wu Xiang. Speaking of banquet Yufei, she still has a big news because she doesn't have time to broadcast it.
As a result, Wu Xiang suddenly became energetic and energetic. "Hey, amaranth, I have an important thing I haven't told you. ”
The rest of the office stood up and left their seats, and no one dared to disturb them. That's because they are classmates with Yan Yufei, and others can only be in awe of them.
"What's important? It won't be more important than having lunch!" Cai Ruoyuan tugged Wu Xiang's hand, "Let's go, let's eat first! Our heyday work will never be finished!"
"Of course it's important what I'm talking about!"
Wu Xiang turned around and swept around the office, quietly, everyone else had already gone down to eat. "Wow! it's just the two of us!"
"Yes, who made you move so slowly, you don't eat actively!" Cai Ruoyuan complained.
Wu Xiang stood up and stretched his waist by the way. After sitting all morning, her neck ached, and she twisted her neck again.
"Let's go, Miss!" Cai Ruoyuan roared.
Wu Xiang smiled at her very strangely, "Wait a minute, I'll share good news with you." ”
"Okay!" Cai Ruoyuan nodded, "When we go down now, the restaurant will be full!"
"What are you afraid of!Let's change positions!" Wu Xiang replied disapprerovingly.
The two of them walked out of the office and walked from the hall to the gate, Wu Xiang didn't forget to glance at the office of Midsummer.
"Look at what you see!" Cai Ruoyuan pushed Wu Xiang, "Let's go!"
……
Midsummer was still sitting at the office desk and burying his head in reviewing documents, when the office door was suddenly pushed open.
He looked up and saw that it was Duan Luo, and couldn't help frowning. Why didn't you come in without knocking?
Duan Luo carried a thermos bucket in one hand and a bowl in the other, and she walked directly to his desk.
Midsummer glared at her, but she didn't say anything.
She smiled slightly, put the thermos bucket and bowl in her hand on the table, and was about to unscrew the lid when Midsummer spoke. "What are you doing?"
Duan Luo said while twisting the lid of the bucket: "Mr. Sheng, this is a soup for you, you can drink a bowl and see how it tastes." ”
Midsummer's brow furrowed, and he pointed to the bucket on the table, "What soup?
Duan Luo smiled, "Mr. Sheng, this is chicken soup." As she spoke, she picked up the thermos bucket in both hands and prepared to pour the soup into the bowl.
Midsummer waved his hand again and again, "Don't fall!"
Duan Luo felt so embarrassed that the movements in his hands stopped. She looked at him affectionately, as if to ask why.
"Don't drink, take it out!" Sheng Xia blurted out, not giving her the slightest face.
This was carefully prepared by Duan Luo, but he didn't accept her affection. Her heart was hurt.
However, she was very unwilling and did not want to give up.
So, she smiled again. "Mr. Sheng, you can just take a bite! I brought it all the way over. Mr. Sheng, you should always drink a bowl!"
Midsummer was expressionless, shaking his head coldly, "It's cold!
"Oh, Mr. Sheng, you have a cold, do you have any medicine? Why don't I buy some cold medicine for you later!"
Midsummer raised his hand and waved, "Don't take cold medicine!"
"Oh. Duan Luo was a little overwhelmed.
After being stunned for a few seconds, she looked at the thermos bucket and felt extremely painful. Alas, if you don't drink a bowl, how faceless I am!
Then, she was tough and cheeky, ready to try again and see how her luck went.
"Mr. Sheng, you have a cold, you can drink some chicken soup to replenish your body. ”
"You can't drink chicken soup when you have a cold!"
This time, Duan Luo is completely out of tricks. Yesterday she specially prepared breakfast, and he said that he had breakfast.
Her little bit of caution, how could she not understand in the middle of summer!
He raised his eyebrows, "Take it out and give it to them to drink!"
Duan Luo still stood still, as if he hadn't heard what he said. Her eyes were full of anticipation and pleading.
Seeing this, Midsummer raised his voice, "You didn't order me lunch?"
This is the matter of ordering meals for the general manager, but it is the job of Duan Luo's position.
As for the breakfast she brought yesterday and today's chicken soup, they were all Duan Luo's personal affairs.
Faced with Midsummer's questioning, she nodded again and again, "Yes, Mr. Sheng, your lunch will be delivered soon." ”
"Hmm. All right. Midsummer raised her chin at him, "Go and eat!"
Duan Luo nodded embarrassedly and smiled, "Mr. Sheng, then I'll go out first!"
She didn't care about Midsummer's expression, and walked out with a thermos bucket and a bowl.
She put the thermos bucket and bowl on her desk, and as soon as she walked out of the office door, she saw the delivery guy standing at the door of the company.
She ran quickly, opened the door, took the lunch box, said "thank you" by the way, and turned to come in.
At this moment, she is grateful to the little brother who delivered the food so in such a timely manner.
This time, she learns her lesson and knocks on the office door of Midsummer.
"Come in!"
She pushed open the door, "Mr. Sheng, your lunch has been delivered." ”
"Oh. Good. ”
She walked in quickly, carefully put the lunch box in front of Midsummer, and helped him open the lunch box and handed him the chopsticks, "Mr. Sheng, eat quickly!"
Midsummer nodded and took the chopsticks she handed over.
Then, Duan Luo retreated very knowingly.
In the elevator, she was thinking in her head, alas, it's so late, and the restaurant downstairs should be full.
At this time, she was very self-aware, she didn't want to meet Wu Xiang in the restaurant, and she didn't want Wu Xiang to laugh at her.
She looked at the elevator going down and kept changing the number of floors, and couldn't help but sigh, "Alas...... Where should I go for lunch?"