It didn't take much time to do this.

Carambola Creek returned to the public toilet, but there was still no one inside, so she simply solved the three emergencies before finding out that relatives had visited.

Fortunately, the pants were not dirty.

It's also okay that her bedroom is unlocked and there are a lot of essentials in it.

After tidying himself up, Carambola Creek hurried to find Xia Zecheng.

Xia Zecheng is next door to the store he said was good, a noodle restaurant that looked clean.

Carambola Creek entered, and just right, two bowls of hot beef noodles were just served.

"Are you okay?" Xia Zecheng looked at Carambola Creek with concern and asked, "Do you need brown sugar water?"

"Uh......" Carambola Creek blushed suddenly, "Y-How do you know?"

For a moment, she suspected that he had a sense of consciousness too.

"What time is it today? And I still have an upset stomach without warning. Xia Zecheng's gaze swept over Carambola Creek's belly, and said helplessly, "Confused girl." ”

"......" Carambola Creek was speechless.

She really didn't remember the days when her relatives visited every month.

Only, she couldn't remember how he noticed this.

"Hostess, please have another bowl of brown sugar ginger juice. Xia Zecheng took a closer look at Carambola's face, and saw that her lips were indeed a little pale, so he made the decision directly.

"Okay. The proprietress was a fat woman in her fifties, sniffing her eyes and smiling into the kitchen.

Soon, a bowl of hot and fragrant brown sugar ginger juice was served.

"The old ginger grown at home, the brown sugar is also boiled at home, and women drink it best, so I often drink this. After putting it down, the proprietress didn't forget to sell it.

"Can you give me some evenness?" Xia Zecheng asked immediately.

"Absolutely. The proprietress clapped her hands happily, "Little girl, you are really good to have such a considerate object." ”

Carambola Xi was a little embarrassed and glared at Xia Zecheng.

She was embarrassed to tell him about this kind of private topic, but he was good, and he didn't blush to buy brown sugar ginger with others.

"I'm going to get it for you, a pack of brown sugar, and three catties of old ginger, okay?" The proprietress was also interested, and when she saw that Carambola Creek didn't speak, she stopped joking, turned to Xia Zecheng and asked, "This month is enough, although the old ginger is good, if it is not planted in the ground, it will be bad, my store is here, you can come and buy it every month." ”

"You're really good at business. Carambola Creek said admiringly, and obediently took a sip of brown sugar ginger juice.

She actually didn't like the taste of ginger, but she also knew that her body was actually cold.

Cheng Cuijuan seems to be pampering her, but in fact?

She didn't know anything about it, so she didn't pay much attention to what she ate.

And when she was a freshman in high school, the day after her aunt came, she started target training, lying on the playground that had just rained for three days, and then fell ill.

When the wind blows, my stomach hurts.

It was too hot and my stomach hurt.

Eating hot spots, I still have a stomachache.

If you eat it cold, your stomach will still hurt.

The kind that makes her hair stand up, nausea and vomit, and diarrhea when she hurts, makes her seem to be very delicate, which also makes Cheng Cuijuan earn enough fame.

Now, that is, it has been transformed by Xinghui, so that there are no symptoms of these troubles.

"Give. The proprietress came back with the bag in a hurry.

Xia Zecheng thanked him and paid.

"Carambola Creek!"

At the door, Zhu Yunkou came in aggressively.

Although she had cleaned up her body, her hair was still stained with a little flour, her clothes were wrinkled like dried pickles, her back was covered with mud, the bruises on her neck could not be stopped, her stockings were torn with a big hole, and her calves were a little bruised.

Anyway, it's very embarrassing, and it looks like it has been ravaged.

"Isn't it you?!"