It's a pity that Zhong Yuemin couldn't go to the stage, and he roared three songs with a face, and they all wanted to soar high notes, so the villagers were satisfied with letting him go.

"Ouch, Brother Yuemin, hard work!" Zhang Jin received Zhong Yuemin from the stage, he couldn't be flattered, being obedient was the same as not asking for money.

"You ······" Zhong Yuemin pointed at Zhang Jin, but his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak.

Zhang Jin hugged Zhong Yuemin's hand, "Don't worry, go back to school, I'll cover you for a week's meal!"

Zhong Yuemin shook his head, "There are still ······ Clothes ······"

"What did you say?" The audience was a little noisy, and Zhang Jin stuck his ears over.

"Clothes ······" Zhong Yuemin pulled his throat and tried his best to make it clear.

"Clothes?" Zhang Jin was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly realized, "Wash the clothes, right? Liu Guoqiang has wrapped it for you!

"Why!" Liu Guoqiang was anxious, "Why do you invite you to dinner, and I will do the laundry? There is still a semester? Why don't you say a year?"

"Yuemin is helping the two of us, can't I invite you to dinner, you don't say anything at all, right?" Zhang Jin persuaded, "Or, you invite you to dinner, and I'll help Yuemin wash his clothes?"

Liu Guoqiang hesitated, "I'll wash the clothes!"

"Hey! That's right, I'm still thinking about you, I know that you are distressed about money, and I have paid for the meal, so you just need to make some effort!" Zhang Jin smiled and patted Liu Guoqiang's shoulder.

"A semester is too long, a month!" Liu Guoqiang bargained.

Zhang Jin saw Zhong Yuemin nodding, "Okay, Yuemin agreed, one month for a month." ”

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said nothing, it seems that it is also good to be hoarse!

He originally wanted Zhang Jin to bring him clothes, the temperature was a little low, and he was afraid of catching a cold, but he didn't expect Zhang Jin to mistakenly think that Zhong Yuemin wanted someone to wash his clothes.

In this way, Zhong Yuemin sang a few songs, not only earned a week of free food, but also saved a month's worth of laundry, which is quite cost-effective.

Zhong Yuemin thought beautifully, his stomach suddenly screamed, and he shouted at Zhang Jin: "Rice ······"

"What? oh······ Rice!" Zhang Jin looked at his hand, and then asked others everywhere, "Where is Yuemin's rice? Who took it?"

As soon as he turned around, he found Zhong Yuemin looking at him with fierce eyes, Zhang Jin said in a humble heart: "I just watched you sing just now, I don't know who took it, I'll get it back for you right away!"

After speaking, Zhang Jin slipped away with Liu Guoqiang.

Leaving Zhong Yuemin so angry that his teeth itched, he felt sorry for his pot soup, and he hadn't eaten two bites yet!

"Zhong Yuemin, are you looking for this?"

When Zhong Yuemin turned around, he found that it was Xie Mei standing behind her, still holding an enamel jar in her hand.

"What are you serving?" Zhong Yuemin looked at the enamel jar and asked in a low voice.

Xie Mei lifted the lid, "This is your pot soup, I see that Zhang Jin is cold for you, so I will take it for you and heat it up." What's wrong with your throat?"

"It's all right······ Singing dumb. Zhong Yuemin coughed and spoke vigorously.

"You take it first! Xie Mei handed the enamel jar to Zhong Yuemin, turned around and ran away after speaking.

Zhong Yuemin is a little inexplicable, what are you running?

But with the pot soup in hand, he can't take care of Xie Mei. He lifted the lid, the smell of rice soup came to his nose, and he stirred it in the jar with a spoon, only to find a poached egg lying inside.

Zhong Yuemin raised his head and thought about it, then ate the egg in one bite, supplemented the protein first, and then drank the pot soup.

When Xie Mei came back, Zhong Yuemin had drunk even the last drop of rice soup.

"You eat too fast, it's not good for your stomach!" Xie Mei was a little surprised to see that such a large pot of pot soup had been eaten by Zhong Yuemin in such a short time.

"Habitual ······" Before Zhong Yuemin finished speaking, he began to cough again.

Xie Mei hurriedly stopped: "Okay, don't talk yet, your voice is hoarse like this!"

Then he handed Zhong Yuemin a smaller enamel jar, "This is the mint tea that I asked my fellow countryman for, it is good for your throat, you drink a little." ”

"Thank you······" Zhong Yuemin thanked him in a hoarse voice, but was interrupted by Xie Mei again, "Hurry up and drink, I'll go first." ”

Zhong Yuemin looked at the figure of Xie Mei leaving, and then looked at himself, this is the protagonist's aura and is on his body again? Why is Xie Mei so kind to himself suddenly?

Puzzled, Zhong Yuemin took a sip of tea first, and a cool breath instantly filled his mouth, moistened his throat, and then spread to his internal organs.

It's so enjoyable, it feels stronger than Jia Duobao herbal tea, and Zhong Yuemin poured several big mouthfuls in a row.

"Yuemin, you haven't found your pot soup, can you get you a vegetable cake?" Zhang Jin came back from nowhere.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the dough cake in Zhang Jin's hand, it was dry and hard, and he felt that it was not delicious without entering it, so he decisively refused: "No." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Jin said in surprise, "Can you speak?"

Only then did Zhong Yuemin realize that his voice was much better, and he was able to speak normally! It seems that this mint tea is really good, so he turned around and asked Xie Mei where he got it, and then got some more to pack and take it back.

"I can speak. Zhong Yuemin said: "I found the pot soup, I have finished drinking it." ”

"Found it?" Zhang Jin said strangely, "Where did you find it?"

"I don't know who was on the edge of the table, but I found it. Can you do something for a snack first?" Zhong Yuemin subconsciously lied and didn't say anything about Xie Mei giving him hot pot soup, but as for why, he couldn't say it himself.

Zhang Jin hurriedly responded: "Don't worry, there will be no next time!"

Zhong Yuemin held the enamel jar and was about to return it to Xie Mei, but Zhang Jin still looked at him with a blank look and said impatiently: "What else do you have to do?"

"That, the leader of the school said, the form of our performance is very good, and I especially praised you for singing a few songs in the evening with special feelings, special educational significance, and special ······."

"Okay, don't be special, I don't believe the school leaders really praise me like that. Just say it, is there anything else you want me to help with?" Zhong Yuemin interrupted directly.

"The leader really praised you, the fellows like to listen to your songs!" Zhang Jin still wanted to say, seeing Zhong Yuemin's black face, he hurriedly said: "The leader requires that every place you go to in the future will hold a performance to publicize the revolution, and ask you to participate too!"

"Why?" Zhong Yuemin directly refused: "I only played today to see the face of you and Guoqiang, and I don't know that leader, why should I listen to him!

After speaking, Zhong Yuemin put his legs to leave.

Zhang Jin hurriedly dragged Zhong Yuemin's arm, "Brother, I call you brother, you should give me a face! The villagers will recognize you, if you don't go up, there will be no effect, and if there is no effect, the leader will let me eat and hang, and when the time comes, I will not say that I will join the party, and I will definitely be punished! You must not see and not save it!"