Chapter 280: Come, Feed
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"You hate it!" the woman's coquettish voice floated out of the window.
The man smirked: "Hahaha! Stay tonight? We haven't had that for a long time, meet you tonight?"
"But it's ...... at the hospital."
"You said so, don't go for the next few days, wait for him to be discharged from the hospital. β
"Hmmm......"
The candles went out, and there was a rhythmic creak from the old wooden shelf bed.
The scout lurking outside the window twitched and blushed. Peaty, living spring palace!
The cat tiptoed out of the wall, met with his comrades who were on guard, compared a code, and quickly reported back to the organization and continued to keep an eye on it.
Before dawn the next day, the two people in the house who were sleeping in a daze were handcuffed away.
"Thanks to your cleverness, you can see that there is something wrong with that woman, otherwise if she sneaks into the barracks and bumps into a soft-eared person, something will happen if you can't keep it. β
The old chief sat on the square bench in front of the hospital bed with a cane, squinted and said, "It's a pity that the weight is not heavy enough, and you can only reach them to the peak." The big guy behind it still can't figure it out. The hearts of the southern army are not united enough, and there are flies that send secret reports to the other end of the border line from time to time, and the defense line will be broken sooner or later. β
After speaking, the old man sighed heavily.
Xiang Gang listened quietly.
"Forget it, let's not talk about these bad things. In other words, Liu Zhiming is a big boss, so he thinks that you have amnesia? You guy is also wilted, and you can explain things clearly by asking the nurse for a piece of paper, so you let those guys misunderstand?" the old chief laughed and scolded.
Xiang Gang innocently spread his hands.
He didn't ask the nurse for a pen and paper, someone had to be willing to give it to him.
Every time I gestured with them, I thought that he didn't cooperate with the treatment, either persuading or persuading, who listened to him? Oh, just his daughter-in-law, I chatted with him quietly for a long time last night.
Now he is not in a hurry. The daughter-in-law accompanied her 24 hours a day, and she was happy to hide for a few days. Wait for your vocal cords to recover before you declare that you don't actually have amnesia.
The old chief saw through his thoughts and pointed at him with a smile. Turning his head to look at the marching bed by the window, he asked narrowly, "What about your little daughter-in-law?" I didn't see anyone early in the morning, and I got up early in the morning to come to see her. The meat buns that Wu Kui brought back yesterday were made by your daughter-in-law?"
Seeing Xiang Gang nodding, the old chief smiled more and more happily: "It tastes really good, I was lucky enough to taste one." It should have been brought to you, right? Unfortunately, you can't eat it. β
Gloat!
Xiang Gang gave him a resentful look.
The old chief laughed happily.
The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Ying Fang cautiously walked in with a double-eared casserole, holding two pairs of dishes and chopsticks in her right hand.
"It's time to eat!"
When he looked up and saw the old chief, he opened his mouth and didn't advance or retreat.
"Hahaha!" the old chief looked amused, and stood up with his cane, "Presumably this is Gangzi your daughter-in-law?"
Xiang Gang nodded, and introduced to Yingfang silently: Old chief.
Ying Fang turned around, put the casserole and chopsticks on the plate, lifted the hem of her clothes and wiped her hands, and shook hands with the old chief with a smile: "Hello! It turns out that you are the old chief who Brother Gangzi has been talking about, look up for a long time! Disrespectful and disrespectful!"
"Haha, Gangzi, your daughter-in-law is an interesting person, I like it!"
Xiang Gang smiled on his forehead.
Ying Fang blinked blankly, shouldn't it be such a statement when she met a big man who had been heard for a long time? I still remember what Qingfeng said in her previous life when she described life in the outside world.
"Ahem, in short, thank you for your continued care for Brother Gangzi. What, have you eaten?"
The old chief obviously ate it, but he looked at Xiang Gang's daughter-in-law and deliberately teased: "No, what did you do for Gangzi?"
Ying Fang lifted the lid of the casserole and said with a smile: "He can drink some liquid now." I kept this fillet porridge for an hour and a half, and it melted. Would you like to come some too?"
"It looks good, so bring me a bowl. The old chief said with a smile.
"Chief!" the guard at the door couldn't help but remind.
Sitting in Xia Zhaoyuan's current seat, how can he eat things outside casually. What if it's a delicate work sent by a political enemy?
"No problem. The guards were nervous, but Xia Zhaoyuan waved his hand disapprovingly, and continued to look at Yingfang porridge with a smile.
Xiang Gang frowned slightly, and looked at Yingfang with a question mark in his eyes.
Ying Fang glanced at him and explained, "I know what you want to ask, where did this fish come from? Didn't I borrow the back kitchen of the canteen to kill chickens? Wang Weishi exchanged his own fish for a chicken leg with me." I also promised to borrow the stove for me at any time. Anyway, we have two chickens, so we don't lose by exchanging a chicken leg for fish with him. And when you are hospitalized, you can't always eat sick meals, right? How convenient it is to have a stove, I promised him to change it. β
As he spoke, he had already filled two bowls of fish fillet porridge, handed one bowl to the old chief, and held one bowl in his hand, scooped a spoonful with a spoon and blew it lightly on his mouth, depending on the situation.
Xiang Gang's slightly swarthy handsome face instantly turned red.
There are no outsiders, and he has a hundred and eleven willing daughters-in-law to feed him. But in front of the old chief, this ......
"Eat. I don't like porridge made from fresh fish? This is not a sea fish, it is a river fish, which will not induce wounds, but is good for healing. The fish bones are clean, so you don't have to worry about getting stuck in your throat. Ying Fang thought that he didn't like to drink fish fillet porridge, and coaxed patiently.
The old chief sneered.
"I said Gangzi, your daughter-in-law has a heart, you can accept it. This porridge tastes so good that my tongue is going to fall off. If you really don't like it, I'll pack up the rest and leave. β
This porridge was boiled by his daughter-in-law who got up early and guarded the stove. Looking at the black green under her eye sockets, you can know that she didn't sleep well last night. Maybe it's because he knows the bed, maybe it's because he's worried about him, he has to make porridge in the morning and get up early.
A sense of distress arises spontaneously. Cooperatively, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the fish fillet porridge that his daughter-in-law had boiled with his heart one bite at a time.
Ying Fang saw that he was eating seriously, and explained with a smile: "You can't eat too greasy in the morning, so the chicken soup is left to drink at noon." But you can't drink all the white porridge with a clear soup, the nutrition can't keep up, how to make the wound heal quickly?"
Xiang Gang raised his eyes and pointed at herself.
Ying Fang realized: "When I was guarding the stove, I ate a steamed bun, and Wang Cook invited me." I'm not hungry at all. At noon, you drink chicken soup porridge, and I eat rice and nibble on chicken, hehe. β
Halfway through, he suddenly thought that there was a big boss drinking porridge behind him, so he immediately turned his head and asked respectfully, "Do you always want to stay for lunch before leaving?"
If you stay, a pot of chicken may not be enough, after all, there are two young and strong guards at the door. Why don't you stew the frozen one? Reading, a better reading experience.