October 10th, the ninth day of the ninth lunar month.

This year's Chongyang is next to the cold dew, and the weather seems to be harmonious, two or three days of hard work has dropped by more than ten degrees, walking outside only to feel the tip of the nose cold, and you can see the wisps of white fog in your breath.

Wang Wei was wrapped in a tweed trench coat, rubbing her cold hands, shivering in the bleak autumn wind, if it weren't for a few sickly blushes on her cheeks, there would be a strong illusion that winter had arrived.

In the small courtyard at the gate of the North Theater, Li Mu stood in front of the temporary stove that had been built at the beginning, holding a cooking spoon and stirring evenly counterclockwise in the boiling stainless steel pot.

Although the weather is cold, it doesn't seem to make much difference to Li Mu, who is strong and strong, his upper body is covered with a thin sweatshirt with cropped sleeves, as if it is too hot, and he went up twice, and his entire forearm is exposed.

"It's too cold, so you can go in first. Glancing at Wang Wei, who was swinging all over his body, Li Muyu couldn't bear to persuade, "I said Sister Ou, you are too good at picking the time, we just finished in the morning and you will be sick in the afternoon." ”

Speaking of which, Wang Wei is also an inch of panic, "Dick Silk Man" was finished early, she can finally throw away the half-baked identity of an actor, and do what she wants to do with the title of a management staff;

She caught a cold and was different from ordinary people, not only did she have no warning, but she also had a low-grade fever, sore throat, and throat inflammation, and other complications were as if they had been discussed, and all of her brains came out, if it weren't for Tong Liya, who was chatting with Wang Wei, her body temperature rose in time, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before this girl would have to spend Chongyang in the hospital.

As a representative of the management side and good at interpersonal communication, Wang Wei's popularity on the set is not bad, so the sisters who are usually good friends with her advocate sending people to the hospital. Li Mu is her leader, although he is young but calm, he didn't follow the girls much, he planned to buy some medicine, and give Wang Wei a few days off, let her go back to rest first, and it will be important to recuperate.

Don't you see that Tang Yi just saw the wind and cold, so he was impartial? The illness came like a mountain, the illness went like a thread, and the kung fu that lingered for more than ten days was good.

At this time, Wang Deshun, who was out of the play, couldn't see their fuss, and took out his own ability to call his own pulse, put two fingers on his wrist, and look at the calm and relaxed appearance, to a little bit of the demeanor of an old Chinese medicine doctor;

The old man spoke, and this group of children seemed to have a backbone, as if they understood whether they understood or not, but they no longer babbled. Yaya and her sisters were very helpless, no matter how worried about Wang Wei's situation, but under Lao Shen's earnest call, they could only return to their posts and start working.

The crew of "Canteen" was in full swing, and all the manpower was deployed, and as the only one among the idle personnel who had experience in taking care of the sick and knew how to cook, Li Mu was pushed out and was responsible for boiling ginger soup for Sister Ou, who was possessed by Sister Lin.

"You and I willing. ”

Wang Wei shook his eyes, and there was a bit of nasal congestion in his voice: "I catch a cold every time the season changes, and I am also helpless with physical problems." ”

"Ha, you can ask your uncle and aunt to see who you inherited it. ”

"Huh!" Da Meiou spat him and urged angrily, "Boss, how long do you have to be here?"

"Right now. Li Mu put away his laughter, turned the cooking spoon around the water surface in the pot, and splashed the foam on the ground, "Isn't this enough?"

As he spoke, Li Mu took a stack of white porcelain bowls from the sink next to him, placed them next to each other, and scooped up a spoonful from the pot and filled them one by one.

This is considered a welfare for the crew, although Wang Wei is the only one who has a cold, but he can't favor one over the other, ginger soup is a good thing in this weather, it is also good to drink something to warm up and prevent colds, one pot is enough for the girls in it to drink.

As for Liu Ye and them? The men are strong and healthy, and they are all rough old men, don't they have any resistance? Wang Deshun is seventy-nine, and he can show his shoulders on a snowy day without changing his face and heartbeat, are you not even as good as an old man?

"Well, it's yours. ”

According to the number of bowls counted according to the number of heads, Li Mu handed a bowl to Wang Wei first, the hot mouth that had just opened the pot was hot, and the girl was not in a hurry to drink, holding it in the palm of her hand to warm her cold plain hands, absorbing the heat that seeped out from the wall of the bowl.

"Whew, it's finally getting a little hot. Holding the ginger soup, Wang Yi poked out his head and hung his whole face above the soup bowl, feeling the water vapor rushing to his face, and a comfortable tone came out of his throat, and the symptoms of the cold seemed to be alleviated a lot.

Finding a tray and putting the porcelain bowls full of ginger soup one by one, Li Mu glanced at the big beautiful gull enjoying the "steaming", and couldn't help complaining: "You haven't removed your makeup yet, be careful not to drop a piece of scum into it." ”

"Fuck off!!"

"Haha. It's cold outside, so come in early. ”

Without waiting for Sister Ou to get mad, Li Mu had already picked up the tray full of soup bowls and ran away; Wang Wei was holding the hot soup bowl, where could he catch up with him, he could only watch his unscrupulous boss trot into the big iron door of the theater, although there was wind under his feet, but those ginger soups were as if they were surrounded by a wall of air, and they did not splash a single star.

"The pit goods, the hand is quite stable. The big beautiful gull gritted her teeth and said hatefully, but her eyes showed a little worry in the next moment.