Chapter 6 Millet mung bean porridge
ran into the room with a smoke, Yang Ling was already asleep lying in front of the computer, and the shredded potato rice bowl was already a little cold. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Chen Qirong knew Yang Ling's frugality, so she didn't throw away the half-eaten shredded potato rice bowl, but stored it in the freezer first.
Then she searched the whole room, but she didn't find any tools to cook.
Thinking about it carefully, Yang Ling himself often eats out, and he doesn't have time to cook when he comes home, how can he have that kind of tool.
Chen Qirong glanced at the plastic bag in her hand, and was a little worried, it was difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice! There is no way to do it without the materials and cooking tools.
Immediately, Chen Qirong seemed to think of something again, and hurriedly ran out of the room with a plastic bag, and bumped into the charter wife who was about to go upstairs as soon as she got out of the room.
Seeing this scene, this charter lady was already 100% convinced that Chen Qirong was definitely not stealing.
Chen Qirong took the initiative to greet her: "Hello, can I borrow your kitchen?" Yang Ling had a heat stroke, and he didn't eat much at lunch, I wanted to make him something light for him to eat a little. ”
The charter lady nodded, and led Chen Qirong upstairs with her own familiarity.
Compared with Yang Ling's small room with all the organs, the chartered mother's house is much larger, the kitchen and bathroom are clearly divided, and there is only one chartered woman in the family at this time, which saves Chen Qirong from embarrassment.
After following the charter wife into the kitchen, and after clarifying the specific location of the pots and pans, the charter wife asked again: "Do you really need my help?" ”
"No thanks, I'll just come by myself."
The charter lady walked out of the kitchen with a suspicious gaze, she was a little hard to imagine that such a girl could actually cook, looking at her gentle appearance, it was obviously a child of a rich family, and the skin was tender and tender, it didn't look like she could do housework, it was really strange that such a girl could cook, even if it was made, I am afraid it would be dark cuisine.
Originally, the charter wife wanted to wait to hear that Chen Qirong might need help or something, but it didn't take long to see Chen Qirong wearing gloves and carefully carrying a porcelain bowl out of the kitchen: "I made millet mung bean porridge, it's a bit much, Yang Ling's bowl is enough, and the rest will be left to you." ”
Immediately afterwards, the charter wife heard Chen Qirong's footsteps in the empty corridor.
In the room, Yang Ling was still asleep, and Chen Qirong was not in a hurry to wake him up, the millet mung bean porridge that had just come out of the pot was still a little hot, so let's call him after the heat dropped slightly.
After waiting for a little five or six minutes, Chen Qirong gently woke Yang Ling up.
"Drink some porridge and go back to sleep." Chen Qirong said.
"Oh, well, thank you."
Yang Ling only felt weak all over his body, his head was confused, all in all, all kinds of discomfort, he didn't have the heart to ask Chen Qirong where he got this mung bean porridge, and even forgot the hundred yuan he gave Chen Qirong before.
What's even more surprising is that Yang Ling, who is obviously a little anorexic now, has no resistance to this bowl of millet mung bean porridge, and after eating it quickly, he was immediately pushed to bed by Chen Qirong to sleep, and sleep helps alleviate Yang Ling's current physical condition.
"Bang, bang, bang."
There was a knock on the door, and the charter lady outside the door reported her identity, and then pushed the door in.
At a glance, he saw Yang Ling, who was sleeping on the bed, and Chen Qirong, who was covering him with a blanket, put the medicine in his hand on the table and said, "This kid has always been very strong, and he actually suffers from heat stroke." ”
Chen Qirong casually talked about the situation when Yang Ling went out to meet customers yesterday. The charter lady suddenly realized: "Okay, I'll take the bowl back." The charter lady took the empty bowl and left.
As for Chen Qirong, after cleaning up a little, she simply took off her shoes, curled up on the small sofa, clicked on Baidu casually, found a soap opera, and watched it......
I've been falling asleep dizzily, and when I wake up, it's already evening, and I can vaguely hear the sound of a TV series, and it's the sound of a TV series I watched a few days ago.
Following the prestige, Yang Ling saw Chen Qirong curled up on the sofa at a glance, lying quietly on the sofa with his coat covered, as if he was already asleep. Approaching cautiously, Yang Ling first turned off the sound of the soap opera, and as soon as the sound stopped, Chen Qirong slowly opened her eyes.
"Yang Ling, you're awake!" Now it's Chen Qirong's turn that is wrong, she looks very sleepy, Yang Ling has no doubt that Chen Qirong will fall asleep in the next moment.
It's just that this mobile phone also turns out to be sleepy? Yang Ling couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?" ”
"No, it's out of power......" As soon as the weak voice sounded, Chen Qirong fell on the sofa again.
Yang Ling turned out the pink mobile phone, and sure enough, it was about to run out of power, close to one percent of the battery, and if it didn't charge it, I was afraid it would automatically shut down.
The mobile phone was connected to the charger, and Yang Ling asked again: "It's okay." ”
"Let me lie down for a while."
"Oh." Yang Ling responded.
After sitting in front of the sofa for about ten minutes, Yang Ling covered Chen Qirong with the blanket on the bed, it seems that this Chen Qirong is basically no different from ordinary humans, who knows if she will catch the same cold as humans, if she catches a cold at that time, it will not be good.
"What kind of creature do you think you are?"
Yang Ling's eyes stared at Chen Qirong tightly, there are not many opportunities like this, this girl has always been very lively and active, but it is rare to see her quiet appearance, but the more she looks at it, the more she feels that she is really beautiful.
"It's better to have a plan to do things, and I'm not worried that no one will urge me anyway." Yang Ling muttered to himself.
Turned around and picked up the pink mobile phone and wrote something in the notepad, tomorrow is Monday, it's time to go to work, Yang Ling just wrote in the notebook when to have breakfast, when to go to work, and when to go home.
As for what to eat for breakfast, these things don't matter, because it seems that someone will decide all this without authorization, and the preparation is still the best thing within Yang Ling's tolerance, Yang Ling stuffed all the money left on his body to Chen Qirong, and only left a few dozen yuan for himself.
Pursing his lips, the taste of the bowl of millet mung bean porridge before going to bed still seemed to remain in his mouth, Yang Ling thought thoughtfully, and his fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard.