Chapter Twenty-Seven: My Hand Is Burned

Lin Yongzhong saw his daughter come in, hurriedly put away his hypocrisy, and his expression returned to normal.

"Xiaobai, why didn't you tell us that Professor Qin was your life-saving benefactor, and you would have taken Professor Qin to a state-run restaurant for dinner if you knew me."

The grace of saving lives is just that a simple meal at home is not solemn enough.

Lin Xiaobai couldn't cry or laugh, "Dad, I've already thanked Professor Qin, and Professor Qin is usually so busy, so I don't want him to come to our house for a special trip." ”

Qin Weining is a big professor, so she doesn't have to think about it, there must be a lot of things to do every day, plus she just sent a jujube cake Qin Weining is not particularly willing to accept it, how can she go to the restaurant.

"Saving people is what I should do, Xiaobai has indeed thanked me, Uncle Lin doesn't have to care about this."

Qin Weining followed Lin Xiaobai's words, and Lin Yongzhong couldn't say anything more.

"Lao Lin, don't be a mother-in-law, Professor Qin is a real person, besides, your daughter works in a state-run hotel, where can her craftsmanship be?"

Chen Youde really envied Lin Yongzhong in his heart, there was a big professor at home who came to dinner, and he was still a lifesaver when he asked.

Lin Yongzhong nodded, "The stationmaster is right. ”

Lin Xiaobai made a total of five dishes, steamed crucian carp, vegetarian stir-fried shiitake mushrooms, cold cucumbers, vegetable egg drop soup and mapo tofu.

She took out the steamed wooden bucket of rice, and when she arrived in the hall, her hands were so hot that the barrel would fall to the ground if she was not careful.

"Oops!"

Seeing that the steamed rice was about to be gone, Lin Xiaobai reached out to pick it up, but he didn't touch the wooden barrel, but touched Qin Weining's hand.

The touch is warm, and the ore has been inspected for many years with a slight roughness, giving people an extraordinarily real feeling.

At the moment of touching, Qin Weining immediately withdrew his hand, he was not used to having physical contact with other people.

Lin Xiaobai was stunned, her hands weren't dirty, as for hiding so quickly?

"I'll bring it in."

Qin Weining didn't wait for Lin Xiaobai to speak, and entered the house with a wooden bucket of rice.

Lin Xiaobai followed into the house, thinking that the barrel was so hot, he directly held the bottom of the barrel, didn't his hand hurt?

She kept observing Qin Weining's hand to see if his hand would be badly burned.

Chen Youde joked, "Xiaobai, do you think that Professor Qin is a talent, and he is moved?" ”

Lin Xiaobai: ......

She's not just looking at her face!

"Uncle Youde, this fish is delicious, eat it while it's hot!"

She moved the fish in front of Chen Youde, and Chen Youde laughed.

"Xiaobai is shy, Cheng, I won't say it, eat with peace of mind!"

Chen Youde picked up chopsticks and ate fish, and the more he ate, the more he felt delicious.

"Your steamed fish is better than the canteen, almost the same as that of a state-run hotel, and you are worthy of being a person working in a state-run hotel!"

He thought it was delicious, gave a thumbs up to Quarin Xiaobai, and urged Qin Weining to eat it quickly.

Qin Weining took the wooden bucket of rice just now, the temperature at the bottom of the barrel was relatively high, and his hands were red, but he didn't want to cause trouble to others, so he didn't say anything.

Lin Xiaobai noticed that his palms were red, turned around and poured a basin of cold water into the kitchen, poured half a bottle of vinegar into the cold water, wet the towel with this water, and then took it to the hall.

"Professor Qin, if the scalded hand is not treated in time, it will leave a scar, so cool it down quickly."

Why is this person so strange, his hands are red and he doesn't squeak, waiting for his hands to leave scars and become ugly?

Lin Xiaobai took the chopsticks from his hand and forcibly stuffed the towel into Qin Weining's hand.