Chapter Twenty-Five: The Hatred of Jajang-chan Noodles

The wood-burning stove was in the yard, and the aroma of the meat stewed over a small fire was blown by the wind, and almost the entire street was filled.

Although the conditions in this year are much better than in earlier years, there are not many people who can eat meat at once, and there are even fewer stews at night, most of them are porridge, steamed buns, green vegetables and pickles.

So as soon as the smell of meat came out, many people on the street at home stood there and sniffed.

It smells so good!

Lu Changqing was facing a crystal clear bird's nest, holding a porcelain spoon full of honey in his hand, and stirring it mechanically.

Delicious in the world, nourishing holy products.

But Lu Changqing frowned, as if this was not a honey bird's nest at all, but a bowl of bitter medicine.

Looking at the white bird's nest, but couldn't help but think of the bowl of pimple soup at the Duan family last night, Lu Changqing felt more and more unappetizing, so he simply threw away the spoon and stood up.

"Ahem...... Drink the bird's nest before leaving. ”

Old Man Lu knew his grandson's temperament and kept staring at him.

Lu Changqing sighed a little helplessly, just a gust of wind with the smell of fragrant meat blew in from the street, and Lu Changqing, who had not entered the water and rice for a day, suddenly made a commotion in the Five Organs Temple.

What a delicacy this is that it can smell like this.

Lu Changqing rushed out of the pharmacy uncontrollably with the scent.

"I'm afraid it's not a stewed pig, it's too fragrant!"

"Yes, have we opened any new shops near here, and the soy milk in the morning is too, it's so fragrant!"

The streets were full of talkers, but no one knew where the scent came from.

Lu Changqing couldn't help but be a little disappointed, he also smelled the fragrance in the morning, and chased Zhou Huilan to buy a bunch of food in the morning market, but he didn't eat a bite, not that he didn't want to eat, but he didn't have the slightest appetite when he saw the food, but he also felt disgusted.

Every time I eat, it's like being tortured.

But last night......

Lu Changqing's stomach was making a fuss again, and he couldn't even control his smacking his mouth.

Looking at the closed small door of the Duan family, Lu Changqing suddenly clenched his fists, went back to the house to pick up the medicinal oil and left.

As soon as Zhou Huilan put the noodles into the pot, she heard a knock on the door.

At first, she thought it was a delusion, but the knock kept ringing, and she was sure that someone was really knocking.

Granny Duan is alone, with no relatives or friends, who will knock on the door?

Zhou Huilan added a big bowl of cold water to the pot, trotted to open the door, and was also stunned when she saw Lu Changqing, who was standing tall outside the door.

Lu Changqing had never been so nervous, he lowered his head crampedly, he didn't dare to look at Zhou Huilan's face at all, and his palms pinching the medicinal oil were full of sweat, but fortunately, his words were quite neat: "Granny Duan's legs need to be massaged continuously...... Yes. ”

There were a lot of people on the street who were watching the excitement, and they caught a glimpse of Zhou Huilan pointing and pointing.

Zhou Huilan ignored them, sucked her stomach and stepped aside, "Thank you, Doctor Lu, please come in!" ”

Hearing this, Lu Changqing's tense shoulders collapsed suddenly, but fortunately, Zhou Huilan was so focused on tightening her stomach that she didn't pay attention to him at all.

The deep alley at the door was very narrow, and the smell of meat was getting stronger and stronger, but when he walked past Zhou Huilan, Lu Changqing smelled a faint fragrance, the smell was very light, but it seemed familiar.

It's just that without waiting for Lu Changqing to think about it, the smell of meat became stronger and stronger, completely covering the fragrance, and Lu Changqing's Five Organs Temple was also stirred up more and more by this fragrance.

He was a little embarrassed and took a few steps behind, for fear of being heard by Zhou Huilan.

Fortunately, Zhou Huilan was worried about the noodles in her pot, and she trotted up after taking a few steps, for fear of overflowing.

When Lu Changqing entered the courtyard, he saw Zhou Huilan sandwiching noodles into the bowl, and the steaming heat blurred the woman's round face, Lu Qingshan smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

However, he is such a big person, he can't open his mouth so clearly and ask people for food.

Lu Changqing swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and went straight into Granny Duan's house.

There was an extra table of eight immortals and four benches in the room.

The chubby little girl was lying on the table of the Eight Immortals painting, and Granny Duan was sitting on the side, with a doting smile on her face.

Seeing Lu Changqing come in, Granny Duan's smile disappeared all of a sudden, "Doctor Lu, why are you here?" ”

Lu Changqing was a little embarrassed, because of the grievances of the older generation, although he and this Granny Duan lived on the opposite side, they hadn't said a few words for decades, if it weren't for the fact that his grandfather forced him to wait for Zhou Huilan on the street last night, he wouldn't have thought of dealing with this withdrawn old woman at all.

"I'll help you press your legs, so it can get better faster." Lu Changqing felt that his face was hot.

Fortunately, Granny Duan didn't ask any more questions, and sat back on the bed on crutches.

Here, Granny Duan's trouser leg had just been rolled up, but Zhou Huilan brought the noodles.

She served two bowls first, one bowl for her mother-in-law and one bowl for Yaoyao, this noodle can't be put when it's cooked, and it will be lumpy as soon as it is put away, so she can only hurry up and eat it.

But you can't let Lu Changqing just wait for them to eat, right?

Zhou Huilan subconsciously politely said, "Doctor Lu, have you eaten?" Coarse tea and light rice, why don't you eat some together here? ”

"Good!"

For a moment, Zhou Huilan seemed to see Lu Changqing licking his mouth.

Is he here to eat?

Fake politeness meets honesty, Zhou Huilan promised to come out of the house, but she hated to give herself this mouth.

What's going on!

She finally made up her mind tonight, cooked herself a bowl of noodles, and thought that after eating for a while, she would run around the yard twice to offset the heat......

But I asked a lot of questions, and it was gone, it was gone.

In order to make the noodles in the bowl look less less, Zhou Huilan only left a chopstick for herself.

When more than half a bowl of fried noodles was handed to Lu Changqing, even Yaoyao noticed that something was wrong with her, but Lu Changqing seemed to be invisible, took the noodles a few times and mixed well, and opened his mouth to take a big mouthful.

"It smells so good!"

You're really not welcome at all.

Zhou Huilan came out of the house angrily, holding the little noodles that couldn't even cover the bottom of the bowl, she really couldn't sit on the table.

A man sat in the kitchen and chewed the mouthful of noodles a hundred times before he was reluctant to swallow it.

Zhou Huilan was still hungry, surrounded by the smell of fried noodles but she didn't have to eat, in order to suppress that anxiety, Zhou Huilan closed the kitchen door and came to the dead tree.

A bucket of well water spread down her hands to her whole body, and the feeling of anxiety disappeared, and Zhou Huilan's mood calmed down.

She didn't dare to stay longer, and quickly retreated after absorbing the energy of a bucket of water.

As soon as the kitchen door opened, Lu Changqing came over with a bowl.

"Where is the water pipe, I'll wash it for you." Lu Changqing was full of food and drink at the moment, and he couldn't say how comfortable he was, and he also felt that he was a little rude, and wanted to make up for it.

"No need, you're not here to help your mother-in-law press her legs, hurry up and get down to business." Zhou Huilan directly took the bowl, turned around and went into the kitchen, and didn't forget to close the door.

For a foodie, there is no mercy for the food grabber!

For the sake of him showing his mother-in-law's leg and not asking for a consultation fee, it should be regarded as a meal to pay for the consultation!

Although she comforted herself over and over again, the bowl of fried noodles that was not delicious still made Zhou Huilan linger for many days.