Chapter 322: A Bowl of Shredded Chicken Porridge (2)
"Mr. Qiao," Canghai said, "I've disturbed your meal." ā
"Uh-huh, um-hmm, um-hmm......" Qiao Xiang shook his head desperately, waving his hands wildly, but he couldn't speak, and he was afraid that the sea would say goodbye, so he grabbed him.
Canghai said quite shyly: "Mr. Qiao, I didn't mean to disturb you, I just asked them where the pharmacy was, and they asked me to come to Mr. Qiao." Hmm......" He glanced at the courtyard by the light in the house, pointed to the herbs on the shelf and said, "Why don't you eat yours, I'll find it myself?"
Qiao Xiang couldn't help but laugh when he heard him speak. finally swallowed a mouthful of food and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, you can talk about it first." He still dragged him in.
Canghai looked at the clean and tidy kitchen, and listened to Qiao Xiang say again: "Does your head still hurt?" I went to change your dressing during the day, but you weren't there, I was thinking that I would go back after you finished dinner, but it happened that you came." He didn't see it, but pointed to the food and said, "Have you eaten?" ā
Canghai was stunned. Surprised Qiao Xiang knew so much about him.
"Hmm...... I...... I haven't eaten yet. Canghai had no choice but to tell the truth, "I haven't been back since I came out in the afternoon." ā
"Oh, that's better," Qiao Xiang had already gone to the cupboard to get another pair of dishes and chopsticks, added a large bowl of rice, and stuffed the chopsticks into Canghai's hand, "Sit down and eat it while it's hot, I don't know if it suits your appetite." After that, he sat back on the bench, picked up his rice bowl and ate. It was as if he thought that Canghai would definitely sit down and dine with him.
Canghai held the hot porcelain bowl and stood in place looking at Qiao Xiang with his head down and feasting, and even said what he should have said: "Xie Lu Xie Qiao, I'm sorry." After all, he didn't say anything. Until the bottom of the bowl was so hot that he could barely hold it, Fang sat on the opposite side.
After putting the dishes and chopsticks, he lowered his head deeply, and he couldn't see his face clearly. It wasn't until Qiao Xiang ate the second half of the bowl of rice without squinting that he heard the sound of the jade bracelet touching lightly and said in such a small volume as standing outside the courtyard: "...... I'm not here to eat. ā
Qiao Xiang looked up sharply and saw him take his hands up from under the table, grabbed the dishes and chopsticks reservedly, and went to pick up the dishes with a red face.
So the roles were reversed. Instead, Qiao Xiang held the rice bowl and watched him eat.
The sea is also not squinting. After taking a bite of mint leaves and taking a bite of rice, Fang held the bowl with a small piece of rice and whispered with a red face: "I can't eat so much." ā
Qiao Xiang immediately smiled. He poked into his bowl with his chopsticks and dug a small lump of white rice into his bowl and put it into his bowl, then looked at him.
Canghai still shook his head. ā...... I still can't eat it. ā
So Qiao Xiang sighed, swept most of the bowl from his bowl, saw him nodded, and said, "This time it's okay." ā
So Qiao Xiang also nodded and said, "It's really here to eat, and I don't mind." ā
Canghai lowered his head deeply again, and poked the remaining white rice in a corner of the country.
ā...... IāI'm not really here to eat. He whispered, waited for a while, and continued to put down the chopsticks.
Canghai moves neither fast nor slow, and eats elegantly and enthusiastically. But Qiao Xiang found that he seemed to like the pot of braised pork very much, and in the way of getting rid of chopsticks in the rain and dew, only the pot of meat always had more chopsticks than others. And the dish of minced garlic and eggs, Canghai just looked at it, stretched out his chopsticks and dipped some oil soup, put them in his mouth and smacked the tip of the chopstick-
(To be continued......)
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