: Chapter 26

A week later, the special department of the nursing home.
Zhou Hui tasted the soup and said, "You can't do this, it's all MSG. You're so bad for the patient. And the little beauty is injured in the internal organs, and it's not because you gave birth to a child without milk. What are the big bones?"
"..." Yu Jingzhong humbly asked: "I ordered this from the army hotel, what do you say you should eat?"
Zhou Hui is a good teacher.
He is different from Chu He who does everything for you but does not tell you everything: Chu He has no special interest in anything, but Zhou Hui’s interest is very broad; as long as you ask the one he is interested in In point, he doesn't mind to share the most proud things in his heart.
"Consolation to the patient, the most important thing is to nourish the blood and nourish the qi. And the most important thing is that soup is not delicious, but nutritious, and adding so many MSG seasonings is actually useless. If you have money, you can buy ginseng for 500 years. Two trees, I know a few ginseng vendors in Changbai Mountain, the price is not true, the goods must be true; if you have no money, black bone chicken and black fish are slowly boiled at home, until the bones are completely melted into the soup, add The bamboo shoots and wolfberry boil until there is only a small bowl left, and it is very refreshing to give the patients a bowl every day."
Zhou Hui raised the holding bucket in his hand and said, "Well, this is a black bone chicken stewed from 500-year-old mountain ginseng. A small piece of nail with such a large fingernail is enough. The most important thing for stew soup is fire, Don’t use the induction cooker or the pressure cooker to charge it. Can you compare the nutrients that come out after 20 minutes of heating and simmering for two days?"
Yu Jingzhong nodded and was taught. The two walked up the steps of the nursing home together, and walked to the elevator through the hall.
Zhou Hui also said in earnestly: "Don't look at this time-consuming work, in fact, it's not at all costly, just look at the fire. What do you think, the little beauty of others follow you? What are you poor civil servants who have money for others? Can you buy a house and buy a luxury car in Sanhuan? Can you give people three times a year to scan and travel in Europe? Don’t look at me with this kind of eyes, you are all suspended for checking, not only the money is not even the future is about to run out, no more What should I do if I want to keep others in my dim sum.-And you better pray that the little beauty has never heard the golden rule of "Don't plan to be good to you", otherwise it would be useless to give one hundred and eighty bowls of soup a day. Shake your green hat every minute."
"..." Yu Jingzhong sighed incomparably: "I really have nothing to think about Yan Lanyu..."
"It's best if you can think like this," Zhou Hui slapped his legs, very satisfied and understanding: "--I honestly should be your brother as a brother, but I really don't speak with conscience. You think What do you have? I won’t talk about those poor deposit slips, so I’ll mix up the deputy office and stop checking. I’ll say it’s better to say that it’s a bit older. It can hurt people. It’s hard to say a few times in the evening... Hey, I’m sorry for the little beauty. You said that even if he found our uncle, even though he’s stupid, he is also a young, handsome, and rich man; I am looking for you such a middle-aged uncle who has no money, no appearance and no sex..."
"Zhou Hui!" Yu Jingzhong said angrily: "Yan Lanyu has nothing to do with me! Don't talk about people like that!"
The elevator door jingled open, and Zhou Hui forced out Yu Jingzhong's neck and smiled indecently: "I understand, I understand, you two are nothing, really nothing. You are not in front of other people's beds Smoking and wiping tears are going to die, and people don’t have to twist their hands alive to save you... nothing, you two are pure revolutionary friendship, brothers and I understand."
Yu Jingzhong desperately wanted to break free, Zhou Hui squeezed hard to let go, the two scrambled across the corridor, and all the doctors and nurses greeted them. When the nurses saw Zhou Hui, shy blushes appeared on their faces.
Zhou Hui greeted the little beauties in a good mood, and asked Yu Jingzhong: "So you are really being pushed down?"
When I mentioned this, Yu Jingzhong wanted to touch the cigarette, but looking at the four bright red characters in the hospital corridor, smoking was reluctantly endured, saying, "I was so excited that I killed the old man, and the people of the old man's school wanted to kill me. , Suspending my post above is also a way of protection."
"Then when will you reinstate?"
"do not know."
Zhou Hui looked at him pitifully: "How about it, why don't you come and do it with my brother. Last time, Han Bangzi sent someone to ask me to be a minister, equivalent to RMB 800,000 every month... I’m still going to be a horse for you, how are you doing?"
Yu Jingzhong said depressedly: "Don't go."
"Oh, you guys," Zhou Hui said, "I don't know how to work around or make money. Who is your wife-in-law? I wanted to sell your half-ginseng cheaply, so when can you afford it? "
Without saying anything, Yu Jingzhong immediately turned his trouser pocket: "What about ginseng? Bring it!"
Zhou Hui shouted, clutching his pants: "The fourth son! The fourth son is coming out soon!-Yu Fu is crazy to be strong
Violent your man, come out and protect me!"
Not far from the ward, Chu He put down his book to caress his forehead, and said that he would be raped by him. Please, you are a match.
Zhou Hui covered the pants with one hand
Crotch, with one hand to protect the heat preservation barrel, and soon lost position, Yu Jingzhong took out half of the bright white translucent little ginseng from his pants pocket, and carefully turned around in his arms. Just go. Zhou Hui chased two steps, and Yu Jingzhong immediately ran off the cigarette to the intensive care unit, only to hear Zhou Hui still shouting behind him: "Ten thousand a year!-I will give you a discount of 9,800 a year. Two point handling fee!"
Yu Jingzhong stumbled and ran away quickly.
"Poor civil servants, blind dates can't find a daughter-in-law." Zhou Hui shook her head with emotion, carrying a heat preservation barrel into Chuhe's ward, and said: "What are you doing, dear?"
As soon as Chu He collected the book, Zhou Hui immediately threw it up, forcibly snatching it in spite of his resistance: "Hey, hey-I know you want to take advantage of nobody's peeping at Xiao Huangshu, and miss her husband? Husband beats Vatican 18 times a night. Isn’t that much better? It’s used to give me a comment and teach me—hey?
Zhou Hui flipped through the worn and yellowed threaded book, wondering:
Hug the corpse? The corpse I heard After all, what is it about holding corpses?"
Chu He snatched the book back into the drawer and calmly said: "What did you sell to Yu Zhongzhong?"
Chu He was wearing thin pajamas, sitting in an armchair by the bed, squinting slightly and staring at Zhou Hui. For this person's age, his skin and figure are kept very well. The lines from the shoulder to the spine and waist are thin and straight, and a tight and thin arm is exposed under the sleeve; The calves are straight and long, and the t-models are just as much exercise.
"Oh, he was given half a ginseng..." Zhou Hui's eyes fell on Chuhe, and his attention was immediately diverted. He walked a few circles from top to bottom with a completely unobtrusive gaze, serving soup When I almost spilled the soup.
"My dear," he solemnly said: "If you don't want to keep it like this for hundreds of years, I think it's fine."
Chu He raised his eyebrows subtly, did not express an opinion, and took a sip of the soup.
"When you were intact before, you were out of the camera all day, and honestly, I was under a lot of pressure." Zhou Hui was sitting on the hospital bed with his buttocks, and two strong long-legged horses with gold knives diverged, but he I didn't care at all, saying: "Van Luo's goods that stare at other people's wives and other sons all day will not be mentioned. Every time they go out, others will only pay attention to you and not me, and in the presence of Lao Tzu, his mother dare to rush up to offer his diligence, Is Dangzheng the dead? Is there the King of the Three Kings..."
"Cough cough!" Chu He choked on the soup and stopped drinking: "Zhou Hui!"
"Oh-now you are not allowed to mention it, your double-standard goods."
Chuhe coughed repeatedly, stomping the bowl on the table, wondering: "What is this taste? What did you put inside?"
Zhou Hui mixed his teasing, teasing, and red
naked naked eyes to strip off his ex-wife’s whole body clothes
to it, and then slowly said: "...that ginseng you planted."
Chuhe jumped his forehead.
"Strictly speaking, it's not yours to plant. After all, I have been watering for so many years, ah-I originally wanted to keep the life of Jing Zhong's flesh and blood, and give him his life when the limit is reached." Zhou Hui scratched his chin and said with emotion: "But after he killed the old man that day, I went down to find him and saw him squatting by the bed of the Little Beauty's bed and smoking, and said to me while spitting clouds:'Zhou Hui, One day when I am dying, don’t give me another life, just let me follow the cycle of life and death, and go quietly.
-You see this is pretending to be, I will pull out the ginseng when I go home
Now."
Chu He politely said: "I think this is still my ginseng."
Zhou Hui immediately retorted: "What you think is not necessarily the truth. For example, many years ago, you thought I was your gun
friend, do you still think so?"
"..." Chu Hexin said I don't think you will rise from gun
friend to non-gun
you will take less time to grow than my two ginseng, but he is wise not to say this, but to compare Obediently said: "Okay."
Zhou Hui was immediately proud.
The complacent Zhou Hui also wanted to continue to publish his high opinion on the deposit of Cannon Friends, Yu Fu, and the ownership of ginseng, but at this time the door was carefully knocked twice, and only the voice of Zhang Shun asked carefully: " ...Brother? Are you inside?"
Zhou Hui's face immediately went black.
Chu He motioned for him to open the door, but Zhou Hui was still indifferent for a long time. It wasn't until Zhang Shun knocked several times, and finally asked: "Are you surnamed Zhou? Are you also in it, right?" He didn't sulky and said: "Why! Why? Little tadpoles ask your brother for milk What about it?"
Zhang Shun lowered his airway in a low voice: "Green... The frog is oviparous and does not breastfeed."
Chu He's mouth slightly suspiciously picked up, instantly regaining his expressionless expression. Zhou Hui shook his head and walked to the door to tear off an ink note attached to the door panel and reached out to open the door.
Zhang Shun headed in, looked at Zhou Hui first, and then looked at Chu He humbly: "...brother, let me take a look at you."
Since the day of the turmoil, Zhou Hui looked at Zhang Shun and his nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes. Although Zhang Shun was aggrieved, he knew that he was justified. He was a man with his tail every day and ran to Yan Lanyu's ward next door.
In fact, Zhou Hui was the most fearful of people who shrank and shrank—just like Vatican, he shot at the door and snatched it away. At most, he was killed and thrown out to feed the dog. After reincarnation, he was killed 18 times. Going out to feed the dog; but Zhang Shun was so brow-stricken and bemoaning his brother. He obviously left him playing for many years ago, but now he was picked up and played again by the little pig-eating cub. See how uncomfortable.
The unhappy Zhou boss just wanted to show off his taunting skills, and only listened to the faint voice of Chu He: "Zhou Hui."
"--Yo! This is so distressing? Little Bunny sucked the stars that day and had a great time playing, and I didn't see him distressed and distressed you..."
"Zhou Hui!" Chu He shouted.
Zhou Hui rolled his eyes and just wanted to make two more knives, only to see Zhang Shun stretched out his right hand.
The palm of Buddha’s hand was covered with bandages, wrapped tightly, and no skin was exposed from the base of the finger to the arm.
"..." Zhou Hui just stopped, sneered, "Come in."
Zhang Shun bowed his shoulders like a child who did something wrong, slipped into the ward in small steps, and put the fruit basket bought downstairs on the bedside table-he came to visit his brother, of course, he brought nothing, but arrived The hospital thought and was guilty, so I went to the hospital supermarket to buy the most expensive fruit basket for emergency. I thought that if the embarrassment was cold, I could still use the skill of cutting apples to save the scene.
"Let's talk first," Zhou Hui's sleeves, staring at Zhang Ershao from the top, said with a masterly slow attitude: "Your brother is weak, don't disturb him for too long, he has a look when he should go." He shook the ink in front of Chu He, "I posted it outside the door, don't run around, don't think I forgot."
The door closed with a click, and Zhang Shun couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"
Chu He raised his chin.
Looking in the direction he indicated, Zhang Shun was horrified to find dozens of the same yellow paper ink signs on the surrounding walls, dragons and phoenixes, and even the head of the bed and the ceiling were not let go, at first glance like a haunted house. .
"The imprisoned character," Chu He said, "Prevent me from running away while people are not paying attention. I have been there since the return of H city to Beijing-don't move." He stopped Zhang Ershao, who got angry and wanted to tear the character, Say: "You can't intervene in things between us, and this type of attack power is extremely domineering, you can't carry it."
"Then he can't detain you!" Zhang Shun said incredulously.
"We can't intervene in our affairs."
His brother's face was very calm, without any emotion, as if to state a simple fact. In front of such an indestructible attitude, Zhang Shun had no choice but to sit down and said: "I know you will not give me any explanation..."
Chu He slightly adjusted his sitting posture in his armchair. His long, cold fingers crossed and rested on his legs. He looked straight at Zhang Shun’s right hand, which was wrapped in bandages.
"How did it happen?" he asked.
The bandage looked normal at first glance, but within the corners of the circle, there was a faint stark blood stain.
Zhou Hui didn't notice it just now, but in front of Chuhe, it seemed that all parents would immediately find out when the child was sick and showed a little sign, and nothing could be hidden. Zhang Shun remembered that his brother usually asked him to supply him. He was patient and meticulous. He took care of him so big that he could not help his nose.
"I cut off the Buddha's seal," he whispered with a nasal voice. "The palm of my palm was not torn, and I went to the emergency department two days ago."
At that moment he thought Chu He would lift the table, get angry, and even rush over to give him a slap; but his brother didn't do it. He kept looking at Zhang Shun and asked, "Why?"
Zhang Shun took a deep breath, and his chest undulated violently.
He stared at his hand motionlessly, as if he saw a flower suddenly appearing on the bandage; he swallowed a little after a while, and whispered, "...brother, Maha becomes like this, does it have anything to do with me?" ?"