Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2826 Don't be distracted (three more)
While the two of them were talking, Yang Ruoqing had already made breakfast and put it in a multi-layered mahogany insulated food box.

"Ping'er, I have to go. The big and small ones are still waiting for me to bring food, ha ha." She picked up the food box and smiled at Ping'er.

Ping'er said: "What kind of food do you want to eat at noon? Tell me, I'll make it, and when it's done, put it here, you or Fengtang whoever comes to pick it up."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, and said: "I can't tell yet, let's see when the time comes, just keep busy with your work, don't disturb your rhythm just because we Zhi'er came to the medical clinic."

Ping'er shook her head: "I don't have any rhythm..."

Over there, Chef Zhou just finished the two servings of noodle shrimp ordered by the customer, and asked the waiter to send them to the lobby of the front yard when the color and fragrance were the best, so he finally came to Yang Ruoqing's side in time.

"Qing'er, is Dazhi feeling better?" Chef Zhou asked.

The host girl is kind-hearted, and her son was lost by the bad guys, not only did she not resent the neighbors who had sons.

On the contrary, she still took care of her adopted son with such heart and soul, as if she was her own.

Many times in the past, when the couple from the host family came to the restaurant in the town, they would bring the two children with them.

One of the two children is biological and the other is adopted, and they are treated equally in everything they buy and eat.

Moreover, Chef Zhou also teased the kid named Dazhi, from the dependence between that kid and the boss girl,

Chef Zhou, who is already a father, can feel that the girl from the host family is not a public show, but in private, she has a real close relationship with the child, because children can't lie, and they can't pretend.

Yang Ruoqing was about to leave, but when she heard Chef Zhou's question, she stopped.

"The cough is better, and the fever has finally subsided a little. I woke up this morning and said I wanted to eat, so I came here quickly." She said.

Chef Zhou nodded again and again: "It's good to know you're hungry, it's a sign of improvement."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Uncle Zhou, you have a good word."

Chef Zhou continued: "What would you like to have for lunch? Just tell me so I can prepare it in advance."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing and Ping'er looked at each other, and they both laughed.

"What are you laughing at, you guys?" Chef Zhou was confused.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Uncle Zhou, Cai Ping'er also asked about your words just now. I told her that I don't know yet, and I will talk about it at noon. You can just follow your own arrangements and don't need to be distracted by us." .”

I returned to the Yihechun Medical Center as quickly as possible.

At this time, it was already morning, the medical center had opened, and a new day had begun.

The lobby was as busy as usual. Due to the change of seasons and the sudden drop in temperature, the number of sick people increased sharply.

Coughing is everywhere, and the children are held in the arms of the adults, coaxed, crying and crying.

The environment in the front yard was really bad, so Yang Ruoqing hurried to the back yard.

The ward area in the backyard was now filled with a strong smell of medicine.

The family members of the patients who lived in the medical hall for treatment, or servants, etc., were all boiling medicine on the small stoves at the door of their respective wards.

The scents of various medicines are entangled together, forming an invisible barrier, covering a small piece of sky in the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing went straight to Dazhi's ward, opened the door, and saw a curtain drawn between the two side-by-side beds.

This curtain is a pair of bed sheets that she brought from home. At that time, she was worried that Dazhi would vomit non-stop and dirty the bed sheets in the hospital for a while, so she brought an extra pair. Here comes in handy.

In the ward, lying on the bed near the door was Dazhi, and Luo Fengtang was sitting by the bed, putting on a coat for Dazhi.

Yang Huazhong also stood aside, watching with a smile.

Yang Huaming was also there, but he didn't speak, his brows were frowning, obviously still worried about money.

"Breakfast is here, come and eat!" Yang Ruoqing cheered towards Dazhi after entering the room.

Dazhi's eyes fell on the mahogany food box that Yang Ruoqing was carrying, and she couldn't help but stick out her little tongue and gently licked her lower lip.

"Zhi'er, mother cooked vegetables and egg noodles for you, and your aunt Ping'er also cooked sweet glutinous rice porridge with red dates for you, mother will come and feed you later." Yang Ruoqing put the food in the food box On a table next to him, he sat on the bed with his head turned and his eyes followed her, Da Zhi said.

"What to eat first? Sweet porridge or noodles?" She asked again.

Dazhi said without hesitation: "Noodles, noodles made by mother."

"Okay, then mother will feed you noodles first." Yang Ruoqing said, picked up the noodles and sat by the bed.

"Father, Fourth Uncle, Tang Yazi, don't stand still, the food box is full of food, you are grateful to eat while it's hot." She greeted.

"Three bowls of fried rice, I think it's hard to fill your stomachs with the soup this morning, so I made egg fried rice, starving." She said again.

Then Luo Fengtang went to the food box, opened it and found that there were four servings inside, presumably Qing Er saved one for herself.

Luo Fengtang took out the two bowls of Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming first, handed them to them, and then took out his own.

"Qing'er, what about your share?" Luo Fengtang asked suddenly.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I can't eat. When I was in the kitchen over there, I drank a bowl of longan and lotus seed soup, and my stomach is still bloated."

"Eat a few more mouthfuls of egg fried rice, that soup will not make you hungry." Luo Fengtang said again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I have to save my stomach for lunch, don't keep it, you'll be mad if you eat it yourself."

"Fourth brother, don't just walk here with your head buried in your head. You can also ask Xiaojuan." Yang Huazhong said to Yang Huaming.

The chopsticks in Yang Huaming's hands kept on, and he hummed disapprovingly, "No need to go, with her virtue, at this time, there is only her mouth and nostrils left to breathe, and she can't eat at all!"

Yang Huazhong asked again: "Then have you asked the doctor? Everything must be done according to the doctor's wishes."

Yang Huaming said: "Third brother, don't worry, that girl, you should be thankful if you can get this life back. What are you thinking about!"

Yang Huazhong was speechless and ate in silence.

After dinner, Yang Huazhong should go back, there is still a lot of work at home for him to deal with.

"Qing'er, is there something in short supply that you want me to send?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "It's gone for now."

Yang Huazhong said: "OK, then I'll go back first..."

"Third brother, wait for me, I'll go back with you." Yang Huaming suddenly said.

Yang Huazhong was stunned, while Yang Ruoqing rushed to say: "Fourth Uncle, you went back, what's wrong with Xiaojuan? Tang Yazi and I want to watch Dazhi, you can take care of your business yourself.

(End of this chapter)