Chapter 204 The attentive man of the Duan family

In the quiet dining area upstairs of the only state-owned hotel in the town, three men were eating quietly.

Duan Yanzhi, who was sitting on the other side, couldn't help but glance at the mother and son who were concentrating on eating. He seemed to notice that Wang Ziru would frown every time she picked up food, so he said, "My uncle has caught a cold these days and can't eat spicy food. The dishes he ordered don't have chili in them."

He had eaten her cooking several times and knew that her dishes were very flavorful and she liked to add some spiciness to her food.

The man sitting next to Wang Ziru slowly raised his handsome face. He looked at the woman who was eating gloomily beside him and said in a deep voice: "Yanzhi, go and order two more dishes that she likes."

"No, no, no, no need. It's fine like this." Wang Ziru felt awkward being suddenly stared at by everyone.

"Really not necessary?" Duan Yanzhi's voice paused.

The corners of his lips curved up into a beautiful arc, and he leaned back in his chair in a defiant manner.

Wang Ziru looked around and her eyes fell on Commander Duan's half-smile. She was a little surprised that he had discovered that she liked spicy food.

She was afraid that Han Suijing would also ask her a question, so she ordered a few more dishes for her.

She glanced at Han Suijing secretly, and at this moment Han Suijing seemed to have realized that none of the dishes on the table were what she liked.

Han Suijing stared at his ex-fiancée for a few seconds with his deep eyes. When his sight touched her, he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and said, "I'll go downstairs and ask the boss to add two more dishes."

As he spoke, he tried to put on a more amiable expression and touched the kid sitting between them, "What do you want to eat? Uncle will ask the chef to make it for you."

Baoer blinked her clear eyes obediently, "Uncle, I want to eat egg drop soup..."

"Egg drop soup?" Han Suijing looked at the child's mother and asked, "Come with me and explain it to the chef more clearly."

“…This kid is really something. At home, he likes to eat rice soaked in egg drop soup to feel full. Sorry, you guys eat first.” Wang Ziru quickly put down the chopsticks in her hand, stood up and followed Han Suijing downstairs.

After watching his young wife go downstairs, Duan Yan stood up straight and left the chair, looking at the little person sitting on the chair opposite him, "When you eat with uncle in the future, just ask mom to order whatever you like."

Duan Suili looked at the child, then looked at his older nephew sitting opposite him.

They seem to be more familiar?!

"Here, eat a piece of spareribs." Duan Suili took a piece of spareribs and put it in Bao'er's bowl. He glanced at the rice in the child's bowl. He dug a hole in it and didn't eat anything. Could it be that even the children didn't like the dishes on the table.

Baoer blinked her eyes and felt that this uncle was very friendly. She quickly got up and sat on her mother's chair and chatted with Duan Suili.

The two went downstairs to find the shopkeeper, and Wang Ziru carefully explained to the shopkeeper how to make scallion and egg soup.

"Mix the egg liquid. When the water in the pot boils, pour the egg liquid in the pot a few times until all the egg liquid is poured into the pot. Wait for about ten seconds, sprinkle a little salt, a few drops of sesame oil, and sprinkle some chopped green onions when you take it out of the pot."

The shopkeeper laughed and nodded, "I'm so sorry to ask the girl to teach us how to cook. Wait a moment, I'll go and tell the chef."

"Excuse me, old man."

"Order two more dishes you like. Don't always take care of the children and forget to take care of yourself." Han Suijing felt uncomfortable as if something was blocked in his throat, his nose was sore, and he said softly.

Wang Ziru was startled, hesitated for two seconds, shook her head and smiled: "No need to order anymore, Mr. Duan has already spent money today."

Looking at the woman so close to him, Han Suijing curled up a faint smile at the corner of his lips. She was a girl from the countryside, but she knew when to advance and when to retreat.

After so many years, she is still a polite and well-educated woman in his mind.

"Then I'll treat you to dinner today. Can you add two dishes, braised pork or stir-fried pork with chili peppers?" Han Suijing felt sorry for her.

"Really, no need. We can have dinner together next time if we have the chance..."

Will there be another chance next time?

Han Suijing knew very well that these years of married life had smoothed out her edges, and even when facing him at this moment, she would not do anything out of line.

Back upstairs, Wang Ziru saw Baoer sitting next to Duan Suili. The two of them got along very well, and she felt inexplicably moved.

Duan Yanzhi kept saying that his uncle was not only the boss of the Duan family, but also the helmsman of the Hongtai business gang, which was the leader of the three major business gangs in western Yi.

It is really rare for a man of such status to have such a friendly side.

As soon as they sat down, Duan Yanzhi asked, "Have you ordered?"

"She said no need for more food."

Duan Yan looked straight at Han Suijing, frowned, went downstairs, but in the end he still didn't order any food for his young wife.

He picked up the bowl and chopsticks again, and a hoarse laugh escaped from his throat, "Don't worry! The Duan family is rich, you two won't go broke from all the eating."

Han Suijing felt a little unhappy when he heard this.

What does it mean that the Duan family is so rich that it can’t go bankrupt?

Could it be that the Han family has no money and cannot afford to provide a few meals for the mother and son?

This doesn't make sense. This boss must not be nice to him in the future.

Not long after, the old shopkeeper brought over the egg drop soup. The scent of sesame oil floated in the air, which made people very hungry just by smelling it.

Duan Suili put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, took the white porcelain bowl from Baoer's hand, and said softly, "Come, uncle will help you to serve the soup."

The other two men at the table looked a little surprised. Does my uncle have such a gentle side?

Han Suijing pursed his lips tightly and lowered his eyelids lightly, trying hard to hide the disappointment in his eyes. No wonder Wang Ziru was so respectful to Duan Suili. Perhaps it was because they both had no burden in their hearts that they could be so frank and at ease.

"Hey! We have your favorite egg drop soup, too. Enjoy your meal." Duan Yanzhi said with a hearty laugh. As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the soup spoon, scooped a spoonful into his own bowl, and drank it in big gulps. "It's very fragrant and refreshing."

After spending some time together, Baoer gradually became less scared and smiled sweetly at Commander Duan opposite him, with a little egg flower hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Mouth, wipe the child's mouth." Duan Yan pointed at the child's mouth and said to his young wife.

Wang Ziru had just scooped a spoonful of soup for herself and was still holding the spoon in her hand, but she saw Duan Suili very naturally take out a clean handkerchief folded like a piece of tofu from his trouser pocket, put his palm on the back of the child's head, and gently wiped away the egg drop that leaked from the child's mouth with the handkerchief.

Because of Duan Suili's extremely natural action, Wang Ziru's heart skipped a beat and her porcelain-white cheeks turned red.

Duan Yan laughed out loud, "This child eats well, but he's too thin."

"..." Wang Ziru was embarrassed to repeat what she had said not long ago in front of Commander Duan when she anxiously called the troops in Baiteng Town and cried and worried that her child might starve to death.

Two or three months ago, when the child’s father came home from the army to visit his family, he saw that the child was so thin and small that he thought the child was only two years old.

It's because he's hungry. During this period, the child has been eating well and his little face has grown a little bit of flesh.

After a while, Wang Ziru took the initiative to break the delicate atmosphere, "Mr. Duan, you have a cold, are the symptoms serious?"

Duan Suili raised his eyes, his face calm, "I don't have any other symptoms, but my nose is blocked and I can't breathe when I sleep at night. Do you have any good prescriptions?"

"Stuffy nose?" Wang Ziru turned around and met Duan Suili's gentle gaze. She paused and asked, "Does your nose have this condition all year round?"

"Well, it's more serious in the winter. If you catch a cold by accident, it will be very uncomfortable to sleep at night."

"It's hard in spring, isn't it?"

Duan Suili was startled, then nodded slowly, "It seems you are more familiar with this symptom?"

"In March and April, when flowers bloom, will I get allergic reactions if I smell pollen?"

The man in a snow-white shirt and a straight figure narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking, "I sneeze when I smell the fragrance of flowers, and my nostrils are a little itchy."

After Wang Ziru's patient and persuasive explanation, Duan Suili realized that his symptoms might not be just a simple cold.

As expected, Wang Ziru said, "Your nose is not a cold, but the symptoms will be more severe if you have a cold. This is purely a problem with your nose."

"Can Chinese medicine cure it?" Duan Suili's eyes were fixed on Wang Ziru's face.

"No need to take medicine. The Duan family has a big business and abundant resources. Ask someone to get some sea salt, the kind of refined pure sea salt, and then go to a plastic factory to order a bottle. I will teach you how to rinse your nasal cavity. Wash it for a month or so, and your nose will gradually return to health."

It was the first time that Duan Suili heard that the solution to the nose problem that had troubled him for many years was so simple.

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem that simple.

Sea salt is available, but the bottle...

Duan Yanzhi leaned back in his chair in a casual manner, stretching his long legs lazily under the table. "No need to take medicine, just rinse off? It seems very simple."

"It's not a complicated disease at all." Wang Ziru said with a smile.

The meal is coming to an end.

Duan Suili followed his instructions and asked his eldest nephew to bring paper and pen to Wang Ziru, asking her to write down the treatment plan for her nose.

Under the curious gazes of several men, Wang Ziru placed a military paper on the table, took out a ballpoint pen, and drew two nasal aspirators on the paper. The large one was about the height of a bottle of mineral water in later generations, and the small one was as big as a small bottle of Coke.

The approximate dimensions are also marked.

Wrote an alternative to sea salt: Gaoyuan Salt Lake Pure Salt.

After writing, Wang Ziru handed it to Duan Suili, "This bottle must be made of soft plastic, because when you rinse your nose, you have to hold the bottle upside down, and then keep squeezing the bottle to force the salt water in the bottle into your nasal cavity..."

Duan Yanzhi lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can't you just rinse it with clean water?"

"You can't wash your nose with clean water, it will sting you." Wang Ziru replied.

The rough man rubbed his cheek, feeling happy in his heart. The young wife knew so much and easily frightened her uncle.

You are quite capable.

Duan Suili carefully scanned the two bottles drawn on the paper and the curved tube marked as a spray head.

"Oh! I specially drew a small bottle here. I wanted Mr. Duan to make one for washing my child's nose when he went to order it..." Wang Ziru explained embarrassedly.

"Well," Duan Suili didn't mind making a bottle for the child as well. He folded the very precious page of paper and put it into his suit trouser pocket.

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, he looked at Wang Ziru with his black eyes and said, "I came to Xiong District specially this time because I wanted to get to know you better. How about we ask the waiter to clear the table and make us a pot of tea?"