Chapter 153 I'll go back with you
"Our Zhai family doesn't lack this. Don't take this job in the future. You might as well take a good rest instead of taking the time."
Zhai Hua knew very well that once the mission came, the soldiers carrying out the mission were not human beings but machines. It was normal for them to be frozen, hungry and sleepless.
Therefore, whenever he has time, Zhai Hua tries to relax as much as possible when he gets home, allowing himself to have a good rest and conserve his physical strength and energy.
"Don't worry, I know."
"I'm glad you know what's going on. I have something to do today, so I'll be out for a while." After giving the instructions, Zhai Hua drank another bowl of fish soup, then went back to his room to change his clothes and get ready to go out.
"Zhai Hua." Before Zhai Hua could go out, Zhai Sheng called him.
Zhai Hua's eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhai Sheng jokingly: "Why, do you still want me to say goodbye to you?"
"Zhai Hua, you've been going out quite often recently, and you've got a lot of new clothes. When did you learn to wear a skirt?" Zhai Sheng narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhai Hua's skirt that was longer than her knees, and asked seriously.
"I'm a woman, so what's so strange about wearing a skirt?" Zhai Hua blushed, "I don't have time to waste any more time talking to you. I'm leaving now!"
After that, without caring about Zhai Sheng's reaction, Zhai Hua left the Zhai family as quickly as possible.
Zhai Sheng, this damn kid, isn't he too sensitive?
"Dad, drink the soup." On the other side, Qiao Nan, who was in the hospital, poured out the fish soup and fed it to Qiao Dongliang bit by bit.
Almost at the moment when Qiao Nan poured out the fish soup, the ward filled with the smell of disinfectant was immediately replaced by the tempting aroma of fish soup.
A fellow patient exclaimed: "Brother, your daughter's cooking skills are so good. The fish soup is so delicious." He had never smelled such a delicious fish soup in his life.
Shouldn't fish soup be light and tasteless, or too fishy?
"Would you like to have a bowl too?" Qiao Dongliang smiled proudly: "The food made by my Nan Nan is really delicious."
"No, this is specially made by your girlfriend for you." The patient refused with a smile, not feeling comfortable drinking Qiao Dongliang's fish soup.
Living in the same ward, Ding Jiayi could be heard talking about money from time to time. The fellow patients also knew that the Qiao family's situation didn't seem to be very good, so the girl found a lot of good things to supplement Qiao Dongliang's family.
"Uncle, have a bowl." There was a lot of fish soup today, Qiao Nan poured a bowl and brought it to Qiao Dongliang's fellow patient: "Uncle, try my cooking. Usually, you are the only one who keeps my dad company and chats with him."
Hospitals in the late 1990s were not like those in the 21st century. Every ward was equipped with a television to entertain patients.
The patient was really attracted by the aroma of the fish soup. Qiao Nan placed the soup in front of him, so the patient did not refuse: "Then uncle will shamelessly drink a bowl of your soup. Your father and I are just keeping each other company. If it weren't for your father, I would be too bored. Mm, this soup is really delicious and fragrant!"
The patient's eyes lit up after taking a sip: "Girl, where did you learn this skill? I've seen the chefs at the restaurant near my home, but their cooking is not as good as yours!" The patient gave Qiao Nan a thumbs up: "Brother, you are so lucky. This tastes good. You are enjoying it at home, rather than those who go to restaurants."
"Hehe." Qiao Dongliang, who had rarely eaten out, thought that his fellow patient was deliberately saying this to coax Qiao Nan, so he smiled and said nothing.
He didn't know how Nan Nan's cooking skills compared to those of other chefs, but it was a fact that Nan Nan's food was delicious.
Qiao Zijin, who was sitting on the side and stretched her neck to watch for a long time, swallowed her saliva. She was wondering how to open her mouth so that she could also drink a bowl of fish soup.
She just didn't understand. Qiao Nan and her father both gave a bowl of fish soup to a stranger. She was their relative, so why didn't anyone think of pouring a bowl for her to taste?
"Nannan, why don't you have a bowl yourself?" After Qiao Dongliang drank a bowl of fish soup, he felt relaxed all over.
"No need." Qiao Nan shook his head: "Dad, drink more."
"Nannan, is there much fish soup left? If there's any left after dad has finished it, I'll drink it so you don't have to carry it back and forth, which is so tiring." Qiao Nan didn't want to drink it, but Qiao Zijin said she wanted to drink it.
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The three people in the ward were all speechless. Qiao Nan pursed her pale pink lips into a straight line and sighed before saying, "Thank you for your concern, but don't worry, I won't bring any extra back."
She only brought three bowls in total.
I originally thought that fish soup didn't have much in it, just water, and I was worried that her father would drink too much of it, so I brought about three bowls.
One bowl was just given to Qiao Dongliang's fellow patient, that is, there were only two bowls. Considering Qiao Dongliang's current condition, drinking two bowls of soup was nothing at all. Moreover, the bowl in Qiao Nan's hand was the second bowl that Qiao Dongliang had drunk, so there was no way he could have any extra bowls.
Qiao Dongliang and the uncle in the bed next to him were both patients, so there was nothing wrong with them drinking fish soup.
Qiao Zijin was a healthy girl, but she had to drink fish soup for the sick. Qiao Nan was so drunk just thinking about it.
Qiao Nan was speechless, but Qiao Dongliang felt a little embarrassed. The face that his daughter had fought for him seemed to be completely destroyed by the words of his eldest daughter.
Qiao Dongliang's fellow patient was a little embarrassed. He always felt that he didn't know whether to drink or not drink the half soup left in the bowl.
Whenever Qiao Dongliang's daughter opened her mouth, he always had the illusion that she was stealing food from other people's children.
"Dad, I have something to do today, so I have to go home early. I'll come to see you tomorrow." Qiao Nan packed up the bowls and thermos and hurried home.
"Okay, if you have something to do, go back quickly. You don't have to worry about Dad here." The awkward atmosphere was broken and Qiao Dongliang's expression relaxed.
"Dad, there's nothing for me to do here. Why don't I go back with Nan Nan? It's almost time for my mom to go to work, so she should come and accompany you." Qiao Zijin stood up quickly.
As the one accompanying her in the hospital, Qiao Zijin was really bored. Qiao Dongliang had a fellow patient to chat with, and the two of them were chatting animatedly, now as familiar as old friends who had known each other for many years. However, Qiao Zijin had no interest in what they were talking about and could only sit there in a daze.
Especially when Qiao Zijin heard the two of them talking about how great Qiao Nan was, as if she herself was doing so badly, she felt uncomfortable.
Obviously it was Qiao Nan who was resting and playing at home, and it was she who worked hard to stay with her father. Why did all the credit go to Qiao Nan in the end? Only Qiao Nan was a good daughter, just because Qiao Nan prepared a few meals for her father?
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