Bi Yue was holding her waist while drinking water and taking medicine when she saw Bi Cheng enter the yard.
Bi Cheng didn't even change into his tattered cotton jacket when he entered the yard. He went straight to the warehouse to find a small axe, carried the ribs into the yard, and unloaded the ribs directly on the snow pile.
Liang Xiaoxiao gathered up the student's long hair, tied it up with a leather band, and asked as she gathered it up:
"Shall I make you some cabbage porridge?"
She remembered what Uncle Bi had done for her yesterday. She had a slight fever at the time, but the medicine worked unexpectedly. She had food in her stomach and took a nap. When she woke up, she was still pretty!
Liang Xiaoxiao also didn't sleep much that night, but strangely, she was in a very good mood.
She glanced at the tall and thin Bi Yue, well, maybe there would be no competitors. She planned to wait until her foot was healed and Bi Yue's cold was recovered, and then she would do more for that guy surnamed Chu.
Bi Yue put down the water cup and scratched his nose:
"No need, everything you do smells burnt! Soak the bean sprouts, I'll wash the cabbage. There's frozen tofu tied to the window handle at home. I'll ask Bi Cheng to stew some cabbage and frozen tofu later. He's back soon." He nodded with his chin, motioning Liang Xiaoxiao to look at Bi Cheng in the yard.
"Tiger, huh?"
Bi Yue shook her head helplessly: "It's messed up! It's messed up!"
…
Bi Yue leaned back in her chair, watching her eldest brother pursing his lips and frowning, avoiding the smoke as he was busy sautéing the pot. She sniffed and said with a nasal tone:
"It's not easy to eat the food you cooked! What are you busy with all day? You only went to the store these two days, what about the other day?"
Bi Cheng paused while pouring the soy sauce and avoided the topic. "Sister, I really didn't know such a big thing happened last night. Why didn't you come to the store to find me? If Sister Xiaoxiao hadn't said that just now, were you planning to keep it to yourself? This is not a good thing! You're a woman, and you shouldn't be the one to take the lead in everything. After all, I'm a grown man!"
"Is it any use looking for you? Do you know anyone? You? You're a grown man, but a little man is almost the same! If one day you can withstand anything in front of me, I will admit that I am not as good as you, and naturally I will ask you to do everything!"
Bi Cheng glanced at his sister. Everyone said that he didn't like talking to Bi Yue now. His sister was very enthusiastic in talking and didn't even need to use chemical fertilizers to grow crops.
"I don't know anyone, so I can't run errands? What the hell are you talking about?"
With such an attitude, who would want to communicate with her?
Bi Cheng has been praised by Qiu Huairui recently. He feels that most young men are not as good as him. Why does he become nothing when his sister speaks of him?
You always said that he doesn't like to talk about everything with his sister. I don't know when it started, but he and his sister have run out of topics to talk about. It seems like they were playing frying big fruits together not long ago. What happened?
Thinking of this, Bi Cheng turned around to look at his sister who had extraordinary fighting ability, and found that Bi Yue was hunched over with her knees hugged, and she didn't know whether she was sleepy or had a fever, but her head was nodding.
At this moment, as a younger brother, I felt really distressed.
"Sister Xiaoxiao? Go and watch over the whole house for me. I'll bring the food to you guys soon."
…
Sweet and sour pork ribs, stewed in a big pot.
After putting the frozen tofu and cabbage stalks into the pot, Bi Cheng watched the fire to prevent them from becoming sticky, while he skillfully stir-fried pork skin with bean sprouts.
While both pots were cooking at the same time, he could also pour out the shriveled red peppers and throw them in.
The steaming hot rice and dishes were brought to Bi Yue's room and placed on the desk. Bi Yue was fine. Liang Xiaoxiao swallowed her saliva.
She has always looked up to men who are hardworking, family-oriented and have cooking skills.
"Okay, it's done!" He picked up the bowl happily.
Bi Yue was exactly the opposite of Liang Xiaoxiao. She was pounding rice with her chopsticks. Everything she saw seemed greasy and she looked listless. She suddenly looked up and asked:
“Do you do much?”
"It's too much, not enough. There's more in the pot. Eat it, sister."
"oh."
Liang Xiaoxiao put down her chopsticks, glanced at Bi Yue, then at Bi Cheng who was serving rice, blinked her big eyes, and asked casually:
"Bicheng, do we have an insulated lunch box at home? Oh, that's okay if we don't have one, how about an aluminum lunch box?"
Bi Yue's chopsticks paused, just like Liang Xiaoxiao's. She didn't know if her thoughts had been guessed, or if she was actually feverish, but her face flushed red.
Bi Cheng nodded: "Yes, my uncle bought a few. He wants to use them as a drink with chicken feet when he goes to the south."
…
She really caught a cold. Bi Yue felt cold even with two layers of quilts. She even shivered in bed. She felt dizzy and her bones ached all over. If you asked her where it hurt, she would only have one feeling:
"Don't be sick if you have anything, don't be poor if you don't have anything, it hurts everywhere!"
Bi Yue, who hadn't eaten anything, finished her dinner in three minutes, threw off the quilt and crawled in, completely out of energy.
As for whether to give the ribs to Chu Yifeng, she didn't have the heart to tell Bi Cheng. Before she fell asleep, she was thinking in her heart: Xiaoxiao has guessed what she is thinking anyway, so let her do whatever she wants!
And Liang Xiaoxiao, who has a deep sisterly love, can really do what she sees.
She wrapped the lunch box with three layers of towel inside and three layers outside, and stood in the kitchen and instructed Bi Cheng:
"From now on, if our family makes something delicious, we should give some away. Your sister said that she would give the profits from your uncle's warehouse to him for his sake, and the two of them ended up having a very unhappy argument."
Bi Cheng was stunned. Is there such a thing?
He blurted out: "Brother Chu is not that kind of person."
Liang Xiaoxiao shook her head:
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