NFBE Chapter 265 The little fish turned into a fathead fish, it was too heavy
Chapter 265 The little fish turned into a fathead fish, it was too heavy
Xia Qingqing walked to a deserted place, took out her bicycle from the space, and rode slowly back home.
When they arrived at Ping'an Alley, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. Only the cold and dim street lights were on in the alley. The lights in the houses on both sides were turned off, but there was a light on the first floor of the house where Song Chunlan was cutting clothes.
"Are you back? Are you hungry?"
Song Chunlan put down the scissors and asked with concern.
"Why aren't you sleeping so late?"
Xia Qingqing frowned slightly. Song Chunlan was in serious physical condition and couldn't be too tired.
"Just cut these and go to bed. Do you want me to give you the bottom?"
Song Chunlan smiled gently and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.
"Are there any leftovers? Just cook something."
Xia Qingqing was indeed hungry. She had been staring at those three bastards since the evening. After being blown by the cold wind all night, she needed something hot to warm herself up.
"There's only a little braised pork left, and it will be ready soon."
As Song Chunlan spoke, she opened the stove lid and soon the fire was burning brightly. She washed the vegetables and onions skillfully. Xia Qingqing liked to put vegetables in her noodles and sprinkle some chopped onions on them, but Hongye didn't like to put chopped onions in her noodles or soy milk. She knew everyone in her family's tastes.
Xia Qingqing sat nearby waiting. She could actually cook by herself, but if she didn't let Song Chunlan cook, the girl would feel that she was useless at home and would definitely think too much.
The more work Song Chunlan is asked to do, the happier she is. If she is not asked to work, she will be unhappy.
"Eat it while it's hot."
Song Chunlan cooked the noodles quickly and put a few pieces of braised pork on the noodles, which were served with green vegetables. Scallions and green onion segments floated in the noodle soup. The sauce-colored soup was dotted with oil. The thin white noodles lay quietly, exuding a warm fragrance.
"I'll finish cutting the rest."
Song Chunlan smiled and went out to work, without asking Xia Qingqing what she did outside.
Xia Qingqing raised the corners of her mouth and lowered her head to eat noodles. The portion was just right. She even drank the soup and her body became warm.
"Sister Chunlan, it's time to go to bed!"
After Xia Qingqing had her feet scalded, she went upstairs to sleep, while Song Chunlan was still working.
"You go to sleep first, I'll be right there."
Song Chunlan cut a few pieces of cloth neatly, put the cut pieces of cloth aside, checked whether the doors and windows were locked, and then went upstairs to sleep.
The night passed.
The morning in the alley was as lively as usual. Xiao Yingyue went back to school. Xiaoyu was injured and the trip to the northwest had to be postponed. Xia Qingqing asked her to continue going back to school. Although she was reluctant, she dared not disobey.
Xia Qingqing slept until almost nine o'clock. Zhuang Hongye had already gone to the factory. Song Chunlan was operating the sewing machine, sewing the cloth that had been cut last night.
"Breakfast is warm in the pot."
Song Chunlan raised her head and said this, her feet still skillfully stepping on the sewing machine.
"Where's the little fish?"
Xia Qingqing went to get hot water for washing, then served some white porridge, fried dough sticks and steamed dumplings. She then moved a chair and sat next to Song Chunlan, eating and chatting.
"Xiaoyu hasn't woken up yet. I just went to see him. He doesn't have a fever and is doing well."
Song Chunlan quickly stepped on the sewing machine a few times, cut the thread ends, and shook the new clothes. It was a khaki mid-length waisted windbreaker with a simple and elegant style, and it looked very good.
"Try it on for yourself."
Song Chunlan asked Xia Qingqing to try it on to see the effect.
"Yes, what's your new idea?"
Xia Qingqing looked in the mirror and the effect was quite good. It could be used as the style for next year's spring clothing.
"I saw a woman wearing this style in a foreign movie. It looked pretty good, so I thought about making it to see the effect," said Song Chunlan with a smile.
"It can be used as next year's spring outfit. Just give it to Hongye."
Xia Qingqing took a few photos from the side before taking off her clothes and continuing to eat breakfast.
"to make!"
Song Chunlan is now much more confident and cheerful than before.
After breakfast, Xia Qingqing was about to go to Jiang Xinyi's place and met Xia Dechang at the door.
"Aren't you going back to Hong Kong?"
Xia Qingqing was a little surprised. Why was this old man still in Shanghai?
"Something happened suddenly. I heard that Xiaoyu was injured?"
Xia Dechang was holding malted milk, candy, and a bag of fruit in his hands. He listened to what Jiang Xinyi said.
The reason why he postponed his return to Hong Kong was because Jiang Xinyi's father asked someone to bring him a message, saying that he would host a banquet in Shanghai to thank Xia Qingqing, and Jiang's father also sincerely invited him.
When they were in Shanghai, the Jiang family and the Xia family were on par with each other, but after moving to Hong Kong, the Xia family went downhill while the Jiang family's assets increased, and the gap between the two families became larger and larger.
Now that he had the chance to make friends with the Jiang family, Xia Dechang would definitely not let it go, so he postponed his return to Gangcheng.
Xia Qingqing glanced at him coldly and said sarcastically, "Thanks to your good grandson, Xiaoyu didn't die!"
Xia Dechang's expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Did Xia Yunzhe do it?"
"Yes, he is really a good dog raised by Lin Hanwen. I might as well tell you straight, I will settle this account with Xia Yunzhe, tell him to wait for me!" Xia Qingqing sneered.
"I will get to the bottom of this matter and give you an explanation!"
Xia Dechang's face turned ugly. He hated Xia Yunzhe, a useless person who was always causing trouble but could not do anything good. Originally, Xia Qingqing had little sense of belonging to the Xia family. He tried his best to win over his granddaughter, but Xia Yunzhe pushed her away.
When he returns to Hong Kong City, he will definitely publish an announcement in the newspaper to expel this beast from the Xia family. He doesn't need to pay much money. He is young and strong, and a college student, so he should be able to support himself.
Xia Qingqing snorted lightly, and without saying anything harsh, she led him upstairs to see Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu had just woken up and was rubbing his eyes sleepily. When he saw them, he looked confused and it took him a long time to wake up. He called out sweetly, "Grandpa, sister, good morning!"
"Good morning, Xiaoyu, are you still in pain?"
Xia Dechang asked with concern.
"It still hurts a little, but it will be gone soon."
Xiaoyu glanced at the candy, then looked away reluctantly and swallowed hard.
Xia Qingqing pretended not to see it. She let Xiaoyu put on her clothes, helped her to the bathroom, and then carried her downstairs to wash up.
"Sister, I'll go by myself!"
Xiaoyu doesn't want his sister to carry him because he is very heavy and his sister will be very tired.
"Wait until you're better before you leave on your own. Come up quickly!"
Xia Qingqing smiled, bent down, and waited for Xiaoyu to lie on her back. Only then did she truly feel how heavy her brother was. He weighed at least thirty kilograms and felt so heavy on her back.
"Sister, am I heavy?"
Xiaoyu asked in a low voice, with a nervous tone.
"It's not heavy. I can carry even one more small fish."
Xia Qingqing gritted her teeth and pretended to lift his butt up a few times with ease. However, she overestimated her own strength and underestimated the weight of the little guy. She almost sprained her hand just by lifting it a few times.
After going downstairs with difficulty, Xia Qingqing put Xiaoyu down in the patio and sat down. She took a few deep breaths, went to get some hot water, and after Xiaoyu had washed up, she went to get out breakfast.
A bowl of white porridge, a fried dough stick, and five steamed dumplings.
The portion is one third less than before.
"Sister, is there any breakfast?"
The little fish was not full.
"No, if you don't move now, you need to eat less."
Xia Qingqing turned her head away, not wanting to look at the little guy's face. She had to make him lose weight. Her old waist was almost broken when she carried him downstairs just now.
"Oh!"
Xiaoyu responded obediently, thinking that what his sister said was definitely right, but he was still very hungry.
The little guy rubbed his belly, took out colored pencils and paper, and drew lots of delicious food, such as steamed buns, xiaolongbao, scallion pancakes, egg pancakes, pot stickers, and shengjian... Each one was drawn vividly.
"Gudu..."
The little fish swallowed hard and seemed to be even hungrier.