After Wang Bing washed his face, he squeezed his small towel with both hands and took it into the bedroom, he was going to take care of Abo.
Wang Bing was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and said with a little grievance: "I'll treat Abo." ” Wang Xiaoming took the wet towel that slipped off his face and looked at Wang Bing with a smile: "Abel is not sick, Abel is just tired and wants to sleep."
"Although it is an oolong, but this child also knows how to take care of people, it is really gratifying, Wang Xiaoming has a feeling that my family has a man who has just grown up.
Yang Ming stood at the door and looked in: "Sick" "No, no, I drank some tea last night and fell asleep very late."
Wang Xiaoming got out of bed with a towel that was still dripping and wrung out the water.
Yang Ming glanced at Wang Xiaoming's face: "I'll go grocery shopping, you sleep." ” Wang Xiaoming yawned: "No need, I'm up."
I'll go. ” Yang Mingchao Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand: "Give me the money." ” Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Ming's expressionless face, and there was a resoluteness in his eyes that could not be refused, so he said, "Okay, I'm sorry for you."
He took out the money from the drawer and handed it to Yang Ming and asked him to go grocery shopping.
Wang Bing saw Ah Bo get up, knew that he was not sick, and put his mind at ease: "Ah Bo, I'm hungry, I want to eat kuay teow." ” Wang Xiaoming said: "I'll see if there is any kway teow at home, if not, I can only make porridge."
Wang Xiaoming opened the refrigerator and saw that there was a bag of kuay teow in it, but the amount was not enough, so he could only eat two people, so he washed rice and boiled the porridge.
When Wang Xiaoming was making breakfast, Wang Bing was spinning around at his feet like a puppy, and Wang Xiaoming said: "Today's kuay teow doesn't have big bone broth, and it may not taste so good." ” "I like the kway teow soup made by Ah Bo the most, it is better than anyone else."
Wang Bing said.
Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and scratched his nose: "The little thing has a really sweet mouth, and I know how to make Uncle happy."
The one made by Abel is not as delicious as that made by Uncle Yang Ming. ” Wang Bing said in a very resolute tone: "It's better than his."
When Wang Xiaoming heard his words, he remembered his attitude these days, and turned his head to look at his nephew: "Ah Bing, you seem to be a little unhappy these days, what's wrong?"
Wang Bing looked outside the door: "Uncle, when is he leaving?"
Wang Xiaoming paused the movement of his hand and looked at him: "What's wrong, Ah Bing?"
Wang Bing raised his head, glanced at Wang Xiaoming with big black and white eyes, lowered his head again, and played with his fingers: "Is Uncle Yang Ming going to live in our house?"
Wang Xiaoming said: "Yes, Uncle Yang Ming forgot how to go home, and before he remembered it, he lived in our house. ” Wang Bing frowned: "Then what if he can't remember it all the time?"
Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, he hadn't thought about it that far, he shouldn't have been unable to remember: "If he wants, then he will always live in our house, or he will leave if he wants to." ” "Uncle Yang Ming, hurry up and get better."
Wang Bing held his forehead with his hand, making a headache, looking like a teenager and an old man, which made Wang Xiaoming laugh: "Ah Bing doesn't like Uncle Yang Ming?"
Wang Bing turned his head and looked out the door: "With Uncle Yang Ming, Abel doesn't like me as much as before." ” Wang Xiaoming almost squirted: "Stinky boy, what are you talking nonsense, Uncle has always liked you." ” "But Abel also likes Uncle Yang Ming.
He'll snatch you away," Wang Bing shouted anxiously.
Wang Xiaoming finally couldn't help laughing: "Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about, where do I like Uncle Yang Ming Uncle Yang Ming has helped Abel a lot, with him, Abel will not be called to collect debts, and he will not be beaten."
Isn't it good?"
Wang Bing looked at Wang Xiaoming suspiciously: "Really" Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Well, Uncle Yang Ming is a good person, when he comes, Abel will not work as hard as before, and he can still help Abel earn a lot of money, and next year, you will have money to go to school."
Don't you always want to go to kindergarten" Children as old as Wang Bing in the village have gone to kindergarten, Wang Xiaoming has no money and can't afford to send him to kindergarten, so he plans to send him to preschool directly, so Wang Bing plays alone most of the time, and he is also quite lonely.
Wang Bing's eyes widened: "Really?"
"Well, as long as Uncle Yang Ming doesn't leave, Abel will be able to earn money to send you to school, and you will be able to take a boat across the sea to go to school every day in the future."
Wang Xiaoming said.
Wang Bing finally jumped up with joy: "Oh, great" "So be friendly to Uncle Yang Ming, and don't ignore people."
Wang Xiaoming said.
Wang Bing scratched his face: "Oh."
"For the sake of how useful he is, let's be kind to him in the future.
Yang Ming came back from buying vegetables, Wang Xiaoming went over to pick up vegetables, and saw that the car body was full of vegetables: "Why did you buy so many vegetables?"
Yang Ming said: "Oysters are too single, and there are many varieties. ” Diners have also reported that they can only buy oysters at his house, and if they want to eat anything else, they have to buy it at another house, which is not very convenient.
Having said that, his family's business has not diminished, there have always been so many people, Wang Xiaoming has not prepared other dishes in line with the principle of fear of trouble.
"If there are more vegetables, it will be harder, and you have to wash the vegetables and insert sticks, and you don't earn as much as oysters."
Yang Ming said: "After the oyster season, I still have to do something else in the future."
Barbecue is not a healthy diet, and I plan to make claypot rice, so I have to buy a steamer and casserole first. ” His family has always sold snacks, there is no staple food, diners can only go to other people's houses to order rice to eat together, if there is claypot rice, then it is a one-stop service.
Wang Xiaoming scratched his head, Yang Ming was obviously more thoughtful than him, the boss, and even thought about the future development, I really don't know what virtue he had accumulated to let him pick up such a good guy.
"I don't know how to cook claypot rice."
"I will, teach you."
Yang Ming said very casually.
Wang Xiaoming remembered what Luo Junsheng told him last night, and thought that Yang Ming was so dedicated to helping him, he couldn't say it anyway.
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Forget it, let's not talk about it, don't borrow the Luo family's money, Yang Ming is willing to help himself, and he will also learn to cook with him with his heart, even if he goes back in the future, he will still be able to support it.
At breakfast, Yang Ming said, "Where did you go for tea last night?"
Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment: "Brother Sheng's family." ” "What did he say to you?"
Wang Xiaoming raised his eyes and looked at Yang Ming, he rarely asked about himself, why did he ask about this, "Just chatted with me for the next day, saying that your cooking skills are very good." ” Yang Ming said expressionlessly: "Boss Luo gave me 5,000 yuan a month, and a dividend at the end of the year, and asked me to go to his house to do it." ”: