Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1288

Chapter 1288

After Wang Bing washed his face, he squeezed the water from his small towel with both hands, and took it into the bedroom. He was going to take care of Uncle.Wang Xiaoming was sleeping in a daze, when suddenly a lump of wet and cold thing fell on his face, which made him sit up suddenly in fright, and all the drowsiness was scared away: "A Bing, what are you doing?"

Wang Bing was so frightened that he didn't dare to move around, and said with a bit of aggrieved mouth, "I'll treat Uncle's illness."

Wang Xiaoming held the wet towel that had slipped off his face, and looked at Wang Bing dumbfounded: "Abo is not sick, but Abo is just tired and wants to sleep." Although he made an oolong, the child also knows how to take care of others. It's gratifying, Wang Xiaoming has a feeling that there is a boy in my family who has just grown up.

Yang Ming stood at the door and looked in: "Are you sick?"

"No, no, I drank some tea last night and fell asleep very late." Wang Xiaoming got out of bed with the dripping towel and wrung out the water.

Yang Ming glanced at Wang Xiaoming's face: "I'm going to buy vegetables, you sleep."

Wang Xiaoming yawned: "No need, I'm already up. I'll go."

Yang Ming stretched out his hand towards Wang Xiaoming: "Give me the money."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Ming's expressionless face, with determination in his eyes that could not be rejected, and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you." He took out the money from the drawer and handed it to Yang Ming, asking him to go shopping for vegetables.

Wang Bing saw Uncle got up, knew that he was not sick, and felt relieved: "Uncle, I am hungry, I want to eat kway teow."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Let me see if there are any kway teow at home. If not, I can only make porridge." Wang Xiaoming opened the refrigerator and saw that there was still a bag of kway teow in it, but the portion was not enough for two people to eat, so he washed the rice again. Boil the porridge.

When Wang Xiaoming was making breakfast, Wang Bing walked around his feet like a puppy. Wang Xiaoming said: "Today's kway teow doesn't have big bone broth, so the taste may not be that good."

"I like the kway teow soup made by Uncle the most. It is better than anyone else's." Wang Bing said.

Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and scratched his nose: "The little thing has such a sweet mouth, and he knows how to make Uncle happy. Uncle's cooking is not as delicious as Uncle Yang Ming's."

Wang Bing said very resolutely: "Tastier than his!"

Hearing his words, Wang Xiaoming remembered his attitude these days, and turned to look at his nephew: "Ah Bing, you seem a little unhappy these days, what's wrong?"

Wang Bing looked outside the door: "Uncle, when is he leaving?"

Wang Xiaoming paused the movements of his hands 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: "That's right, Uncle Yang Ming forgot how to get home. Before he remembered, he lived at our house."

Wang Bing frowned: "Then what if he can't remember?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, he hadn't thought about it so far, so it shouldn't be impossible to remember it all the time: "If he wants to, he can stay with us all the time, or he can leave if he wants to."

"Uncle Yang Ming, get well soon." Wang Bing put his hands on his forehead, making him feel like he was having a headache. He looked like a mature boy, which made Wang Xiaoming laugh: "Doesn't Ah Bing like Uncle Yang Ming?"

Wang Bing turned his head and looked outside the door: "With Uncle Yang Ming, Uncle doesn't like me like he used to."

Wang Xiaoming was about to spit: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about? Uncle has always liked you."

"But Uncle also likes Uncle Yang Ming. He will snatch you away!" Wang Bing yelled anxiously.

Wang Xiaoming finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about? Why do I like Uncle Yang Ming? Uncle Yang Ming has helped Uncle a lot. With him, Uncle won't be called to collect debts." , and won’t be beaten. Isn’t it good?”

Wang Bing looked at Wang Xiaoming suspiciously: "Really?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded: "Well, Uncle Yang Ming is a very good man. When he comes, Uncle won't work as hard as before, and he can help Uncle earn a lot of money. Next year, you will have money to go to school. Don't you always Do you all want to go to kindergarten?" The children in the village who are as old as Wang Bing all go to kindergarten. Wang Xiaoming has no money, so he can't afford to send him to kindergarten, so he plans to send him to preschool directly, so Wang Bing is alone most of the time. Playing is also quite lonely.

Wang Bing opened his eyes wide: "Really?"

"Well, as long as Uncle Yang Ming doesn't leave, Uncle can earn money to send you to school, and then you can go to school by boat every day." Wang Xiaoming said.

Wang Bing finally jumped up happily: "Oh, that's great!"

"So you have to be friendly to Uncle Yang Ming, and don't ignore him." Wang Xiaoming said.

Wang Bing scratched his face: "Oh." Seeing that he is so useful, treat him better in the future.

When Yang Ming came back from buying vegetables, Wang Xiaoming went to pick them up and saw that the cart was full of vegetables: "Why did you buy so many vegetables?"

Yang Ming said: "The oysters are too simple, there are more varieties."

Diners have also reflected this problem. They can only buy raw oysters at his house, and they have to go to other places to buy it if they want to eat something else, which is not convenient.That being said, the business enthusiasm of his family has not diminished, and there have always been so many people. Wang Xiaoming has never prepared other dishes out of the principle of avoiding trouble. "If there are too many dishes, it will be more difficult. You have to wash the vegetables and insert sticks, and you can't earn as much as oysters."

Yang Ming said: "After the oyster peak season, I still have to do other things in the future. Barbecue is not a healthy diet. I plan to make claypot rice, so I have to buy a steamer and casserole first."

His family has always sold snacks, and 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, it will be considered a one-stop service.Wang Xiaoming scratched his head. Yang Ming was obviously more thoughtful than his boss, even thinking about his future development. I really don't know what kind of virtue he had accumulated to let him pick such a good guy. "I can't cook claypot rice."

"I will teach you." Yang Ming said casually.

Wang Xiaoming remembered what Luo Junsheng told him last night, and thought that Yang Ming had done his best to help him, so he couldn't say it anyway.Forget it, let's not talk about it, Yang Ming is willing to help him if he doesn't borrow money from the Luo family, and he will learn how to cook with his heart. Even if he goes back in the future, he can still support it.

During breakfast, Yang Ming said, "Where did you go for tea last night?"

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment: "Sheng Ge's house."

"What did he tell you?"

Wang Xiaoming looked up at Yang Ming, he rarely asked about his own affairs, why would he ask this? "Just chatted with me for the rest of the day and said that your cooking skills are very good."

Yang Ming said blankly, "Boss Luo gave me 5000 yuan a month, and I will be paid dividends at the end of the year, and asked me to work at his house."

(End of this chapter)