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He said he was best at being jealous.

Lu Jing called Zhao Kongqing over with a phone call.

He also specifically told Zhao Kongqing that Director Nan was eating dumplings at his place, but from the sound of it, she seemed to have a cold.

But the Chinese medicine clinic had all the other medicines except the ginger tea specially prepared for him, which was out of stock.

So when Zhao Kongqing came, he brought ginger tea.

He used his own cup.

It happened that when he arrived, Gu Junxie got up and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Zhao Kongqing sat directly next to Hongdou, handed her his ginger tea cup, took the corn juice in front of her, and said softly:

"It's easy to catch a cold in this weather, so drink some ginger tea to warm your stomach."

After hearing what his brother said, Zhao Kongqing cried out:

"Brother, how do you know Hongdou has a cold? She just said that her nose is stuffy and she can't breathe. I was just thinking of asking Lu Jinghe to prescribe some Chinese medicine for her to regulate her body."

Zhao Kongqing smiled:

"You don't need to take Chinese medicine. Just drink my ginger tea. I guarantee that your hands and feet will be warm all winter long. Jinghe, your ginger tea..."

"No more. All the ones I made last time were sent to you. You will have to wait for a while if you want to make them again." Lu Jinghe deliberately gave Zhao Kongqing a chance.

Zhao Kongqing nodded:

"Then I'll ask the driver to go back and get it."

"Brother Kong Qing, don't bother me. I actually..." Hongdou wanted to say that she would not drink tea.

Zhao Xinyi was startled again and asked, "Brother, isn't this the cup you use to drink ginger tea?"

"I clean it every day. It's very clean. Don't worry about drinking it, Hongdou." Zhao Kongqing put the cup in Hongdou's hand, and then put a plate of dumplings in front of Zhao Xinyi. "Haven't you been craving for Jinghe's dumplings the most in the past two years? Now, there will be enough dumplings for you."

Two sentences in exchange for two jars of aged vinegar.

A jar from Zhang Chi.

One jar comes from Gu Junxie.

Zhang Chi didn't think anything of it. He didn't want to start anyway, so he thought Zhao Xinyi and Lu Jinghe were a good match.

But when it comes to feelings, being rational doesn't mean you can bear it calmly.

Zhang Chi buried his head in eating a few more dumplings, and dipped them in a lot of vinegar.

Ok.

It tastes really good.

As for Gu Junxie, he just answered a phone call. When he came back, he found that his seat was gone and someone was already taking care of his wife.

Lu Jinghe brought up the last plate of dumplings and pressed Gu Junxie's shoulder:

"Boss Gu, please sit down. Don't stand. Dumplings are best eaten while they're hot. If they get cold, they'll hurt your stomach."

Gu Junxie sat down, with Zhao Kongqing on his left and Lu Jinghe on his right. Lu Jinghe naturally sat next to Zhao Xinyi.

This strange seat is just enough to make enough vinegar.

Zhao Kongqing didn't stand up to offer to make room for him, but was completely concerned about Hongdou's health.

Hongdou held the cup. It was not good to drink it, and it was not good not to drink it.

Fortunately, Gu Junxie was smart. He picked up a cup and stood up:

"Can this thing really warm the stomach? It just so happens that I've had a stuffy nose these past two days, so I'll pour a cup and try it." He took the opportunity to squeeze in between Hongdou and Zhao Kongqing.

He handed the cup of ginger tea to Hongdou and asked meaningfully:

"Wife, can you finish this cup?"

Hongdou looked up at him and was stunned for two seconds before saying, "Isn't it said that Mr. Lu's dumplings are the best in the world? I want to eat a few more dumplings."

"You definitely can't finish so much ginger tea. It's just right that the remaining half cup belongs to me." After Gu Junxie finished speaking, he reached around behind Zhao Kongqing and pulled his chair. Then he gave Zhang Chi a look, and Zhang Chi moved his chair towards Zhao Xinyi.

Hongdou also made room for him, and before he could put down his chair, he smiled at Zhao Kongqing and said, "Brother Kongqing, please move a little further."

Zhao Kongqing didn't expect that Mr. Gu, who was usually extremely aloof, could be so shameless. He had to move aside to make some space for Mr. Gu.

Gu Junxie sat down next to his wife as he wished. He tasted Zhao Kongqing's ginger tea and sniffed Zhao Kongqing. "It's worthy of being the warm-up ginger tea that Mr. Lu prepared exclusively for Brother Kongqing. It tastes great. It also has the faint smell of Chinese medicine from Brother Kongqing."

As she said this, Hongdou had already picked up the ginger tea and was ready to drink it.

She put it down consciously.

Gu Junxie clearly meant that the cup used by Zhao Kongqing had his smell.

How can Hongdou eat this?

“The dumplings are delicious.”

Hongdou changed the subject awkwardly.

Lu Jinghe handed over a dish of vinegar:

"Director Nan, try the dumplings dipped in vinegar, they are also very delicious."

Hongdou doesn't like to be jealous.

So Gu Jun picked up the vinegar and intercepted it:

"My wife doesn't like vinegar, but I do. Let me dip it in vinegar. Mr. Lu, do you have chili sauce? And some fermented bean curd. My wife likes spicy food."

He calls her my wife all the time.

It's clearly a declaration of sovereignty.

Lu Jinghe stood up and said, "We have them all. I'll go get them. My little Xinyi also loves spicy food."

My little magnolia.

When everyone heard these five words, Hongdou and Gu Junxie couldn't help but look at Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi looked up and happened to meet everyone's gaze. He said awkwardly, "Please give me a plate of chili sauce, Mr. Lu. I don't like to be jealous."

"OK, wait."

Lu Jinghe went to the kitchen.

Three plates of chili peppers and two bowls of fermented bean curd were quickly brought over.

They were placed in front of the three of them.

At first glance, the color, taste, and quantity are the same. Hongdou and Zhao Xinyi both picked up dumplings and dipped them in chili sauce. They both reached out at the same time:

"Really delicious."

“That’s incredible.”

"Driver Zhang, why don't you eat?" Lu Jinghe asked with a smile.

The word "driver" is a bit insulting.

Zhao Xinyi stepped hard on Lu Jinghe under the table and reminded him through gritted teeth, "I have a name, it's Zhang Chi."

"Oh, Zhang Chi, this is a good name. Zhang Chi, please eat. Don't be polite. Everyone who comes is a guest. When my Xinyi was studying abroad, the foreign classmates in her class loved to come to our house as guests. They all envied Xinyi for getting up early every day to eat the dumplings I made."

Get up early every day.

It seems they live together.

Zhang Chi buried his head in eating dumplings.

As soon as you dip it in chili, a spicy mustard flavor will rush straight to your head.

It feels like both nostrils are about to be destroyed.

Zhang Chi lowered his head and relaxed for a long time.

Zhao Xinyi sensed something was wrong and asked hurriedly, "Zhang Chi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Chi raised his head, his eyes red:

"It's so delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious dumplings and dipping sauce for a long time. It reminds me of my late grandfather. He was best at making dumplings with mustard filling. It's a pity that he died early and passed away at a young age."

Everyone present understood this.

Only Zhao Xinyi became interested when she heard that he had eaten dumplings stuffed with mustard:

"Are these dumplings filled with mustard? Let me try them."

It's okay to taste the dumplings.

Zhao Xinyi ate one at a time and frowned after finishing it. "Isn't this stuffed with mushrooms and meat? There's no mustard. Could it be that mustard is in the dipping sauce?"

She quickly picked up a dumpling, dipped it in the sauce and stuffed it into her mouth.

Anxiously, Zhang Chi and Lu Jinghe stood up at the same time and shouted:

"Don't eat it."

"Don't eat it."

"It's late. I've already eaten."

Zhao Xinyi burst into tears.

Lu Jinghe poured a glass of milk and handed it to her, "You're about to vomit, hurry up."

In the eyes of foodies, everything is worth trying.

Including hot sauce with mustard.

After eating, Zhao Xinyi felt as if he had been enlightened.

She reached out and gave her dipping sauce to Zhang Chi, "You eat mine, I like mustard."

"I'll go get you another one."

Lu Jinghe felt sorry for her and stood up immediately.

After finishing ten plates of dumplings, six dishes, and two servings of Zhao Xinyi's favorite cold salads, Zhang Chi said goodbye first, saying that he had made an appointment with an old classmate to watch a movie in the evening.

Zhao Kongqing's driver brought some ginger tea, and he handed it to Hongdou:

"This ginger tea can be drunk all winter long. Don't worry, Jinghe sent this to my house a few days ago. It doesn't have any Chinese medicine smell."

Hongdou took it awkwardly and thanked her.

Zhao Kongqing also left.

There were four of them left. Zhao Xinyi suggested going to the movies, and Lu Jinghe agreed immediately, "Whatever you want to watch, I'll show it to you."

His private cinema is upstairs.

Zhao Xinyi frowned:

"Let's play a horror movie."

Then halfway through the movie, Zhao Xinyi stood up and asked Hongdou if she wanted to go to the bathroom, and Hongdou nodded and said yes.

The two of them went out hand in hand, leaving Gu Junxie and Lu Jinghe, two grown men, inside watching a horror movie.

"Hongdou, what did you ask me to do for you?"

Hongdou made sure that no one was around before whispering:

"Help me track someone."