The Garden Life of a Little Gardener

The next day, Chef Bao, who has been keeping a low profile since the opening of the B&B, was late. Uncle Wen, who was on the morning shift, covered him for a while, and saw him rushing in from the gate.

Uncle Wen, who was holding the water glass, looked behind him, but he didn't see Zhou Quan, so he subconsciously asked, "Ah Huang, isn't Ah Quan coming over today?"

Chef Bao, who was wearing a chef's hat, had a suspicious blush on his face when he heard the words, and said calmly, "He's not feeling well today. I'll let him rest at home."

"Uncomfortable? Are you sick? Is it serious? Have you seen a doctor?" Uncle Wen, who had always regarded these two children as his juniors, immediately asked with concern.

"Well, it's not serious, but I'm tired, just rest for a few days and take it easy." Chef Bao replied while lowering his head and adjusting his chef's hat.

"Oh, that's good. Let me just say that he is really too busy these days. I look to him for the affairs of the flower shed in the village. He also has to take care of the affairs of the homestay and help him with the school. What kind of data is collected, and he has to take care of his own flower shed. Later, the opening of the farmhouses in the village was also planned by him. Are you not tired?"

"Ah, has Ah Quan had his breakfast? I have freshly boiled rice porridge here, as well as mixed cucumber and preserved egg tofu, can you bring some to Ah Quansheng?"

"No need Uncle Wen, we have already eaten the noodles cooked in the morning."

Chef Bao left the rest room in good spirits after speaking, and called everyone to start work.

Uncle Wen, who was holding a water glass, followed behind him. Seeing his lively appearance, he couldn't help but scratched his head and muttered in confusion, "Why do I feel that Ah Huang is different today? He looks very energetic and refreshed." Look at how aggressive he was in calling people just now, it looks like he won some big prize."

Not only Uncle Wen, but other colleagues in the homestay also noticed their chef's abnormality today.

Aside from being full of energy, there seems to be an inexhaustible energy in his body. He can stir fry vegetables with a big spoon, and he can control several kitchen stoves by himself.

The two aunts who were in charge of mixing the side dishes were almost exhausted today. They couldn't keep up with the speed of the chefs' cooking, and they wanted to use their hands and feet together. The two of them never left the cutting board from morning to noon.

It was hard to get through the busiest time at noon. When entering the lounge, Aunt Lanhua rubbed her lower back and said, "What's wrong with you today? It's like taking a stimulant. Can't stop it?"

Aunt Osmanthus slapped her shoulder when she heard the words and replied, "Who knows, the idiot seems to be having fun while cooking."

"You also saw him secretly having fun?"

"I see, silly, the big mouth almost reaches the ears, how stupid and stupid it looks."

"Hey, sister-in-law, look, isn't that Baozhen? Why are you carrying the lunch box with a silly smile?"

"Oh, it was probably to deliver food to Zhou Quan. Uncle Wen said that Ah Quan was not feeling well today, so he didn't come over."

Chef Bao walked home quickly with the food box. The homestay was only a hundred meters away from the second floor of Zhou’s small house. Chef Bao galloped back home with the speed and smoothness no less than that of a professional race walker.

Pushing open the fence gate of the yard, the bed sheets and quilt covers hanging in the yard fluttered in the wind, cheering like colorful flags, stretching themselves in the wind, as if greeting another returning user.

Compared with the courtyard where the Hulala rang with the wind, the house was much quieter, especially the West Room where they lived, the curtains were still hung, but there was no movement at all inside, which made Chef Bao a little anxious.

Quickly crossed the yard, pushed open the door and entered the room. In the dimly lit room, the person on the kang that made him worry about him was sleeping peacefully under the quilt.

After seeing that person, Chef Bao's heart, which had been restless all morning, finally settled down.

Putting the food box on the edge of the kang casually, Baozhen took off his shoes and turned over on the kang, leaning over to look at the guy with the quilt covering his head.

Looking back at the time on the wall clock, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon, and the people in the bed must have been hungry at this time in the past.

Gently pulling away a corner of the quilt with his hands, Chef Bao lowered his head and called out cautiously: "Zhou Zhou, wake up and have lunch."

Hearing this, the called person pulled the quilt and wrapped himself up, probably wanting to turn over, but he couldn't help but let out a cry when he moved his body.

"What's wrong? Is it stretched? Where does it hurt?"

Chef Bao, who was standing by the side, stretched out his hand when he saw this, hugging him with the quilt in his arms, and kept asking nervously.

Zhou Quan, who had been paralyzed in bed all morning, couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, thinking about his current state, he stretched out his hand angrily and pinched Chef Bao's dog's ear: "Do you know you're nervous now? Why did you go last night? I begged you so much, I asked you to stop, you are lucky, the brakes are broken, right? Otherwise, you are deaf? Let me try and see if it works?"

Being held by the ears, the Mongolian man didn't mind at all. He happily hugged his lover in his arms and kissed him, then touched his forehead with his hand.

"It's great that you don't have a fever, let me see how you are now."

Speaking of which, Chef Bao wanted to lift the quilt to check Zhouquan's overused position, and Zhouquan resisted desperately when he was noticed.

Chef Bao, who dared not use brute force, was no match for Zhou Quan at all. He had to give up the idea after adding a few paw prints on his face.

He pulled the food box he brought back, opened it, took out the porridge and side dishes inside and said, "You're hungry, eat some. This is your favorite porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, and your favorite cucumber" .”

Zhou Quan, who was sore all over, crunchy and numb from the waist down, was lying in Chef Bao's arms like a dead fish. The night's ups and downs had already exhausted all his strength, and he had already used the last of his savings to grab the quilt with the other party just now. When the energy is used up, stop cooking.

Chef Bao felt sorry for him, and also reflected on himself, but some things were really out of control.

For a hungry wolf who has been coveting a piece of meat for ten years, one day the piece of meat suddenly jumped to his mouth, seasoning and salt were sprinkled on it, and when he cheerfully asked him if he wanted to eat it, he would not swallow it in one gulp. That's a fool.

Swallowing it is not enough, you have to slowly taste it in your mouth, and taste all the flavors like knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow.

The result of this kind of careful tasting was that Chef Bao washed their sheets and quilt covers the next day, but Ah Quan failed to get up from the kang.

Knowing that he was a bit too much, Chef Bao took the liberty of beating and punishing him, happily washing the bedding in the morning, and wagging his tail to feed Zhou Zhou at noon.

The porridge in the food box was still warm, and the side dishes that Chef Bao carefully mixed were full of flavor. Zhou Quan, who had no appetite at first, felt his appetite increased after a few mouthfuls of food. The one who brought Bao Yan back A large bowl of porridge and a pile of cucumbers were all eaten up.

After feeding Zhou Quan his lunch, Chef Bao started to work on the family affairs again.

The sheets and bedspreads that have been dried are taken back and folded, the used dishes and chopsticks are washed and put away, the TV is turned on by Zhouquan, the warm water is put aside, and the top and bottom are arranged. Chef Bao puts the ointment next to Zhouquan Said: "I'll go back to the hotel first, and call me if you need anything."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to leave. Everyone had already arrived at the door of the house, but he still looked back worriedly and said: "Remember to take the medicine, and you must tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Finally hearing the door closing, Zhouquan crawled out of the blanket with a blushing face, looked at the water cup, mobile phone, TV remote control and the tube of ointment with English written all over him, pursed his lips, and looked elsewhere.

He has been wading all morning. Although his body is still very tired, his spirit is not bad, and he can't fall asleep even though he is sleeping.

However, it was not so easy to get up. He couldn't hold back this morning, so he got up to go to the toilet, which almost cost him half his life.

Just when Zhou Quan's bored eyes were empty, he suddenly heard someone shouting from the yard: "Is Ah Quan there? Let's come and see you."

It sounded like Chen Wenli and Bao Erlong. Zhou Quan, who had been paralyzed on the kang, stood up, looked around the room quickly, and shouted after finding nothing wrong: "People are in the room, come in."

While talking about Zhou Quan, he got up and opened the window, and saw that the two people entering the courtyard were indeed Bao Erlong and Chen Wenli.

The two people who were familiar with each other went straight into the West Room, saw Zhou Quanbao who was pale and haggard Erlong put down the fruit in his hand and said, "You didn't go to the flower shed this time, let's go to the B&B and ask Uncle Wen about your illness." Alright, let's come and have a look."

The guilty Zhou Quan forced a smile and replied, "I'm not sick, I just feel tired and want to take a rest."

Hearing this, Chen Wenli put down the milk box in his hand and said, "You said you're not sick. Look at your face, it's as white as paper. Your voice is also hoarse, and you still feel weak when you speak. Have you seen a doctor?"

"I'm really fine, just take a rest."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you have to see a doctor. I don't know you yet. I have been afraid of injections since I was a child..."

Before Bao Erlong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Wenli. He changed the subject and chatted with Zhou Quan, then took Bao Erlong to leave.

Although Zhou Quan was confused by the two of them, they were relieved to leave Zhou Quan's side.

However, when he was leaning against the window to call out to see off the guests, he heard the conversation between the two people outside.

Bao Erlong asked Chen Wenli, "Why did you drag me away just now? Why did you drag me away before I finished my sentence?"

Hearing this, Chen Wenli rolled his eyes to the sky, lowered his head and shouted, "Didn't you see that ointment on Zhou Quan's kang just now?"

Bao Erlong thought for a while and replied: "I see, but it's all in English and I can't understand it, let alone you understand it, your education is not as good as mine."

"Who told you about your academic qualifications? We have that ointment at home. It is imported from abroad to treat hemorrhoids. My father suffered from this disease last year. My sister specially entrusted someone to bring it back from the provincial capital hospital. It is precious but It works very well, it stops bleeding, reduces inflammation and swelling, and it will be fine after a few days of use.”

"Then you mean Ah Quan...?"

"So I pulled you away, asking so many, how embarrassing."

"Yes, it's quite embarrassing, then let's go."

Zhou Quan was stunned as he watched the two youngsters walk out of the house, his whole being in a state of petrification.

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