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Tang He returned with a bowl of glutinous rice balls.

Yi Caier knew that Xiao Chen was also sleeping in his room, and vaguely guessed the relationship between the two, so she made an extra copy for Tang He to take back.

Tang He knew that he had explained it, and Yi Caier probably thought he was shy, plus his later plans, so he didn't say much.

But when he walked to the door and looked at the bowl of glutinous rice balls that was still wafting in aroma, he didn't want to take advantage of the liar in the room for a moment, but he was indeed full.

Just when he was hesitating, the door opposite opened with a "squeak".

Roald was wearing Ultraman pajamas, standing at the door yawning, scratching his right arm with his left hand, and clutching his neck with his right hand.

"Brother Tang?" The young man was crying, his hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and there was a lot of red on the part of his body where he was caught. He said in an aggrieved and funny tone, "The mosquitoes are about to eat me!"

Tang He was amused by him, and after thinking about it, he immediately found a good place for the glutinous rice balls in his hand.

These summer life-saving medicines are all prepared in his room, and now he directly asked Roald.

Roald squatted on the ground, watching in amazement Tang He nimbly removed a coil of two intertwined mosquito coils, and found the lighter in the drawer familiarly.

"Does this thing work?" Roald had heard of mosquito coils before, but this was the first time he saw the real thing, so he couldn't help being curious.

"It doesn't matter if it works or not." Tang He clapped his hands and stood up.

"Oh, how much will it cost?" Roald realized later that these things cost money, but he also felt that it was normal, Brother Tang also bought it himself, and helped him when he needed it most, and gave him money. Money is what it should be.

"Mosquito coils and essential oils, I'll charge you forty." Tang He was going to the hospital tomorrow and was in a hurry to spend money, so even if he saw someone he liked, he had to do business.

Roald, who was completely ignorant of prices, had no intention of haggling over the price, and even thought it was very cheap.

Just like that, he took out the bag from under the bed in front of Tang He, and found a piece of fifty after searching for a long time.

Tang He looked at the four-figure brand-name bag just being stuffed under the bed by him, feeling a little suffocated for a moment.

The young master looked innocent, but he didn't know anything, at least he knew how to hide the bag under the bed to prevent thieves.

It's just that he just took it out in front of him, isn't he afraid of thinking about it?

"There is no extra change." Roald handed the 50 yuan to Tang He.

"Then there's still a bowl of glutinous rice balls here, which is exactly ten yuan, so I won't look for it." Tang He didn't give up collecting the money because of his previous guess. On the contrary, he skillfully sold the bowl of glutinous rice balls in his hand according to the established plan.

"Thank you Tang, I'm just hungry." Roald went to get the glutinous rice balls with a smile, and sat on the edge of the bed to eat.

The warm glutinous rice balls, stuffed with sesame seeds, the sweetness invaded his mouth as soon as he bit into it, and Roald was so moved that he was about to cry.

He never knew that a bowl of glutinous rice balls could be so delicious, and it only cost ten yuan! ! !

Tang He looked at Roald who was gobbling it up and was a little embarrassed for a moment. This bowl of glutinous rice balls sold for three yuan at most in the small shop downstairs. He just resold it for ten yuan at zero cost, and the child even gave him a grateful look.

Roald looked like he was starving. That's right, the film crew didn't care about the food in order to keep up with the schedule after filming for a whole night. This is also the reason for giving such a high price.

When I came back, I was too tired. After taking a shower, I just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep in the dark. In the end, I was woken up by mosquito bites in the middle of my sleep.

"Well, it's delicious!" Roald raised his head from the bowl while biting the glutinous glutinous rice balls, and asked vaguely, "Brother Tang, how do you use the essential oil? I feel like there are still mosquitoes around now." bite me."

After filling his stomach, Roald began to think about his body. There were countless bites on his arms and legs. Fortunately, these mosquitoes were merciful and did not greet him on the face.

But he was bitten in more than a dozen places all over his body.

"It can't eat if I eat, so I won't eat for nothing." Roald swallowed a glutinous rice ball, held the bowl and chopsticks in one hand, and went for the bottle of Fengyoujing worth five yuan on the table with the other.

Tang He probably realized his conscience and took it from him.

"Let me apply it for you. It smells a bit pungent. Don't touch your eating hands." Tang He unscrewed the essential oil, grabbed one of the boy's arms, and poured it on the red and swollen place while saying, "You're fine, don't worry." It's hard to drink this stuff."

"Huh?" Roald bit his glutinous rice balls with a bulging face, looking like a little hamster. He looked at Tang He with a confused expression, as if asking: Do I look so stupid?

But soon he realized, "Brother Tang, have you ever drank?"

Tang He didn't look up, "Although it smells bad and doesn't taste good, it can cure many diseases at critical moments."

After receiving the new knowledge, Roald nodded earnestly. He was used to being served by others since he was a child. Now he stretched his arms and asked Tang He to help him apply the essential oil. He didn't think there was anything wrong.

The taste is quite pungent, but the effect is also immediate.

Roald was pleasantly surprised to feel the coolness where he was bitten, "Wow, this thing is so good! What brand is it?"

"Internationally renowned brand, sixgod!" Tang He replied with a smile.

After finishing his work, Tang He went back to sleep in his room with 50 yuan in his pocket.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Tang He woke up early and couldn't sleep well all night, always having the illusion that he was still at the awards ceremony.

When he opened his eyes, he heard the sound of an old electric fan, and saw a faded ceiling. For some reason, he suddenly let go.

After a quick wash, he changed into a short-sleeved blue shirt, and took out all his belongings from the bag, a total of 600 yuan, and put them in his pocket.

He turned his head, only then did he realize that the mats on the ground had been put away, and Chen Boshu was nowhere to be seen.

"Good morning, Brother Tang!" The little girl was already up when she went downstairs, sitting in front of the counter, and greeted her warmly.

Yi Cai'er was standing behind her, braiding her. Seeing that the little girl was too excited, she could only pull her braids to straighten her, "I'm going to junior high school soon, why are you still blah, sit down." .”

"Also, how many times have I told you that I should call you uncle, otherwise I will mess up my seniority."

Yi Xinlong stuck out his tongue playfully, "Brother Tang and I are only seven years younger, and calling him uncle is the difference in generation. He calls your sister, and I call him brother. We can call each other differently."

Tang He went downstairs and looked at Yi Caier who was still in good spirits, "Yes, everyone is calling their own way, Sister Caier, let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, no, no!" Yi Caier grabbed the braid with one hand and stretched the rubber band with the other, braiding Long Long's braid in two or three strokes. "I'm fine, why go to the hospital!"

"No! You have to go to the hospital for everything today!" Tang He winked at the little girl.

"Hey, I have a headache..." Rumble immediately covered his head and bent down.

Yi Caier panicked, hugged her daughter, and said with concern, "What's the matter? Why did you suddenly have a headache? You were fine just now, what else is uncomfortable besides the headache? Xiao Tang, help me to see, what is going on with Rumble? gone?"

"Okay, okay, stop pretending, your clumsy acting skills can only deceive your mother." Tang He met Yi Caier's gaze, smiled helplessly, and knocked on the counter.

"I really have a headache..." The little girl poked her head out of her arms, her face was reddish, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Yi Caier became even more anxious when she saw it, "What's going on?"

"I usually run to the crew a lot. This acting is good." The smile on Tang He's face deepened. If he hadn't winked at the little girl just now, he might have been tricked by her right now. "You have to stay and look at the store. I'll take your mother to the hospital."

Yi Xinlong stood up when he heard the words, wiped away the tears that had already reached his eyes, and wrinkled his nose, "Then you didn't say it earlier, and I even pinched myself."

Yi Caier made a false alarm, and patted Yi Xinlong's head angrily, "Okay, learn to lie, and see if I don't give you a headache!"

"Hey! It hurts!" Yi Xinlong hurriedly jumped off the chair and hid behind Tang He, "It's not that you are always disobedient and refuse to go to the hospital to see a doctor. If one day I really have a headache, I will be angry with you! "

The mother and daughter had a quarrel, Yi Caier didn't turn away from Tang He in the end, changed her clothes in a decent way, told Yi Xinlong to look around the store, and call her if there was anything wrong, and finally went out after three delays .

The two of them took the No. 26 bus to the largest hospital in the city.

Yi Cai'er was worried all the way, complaining that she shouldn't go out, and worrying about her daughter looking after the store alone, Tang He persuaded her to go back several times.

Tang He went directly to the specialist clinic of internal medicine, and the registration fee alone cost ten yuan, which made Yi Cai'er babbled for a while.

The doctor was a middle-aged female doctor with a good attitude, and asked about Yi Caier's condition very carefully.

"I don't really want to eat. Every time I eat, I feel very uncomfortable. Recently, I have some chest pains. It's nothing serious. It may be that I'm tired. It's because my family is making too much of a fuss."

Yi Cai'er had long regarded Tang He as a family member in her heart, and now the two of them came to see a doctor together, which indirectly drew their relationship closer.

"It's best to check further. I suggest taking a CT scan and chest X-ray first."

"We need another examination, how much will it cost?" Yi Cai'er felt pain when she heard it, "We won't do it, thank you doctor."

"No, it has to be done! Now in the hospital, I have to listen to the doctor." Of course, Tang He couldn't give up halfway.

After thanking the doctor, Tang He took the slip and was about to go downstairs to pay the money, but was grabbed by Yi Caier.

"No, no, let's go home. This hospital likes to tell you that you are not sick, and lie to you to check this and that. Otherwise, how can they make money." As soon as they walked out of the door of the consultation room, Yi Caier chattered Whispering about getting ready to leave.

"Don't worry about the money. It's serious to see the disease cured." Tang He strode forward, "Anyway, whether you go back or not, I will pay the money now. If you want to waste money Just go."

This move cured Yi Cai'er to death, and finally she could only agree to make a film.

The hospital had to wait until two o'clock in the afternoon for the filming, and Tang He was a little worried looking at the queuing list in his hand.

In the end, I chose to send a message to Lao Xie, "I have something to do today, so I can't go this afternoon, let Xiao Chen go later."

When Lao Xie received the news, although he was let go, he was surprisingly relieved.

He has always felt that with Tang He's mind and ability, as long as he doesn't get entangled in his emotions and leaves any scandals of being taken care of, he will surely have a bright future in the future.

It's just that Tang He is such a pigeon, he has to find another person.Xiao Chen looks pretty good, but not as good-looking as the young man he met yesterday, which can be regarded as the best-growing seedling he has seen in so many years.

Lao Xie was thinking about it, and planned to go to the recruiting courtyard again.