Chapter 125： Awkward

Ying Sisi took a detour to the hotel.

Lao Zhao was about to order river mussels: "It's just in time. I'll order a hundred catties of the river clams I mentioned earlier, and the price will be one piece per catty, which is more expensive than the fish we buy from the market. What do you think? There are some peaches. Talk a little bit."

"Not for sale." Ying Sisi revealed the upcoming inspection: "You should restrain yourself for a while. If you are caught, the hotel will put all the responsibility on you, and you will be in trouble."

"Where did you get the news? Did you scare me on purpose? I'm not scared." Old Zhao laughed.

Ying Sisi said seriously: "I'm not joking. This news is very reliable. If we didn't have a close relationship, I wouldn't bother to inform you. You don't have to believe it. If you lose your job then, don't cry."

Only then did Lao Zhao pay attention: "Okay, thank you for reminding me. Are pickles delicious? Do you like laba garlic?"

“It’s delicious. I love it. What’s wrong? You still want to give it to me?”

Lao Zhao smiled again: "Wait, I'll get it for you."

“Okay.” Ying Sisi accepted it happily and didn’t want it in vain.

Lao Zhao went back to the kitchen and brought out a glass jar filled with crystal green garlic cloves.

Ying Sisi took the jar, thanked her and said goodbye, and rushed home. The lights were on in the living room.

She put down the glass jar and took off her coat when Qin Yanci walked out of the guest room: "Sending something so late? Are they giving you a hard time?"

"No, when I came back, I passed by Su Gongfu Restaurant to order two delicious dishes for tomorrow. I met Lao Zhao and chatted for a while. He gave me some laba garlic and didn't order the appetizers." Ying Sisi was half-truth and half-false. road.

Qin Yanci looked at the glass jar: "Can you give this to me? I'll give it to the tutor instead. Today he and his wife were talking about eating the Laba garlic at home. His wife said that it was too late and she didn't want to do it anymore. I thought about preparing it. Cans, the ones bought outside are definitely not as good as those used in restaurants to entertain distinguished guests. "

“Of course.” Ying Sisi agreed generously. She packed it in a cloth bag and put it on the dining table: "Don't forget it when you leave tomorrow."

"Yeah." Qin Yanci paused and said, "I bought some medicinal wine. You can take off your clothes and wipe it off."

"Oh, it's just a touch. It's not as serious as you think. What kind of medicinal wine should I use?" Ying Sisi said this while lifting up her clothes with her hands. The skin that was originally red turned white now. She was a little embarrassed and silently put down her clothes: "Ahem, I told you it's not serious. Look, it's all better." Hey, her body's resilience makes it impossible for her to pretend to be weak. She added: "It's a little sore inside, so I'd better rub it with medicinal wine." You can't waste someone's efforts, right?

“Okay, please bear with it.” Qin Yanci moved cautiously.

Apply alcohol with a towel to the skin, and Ying Sisi pretends to scream.

“Does it hurt? I haven’t started pressing yet.”

Ying Sisi: "."

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Ying Sisi took a rest after applying the medicinal wine. She went to the morning market the next day and bought two kilograms of pork. She planned to go into the forest to pick some wild vegetables and peaches, but finally decided against it.

Now she has no shortage of food and drink.

You won’t have to travel dozens of miles just for two bites of wild game.

Let's just stay at home and knit scarves for Qin Yanci.

When the scarf was half knitted, there was a knock on the door: "Is anyone home? I'm from the post office."

Ying Sisi thought it was a letter from her father-in-law: "You can slip it in through the crack in the door."

“It can’t be stuffed in, it’s just a package.”

Ying Sisi had no choice but to open the door.

The post office boy handed over the receipt: "Please sign here."