The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

"Then you go inside and wait for me. I'll be there soon."

Lu Qingye thoughtfully brought the towel to Meng Wantang.

Meng Wantang dried off, put on clothes and went back to the house. She lifted the quilt and lay down, closed her eyes and began to doze off.

She didn't believe that Lu Qingye was so crazy that he would wake her up from her sleep.

Lu Qingye took a shower and entered the house, only to find someone asleep.

"Liar liar."

He lay on the kang and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Finally, he just came over and put his arms around her waist...

Meng Wantang opened her eyes and felt as if she had not slept at all.

Although it didn't feel as if a car had run over it, it was very heavy. I feel like the quality of my sleep was not good at all.

Logically speaking, if you fall into a deep sleep, you should feel refreshed when you wake up.

When she was getting dressed, she finally realized something was wrong.

Meng Wantang thought it was his illusion.

After she got dressed and stood on the ground, she realized what she was thinking was right.

"Lu Qingye!!!"

Meng Wantang gritted his teeth.

This man is not the hero, so why does he look like a teddy like the hero?

Meng Wantang came out of the house with a dark face and found that there was no one at home.

The children should go to school.

Lu Caihua went to work, so where did Lu Qingye go?

She opened the pot and found a poached egg and a dough nest in the pot.

He was the only one left with breakfast, which meant that Lu Qingye had finished eating.

She went to the yard and saw that the bicycle was not there either.

I guess Lu Qingye didn't sleep last night and went to work after breakfast.

Feng Dongyang clearly said yesterday that Lu Qingye didn't need to go to work.

He definitely had a guilty conscience when he ran away early in the morning.

If you can run away from a monk, can you run away from a temple?

Meng Wantang sneered, and she would settle the score with him when he came back.

Meng Wantang ate the poached eggs.

I put the noodles back in the bowl rack, washed the bowls and chopsticks, and started preparing lunch.

Two rice dishes for lunch.

The children ate very quickly, as if they hadn't eaten in hundreds of years.

Meng Wantang was stunned when she saw it.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Meng Wantang found that the little fat man was also eating faster.

Gou Sheng complained next to him: "Mom, my aunt's cooking is really terrible. You don't even know what kind of life we ​​have been living these two days?"

"Isn't your aunt's cooking delicious?" It's not like Meng Wantang has never eaten before.

Gou Sheng was speechless: "If my aunt wasn't a good cook, do you think we would eat it?"

"Don't you think this is inconsistent?"

Erni plays with Gou Sheng every day, and her personality has changed a lot.

She boldly said: "Auntie, you are not at home. My mother doesn't put oil at all when she cooks. That dish is particularly unpalatable."

Meng Wantang: "..."

Lu Caihua glared at Er Ni fiercely: "I can't even shut your mouth when you eat. Eat quickly and stop talking nonsense."

Although Er Ni was not convinced, she did not talk back to her mother.

It can be seen that the little girl still respects her mother.

"Sister, the children at home are growing. Our family's conditions are definitely not enough to eat meat every day, but we can put a little more oil appropriately. If there is no oil and water in the stomach, where will the strength come from? If I can't keep up with nutrition, I will become a short person in the future, but what can I do?"

Lu Caihua sighed after hearing this.

"When we were little, we didn't even have food to eat. We all drank water until we were full. Now they can eat every meal, but they don't eat well. They are still not satisfied and picky."

Meng Wantang said with a smile: "If you compare like this, there is nothing to compare with. Why do our generations work so hard? It's just to let the children live a better life."

Lu Caihua also knew that what she said made sense.

"I'm just afraid of being poor. I've long formed a habit."

"I understand you. But aren't we working so hard just to get a bite of meat and get a little more oil when cooking? Otherwise, what's the point of working so hard?"

Lu Caihua felt that what Meng Wantang said was very reasonable: "You are right."

Children, you look at me, and I look at you, all of them are weird.

Meng Wantang glared at Gou Sheng, and she knew that Gou Sheng must be the one who initiated this matter.

Gou Sheng suddenly smiled playfully, and gave her a piece of egg, and said very shamelessly: "Mom, you have been tired and thin for the past few days, please eat more and take good supplements."

"Thank you my dear son."

Meng Wantang ate eggs and felt that the little life in front of her was going well.

After dinner, the children go to school.

Your Excellency must continue to go to work.

Meng Wantang thought that she had not been to the health center for several days, so she packed her things and planned to go to the health center.

When she arrived at the place, she saw a lesbian with a gauze covering her face, only a pair of eyes exposed. She looked left and right, not knowing who she was looking for.

She thought for a while, then stepped forward and asked: "Comrade, who are you looking for? Or do you want to see a doctor?"

The lesbian wearing a gauze scarf on her head saw Meng Wantang and hesitated before asking.

"Comrade, I want to ask you something. Which doctor in the health center is the best?"

Meng Wantang really wanted to say something to me.

But she is not that thick-skinned.

"Comrade, what disease do you want to see? The doctors in our health center are all pretty good. If you think one doctor is unreliable, all our doctors can take turns to treat you."

The lesbian immediately caught the flaw in Meng Wantang's words.

"Are you also a doctor?"

Meng Wantang nodded: "Yes, I am also a doctor."

"Then can you show me my face?"

The woman secretly pulled off a piece of gauze on her head, allowing only Meng Wantang to see her face.

Meng Wantang saw a flash of surprise in her eyes when she saw the woman's sallow little face.

"Come with me, it's not convenient here." Meng Wantang turned and walked to her office.

The lesbian hurriedly followed.

She didn't forget to close the office door.

After sitting on the chair, he couldn't wait to tell Meng Wantang: "To be honest, my family is from the town, and I will get married next month. But look at my face, how can I get married?"

The little girl took off her scarf as she spoke, revealing her whole face.

The face was so yellow that it looked like it had been stained with paint.

"Doctor, do you think I can still be cured like this?"

Meng Wantang did not answer her directly, but asked her to put her hand on the pulse pillow.

"Comrade, put your hand here first, and I'll take your pulse first."

"Oh, fine fine."

The lesbian put her hand up very cooperatively.

Meng Wantang pressed her pulse, frowning, looking thoughtful.

The lesbian looked at her expression, feeling uneasy and almost scared to death.

When she spoke, there was a cry in her voice.

"Doctor, is my disease incurable? Am I suffering from a terminal illness?"