Madam, let's steam buns together

Zhang Huaruo was indeed very happy the moment he saw Baozi. In his subconscious mind, seeing Baozi was equivalent to seeing Yang Dabao. The subconscious happiness at this moment could not be deceived, nor could it be concealed.

But he quickly realized that it was someone else's buns, not Yang Dabao's. His originally crooked brows and eyes unconsciously showed a look of disappointment, and he looked indifferently at the plate of steaming white buns.

Today would have been a good day to remember. According to the Chinese calendar, today is the most auspicious day for a new store to open in recent days. The opening day of Yang Dabao Steamed Bun Shop is set to be today.

What a happy day it should have been. After Zhao Pingjing's troubles, how could Yang Dabao still have the mood and energy to go to Zhang Luo's store to open again? The store must be postponed. Have the mood and energy to find another suitable day for the opening of the new store.

I don't know how much time this will waste.

Zhang Huaruo knew how important this steamed stuffed bun shop was to Yang Dabao's heart. Now that the shop finally came back to his family with Zhang Huaruo's help, Yang Dabao saw that he could realize his long-cherished wish, but before he came to the door, it was also because of Zhang Huaruo. and cannot be realized.

Zhao Pingjing didn't know what Zhang Huaruo was thinking at the moment. He was now full of thoughts of making Zhang Huaruo happy, and he was enthusiastically introducing the plate of white buns to Zhang Huaruo: "This is the bun I made with my own hands. It's just hot, I know You like to eat steamed stuffed buns, so you have been working hard to learn how to make steamed stuffed buns, try it quickly, and see if it suits your taste."

Zhang Huaruo didn't want to eat the steamed stuffed buns made by Zhao Pingjing at all. He took off the first layer of the food box and saw porridge and side dishes on the second layer: "I don't have an appetite right now, just have some porridge."

Zhao Pingjing is still strongly recommending the steamed stuffed buns he made himself: "You can pair steamed stuffed buns with porridge! Don't worry, the steamed stuffed buns I make are very safe, there are no dirty things in them, and you will no longer be controlled by them."

If Zhang Huaruo didn't hear it, he picked up the porridge bowl in one hand and took the spoon in the other, gently stirring the surface of the porridge. This action seemed to be that he was afraid that the porridge would be too hot and was waiting for the porridge to cool down. In fact, it was him. Smelling the smell of porridge.

After confirming that there was no peculiar smell, Zhang Huaruo took a shallow spoonful and tasted it. After tasting it, he was sure that there were no other messy things in the porridge, and began to drink the porridge with peace of mind.

While drinking, he rejected Zhao Pingjing's suggestion: "No, I really don't have an appetite."

Zhao Pingjing was almost angry, and the anger had already shown on his face. Fortunately, he immediately thought of an excuse for Zhang Huaruo, and the anger immediately calmed down, and the expression on his face returned to the previous gentleness in a short while.

He looked at Zhang Huaruo drinking porridge with a satisfied face: "I was wrong, how could you really like to eat steamed stuffed buns, now that you have finally escaped from their control, regained your sanity and regained your freedom, how could you want to eat again Baozi, it’s good to drink porridge, your body has been poisoned by them for so long, now you should eat more light food to detoxify, the simpler the better for your body.”

Zhang Huaruo had already guessed what kind of story this was in Zhao Pingjing's conception. From Zhao Pingjing's point of view, Yang Dabao added drugs that could control Zhang Huaruo's mind to the buns Zhang Huaruo ate.

This kind of drug controlled Zhang Huaruo's liking for Yang Dabao's steamed buns, and also controlled Zhang Huaruo's mind, making him obedient and obedient.

This man is totally in his own world!

After eating, Zhang Huaruo began to implement his plan step by step, chatting with Zhao Pingjing without saying a word.

Starting with some small topics that would not make people feel defensive, they chatted, and naturally talked about the two guards at the door, without arousing Zhao Pingjing's slightest alertness.

Zhang Huaruo intentionally or unintentionally mentioned asking Zhao Pingjing to remove the two guards at the door, once the words came out, Zhao Pingjing of course refused.

Zhang Huaruo followed the plot of the story that Zhao Pingjing was thinking, and said to Zhao Pingjing: "You have brought me out of the sea of ​​suffering, and you have proved to me with your actual actions that you will not hurt me. I am willing to believe in you, but I am not willing to believe in others. Man, I don’t trust anyone now except you.”

What Zhang Huaruo said made Zhao Pingjing ecstatic, and the three words Zhang Huaruo said "trust him" echoed in his ears. More importantly, Zhao Pingjing didn't trust the two outsiders very much in his heart, but now he was shaken by Zhang Huaruo's words. more powerful.

Zhang Huaruo saw Zhao Pingjing's vacillation, and continued to fan the flames: "When you were away, I vaguely heard them talking outside. They seem to do things for you only for money. Once such people who are only looking for money really meet Dangerous, they will most likely leave me and run away."

Zhao Pingjing was silent, the worries in Zhang Huaruo's words were exactly what he was worried about, if they were in danger, those two people would never fight with their lives to protect Zhang Huaruo.

Zhang Huaruo continued his efforts: "They give me the same feeling as those people. You are the only person I meet. They look at me so strangely. I am so scared, especially when you are not around. they will……"

When it comes to leaving a blank at the end, the blank part will be more fascinating if it is not finished.

Zhao Pingjing

Sure enough, he fell into the trap, he was so happy in his heart, he tried hard to pretend to be calm on the surface, and expressed his heart to Zhang Huaruo at this moment: "Don't worry, I will never let anyone have a chance to hurt you again!"

Zhang Huaruo looked at him: "Then let them not get so close, I don't want you to transfer them away, I just don't want them to get so close, as if they are spying on me all the time, this makes me not A sense of security. Isn’t it enough to have you here?”

Zhao Pingjing was persuaded by Zhang Huaruo, and felt that there was no need for those two subordinates to watch at close range, so he decided to send the two men to a farther place, to watch the situation around the house from a distance, and even explain to them directly, even if there is something strange in the house You can't go in directly, but you should inform him first.

Zhao Pingjing had arranged for those two people to leave according to his own ideas. In order to make Zhao Pingjing feel more at ease, Zhang Huaruo has been very quiet for the next period of time.

During this period, Zhao Pingjing pretended to leave for a period of time. It seemed that he had gone far away, but in fact he did not leave. He squatted in a hidden place outside the house, quietly observing the movement in the house, to see if Zhang Hua really would stay in the house obediently, and Not to take the opportunity to escape.

The result made Zhao Pingjing very satisfied. During his departure, Zhang Huaruo sat quietly in the house and rested without doing anything suspicious. Zhao Pingjing's guard was finally eliminated.

Zhao Pingjing went back and forth, the smile on his face was brighter than before, Zhang Huaruo's eyes reflected the smile on Zhao Pingjing's face, he was thinking about his family in his heart, and couldn't hide his sadness.

He needed a chance to be alone in the house, and if he couldn't get one by evening tonight, he had to create one.

I don’t know if God heard the voice in Zhang Huaruo’s heart. Zhao Pingjing went out once in the afternoon. It was not long, only about a stick of incense. After he came back, he told Zhang Huaruo that he could not spend the night with Zhang Huaruo here tonight. .

Zhang Huaruo was overjoyed, but he couldn't show his joy on his face, so he could only nod calmly.

Seeing Zhang Huaruo like this, Zhao Pingjing thought that Zhang Huaruo must not dare to show the disappointment in his heart to embarrass himself, so he grabbed Zhang Huaruo's hand and said, "Since what happened last time, my family has been strict with me, and I didn't go back last night. I’m not happy, if I don’t go home tonight, they’re afraid they’ll discipline me again and won’t let me leave the house.”

There was another sentence he didn't say, because he wanted to surprise Zhang Huaruo.

As long as there is a chance at night, he will definitely leave the mansion secretly without attracting the attention of any family members, and come back here to accompany Zhang Huaruo.

Zhang Huaruo was curious about the "what happened last time" that Zhao Pingjing mentioned, before asking, his attention was attracted by the touch of his hand.

Zhao Pingjing was holding Zhang Huaruo's hand tightly with both hands. Zhang Huaruo tried to take his hand away, and felt the strange uneven feeling from it.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for a rich man like Zhao Pingjing to work in the fields on weekdays, let alone help with rough work at home. His hands should not have this rough feeling, even if they are calluses from practicing calligraphy and painting, they will never Appears in the palm of this place.

This kind of bumpy feeling is more like a scar.

Zhang Huaruo directly turned Zhao Pingjing's palm over and saw the marks on the palm clearly. There was indeed a scar there, a scar obviously caused by burns.

With this scar and Zhao Pingjing's face, Zhang Huaruo finally remembered when he had met Zhao Pingjing!

The man in front of him was the man who made trouble in public when Zhang Huaruo was newlyweds parading in the street. This scar was also left at that time, the mark of being burned by quicklime!

Seeing Zhang Huaruo's expression now, Zhao Pingjing understood that he remembered who he was, and was immediately elated: "You remember, don't you? You know who I am now!"

In the current situation, Zhang Huaruo can only tell the truth instead of pretending not to know: "Zhao Pingjing, Zhao Zhongshuling's only son."

Hearing Zhang Huaruo say his name with his own ears, Zhao Pingjing almost danced happily: "You really remember me, you remember me so clearly!"

If Zhang Huaruo was silent, he only knew so much, he didn't remember clearly at all, it was just because Zhao Pingjing tried to hurt Yang Dabao in vain, he only had a little impression.

As it was getting dark, Zhao Pingjing reluctantly left after watching Zhang Huaruo eat the food he brought with his own eyes. Before leaving, he asked the two guards outside to not disturb Zhang Huaruo. Protect Zhang Huaruo's safety.

As soon as Zhao Pingjing left, Zhang Huaruo immediately began to untie the rope on his feet.

Those knots are dead knots, and it is almost impossible to simply untie them, so Zhao Pingjing is so relieved.

Zhang Huaruo didn't intend to untie the rope in a gentle way at the beginning, the dishes have been taken away by Zhao Pingjing, but the original bottle of trauma medicine is still in Zhang Huaruo's hands.

Zhao Pingjing probably forgot about its existence, so he didn't search for the bottle of medicine from Zhang Huaruo.

Zhang Huaruo wrapped the porcelain medicine bottle with clothes, and then carefully smashed it. When the small porcelain shattered, it would inevitably make a sound. Under Zhang Huaruo's intentional control of the movement, the sound was not loud, even if it was close to the door, it would not be heard. This little movement, not to mention the guards standing so far away now.