Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"Have you washed it?"

"Well," Jiang Shun'an wiped his wet hair and sat down on the bed, "Are you going to wash it? You must be tired after running outside with a few children all afternoon."

"Fortunately."

Wei Jingrong was lying on the bed, and the news was playing on the opposite TV. The news was still about the Spring Festival, and his ears were getting callused these days.

"I only come back once a year. I can only take them out for a stroll and buy something to eat. It's a bit of an elder's duty."

"That's right," Jiang Shunan pulled back the quilt, dragged his sore leg, and lay on the bed awkwardly, "I used to dislike those little kids from my relatives. Educate them for their parents. Now that I think about it, it's really a bit...not tasteful."

Jiang Shunan himself spoke vigorously, but Wei Jingrong was not interested, but had serious doubts about his leg.

"What's wrong with your legs? I thought I was wrong when I came back. But from eating, to going upstairs, to when you came out of the shower, you were limping all the time. Is something wrong?"

"Where do you want to go?"

Jiang Shunan smiled perfunctorily, grabbed the towel on his shoulders and put it back on his head, pretending to wipe his hair: "What can happen at home is that I accidentally fell."

"Where did you fall?" Wei Jingrong asked.

"Just, right here..."

Where did you fall?

Jiang Shunan was also very curious about where he should say he fell.

Although Wei Jingrong's house is big, with a small single-family building, with a front yard and a backyard, he is a young and energetic young man in his 20s, and it is amazing that he can cripple himself.

but……

"This kid always reports good news but not bad news, especially after he suddenly quit his job and opened some kind of restaurant. My mother and I are not in a hurry, but we are worried about him in our hearts. I am afraid that he will... hey, what do you say? Just know, don't tell him."

Before returning to the house, Wei's father specially told him, and Jiang Shunan also understood that there are some things that are better not to be discussed with Wei Jingrong.

But to hide it from Wei Jingrong, I really don't have that confidence.

"I accidentally tripped over while walking, it's nothing to worry about, just get some sleep."

"Tripped?" Wei Jingrong obviously didn't intend to end the topic, "What did you trip over? Is there anything at home that can trip you up and make you limp?"

Jiang Shunan kept silent, not knowing how to make this lie go.

Wei Jingrong was still asking, holding the trousers that Jiang Shunan was wearing today: "I don't see any traces of tripping or wear on your trousers, just a little gray, like footprints..."

"I tripped myself, and then stepped on myself when I fell on the flat ground!"

Jiang Shunan grabbed the trousers and stuffed them into his bosom, ignoring the pain in his legs, he just rolled up the quilt and lay down, wrapping himself tightly: "If you want people to tell such embarrassing things, you are satisfied now. "

"...Sorry, I shouldn't have asked more."

Wei Jingrong sighed deeply, and hugged Jiang Shunan tightly with the quilt, "It's my fault, don't be angry. Do your legs still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Jiang Shunan's voice came from under the quilt, which was very vague, but Wei Jingrong could hear it clearly, "It doesn't hurt, it's just accidentally..."

"I know."

Wei Jingrong didn't continue talking, reached out and took the towel off Jiang Shunan's head, and kissed his wet hair: "Let me see your legs, okay?"

Jiang Shunan said through the quilt, "There's nothing to see."

"Just take a look," Wei Jingrong said in a deep voice, which made his heart ache, "Anyway, let me know how badly you fell."

"……up to you."

Wei Jingrong kissed his hair again, got up and loosened the quilt wrapped around his calves, and rolled up his trouser legs.A large bruise was attached to his leg, stinging his eyes.

Wei Jingrong touched the bruised place carefully: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Shunan was wrapped in a quilt, and after a while he squeaked: "It doesn't hurt."

Wei Jingrong got out of bed, Jiang Shunan didn't know what he was going to do, but what was confirmed was that he didn't leave the room.

After a while, Wei Jingrong sat back on the bed, as if he had taken something else.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Shunan got up and took a look, and immediately bounced off the bed.

"What do you want, I'm warning you, I'll yell if you come over again."

Wei Jingrong looked at his startled look, smiled neither angry nor angry, and said calmly: "Give me some medicine for you, do you really want to make such a big fuss?"

Medication?

Where are you taking medicine?It's clearly killing pigs!

"Use, no need, don't waste medicine for such a small injury."

Wei Jingrong ignored him, tore off a piece of cotton, and poured some medicinal wine on it: "If you fall like this, you'll be limping for at least a day or two. Even if you're not limping, the bruises won't disappear so easily."

"If it doesn't go away, let it go away slowly." Jiang Shun'an let go of the quilt, and put his trouser legs in a mess. "It doesn't hurt anyway. I don't go anywhere at home all day long. It doesn't matter if it doesn't go away or not. It doesn't matter."

"You don't hurt, I will." Wei Jingrong looked at him, the cotton in his hand was completely soaked with medicinal wine, "Just treat it as medicine for me, okay?"

It's all said and done, what else is there to say no to?

Jiang Shun'an let it go, and nodded resignedly: "Okay, then take it easy."

"kindness."

Wei Jingrong helped him roll up his trouser legs again, and wiped the bruises with cotton.

The movement of wiping was very light, and Jiang Shunan did not resist.The cold touch of the alcohol ice is a bit irritating, and it doesn't have the burning and terrible pain of last time.

"sorry."

Wei Jingrong said, and continued to rub the medicinal wine.

Jiang Shunan huddled himself under the quilt, his eyes followed Wei Jingrong's hand.

"I fell it myself, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Why is it okay?" Wei Jingrong opened the bottle cap and poured medicinal wine on a new piece of cotton, "You have only lived in my house for a few days, and either your waist or your legs are injured. Blame me for being so useless for making you suffer so much." Wronged."

"I don't think it's a grievance either."

"It's not a grievance, so what is a grievance?"

Wei Jingrong gave him good medicine, and asked Jiang Shun'an to soak it up for a while, and then put down the trouser legs later.I simply tidied it up: "Do you feel wronged until you hurt your muscles and bones, lose your arms and legs?"

"Don't call this a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, the lair of the bandit mountain king?"

Jiang Shunan glanced at his legs, and leaned on the head of the bed to watch the same news reports on TV: "It's rare for me to feel lucky once. If I want to change the scene, maybe I'll be left with a pile of bones right now."

Wei Jingrong sat beside him, put his arms around Jiang Shunan, and leaned on his head: "Follow me, don't you feel wronged?"

"I'm not wronged," Jiang Shunan shook his head and smiled, "I feel wronged only if I can't follow you for the rest of my life."

"kindness."

Wei Jingrong nodded, and gently kissed his forehead: "I'm sorry, I owe you one more time."

"What did we owe before?" Jiang Shunan rolled his eyes at him, "I made so many troubles for you, didn't you settle them all?"

"It's my job to deal with the things in the store."

"Jiang Shun'an," Jiang Shunan sighed, "So you still divide yours and mine now, hey, you are really stingy."

"Hehe, I'm not stingy, how can I make money to support you?"

Jiang Shunan glared at him with squinted eyes: "Don't take what I said as if I was taken care of by you? Or do you think my legs are not injured enough, and you will be happy if I hurt my self-esteem again?"

"Hehe, I want to know more, are you going to hang me aside tonight and sleep with that pair of pants in your arms?"

"Damn!" Jiang Shunan quickly let go of the quilt and threw the pants out, "I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me."

Wei Jingrong smiled, straightened the pair of trousers, and hung them up neatly.

"Why are you hanging it? I'll wear it tomorrow."

"To commemorate," Wei Jingrong said, "to commemorate someone's great achievements."

"Wait a minute, what's the word after 'ji'?"

Wei Jingrong was stunned for a second, then the two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

"Shun'an, you've turned bad."

"Haha, let's be each other."

Wei Jingrong smiled, and hugged Jiang Shunan into his arms again: "Tell me, how should I punish you when I go back?"

"It's up to you," Jiang Shunan said, "Anyway, now you know what you should know, and what you shouldn't... I don't know if you will."

"Will it be, you will know when you go back."

Jiang Shunan looked at him with a red face, shook his head weakly, sighed for a while at the beasts in clothes and clothes, and then sighed slowly: "When you go back, you will be busy again, right?"

"Well, after resting for so long, other businesses have started to open."

"Jing Rong, will you be reluctant?"

"What can I do if I can't bear it?"

Wei Jingrong lowered his head, held Jiang Shunan's hand, and said, "I also want to take my parents back with me, but they don't want to go, and I... can't leave the restaurant alone. And if they follow me, they will only worry more Bar."

Maybe it's not just worrying.

Just thinking about Qian Yunsheng's warning at the annual meeting made me feel uneasy.

Even if the two elders are taken back now, I am afraid that they will not be able to serve them with peace of mind, let alone the others.

"It's okay, Jing Rong." Jiang Shunan scratched his hand and leaned on his shoulder. "Come back when you have time. It's only a day's drive away. As long as you make arrangements, you can still come back to see them often." .”

"Well, I hope."

Wei Jingrong smiled, and patted Jiang Shunan's shoulder: "Okay, your hair is dry too, go to sleep, I'll take a shower."

Hope, I hope everything goes well in the new year.

'You choose your own path, and in the future, it's all up to you. '

"Jing Rong."

Wei Jingrong stopped and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Go somewhere, can you take me there?"

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