Grandpa is here!

The weather is getting colder and colder. City J is a very strange city. When it's hot, it's super hot, and when it's cold, it's super cold. Let it be cold, but it's kind of dry and cold.

During this period of time, the north wind pierced into the neckline of the man like a knife, and it was so cold that there were ice slags in the cracks of the bones.

Many people were sick from the cold, and Jiang Baifan was no exception. He didn't know whether it was a fire or a cold. He was in good spirits, but his throat was a little swollen and sore, like a thorn stuck, and he had difficulty swallowing. Even his voice was hoarse.

After returning home, Jiang Min realized that something was wrong with him.

"Master! Why did your voice change?"

Jiang Baifan sucked his blocked nose hard, rubbed his Adam's apple up and down with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know what's going on, I just feel that the inside of my throat is hot, dry and itchy, and I always want to cough, It hurts even when I swallow saliva."

Jiang Min was stunned for a moment, turned around and poured him a cup of hot water, and asked strangely, "Didn't you feel fine this morning?"

"Hmm! It's fine in the morning, but in the afternoon I feel uncomfortable in my throat and my nose is completely blocked. The weather in J City is... dry and cold! It's enough."

Jiang Baifan took the hot water and put it on the table, pulled out two pieces of tissue paper, and pressed his nose hard, the nose was also solid, making it hard for him to breathe.

"It's late, it's cold outside, I don't want to go out, drink more hot water tonight, and I'll buy medicine for you tomorrow morning."

"No, maybe it will be fine tomorrow!" Jiang Baifan waved his hand indifferently. Children from the countryside are not so delicate. When they were young, they caught a cold, and it will be cured automatically after a week without taking medicine.

Jiang Min glanced at him and didn't say anything more. He put on his apron and went to the kitchen. After 10 minutes, dinner was served.Had fried prawns and homemade grilled chicken wings.

Sitting at the dining table, Jiang Baifan's eyes lit up, because these dishes are all his favorites.

But before he took a bite, the dish was removed by Jiang Min.

"It's not suitable for you to eat these fried and grilled things now. If you eat them, you will get angry and your throat will hurt even more tomorrow."

Jiang Baifan was taken aback: "Then what should I eat?"

"Drink some white porridge. I specially cooked white porridge with vegetables for you." Jiang Min took off his apron, turned around and brought him a bowl of white porridge.

Jiang Baifan looked eagerly at the roasted wings on the table, swallowed and said, "Can I eat a little?"

"No." Jiang Min didn't have the slightest room for negotiation, and moved the two dishes further away, "Eat fried dishes again, you will be hurt tomorrow, you can drink porridge obediently, and you will be fine in a few days, I I will make a delicious meal for you."

Having said all this, Jiang Baifan was really embarrassed to pick up the fried shrimp again, and after flattening his mouth, he lowered his head and honestly drank the porridge.

After returning to the room, I still felt a little reconciled, turned on the phone, logged on to WeChat, and sent it to Moments.

[I really want to eat fried chicken and spicy shrimp tails, but I have a sore throat and I can't eat... woo woo woo... What kind of suffering is this?The fairy man is crying! 】The circle of friends just sent it out, but after a while, Pei Min called and said straight to the point: "Are you asleep? Come downstairs if you haven't slept."

"What?" Jiang Baifan asked weakly lying on the bed: "What are you doing downstairs?"

Pei Min: "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Jiang Baifan sat up, opened the curtain and looked down, Pei Min was really standing downstairs.

It was completely dark, and rows of street lamps were lit up, and the warm yellow hue did not bring any warmth to people.

Pei Min was wearing a simple black cotton jacket, with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand seemed to be carrying something.

He stood in the cold wind, with a tall and straight figure, looking up at the person upstairs, the corners of his lips couldn't help but evoke a subtle arc.

"Okay, I'll come down right now."

Jiang Baifan didn't hesitate, put on his coat, went downstairs quickly, and trotted all the way to Pei Min who was waiting for him.

Pei Min stood under the street lamp, the dim orange color fell in his eyes, like the tails of fireflies dotted with stars, bringing warmth to those dark pupils.

Jiang Baifan ran straight to him, and asked hoarsely, "It's so cold, what are you going out for?"

Pei Min didn't speak, took his hand, went to the pavilion in the community, put the things in his hand on the stone table, frowned and said, "Is it cold? Why are your hands so cold?"

"Cold." Coming out of the warm room suddenly, it was indeed a bit cold, Jiang Baifan shrank his neck and couldn't help shaking.

Pei Min put his hands in his palms and rubbed them lightly. Pei Min's hands were so hot that they were like a small stove.

Jiang Baifan blinked his eyes, he didn't know if it was the cold weather that froze his brain, or what, he didn't take his hand back for a long time.

When he realized something was wrong and wanted to withdraw his hand, Pei Min had already let go of him, and took out a cup of hot milk tea from the paper bag on the table, and handed it to Jiang Baifan.

Jiang Baifan took it with one hand, scratched his head, looked at the milk tea in his hand with a smile to hide his embarrassment: "Wow! Mango flavor!"

"I know you like it." Pei Min raised his eyebrows, moved the bag of things on the table to Jiang Baifan's direction, and said slowly: "Eat."

"What?" Jiang Baifan froze for a moment, pulled the paper bag over, opened it, and his eyes lit up.

It turned out that Pei Min brought him fried chicken and spicy shrimp tails.

Jiang Baifan swallowed hard, but didn't move his hands, as if he wanted to eat but dared not.

Pei Min took out a disposable glove from his pocket and handed it to him.

"You can eat, it's okay."

He casually tore open the packaging bag of the fried chicken, while slowly fumbling into the pocket of the sweater, he took out a bottle of Kyoto Ninjiom Chuanbei Pipa Gao, a few tablets of anti-inflammatory drugs, and a few small packets of throat lozenges.

Jiang Baifan's eyes lit up, what the hell!What a peerless treasure Pei Min is!What a great idea he thought of!

Sore throat and can't eat fried chicken?Who said that after eating fried chicken and taking medicine, it’s fine.

Just like what Jiang Chenchen said when losing weight, eat!You have to eat, how can you lose weight if you are not full?

Similarly, Jiang Baifan also picked up the fried chicken and ate it!How can we have the strength to fight against the disease if we are not full?

He was eating fried chicken, while Pei Min was wearing disposable gloves and sitting aside peeling shrimp.

He quickly peeled off the shell of the prawns, picked out the threads of the prawns, cleaned them, dipped them in spicy sauce, and handed them to Jiang Baifan.

Jiang Baifan looked at the peeled prawns in front of him, obviously didn't react, he chewed the fried chicken, and asked vaguely: "Why?"

Pei Min fed the shrimp tail to his mouth, and said slowly, "Open your mouth."

Jiang Baifan subconsciously opened his mouth to catch the shrimp he had peeled, and felt something was wrong when he ate it.

Pei Min is feeding him!

feeding him!

Is this action too intimate?

Jiang Baifan was so stupid that he accidentally caught his finger when he opened his mouth to catch the shrimp.

Uh...

this tm...

Jiang Baifan's face turned red, he coughed lightly, and said with some embarrassment: "You... you eat by yourself."

While peeling the shrimp, Pei Min shook his head and said, "I don't like it."

"Then..." Jiang Baifan said in a low voice with a blushing face, "Then you leave it alone, and I will peel it off myself later."

"But the shrimp should be eaten while it's hot. It won't taste good when it cools down." Pei Min peeled the shrimp again, and fed the dipped shrimp to Jiang Baifan's mouth calmly. .

His finger joints are slender, not too thick, not too thin, each one is straight and strong, even the movement of pinching the shrimp is pleasing to the eye.

He said: "I'm idle anyway, so I peel it for you to eat while it's hot."

Jiang Baifan was so entangled, he didn't open his mouth, he was a little sorry, but he opened his mouth, it felt a little strange.

During the time he was thinking, Pei Min was not impatient, still held the shrimp in his hand, and looked at him very quietly.

Jiang Baifan paused, opened his mouth to take the prawns fed by Pei Min, chewed them slowly, and then raised his eyes to look carefully at Pei Min.

Pei Min's face was calm, and he pinched another shrimp from the box with downcast eyes, and carefully peeled and picked out the shrimp's thread.

The dim street lamp shone on his face, making his cold eyebrows and eyes a little gentle.

Seeing Jiang Baifan sizing him up, Pei Min was not surprised, he just smiled at him with his lips bent, and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

As he asked, he continued to lower his head to peel the prawns, his expression and movements were very natural, as if he was doing a very ordinary thing.

Pei Min's behavior was too normal, which made Jiang Baifan feel that something was wrong with him. He really thought too much recently.

It's just a friend peeling a shrimp for help, what a big deal!

A few days ago, when Pei Min injured his hand and had difficulty moving, didn't he peel apples for him every day?

Jiang Baifan was relieved, and when Pei Min fed him shrimp again, he opened his mouth to accept it with peace of mind.

So much so that after eating, when Pei Min wiped his mouth with a tissue, he didn't notice anything was wrong.

After taking a sip of milk tea, he hiccupped a little before touching his stomach and saying, "How do you know I want to eat fried chicken? Did you see my circle of friends?"

"Yeah." Pei Min nodded.

Jiang Baifan smiled, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I'm just complaining! I don't have to eat. It's cold and the distance is so far. You don't need to send me food. "

"It's not a special trip to bring you food."

Pei Min lowered his head and wiped his hands slowly with a wet tissue.

The street lights were dim, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.

He said, "I just wanted to see you suddenly..."