Painting Tang

"Hey, hey, don't go, sister-in-law? I brought you a beef bone to try something new, and you can take it before you go back?"

Zhen Hui yelled, but Yu Tang refused to open the door again, for fear that others would see the deep and shallow hickey marks on his lips.

"really weird……"

Zhen Hui scratched his head, and began to gnaw on the carefully selected thigh bone with the most meat.

"Let me catch you stealing it!"

"Hey hey!"

Zhen Hui was squatting on the edge of the wall and was enjoying eating, when suddenly someone gave him a spoon from behind, which made his brain buzz.

The cook in the cooking camp was holding a wooden spoon in his left hand and a wrench in his right hand, planning to switch to the wrench and hit the back of Zhen Hui's head when Zhen Hui took another bite.

"I prepared this specially for my sister-in-law. Who told you to eat it?"

"You poor cook, what are you doing with a wrench?"

Zhen Hui rubbed the back of his head cursingly, "Want to be transferred from the cooking class to the mechanical class?"

"I'm unloading your wheels."

The cook spoke righteously.

"Oh, unloading the wheels. What? What do you say? Whose wheels are unloading?"

Zhen Hui jumped up after tasting the smell, "You little bastard, what are you doing unloading my wheels? You need car tires for cooking?"

"you're so dumb,"

The cook pulled him and hissed twice, "I unloaded all the wheels, my sister-in-law won't be able to go back to Yulin City tonight? Then it's logical that I can spend the night with my brother?"

"oh oh!"

Zhen Hui nodded his head, "I didn't expect you to be quite thoughtful."

"That's not it,"

The little cook wiped his nose triumphantly, "We can't waste those turtle shells, ginseng, sheep and scorpions we put at noon, can we?"

"Smart!"

Zhen Hui put his shoulders in praise.

The two brothers squatted in the corner and chatted happily, but they didn't know that the walls of the barracks were not soundproof at all, and all the cheerful conversation between the two fell into the ears of Mu Jingchen and Yutang inside the room.

"I didn't arrange this."

Mu Jingchen explained to Yu Tang.

"If you think about it, Mr. Mu will not use this kind of trick to keep me."

Yu Tang was still rinsing her mouth with a cup, the Chinese medicine was too bitter for a human to drink.

"So are you staying tonight?"

Mu Jingchen lay on his side on the bed and stared at Yu Tang with his face propped up, which made Yu Tang feel embarrassed.

"I have a younger brother..."

"I'll send someone to deliver the meal,"

Mu Jingchen smiled very flatteringly, "I also sent someone to watch the night at your door, in short, nothing will happen to your brother."

"But I have to go to work in the studio tomorrow, and I have already skipped work today."

"Just say that I infected you, the professor won't blame you."

"I'm afraid that if I stay here, I will really be infected by you."

Yu Tang looked at Mu Jingchen's lips vigilantly, her mind was completely occupied by the lingering kiss she had just tasted, and her ears turned red again.

"I won't do any more contagious things to you."

Mu Jingchen assured him in a gentle voice, "Even those rough guys in our camp know it, I love you."

Yu Tang seemed to weigh it for a while, and finally decided to stay one more night to take care of him when he saw Mu Jingchen's tired and sickly face.

Otherwise, according to the reckless approach of Zhen Hui's group of tigers, I am afraid that minor illnesses will be dragged into serious illnesses. Maybe Mu Jingchen didn't die on the road to suppress the bandits, but died in vain at the hands of his own brothers.

"So, how many quilts are there in your camp?"

Yu Tang asked shyly.

"There are a lot of quilts," Mu Jingchen knew that he agreed to stay, "Even if he didn't have one, I can grab Zhen Hui's for you. But he doesn't like to take a bath, so you should dislike him. Sleeping with me is the best choice."

"You can't give me your quilt."

"Does Teacher Xiaoyu have the heart to let a terminally ill patient sleep alone in the cold night naked?"

"Be patient."

Yu Tang smiled sweetly and spoke decisively.

In the evening, the cooking class opened the cauldron, and the aroma of stewed meat and barbecue stretched for several miles along the mountain wind. The pepper was fragrant and spicy, making people salivate.

The brothers in the camp love Yutang more than Mu Jingchen, and even want to kick Mu Jingchen away, and look forward to his sister-in-law.

For example, when Mu Jingchen complained that they were big fish and big meat and didn't take patients seriously, the little cook decisively pushed him a bowl of noodles in clear soup, and urged,

"Why don't you go back to the house and eat by yourself first, don't hinder us from listening to my sister-in-law's lecture."

"You can understand shit."

Mu Jingchen wanted to give him a fist.

This group of people surrounded Yu Tang asking questions, sometimes praising him for his good looks, sometimes saying that he is educated, and pretending to pester Yu Tang to listen to his aesthetic principles, regardless of whether he understands it or not, anyway, beauty Talking is beautiful.

This is the second place where Yu Tang can feel at ease besides the studio.

The carefree military men made no secret of their welcome and love for him, and this kindness was not mixed with any coveting and prying hearts.

It's just that Yu Tang noticed that Mu Jingchen was probably really sick.

He didn't take a bite of the charcoal-grilled delicacies of mountains and seas on the table, and he didn't take a few sips of the white noodles. He just held the soup bowl and drank the green onion soup for a long time.

"Tired?"

Seeing that he was not as energetic as usual, Yu Tang asked softly.

"fine,"

Mu Jingchen said with a smile, "It seems that you like chatting with them, so let's sit with you for a while."

"Speaking of which, sister-in-law, you look thin, but your appetite is really big...!"

The little cook has a good memory, and when he watched Yu Tang quietly grab the third grilled lamb chop, he couldn't help ordering it out.

Yu Tang froze for a moment, and Mu Jingchen took the mutton chops in his hand before he opened his mouth to respond.

"Help me get it, are you envious?"

"……envious."

The little cook gave Mu Jingchen a thumbs up with a wink.

In fact, Mu Jingchen has long discovered that Xiao Haitang is very edible. When they were in the studio, they would occasionally go to the school gate to eat hot and sour noodles. Zou Weiyi would be full after eating one bowl, Mu Jingchen would eat two bowls, and Yutang could eat it all quietly. The third bowl.

But Xiao Haitang didn't seem to want everyone to know that he could eat, so Mu Jingchen naturally helped him hide it.

The meat on the lamb chops was cut off piece by piece by Mu Jingchen and put back on Yutang's plate. Seeing Yutang chewing the food he fed like a kitten who wanted to be fed, Mu Jingchen felt dizzy. It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore.

It took more than an hour to eat a meal, and because Mu Jingchen was still ill, the brothers in the camp didn't drink wine. Zhen Hui saw that Mu Jingchen was not in good spirits, so he stopped the overly enthusiastic dinner in time, and served He suggested that they should clean up the dishes, and urged Mu Jingchen and Yu Tang to go to rest early.

"By the way, big brother,"

The little cook stopped the two of them, "I'll take the unfinished medicine and soak you in a bucket of medicinal bath. You go to the bath and sweat before going to bed. I'm sure you'll be fine tomorrow morning."

Yu Tang nodded after listening, "Yu Mian also often takes medicinal baths, which are indeed beneficial."

"Then will you accompany me?"

Mu Jingchen blinked obediently.

"I'm not sick."

Yu Tang firmly refused.

"Ah? Sister-in-law, help him pour water and wash his back. Everyone is busy at the moment, and you are the only one who has time."

The little cook seemed to suggest unintentionally.

"That's right,"

Mu Jingchen hurriedly added, "Mr. Xiaoyu, my head hurts so much. I don't have the energy to even take off my clothes."

"……I see."

Yu Tang couldn't bear Mu Jingchen's shamelessness, and dragged him into the bathroom, where there was indeed a bucket of pitch-black potion ready.

Yu Tang took care of Yu Mian for too long, so she habitually reached in to test the water temperature first.

Mu Jingchen, on the other hand, stood aside with a very cheeky face, opening his arms and waiting for Yu Tang to help him undress.

"Mr. Mu, I hope you can understand that you just have a fever, not a disability."

Yu Tang said helplessly.

"My head hurts."

Mu Jingchen pretended to faint with his hand on his forehead, but Yu Tang had nothing to do with him, thinking that short-term pain would be better than long-term pain, so he quickly helped Mu Jingchen unbutton and take off his clothes.

Mu Jingchen's figure is even better than he thought.

It was an extremely resilient body, and one could even feel the vigor and strength contained in it. Yu Tang didn't dare to stare at him, so she had to avoid her gaze and randomly tore off his collar.

"Mr. Yu, the buttons are on the left, and what you touch is on the right."

Mu Jingchen reminded him funny.

"There's too much water vapor, I can't see clearly..."

Yu Tang defended, stripped off his clothes even more hastily, and pushed him inside,

"Take off your underwear yourself!"

"Thank you, Teacher Xiaoyu."

Mu Jingchen couldn't hold back his laughter, and didn't take advantage of Yutang any more. He took off the rest of his clothes and soaked them in the bucket.

Yu Tang covered his eyes, making sure that he was completely sitting in the bucket and that he would not see anything inappropriate for children before letting go of his hands, and just as he opened his eyes, he saw a damn wooden ladle placed upright in front of him .

After struggling mentally for a while, Yu Tang sighed, picked up the wooden ladle and walked over.

If Mu Jingchen dared to take advantage of him again, he would knock him unconscious with a single spoon.

When Yu Tang lifted the curtain and saw Mu Jingchen with his back facing him clearly, he could clearly feel his breathing suddenly stagnate.

There are many ugly and ferocious scars on the back of the young man who seems to be in high spirits, and behind each scar hides a series of near-death fights.

It is these young shoulders covered with scars that support the tranquility of most of the border. The traumas are like ravines between bandits and villages, silently blocking all disasters outside the mountains.

"Little Haitang?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken or moved for a long time, Mu Jingchen looked back curiously.

"Do these still hurt?"

Yu Tang accidentally touched a certain scar on his back, and the cool touch made Mu Jingchen slightly stiff.

"It's all left over from the early years. Now that I'm back in the city to live a good life, it won't hurt."

"These are all hurt at the core..."

"Since it's slashing at me, it's natural to be ruthless."

"Fortunately, you came back alive, you..."

Yu Tang's fingers slowly moved over the scar between his waist and back. He was about to say something more, but Mu Jingchen suddenly grabbed his wrist with a snap.

"Yu Tang, stop touching..."

There was a slightly invisible hoarseness in Mu Jingchen's voice.

"I, that...offended?"

Yu Tang thought that he didn't like being touched by others, so she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

"no,"

Mu Jingchen settled down,

"Today's mending was a bit too much. You touched me... I reacted."