Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

After taking the medicine, Yu Yu was so full of water that he lay dizzy on the bed, and slowly exhaled:

so tired.

I haven't been this relaxed in a long time.

Looking back now, in the past few years, he hasn't had much rest.

The taut string was like a whip, lashing hard, telling him to run forward desperately.

But now, the whip is broken.

The exhaustion that had been accumulated for a long time seemed to turn up at this moment.

The bed seemed to turn into quicksand, and the big invisible hand held him, and he just kept falling, falling...

Nothing to do, nothing to worry about.

Just eat well, sleep well, and rest well.

Too much luxury, he thought.

People in this time period either go to work or go to school.

The whole neighborhood was too quiet.

Half asleep and half awake, he heard birdsong outside the window, the click of the hands of the wall clock in the living room, and even his own heartbeat and breathing.

There was a stray cat calling downstairs. From the sound, it seemed to be the big orange cat with asymmetrical patterns on its face.

He subconsciously turned over, facing the window.

The hazy sunlight seeped in from outside the curtains, making people frown.

Yu Yu, who had never slept until he woke up naturally, realized that the curtains he chose didn't seem to block out the light very much...

"I must change it some other day..."

He muttered something in a low voice, then turned to the other side.

Well, it's good, it's not dazzling anymore.

After taking three kinds of medicines, there is no sugar coating.

One of them was granules, and he drank a lot of water in one go.

Now when I turn over, my stomach is like a water bag full of water, Duang~duang~ shaking.

After a few minutes, the sleeping ingredients in the potion began to take effect.

Yu Yu felt that his current state was a bit weird:

With his biological clock disrupted, he actually doesn't feel much sleepiness now, but the medicine and physical fatigue are clamoring for sleep.

The body is exhausted, and the eyes can hardly be opened, but the brain is unprecedentedly active.

He frowned, curling himself up instinctively.

This position makes him feel safe.

Countless balls of light seemed to rise in the pitch-black mind.

Those are fragments of memory, spinning wildly like a revolving lantern.

The young Yu Yu, the young Yu Yu, registered on tiptoe in the hospital, and Yu Yu wiped his tears for transfusion...

Countless balls of light continuously emerged from the pitch-black flat ground and exploded in his mind, turning into dazzling chaos.

When the angle of view is changed, the chaos is reshaped, and the combination becomes the brand-new teacher Yu Yu.

He has indeed grown up.

I don't know how long I slept, but when Yu Yu woke up, he found that he was sweating profusely and his pajamas were soaked.

He lay in the quilt in a daze for a while, then turned over and sat up, and glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed:

11:40.

How did you sleep for so long?

He was a little frightened, so he turned on his phone to confirm, and found the WeChat message from Liao Chu by the way.

"What to eat?"

When a chef asks such a question, he always feels a little more than me.

Yu Yu wiped off his hot sweat, and thought for a moment, "Maoxuewang."

greedy!

I sweated a little, and my head didn't seem to hurt so much.

I also have some strength on my body.

One minute later, Liao Chu's message came back:

"Drink porridge."

Yu Yu: "..."

So what is the need for that question just now?

He replied again: "Don't bother, I'll cook some noodles myself."

Liao Kee's restaurant business is quite busy, and it's just a cold, so he won't lose his ability to take care of himself.

Liao Chu returned a photo:

Two rows of clay pots are neatly arranged on the stove in the back kitchen.

All porridge.

Then another message:

"Dry vermicelli, no."

Just five words, clearly showing contempt.

There is no way to prepare half-finished products in front of a professional chef!

Who do you look down on?

Yu Yu laughed out loud.

The sun is good.

He got up and changed the sheets and quilts that were soaked in sweat, stuffed them into the washing machine together with the soaked pajamas, and then went to take a hot shower.

The whole person is refreshed.

At 12:30, Liao Chu arrived as promised with a lunch box.

Now that the lunch rush was over, he cooked the last dish, handed over the finishing touches to Guan Wenjing and the others, and came.

Yu Yu was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Liao Chu said: "How is it?"

"It's dropped to 37 degrees 5! It should be fine tomorrow." Yu Yu took the lunch box, "Come in and sit for a while?"

I have been busy all morning, so I must be quite tired.

Liao Chu was about to speak, but his eyes were attracted by a touch of color in the living room.

Yu Yu followed his gaze and turned to look:

!!!

It was a pink and purple leather hippopotamus sofa.

The hippopotamus has round ears on its head, two mung bean eyes, and a big mouth. It is so cute.

Liao Chu was silent for a moment, and then spoke again, with a hint of a smile in his words.

"Teacher Yu has very special taste."

Yu Yu's face was hot, but he still asked him sincerely, "Don't you think it's cute?"

Every time he sits on that little sofa and writes a lesson plan, he is very inspired!

Be sure to touch your ears!

Feel great!

After Liao Chu left, Yu Yu closed the door and stared at the sofa for a while.

Obviously very cute!

And the little tail too!

The porridge is vegetable porridge with minced meat, with emerald green shredded cabbage, bright yellow corn, and red minced meat scattered in the white and crystal-clear rice flower.

Salt Jinjin is refreshing and refreshing, and the rich aroma is very simple.

The doctor said, it's just a small cold, don't be too nervous.

As long as you don't eat too greasy and spicy food, it is best to ensure that the meals are balanced and varied.

Such porridge water is very good.

Originally, Yu Yu had no appetite, but after taking two bites, he gradually gained an appetite.

The porridge cooked in clay pot is especially delicious.

All the rice grains are blooming, exuding rich rice fat, similar to gelatin.

This is the most nourishing.

After one bite, the mellowness of the rice, the fragrance of the vegetables, and the deliciousness of the meat all bloom one after another.

After finishing a serving of porridge, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the tip of Yu Yu's nose, and the nasal cavity that was a little congested just now became unobstructed again.

He put the tableware into the dishwasher, ready to return it to Liao Chu after washing.

A little full.

Yu Yu thought for a while, chanted the chant, and slowly started radio gymnastics.

"one two three four five six seven eight……"

The sunshine in the autumn afternoon is exceptionally bright.

Bright beams of light enter from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and are divided into beams of light by the sills.

With his movements, the airflow rolled up the fine dust, constantly swirling in the light and shadow, occasionally refracting the blurred light like stars.

After all, he was ill and his physical strength was limited, so Yu Yu stopped after only half a set of gymnastics.

He went to fill some water, squatted by the window, and watered the flower pots one by one.

"Ahem, I'm sick, you all need to be well..."

"Xiaohong has grown two flower buds again, it's awesome!"

"Little Huang, let's work hard too. Let's bloom together this winter, okay?"

Xiaohong and Xiaohuang are two camellias. He has been raising them for three years, and they will bloom several beautiful flowers every winter.

It's just that everyone moved to Qingjiang City with him this year, and the water and soil are a little bit unacceptable, and the originally dense green and plump leaves are a little wilted.

In the evening, Liao Chu went to the school bus stop to pick up Guoguo after school.

The little girl called her uncle sweetly first, and then asked, "Is Teacher Yuyu all right?"

Liao Chu laughed, "Are you so worried?"

Guoguo nodded, "Mr. Yuyu is very good."

Children are the most sensitive. They remember clearly who treats them well and who treats them badly.

Liu Xi over there also came to pick up Qianqian, and asked, "Why, Teacher Yu is sick?"

The kindergarten did not publicize it, and the parents didn't know it before, and they only learned about it after meeting the children.

At the moment, there are also discussions in the parent group, with various condolence messages one after another.

Liao Chu said: "I have a cold, the doctor prescribed medicine, and it will be fine in two days."

Liu Xi was relieved.

That's okay.

Teacher Yu is young and has a strong recovery ability. He will definitely be fine in two days.

Guoguo took Liao Chu's big hand and walked home, "Uncle, can I go see Teacher Yuyu?"

She also prepared a gift for Teacher Yuyu.

Qianqian raised her hand over there, "I want to go too!"

They all miss Teacher Yuyu very much.

The children's feelings are sincere and warm, full and amazing.

It's just a day's difference...

Liao Chu stroked the little heads of the two girls and collected two jujube-sized light blue fruits.

It is gray and unremarkable, with a slightly sour taste and an inexplicably long aftertaste.

It's like the long kite string that was stretched in my hand when I was a child, dangling, but I can't stop pulling it no matter what.

Like this kind of fruit, Liao Chu usually uses it to make wine.

The finished product is often especially suitable for drinkers to diverge their thinking.

"We need to ask Teacher Yuyu first to see if he is resting."

Liao Chu sent Yu Yu a WeChat message, saying that the two children were worried about him, so is it convenient for Fang to take a look?

Yu Yu's cell phone was set to silent, so that he wouldn't be afraid to disturb his rest.

When I wake up and see it later, there must be a reply.

"Come on, let's go eat first."

Today's special dish is Dapanji, which is mainly rooted in the Northwest.

Just hearing the name, one knows that this is definitely an extremely rough and unrestrained delicacy.

Big pieces of chicken, big potatoes, big onions, carrots, and an extra large plate...

It is best to use northern porcelain for the plates, squatting vigorously to the center of the table, the boss is a piece, with a little domineering.

Start by simmering the chicken pieces until medium rare, then add the potatoes.

When the potatoes are also half cooked, add the onions and carrots.

When the onions and carrots are half-cooked, add the hand-pulled lasagna.

It doesn't need to be stewed for too long, it can be out of the pot when there is still some white core in the middle of the noodles.

Waiting to eat a few bites of vegetables, nibbling a few pieces of fragrant chicken, and the noodles are also full of rich soup.

A child slobbered and said, "I don't want chicken anymore, I want noodles! Dad, I'll leave the chicken to you."

The father laughed, "You're a smart kid."

This is all essence.

A man in his 40s saw it, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey, big plate chicken, I used to eat it every now and then when I was in Xinjiang, but I haven't eaten it for years since I came back!"

It is easiest for people to get closer in a restaurant.

Sometimes two people who are clearly strangers to each other can call themselves brothers after a meal.

The people at the table across from him laughed when they heard this: "Hey, brother, have you been in the Northwest before?"

At the beginning of the conversation, the man ordered food with the waiter, and then said: "Reporter, I used to work in the TV station there for a few years."

The other party was in awe, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It turns out that you are a comrade reporter. It's not easy to be there."

The reporter was a little embarrassed, "Ashamed, ashamed, Travel Economy Channel, I really didn't suffer much..."

Not only didn't I suffer, because there were too many delicious foods, and the villagers were also enthusiastic, so I gained more than ten catties in a daze.

Then the climate is a little dry.

In the first month after arriving, my face was dry and flaky.

The nasal mucosa is fragile and prone to nosebleeds.

It has been nearly five years since he returned to the mainland, and the memories of living abroad have gradually faded.

But today, this unexpected dish is like pressing the playback button in a movie studio, and those distant pictures are pulled back again.

In the northwest, the sky is wide and the land is wide, the mountains connect to the sky, and the river supports the ground, as if the vaults are higher than other places.

The people raised are generally the same.

What flows in their bones is the wind and freedom. They walk on the rough sandy Gobi desert and climb on the endless slopes.

Herding horses and herding sheep.

Looking around, the mountains and rivers are vast, and there is no human habitation for most of the day.

Only the sun and the moon rise from east to west and set in the west forever, and the night sky is flickering with light and darkness.

Even the stars there are more and brighter than elsewhere.

There is wind all year round.

The howling wind blew frantically across the vast grassland and the vast Gobi Desert, blowing up the loess that had been deposited for thousands of years, sharpening and smoothing the originally hard rocks, and scratching the faces of the people there.

Years of sun exposure have given their exposed skin a honey-like color.

That is the color of sunlight.

Most of the people there can either sing or dance well, the tunes are loud and open, their movements are open and closed, and their gestures reveal the pride of letting me swim!

After a while, the dishes are ready.

The reporter comrade picked up a large piece of chicken, looked at it for a few seconds, and then put it in his mouth.

The taste of fresh, spicy and salty immediately fills the mouth.

Ah, that's the smell.

As if in an instant, the stars changed, and he returned to the place that appeared from time to time in his dreams.

really not bad!

Anyone who walks will leave traces.

He can't guarantee whether there are traces left in Xinjiang;

But he clearly knew that the group of people in that side of Shanshui had already engraved a strong stroke in his heart.

Over there, Yu Yu read two books, fell into a coma for half the afternoon, and when he woke up, it was already dusk.

He rubbed his head.

The headache doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that I slept too much and felt a little nauseous...

As soon as he clicked on WeChat, 99 unread messages popped up on the interface.

At the top is Liao Chu.

He thought for a while, and replied: "Children have low immunity, so don't meet each other first, to save infection."

The parent group is more lively than usual.

But what fills the screen today is not the dialog boxes of the parents, but the voices of the children.

After all, for them now, typing is simply too difficult.

Yu Yu unconsciously had a smile in his eyes, and clicked open one by one.

The empty room was instantly filled with the milk cavities of children:

"Mr. Yuyu, are you feeling better?"

"Teacher, you have to take the medicine obediently!" Swallowing, "It might be a bit bitter, so just take a candy!"

"My dad said to drink more plain water!" Straight man education started from the baby.

"Mr. Yuyu, are you going to die?" Weeping.

Yu Yu: "..."

Not really, it's just a cold, really not.

It should be that the child's parents were nearby. The voice was quickly withdrawn within a few seconds after it was uttered.

"Ms. Yu, I'm so sorry, this kid watched a documentary two days ago..."

The parents said immediately very ashamed.

Yu Yu couldn't laugh or cry, and in turn comforted the parents: "It's okay, you don't need to be nervous."

Liao Chu came back with a message, "Guoguo said that he brought you a condolence gift, then I will give you a piece of dinner and put it at the door later."

The recent weather is really not safe. Guoguo sneezed twice when she got up early, so it's good to see her again.

Then open the door first.

A few minutes later, Yu Yu heard someone knock on the door.

"Mr. Yuyu, are you there? I'm Guoguo! I'm here to see you!"

Just as Liao Chu was about to speak, the phone rang.

It was a parent in the group, who had said before that their company had an event in November and wanted to order pastries.

There is an echo in the corridor.

If you make a call at this location, it is easy to affect other residents.

Liao Chu first put the large food box containing dinner on the glove cabinet at the door, and then said to Guoguo:

"Uncle is going to answer the phone, you talk to the teacher here first, don't run around."

Guoguo nodded, and the little pigtails also fluttered up and down, "Okay!",

Liao Chu gently pinched her soft cheeks, and went to the corner stairs to answer the phone.

Not only can the noise be isolated here, but you can also see Guoguo not far away, so there will be no danger.

After Liao Chu left, Guoguo opened the small schoolbag and took out a slightly wilted flower from it.

The little girl looked around and placed the flowers beside the food box.

The blade was a little crushed, she squeezed her mouth tightly and pressed it hard a few times.

"Mr. Yuyu, the gardener uncle gave me a beautiful little flower today, I will give it to you, you must get well soon!"

Yu Yu, who was inside the door, had a sore nose, "Okay, thank you."

Guoguo squatted down with her schoolbag in her arms, rested her cheeks, raised her head and asked:

"Mr. Yuyu, did you get an injection today?"

Yu Yu sniffed, "No, the teacher is an adult, and there is no need for injections for the time being."

Guo Guo wowed, "Your Excellency is amazing."

She was given injections when she was sick!

"Then you should eat well, sleep well, and grow up quickly." Yu Yu said with a smile.

Guoguo nodded, then pouted again and said, "I've eaten a lot! Today my uncle made delicious chicken, such a big piece of meat... But my uncle said that children can't eat too spicy..."

She said it outside, and Yu Yu swallowed crazily inside.

It's dying.

All day today, he only drank one serving of porridge.

Now I am heartbroken and want to eat something exciting!

The two talked for a while, and Guoguo squatted until her legs felt a little numb, so she held on to the door and stood up with her buttocks pouted.

Hey hey hey.

She vaguely heard Liao Chu over there saying, "Okay, that's it..."

She knows this!

It means it's over!

"Mr. Yuyu, uncle is about to finish his phone call, then, see you tomorrow!"

Guoguo waved at the door

Yu Yu looked through the cat's eyes, "Tomorrow... no, the teacher will get better as soon as possible."

Huh, he misses the kids.

Liao Chu on the other end just hung up the phone when he saw Guoguo rushing over, not without pride, he said, "Uncle! Have you finished the call?"

Liao Chu scooped her up, "Yes, really smart."

Guoguo hugged his neck and laughed.

Liao Chu looked at the door of Yu Yu's room, "Have you finished talking to the teacher?"

Guoguo nodded, "Teacher Yuyu said that she will get better soon!"

After the nephew and uncle left, Yu Yu opened the door.

Thinking of the flowers that the child specially brought back for him, the young teacher couldn't help being moved to tears.

The well-behaved and considerate child is indeed an angel!

then……

More than ten minutes later, Liao Chu returned to the restaurant with Guoguo.

He habitually turned on his phone to check the time, and found that Yu Yu had sent a WeChat message.

Click to see:

"I think I can still save it."

Followed by a photo:

I saw the black utility cabinet at the door with its back against the white wall. A food box was placed upright on the top of the cabinet, and a white chrysanthemum was also upright beside it.

It can be said that it is standard for grave worship.

Liao Chu: "..."

He squeezed the center of his brows hard, and asked the eldest niece who was humming a ditty and drawing:

"Guoguo, where did that flower come from?"

Guoguo tilted her head, "Uncle Gardener gave it to me!"

"Where's the gardener?"

"Uncle the gardener who takes care of the bunny in the kindergarten!"

It was very windy today, and a flower pot was blown down and broke, and the flowers inside were also broken.

But the flowers are still so beautiful, the gardener uncle saw that she liked it, so he gave it to her.

Liao Chu: "...Ah."

understood.

In order to welcome the upcoming school celebration, Aoba Kindergarten spent huge sums of money to build several three-dimensional animal and flower bonsai.

And the most appropriate fall flower... is the chrysanthemum.

Guoguo blinked, and suddenly said: "Teacher Yu Yu is ill, uncle, I will give it to you next time, okay?"

The little girl is so considerate.

But... no need.