The cool life of sand sculpture

Shi Yan suddenly had the motivation to work

"me……"

Mu Chuanshu rarely stuttered.

Being stared at by the future sister-in-law with such anticipation, Mu Chuanshu couldn't bear to refuse.

Anyway, my future sister-in-law called him "brother-in-law" before.

But letting him drink alone, he felt that he had wronged his stomach too much.

The palms and backs are full of meat.

"I... just finished my meal not long ago, and I can't finish it alone." Mu Chuanshu "me" for a long time, raised a smirk, and finally choked out this sentence, "How about the three of us Drink alone?"

Qi Lang and Lang Qingyan, who were suddenly named, turned their heads to look at Mu Chuanshu quietly.

That's too much, pull them into the water together.

Is it brother?

Mu Chuanshu raised a professional smirk, looked left and right, and replied with his eyes - good brother, we have to carry it together!

It's brother, let's drink soup!

"That's it..." Shi Cha looked hesitantly at Qi Lang and then at Lang Qingyan, "That's fine, after all, it's not easy for the two of you to come all the way to visit patients. Don't worry, there are quite a lot of buckets here." , definitely enough!”

The three tried to smile.

Thank you so much.

After a while, Shi Cha went to find two disposable bowls, and then divided the bucket of chicken soup into three parts.

Each of the three men was holding a bowl of feces-yellow chicken soup. You looked at me and I looked at you, but no one acted rashly.

"Drink, why are you just holding it up?" Shi Cha was puzzled.

Looking at Shicha's innocent face, Lang Qingyan couldn't help asking: "Xiao Chacha, have you tried it?"

"Tasted it." Shicha nodded, "I picked a small piece of meat to taste, it was cooked! It seems a little bland, but it shouldn't be a big problem."

Hearing what Shi Cha said, the three men felt a little relieved.

Maybe... this chicken soup just doesn't look right?

The three of them lowered their heads and took a sip of soup in unison.

Then they paused at the same time.

This soup...

The three of them held it in their mouths, but it was a bit hard to swallow—it was an indescribable taste, just... very complicated...

It's like soaking sawdust in hot water, and then adding a handful of salt and a spoonful of sour rancid soup to it, smelling it, drinking it...

"Guru..."

The three swallowed the feces-yellow chicken soup with difficulty.

Shicha asked expectantly, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Good, delicious! Ahaha, it's very delicious and delicious!" Qi Lang raised his face, forced a smile with difficulty, and praised against his will.

Mu Chuanshu and Lang Qingyan next to him cast admiring glances at Qi Lang.

Especially Mu Chuanshu, at this moment he silently announced in his heart that Qi Lang is definitely the best acting director he has ever seen!

"Let me just say, the heaven pays off!" Shi Cha was so happy when he heard the answer, the corners of his mouth were almost grinning behind his ears, "I still have a talent for cooking!"

It's just hidden deep and needs to be excavated!

Qi Lang: "..."

With a trembling of the little hand, there was a myocardial infarction.

Hearing this, Shicha should be interested in cooking, right?

That won't work!

"Then what, drink, drink soup." The corner of Mu Chuanshu's mouth twitched, deciding that it was better not to get involved in this topic.

But the soup is bad, what about the meat?

Anyway, I tried Shicha, it should be better than soup, right?

So the next three people began to choose meat to eat.

Meat is indeed more acceptable than soup-basically tasteless and dry.

They didn't know why the soup tasted so complicated, but the meat didn't touch it.

We dare not ask.

After just bowing his head and eating hard, all the meat in the bowl was eaten up - after comparing with the soup, the tasteless meat is still acceptable.

"Don't just eat meat, drink soup too." Seeing this, Shi Cha couldn't help but said, "Let me tell you, chicken soup, chicken soup, the most important nutrition is in the soup!"

"It makes sense, ahaha, drink, drink!" Qi Lang bit the bullet and agreed, but took a deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to directly pick up the bowl and finish drinking the feces-yellow chicken soup!

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

Anyway, you have to drink it, so it’s better to let your taste feel less suffering!

"As expected of Brother Qi!" Lang Qingyan next to him looked at Qi Lang with admiration, and then followed suit.

Mu Chuanshu is similar.

At this moment, the two people's admiration for Qi Lang is like a surging river!

After drinking, all three felt a little nauseous.

But they held back tenaciously.

"It seems that my chicken soup is really well stewed." Looking at the chicken soup that was all eaten, Shicha showed a satisfied smile.

Finally, she happily left Mu Chuanshu's ward with the empty thermos.

At the moment when Shi Cha left, the three men finally couldn't bear it anymore!

"Ugh—bathroom! Bathroom!" Lang Qingyan rolled her eyes while retching, and ran towards the bathroom at the same time!

No, it's too nauseating!

The smell of chicken soup has been lingering in their noses, so that they always remember the taste of chicken soup.

But in just a few seconds, the three men lay facelessly on the sink platform and vomited together.

How do you say something?

If one person vomits, it's fine; if two people vomit, I'll feel like vomiting after you vomit, and you'll feel like vomiting after I vomit; three people vomit...

When they walked out of the bathroom, the three men came out with their legs weak and leaning against the wall.

Almost didn't spit out the bile.

"From now on, Shi Cha must not be allowed to enter the kitchen!" Mu Chuanshu sat on the hospital bed with difficulty and shouted weakly.

Qi Lang nodded approvingly: "It makes sense..."

"Then the question is, how can we prevent Xiao Chacha from entering the kitchen without hurting her?" Lang Qingyan touched her chin and asked.

The three fell silent at the same time.

good question……

In response to this problem, the three of them discussed for an entire afternoon and worked out various solutions.

……

Shi Yan next door didn't know that Shi Cha was going to cook chicken soup for herself the next day, and she thought she had escaped the disaster.

Knowing that tea came to see her in the evening, and mentioned this matter.

The smile on Shi Yan's face suddenly couldn't hold back: "Ahaha, tomorrow, good, good. Then, Mu Chuanshu and the others drank chicken soup today, how do you feel?"

Are you still alive?

"It's pretty good. They should all like the chicken soup I made, and they drank it thoroughly!" Shi Cha said proudly, "As expected of me!"

Is it like this?

Shi Yan had doubts in his heart, and always felt that something was not right.

"Then how did you cook it?" Shi Yan asked again.

So Shi Cha told Shi Yan his secret method, and Shi Yan was sweating coldly after hearing it.

Hey guys, is it okay to make soup with curry powder?

"Hiss, if you think about it this way... the three people next door must be in danger." Shi Yan thought uneasily.

No, she's leaving the hospital!Get out of the hospital tonight!Back to work tonight!

She loves to work!