This rough guy went to have a meal and helped Xu Huizhen take back the tavern.

Xu Huizhen also took the initiative to ask them to hold the wedding banquet in a tavern.

The tavern is a century-old establishment, and its reputation among nearby residents is no better than that of Dong Lai Shuang.

Being able to hold a wedding banquet in a tavern is absolutely top-notch.

Who’s eldest girl doesn’t want her man to be capable?

She looked at Li Donglai with bright eyes.

Entered the house.

He got ahead of Li Donglai and picked up the enamel basin and took a basin of water from the tap.

Put it gently on the washstand and whisper softly: "Brother Donglai, wash your face."

Ha, Ding Qiunan today looks more and more like a little daughter-in-law.

Li Donglai washed himself in the basin, and Ding Qiunan handed over another towel.

Li Donglai sat on a chair and flipped through the information, while Ding Qiunan took the initiative to run to the coal stove and get busy.

Soon, two bowls of cold noodles came out of the oven.

The white noodles are sprinkled with green onion and cucumber shreds, and then topped with a layer of bright red chili pepper.

It’s pleasing to look at and refreshing to eat.

On a hot summer day, it’s so delicious to have a bowl of cold noodles.

Li Donglai finished a large bowl in three strokes, five strokes, and two strokes. Just as he was about to stand up, Ding Qiunan brought over a bowl of noodle soup.

After eating cold noodles and then drinking noodle soup, this is called original soup and original food.

In Li Donglai's memory, an adult told such a story when he was a child.

[In the story, a scholar who was rushing to take an exam passed by a small village.

The kind-hearted peasant woman made him a bowl of cold noodles.

After eating the cold noodles, the scholar didn't like the noodle soup, so he secretly poured it away.

The aunt pretended not to notice and just served another bowl of noodle soup.

Put it in the cabinet (or maybe in the bowl, I can’t remember clearly.)

The scholar was very talented and was a Jinshi in high school. He was also spotted by the daughter of a high official and wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law.

Promotion and fortune, bridal chamber with flowers and candles, the beauty of the world is just around the corner, but the scholar is sick.

In just half a month, he became skinny and sallow, and needed help when walking.

The high official was also very anxious and consulted many doctors and even invited the imperial physician to treat him, but the result was still not good.

A high-ranking official cannot marry his daughter to a sick man, as the marriage will naturally fall through.

Just when the scholar thought his life was over, he met a wandering doctor.

The doctor told the scholar that he fell ill because he did not drink the bowl of noodle soup.

The scholar quickly asked his family to send him to a small village.

The peasant woman seemed to have known that he was coming back and brought out the bowl of noodle soup that had been there for several months.

The scholar drank it all in one gulp and recovered from his illness the next day.

In order to thank the peasant woman, he married the peasant woman's daughter.

From then on, the two lived a happy life.]

This story, like all folk tales, is full of absurdity.

For example, if the noodle soup has been stored for several months, can it still be drunk?

From Li Dong's point of view, this story is actually exactly the same as the story of Little Red Riding Hood, which is to make children drink noodle soup obediently.

The noodle soup tastes a bit bland and really doesn't taste good.

When I grew up and studied medicine, I was surprised to find that this folk tale actually contained medical principles.

As the noodles cook, the starch on the surface will disperse into the soup.

When heated to 100 degrees Celsius, starch granules will decompose into lake essence, which can help digest food and become digestive enzymes.

Also, some soluble vitamins are released during the cooking process of noodles.

So drinking noodle soup not only helps digestion, but also supplements vitamins.

Sure enough, behind every folk rumor, there is the simple wisdom of ordinary people.

Li Donglai drank a large bowl of noodle soup in one breath and burped beautifully.

Ding Qiunan handed over another wet towel.

This surprised Li Donglai.

To be precise, since he entered the house, he felt that there was something abnormal about Ding Qiunan.

In the past, Ding Qiunan would also help him with these trivial tasks.

But I won't be so 'considerate'.

Being so diligent is either cheating or stealing.

I definitely can't 'steal' from my own family, so all that's left is...

"Are you planning something wrong?" Li Donglai asked.

"No, how can that be possible?" Ding Qiunan whispered shyly and coquettishly, lowering his head and tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Li Donglai has been busy with work these two days, and the two of them have almost no time to see each other. She kind of misses going to the morgue to practice CPR.

That kind of soreness, numbness, tingling, itching, and trembling comfort made Ding Qiunan unable to taste food and couldn't sleep at night.

Li Donglai glanced at her, she was sweating and her cheeks were flushed, and he naturally understood her little thoughts.

Looking closely at Ding Qiunan, I realized that she seemed to have been specially dressed today.

The thin shirt with blue flowers printed on it cannot hide the bulge at all, making the waist look slender and curvy.

The trousers made of herringbone fabric tightly hug her pert buttocks, and her two long legs look particularly straight, which is sultry.

Hehehe smiled.

As the old saying goes, there's nothing better to do when you're full and warm.

Close the door, rake the grass and hunt rabbits.

...

Qin Huairu, who was coming back from the park, passed by the door and turned pale when she heard the uncontrollable sound coming from inside.

As a woman, she knew what that sound meant.
Chapter completed!