Nightmare Attack

　　 Jiangcheng felt embarrassed and touched his nose, "This is my duty as a doctor. Seeing long-lost smiling faces on their faces, I also feel happy from the bottom of my heart."

　　 Fatty: "...Doctor, tell me honestly how much rebate you received from the rich woman?"

　　 Jiangcheng ignored him. He went upstairs by himself, and he didn’t know what he was busy with. Fatty counted the time. The ribs stewed in the pot would probably take an hour to complete.

　　 He washed the vegetables he bought again, peeled the skins of the yam and potatoes, and prepared a pot of stewed pork ribs with cabbage, and added some yam to supplement.

　　 Fried an extra plate of hot and sour potato shreds.

　　The fly in the ointment is that Jiang Cheng almost never cooks, so there is no kitchen knife in the kitchen, only a fruit knife with a dull blade.

　　 This leads to some dishes that can’t be made finely, and the hot and sour potato shreds can only be turned into hot and sour potato cubes. Anyway, the fat guy thinks Jiang Cheng won’t mind.

　　 After finishing all the preparations, the fat man walked out of the kitchen.

　　 took up the tools again and clanged the rest of the repair work in the studio that had already been cleaned up.

　　 He took a screwdriver that he had no idea where he could get out and tightened the loose screws on the vertical hanger one by one, and then gently tapped the interface with a hammer to make it tighter.

　　 Finally, a circle of black insulating tape was wrapped.

　　 Just as the fat man was shaking the hanger to test and still did not shake, he suddenly found that a slightly bluish dress was hanging in the middle of the hanger.

　　 If you don’t look carefully, you can’t find it.

　　 pushed aside the clothes nearby, he was surprised to find that it was actually a blue cheongsam.

　　 stand-up collar, short sleeves, silk material, excellent workmanship.

　　 There are also a few peony-style embroidery on it. Obviously it is expensive, and you can smell an elegant fragrance when you get close.

　　 This is undoubtedly a woman's dress.

　　 The fat man suddenly came to his spirits.

　　 At this time, there was the sound of pedaling footsteps on the stairs. A few seconds later, Jiang Cheng came down with a large bucket of clothes.

　　 I just ran into a fat man with a weird face.

　　 "What are you doing?" Jiang Cheng held the bucket, the clothes in the bucket almost overflowed, so he could only tilt his head and look at the fat man.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man, with a man's unique communication method, winked his eyes and said, "I found a cheongsam on your hanger!"

　　 "Huh?" Jiang Cheng frowned.

　　 "Blue, the thighs are so big!" He gestured with both hands, as if he had discovered the new world.

　　 There is no malice, everything in Jiangcheng is new and mysterious to the fat man, which is like a pleasure of snooping into someone's secrets by chance.

　　 Jiang Cheng's expression began to become serious, which made the fat man more satisfied. He had been used to Jiang Cheng's choking, and finally made him return to the game.

　　 He suddenly began to look forward to Jiang Cheng's explanation for a while.

"Is there only one?" Jiang Cheng put down the big bucket with clothes, and pulled it casually. "No, there should be a pink close-fitting and a white tassel shawl," Jiang Cheng raised his head, staring at the fat man and asked: " You look for it again."

　　 Fatty: "???"

　　 Then Jiang Cheng turned the bucket with clothes upside down again, the fat man was taken aback for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.

　　 If Pi Ruan had shattered his Three Views, this scene would crush the Three Views that Fatty had barely put together twice into powder.

　　 After the barrel was turned upside down, the clothes inside rolled out. The fat man took a cursory glance. Most of the clothes were women, and there were all kinds of them. It was nothing like an ordinary cheongsam like this.

　　 Until then, the fat man realized what kind of person he was facing.

　　 He underestimated Jiang Cheng. He didn't expect that he could not only match the simple love between people like Pi Ruan and the rich woman, but he could also feed the tiger with fraternity.

　　 "Why don't you speak?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The fat man took a deep breath, silently returned the clothes on the hanger to the original position, blocking the cheongsam, and then he looked at Jiang Cheng, "Doctor, I think either my opening method is wrong, or the world is crazy. ."

　　 Jiangcheng's eyes rolled around, and he said: "I think you may have misunderstood. These clothes are not those of the people you imagined. I am not Pi Ruan. I have my principles."

　　 The fat man covered his face, and said in his heart, doctor, you can shut up.

　　 But these words cannot be said after all. The fat man calmed his mind and asked, "Whose clothes are these clothes?"

　　 He paused, as if he was aware of something, his face improved a lot in an instant, "It's the doctor, your girlfriend, right?" After saying this, the fat man suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

　　 In fact, this is the most normal and reasonable answer, what I am thinking about every day.

　　 To be fair, Jiang Cheng looks very good, as long as he doesn't open his mouth, he looks like a normal person.

　　 There is also a respectable and decent job.

　　 "No," Jiang Cheng shook his head, "My landlord, she is also my boss, and she keeps these clothes here. UU看书www.uukahnshu.com"

　　 The fat man shuddered, his eyes changed drastically when he looked at Jiang Cheng, and he suddenly felt that the whole world was not good.

　　 Jiangcheng ignored him, packed up the clothes scattered on the floor, and took the bucket to the bathroom, where there was an oversized drum washing machine.

　　 Jiang Cheng, who came out of the bathroom, came to the hanger and reached out and took away the blue cheongsam.

　　 He looked around for a while, but still couldn't find the two pieces of clothing he was talking about, so he had to slap his mouth and leave.

　　 Soon after, there was the sound of the rolling washing machine turning on in the bathroom.

　　 It seems that there are too many clothes put in at once, or the washing machine is too old and the sound is very dull, which makes people wonder whether it can be washed clean.

　　 The fat man walked to the door alone, then opened the door, silently took out a cigarette to light it, and held it on his mouth, his eyes blank and confused.

　　 While the washing machine was working, Jiang Cheng took out the empty bucket of clothes and placed it on the side of the stairs.

　　 seemed to be worried about blocking the narrow stairs, so he gave another light kick and lifted the empty bucket closer to the corner of the wall.

　　 He turned around and saw the fat man's melancholy and confused half of his side face, which was full of stories.

　　 "Fatty," Jiang Cheng said naturally, "I can smell the scent of spare ribs, please see if it's all right."

　　 The fat man dropped the cigarette **** when he heard the words, turned and walked into the kitchen. When he passed by Jiang Cheng, he stood for a few seconds, his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

　　 After a while, the smell of meat came full, the fat man took a piece of cloth and came over the steaming soup pot, Jiang Cheng put a piece of cloth on the table in advance.

　　 The soup pot was placed impartially on this cloth, and then the fat man brought out a plate of hot and sour potato shreds and two large bowls of rice.