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Chapter 180 The Food in Hell is Really Good

Back home, Wei Xiang hugged Jiang Zhao all the way back to the room.

Si Mubai could only follow silently behind.

Wei Xiang put Jiang Zhao on the bed, let her have a good sleep, and then got a cup of tea and put it beside the bed, if Jiang Zhao was thirsty, he could reach out to reach it.

But he was still a little worried, and went to her room every two hours to see if she was okay.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhao was sleeping.

And Si Mubai was not to be outdone, and got up early the next day.

I went to the yard and caught a chicken raised by Nanny Ding, and killed it to make soup.

Every time Jiang Zhao gets a headache after getting drunk, drinking some soup will relieve it a lot.

Sure enough, when Jiang Zhao woke up in the morning, he felt as if his head was about to explode.

No matter how much she rubbed the sun, it was useless, her temples were throbbing.

She got up and put on her clothes and went downstairs to the garden for a breath of fresh air, feeling a little relief from the suffocating headache.

She sat in the pavilion, and the fresh air made people feel better.

Wei Xiang heard the movement next door, and guessed that Jiang Zhao had already gotten up.

As soon as he went out, he saw Jiang Zhao going downstairs, and he went downstairs together.

Seeing Jiang Zhao sitting in the pavilion rubbing his temples non-stop.

The temples on both sides turned red from her kneading, so you can tell how hard she kneaded.

Wei Xiang stepped forward and asked Jiang Zhao to stop rubbing. He stretched out his hand, instead of rubbing with his fingers, he rubbed her temples with the junction of his wrist and palm, which would be better than using fingers.

Jiang Zhao said while enjoying Wei Xiang's service.

"Zhongqing, I won't drink alcohol anymore, it's too uncomfortable."

At this moment, Wei Xiang only thought her little milk voice was too cute.

"You say that every time you drink."

But the platform that should be dismantled still has to be dismantled.

Jiang Zhao smiled a little embarrassedly, as if that was indeed the case.

"Zhongqing, how can you tear down my platform?"

Because of drinking yesterday, her voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like a coquettish inexplicably.

Listening to her baby voice, the corners of Wei Xiang's mouth turned up slightly.

But at this moment, Si Mubai came over from the bubble house with a bowl of soup and interrupted their conversation.

"Drink some soup first, the headache will be much better after drinking."

Jiang Zhao took the chicken soup from Si Mubai's hand and drank it one mouthful at a time.

After drinking the chicken soup, I felt my whole body warmed up, and my stomach felt much more comfortable.

After eating a bowl of chicken soup, she felt like she came alive.

"What shall we have for breakfast this morning?"

Nanny Ding was gone, no one made breakfast for them.

"Why don't you go to Jingshui Tower for breakfast, I haven't been to Jingshui Tower for a long time."

Si Mubai suggested.

There should be a few new products in Jingshui Building during this period, so I took Jiang Zhao to try them.

Jiang Zhao nodded sharply, "Jingshuilou is fine, I haven't eaten at Jingshuilou for a long time.

It's a good idea for Nanny Ding to use Jingshuilou as a public kitchen when she comes home from vacation.

"Okay, then let's go to Jingshuilou to eat."

But now that Jiuqi has not started yet, Jiang Zhao and the others decided to abandon Jiuqi, this time they will not call Jiuqi together, and teach him a lesson.

Who made him always sleep late.

Si Mubai, the master, would get up early to make chicken soup, but he, the little book boy, slept until the sun was up.

It's just too much.

So Jiang Zhao decided not to wake him up this time.

Si Mubai also nodded in agreement with his proposal.

So everyone went out, but poor Jiuqi was still asleep, and he would have to starve when he woke up.

The three of Jiang Zhao came to Jingshui Tower and ordered a large table of dishes.

The three had a good time.

Jiang Zhao patted his stomach and sighed.

"The dishes at Jingshuilou are really delicious, there is nothing wrong with them except expensive."

Wei Xiang nodded, it was indeed very expensive, a bowl of dishes was almost one tael of silver.

After eating, Jiang Zhao and the others packed some more food and went to the village to see if the little eunuch's family members were awake.

It was another long journey without a carriage. Wei Xiang and Simubai both carried food boxes in their hands, but they walked much more safely than Jiang Zhao.

She can understand that Wei Xiang walked quickly and steadily, but Si Mubai is a useless scholar just like her, how could he walk so steadily?

Jiang Zhao thought indignantly, stomping on those weeds vigorously.

something that gets in the way.

After finally reaching the little eunuch's house, he saw a man and a woman with yellow and emaciated faces packing things in the yard.

Jiang Zhao asked in surprise.

"You are awake!"

The two looked at Jiang Zhao and Wei Xiang drinking Si Mubai behind her in a daze.

"My lords, what's the matter with you?"

"We are the ones who fed you yesterday, and we left after we made sure everything was fine."

Jiang Zhao pointed to himself and said.

Although the two didn't know that they saved themselves, they were about to starve to death yesterday.

They feel that someone is feeding them water and then feeding them food.

And chicken, they don't eat meat a few times a year.

The chicken was so delicious when it was fed into their mouths.

It was the smell of the chicken that pulled them back from the gate of hell.

But after waking up, they only found that they were covered with a few quilts, but they did not see their savior.

With a plop, the two knelt down and kowtowed to Jiang Zhao and the others.

"Thank you two benefactors for saving your life, thank you two benefactors."

Jiang Zhao hurried to help the two of them up.

"Get up quickly, isn't this breaking us?"

Helping the two of them up, Jiang Zhao asked again.

"What about the children?"

Yesterday she saw three children lying on the bed.

"They are still a little weak, just lying on the bed."

The sallow and thin woman said.

It is true that children are less resilient.

She asked Wei Xiang to pass all the food he had just packed to the man.

"Here's some food we packed, take it and eat it with the children."

The man took two big and heavy food boxes. He was not good at words, but he just nodded to express his gratitude, but the touch in his heart was unparalleled.

Jiang Zhao went in with them to see the three children.

The woman called them all up one by one.

"Get up soon, it's time to eat."

Several children rubbed their eyes, but they were still relatively weak.

The man carried them to the table.

When the children saw all kinds of food on the table, their eyes were dazzled.

They rubbed their eyes and asked.

"Aniang, have we arrived at the underworld? The underworld is really nice, and there are so many delicious foods."

His aunt was a little bit dumbfounded, the child's disposition is so simple, he thinks the hell is good when he thinks there is food to eat.

"This is not a hell, this is what our benefactor gave us to eat."

"Quick, thank you benefactor."

Their aunt urged the three children to give Jiang Zhao another one.

(End of this chapter)