Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 58 I fought bloody battles for you, but you didn't cook me breakfast!
"Here, honey is put in the milk, it's better for the stomach."

A steaming cup was gently placed in front of Xu Hongdou, and then Zhang Wentao turned and went back to the kitchen to wash the small pot of boiling milk.

Xu Hongdou stared at his back, "Thank you" before opening his mouth.

"Why isn't he asleep yet?"

Somewhat disappointed and somewhat doubtful, he held the warm cup in his palm, blew on it gently, and glanced sideways at his phone. It was already past 2 o'clock in the morning.

But at this point, the other party has been staying in the restaurant.

With this doubt, she took a sip of the milk, which was a little sweet...and warm.

In the past, when she felt uncomfortable at night, apart from taking care of herself, only Chen Nanxing, who came here only once every six months, could bring her such warmth.

And now, he was actually taken care of by this "hateful" guy...

In the kitchen, Zhang Wentao was also in a tangled mood.

After everyone fell asleep, he rested in the yard for a while, and then returned to the room.

Unable to sleep, he thought of Xu Hongdou and Xie Zhiyao at the dinner table today, so he didn't get angry.Throughout the night, not only did he not find a chance to apologize, but he basically had no communication with Xu Hongdou.

Thinking of this, he was annoyed that he had nothing to do, and he was purely looking for guilt for himself. Not only did he pay favors, but he also spent a long time working hard, and finally made Xie Zhiyao cheaper.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. After taking a bath and getting rid of the smell of oily smoke, he became more sober.

After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, he couldn't sleep, so he simply went to the kitchen, packed up the things that Shi Tiandong helped deliver, and planned to ask Hu Youyu to help them to send them back tomorrow morning.

I will never do it again, and I will return the favor by the way.

As a result, as soon as they cleaned up, they cleaned up until early in the morning, waiting for Xu Hongdou who came downstairs.

If it weren't for the haggard look of the other party, and there was nothing to eat in the refrigerator except for the leftover dessert, he wouldn't have made that cup of honey milk to warm the other party's stomach.

Yes, he just felt sorry for this woman.

It's not distressing.

...

After a long silence, after Zhang Wentao wiped the pot and put it away, and returned to the restaurant, Xu Hongdou finally opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you so late and still not resting?"

"I'm used to going to bed late." Zhang Wentao, who was about to leave, glanced at Xu Hongdou, whose face was full of haggardness: "Are you feeling better?"

"It's better." Xu Hongdou was stunned, and took another sip of milk.

There was another silence, one of them looked at the cup in his hand without speaking, and the other stood in the dining room hesitating.

"How about I make you some more?"

"Why don't you go back and rest first?"

"I…"

"you…"

Xu Hongdou tucked her temple hair, which was blown by the night breeze when she went downstairs, behind her ears, and looked down at the small amount of milk in the glass, hiding her embarrassment.

Zhang Wentao walked to the refrigerator in the dining room, opened it, and took out a bottle of cold mineral water to hide his panic.

The two of them suddenly spoke in unison, making the restaurant even quieter.

Looking at the mineral water in his hand and feeling the coolness from his palm, Zhang Wentao seemed to have made a very difficult decision. When he walked to the door of the restaurant, he said: "Well, if you finish drinking, go to rest early, put the cup on the It's good here, I'll come to wash in the morning."

Xu Hongdou looked at her with eyes that made it impossible to guess her emotions, and nodded.

After Zhang Wentao left, she sat in the restaurant again for a long time...

After returning to the room, Xu Hongdou felt that his stomach was not as uncomfortable as before.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment her heart was intertwined with various emotions, and compared with her complicated emotions, she felt that Zhang Wentao was the most complicated one.

Could it be that I made a conclusion too early?

Forget it, don't think too much about it, just treat it as his reward for eating the hometown food he cooked last time.

Thinking about it, Xu Hongdou, who got back into bed, soon fell into a deep sleep.

……

The sun was slowly rising, and because of drinking too much, everyone in the small courtyard got up late last night.

Even Ma Ye, who has to meditate every morning, woke up after eight o'clock today.

"Hey, after this big meal, the next day will be difficult." Nana was wearing pajamas, scratching her messy hair, shaking her head from her room to the kitchen.

"Huh? Sister Nana, are you awake?" Damai's mental state is also very poor. Although he is cooking breakfast, his eyes still seem to have not woken up: "Do you want rice noodles?"

Nana nodded, sighed, tapped her sore arm, walked behind Damai, hugged Damai, who was shorter than her, and threatened, "Be honest, you were at the dinner table yesterday. How can you be so positive?"

"Ah, I don't have it." Damai wanted to break free, but was hugged tightly by Nana, so he could only be wronged and begged for mercy: "Sister Nana, the rice noodles are still cooking, be careful not to touch them."

"Then tell me quickly." Nana said, pulling Barley back again, away from the stove as much as possible.

She was so preoccupied with the cliché that she didn't notice it, and if it wasn't for Damai's urgent reminder, she would have almost ignored it.

"How can I be active." Damai pouted, and continued: "I just think Brother Wen Tao is not easy. To apologize, I specially cooked such a tableful of dishes."

"Apologize?" Nana froze for a moment, let go of Damai and asked, "Apologize to Xu Hongdou?"

"Yes, Sister Nana, let me tell you..." Damai told Nana all the ins and outs of what he knew in a low voice, and when he finished, the rice noodles were cooked.

She was too busy talking about gossip and rice noodles, but she didn't notice that the puzzled expression on Nana's face became more and more dignified.

No wonder, Xie Zhiyao asked me for help.

As for Xu Hongdou being able to go to Youfeng Restaurant to help, Nana was actually happy to see the result. When Xie Zhiyao asked her to help, she did not refuse.

But at the moment, judging from the information obtained from Damai, Xie Zhiyao's mind is not just as simple as "improve the quality of service" he said.

Should I continue to help?
"Nana, Damai, are you eating rice noodles?" Xu Hongdou came down from the stairs, and she breathed out with sleepy eyes, and greeted the two of them.

"Well, Sister Hongdou, it's just made, do you want to eat it?" Damai was about to carry the rice noodle pot to the living room.

"Okay, I just happened to be hungry." Xu Hongdou smiled, walked into the restaurant from the side, and saw that Nana also brought clean dishes from the kitchen: "Today, do you still need me to go to the store to help you?"

"Ah good, good."

Nana nodded in a panic, sat down and said, "Actually, today may not be very busy. If you have arrangements, you can go and do your work."

"It's okay, I have nothing to do today." Xu Hongdou picked up the chopsticks, took a sip of the hot rice noodle soup and smiled.

Damai curled his lips, thinking: If you have nothing to do, you can go out with Brother Wen Tao for a stroll, saving you two from being so stiff.

Last night, she drank too much.

In order to make Xu Hongdou drink more cocktails, she used all her power to persuade her to drink, but she did not expect to "sacrifice" herself.

This morning when she went downstairs to see Zhang Wentao was in a hurry to go out and refused to make her breakfast after washing the cups, she looked aggrieved.

I fought bloody battles ahead, but you didn't cook me breakfast! ! !
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