HBWnovel Chapter 598: Rest in peace
Chapter 598: Rest in peace
Chapter 598: Rest in peace
People's Hospital.
Lin Haitang glanced at Yan Weiwei, who was still by her bedside, sighed softly, and walked out of the ward.
As a result, he bumped into Fan Shigang, who had just returned with a lunchbox.
"Is Attorney Lin leaving?"
"Yes! Grandpa Yan's condition is quite stable, and Weiwei's mood has improved a lot. I'm going home to check on Xiaoyu, and I'll come back to see Grandpa tomorrow."
"Okay, we're here, don't worry! Oh, by the way!"
Just as Fan Shigang was about to enter the ward, he suddenly turned back and called out to Lin Haitang.
"what's wrong?"
"Why hasn't Master Meng come to check on us for the past two days?"
"Him? He's probably quite busy..."
Lin Haitang didn't know why Fan Shigang asked that question, so this was the only answer she could give.
"No matter how busy you are, you can't miss this opportunity... Master Yan will definitely be angry if you don't come!"
"Angry? Why?" Lin Haitang asked, puzzled.
"It's obvious! As Master Yan's suitor, shouldn't he accompany her the whole time at such a crucial moment? Master Meng is so foolish!"
Lin Haitang: "..."
……
1103.
Ten p.m.
After Xiaoyu fell asleep, Meng Lang was just about to take out his phone to send a message to Lin Haitang to ask how Grandpa Yan's feigned illness was going when he heard the sound of a lock being opened at the door.
Then Lin Haitang walked in.
"Oh, you're back?"
"Yes! Grandpa Yan is doing quite well, so I came back to see Xiaoyu... Where's Xiaoyu?"
"The little one just fell asleep."
Lin Haitang changed into slippers and glanced at Meng Lang.
"Thank you for your hard work these past two days."
"We're not strangers. You must be tired. Go wash up first, and I'll get you something to eat."
"Do not bother……"
Watching Meng Lang walk into the kitchen on his own, Lin Haitang felt a warm current well up inside her, but a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes...
……
When she came out after taking a shower and changing into her nightgown, a steaming bowl of... Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste) was already on the dining table?
The freshly cooked noodles are drizzled with piping hot sauce, and the rising steam from the rim of the bowl carries the aroma of the sauce straight into your nose. The surface is also covered with a layer of cucumber and radish shreds.
A simple bowl of noodles inexplicably reminded her of the taste of home...
When I was little, if I came home late, my mother would always cook me a bowl of the same noodles. That warm feeling... how long has it been since I felt that way...
Lin Haitang looked at the bowl of noodles with a touch of nostalgia, stirred it, picked up a bite, and tasted it. Her eyes widened in surprise...
"How is it? I just made it by feel, I don't even know if it tastes good or not," Meng Lang asked with a smile as he sat next to him.
Did you just do it blindly based on your feelings?
You've made something that tastes like Liubiju (a famous Chinese liquor brand) by doing something haphazardly?
"Hmm...it's very authentic. I haven't had such genuine old Beijing-style fried noodles in a long time..."
Lin Haitang gave Meng Lang a strange look.
Has anyone ever told you that you have a real talent for making noodles?
Meng Lang smiled.
There are no naturally gifted players, they all rely on their brothers' help...
After all, for things like this, practice makes perfect.
With all that experience, I'd estimate I have several lifetimes' worth. How could I not be authentic?
"Hehe! No, you're the first one."
"Hmm... what about the noodles with minced meat sauce?"
"Uh……"
Meng Lang was sweating bullets. Why did he have to bring up his "ex-wife" at such a heartwarming and sentimental moment...?
After all this time, how could the other party still remember his love-hate relationship with Lu Kexin?
Sure enough, no matter how generous you are, your current partner will always hold a grudge against your ex.
"Don't talk nonsense. I have no connection with the noodles. Besides, these are two completely different things."
"What's the difference?" Lin Haitang asked.
Meng Lang sighed.
"Can they be the same? Hers was called 'having no choice,' yours was called 'uncontrollable emotions'..."
Lin Haitang ultimately couldn't resist the shameless man's cheesy pickup lines, and tactfully blushed while lowering her head to eat her noodles...
However, just as Meng Lang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had gotten through this hurdle with his wit, Lin Haitang suddenly murmured something softly, as if talking to herself.
“Weiwei…she’s also from Western Shaanxi…”
rash:"……"
Yes, Yan Weiwei is from Anxi, and of course she is from Xishan, but she really has nothing to do with this Saozi Noodles!
You know her well. Even if there is something between her and Dongpo pork, it's all related to her!
Can I say that she and Lu Kexin are from the same hometown? That's just a damn coincidence of fate.
"Today at the hospital, Brother Fan complained to me, saying that Weiwei was taking care of Grandpa Yan at the hospital, and asked why I wasn't there with her..."
Lin Haitang picked at the noodles, staring at the cucumber shreds in the bowl, her tone as if she were chatting about ordinary family matters.
Meng Lang was taken aback. How did Fan Shigang get involved again?
Besides, Yan Feng is just pretending. I'm just bored and want to play along with his act...
Wait a minute! Something's not right!
"Yan Weiwei is taking care of her elderly father, why should I accompany her?"
"But...shouldn't Weiwei's suitors be present at this time?" Lin Haitang looked at him with a half-smile.
"Uh……"
Meng Lang was stunned, then he remembered the first time he met Fan Shigang.
Yes, back then, in order to find help to deal with Yuan Li, I lied and said I was Yan Weiwei's suitor to inquire about the situation...
I didn't have a chance to explain to him later. This silly guy, does he still not realize that I was just trying to trick him into talking?
This is a big deal!
How long ago was that boomerang thrown out? And now it's hit itself on the head...
"No, it's a misunderstanding. Back then I..."
So, which do you prefer, braised noodles with minced meat sauce or noodles with soybean paste?
"Uh……"
Meng Lang was utterly devastated.
I'm so stupid, really.
Why would I make noodles? Wouldn't fried rice with eggs be better?
Or Yangzhou fried rice, Hujian fried rice, Cantonese preserved meat fried rice, Hainan pineapple fried rice...
At least it's not as safe as Beijing fried rice, Shaanxi fried rice...
"actually, I……"
I like both of them.
"Wha...what?"
Lin Haitang lowered her gaze slightly. "I mean, I like them both."
Uh……
You've confused me. Who do you like, and I like it?
Something's wrong! Lin Haitang is acting very strangely today!
Why are they keeping steer the conversation towards Yan Weiwei? Could it be that that old bastard Yan Feng is up to his old tricks again?
To be honest, he'd always had a suspicion...
I remember that day was Yan Weiwei's birthday. To celebrate her birthday, Lin Haitang cooked a table full of delicious food and bought a lot of wine.
After a drunken night, Yan Weiwei left a note saying "Go home and inherit the family fortune," and then suddenly disappeared from everyone's world...
Hmm... the person left the next day, but the wine that day was bought by Lin Haitang...
Let's analyze it briefly, comparing the alcohol tolerance of the three people: Yan Weiwei < Meng Lang < Lin Haitang.
Without someone's cooperation, it would be extremely difficult for Yan Weiwei to get herself drunk, so...
It's hard to say whether this was a case of "organized crime" or not...
Whether it is true or not, let's put aside that for now, but... can we try a different approach?
Why do you always get people drunk, focusing only on the result and neglecting the process?
No, no, that's not the point. The point is...
Is Lin Haitang planning to fly to Beijing again?
"Haitang, have you had any changes at work recently? For example, in Beijing?" he asked tentatively.
"Huh? How did you know?" Lin Haitang was taken aback. "The director did want me to go to Beijing to take charge of the new organization, but I have already declined."
"Really?"
Lin Haitang seemed to understand Meng Lang's concerns.
If it were in the past, I might have actually...
but now……
She raised her eyes, as clear as autumn water, gave him a quick, disdainful look, then put down her chopsticks. "I'm full~"
He got up, raised his arms, and stretched out a big yawn.
"Ugh~ I'm so tired. I shared a hospital bed with Weiwei yesterday, and my back and waist are a bit sore today."
At this moment, Lin Haitang's hair was still slightly damp from taking a shower, and her body exuded a pleasant scent of shower gel.
Because she was only wearing a gray silk slip dress, as she raised her arm, the sleeve slipped down, revealing a pair of fair and smooth arms, making her stunning figure even more breathtaking.
The already short nightgown was slightly pulled up by the movement, making her legs appear even more shapely and long...
Meng Lang told himself not to look at what was improper, but his eyes were beyond his control.
fool!
Seeing Meng Lang's dazed and confused expression, Lin Haitang suppressed her embarrassment.
"Hmm~ My neck is a bit sore too, probably from a stiff neck... Do you think I should go see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for a massage?"
"Uh... oh? A traditional Chinese medicine doctor? Is that alright... no, I am a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, how about... I give you a massage?"
"Hmm...wouldn't that be too much trouble for you..."
"No trouble at all..."
"Hmm~"
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
"No, it's very comfortable..."
"Gurgle~ Well... I'll go down a little further..."
After a long while, the girl, who was lying on the sofa with her head buried in a cushion, gave a muffled, barely audible reply.
"Hmm~"
……
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"No...not here, Xiaoyu...let's go to your place..."
……
"Pfft!"
"Hey, hey, hey! I admit I'm a little nervous, but laughing like that is a bit disrespectful."
"No, I just suddenly remembered what you said: if marriage is the tomb of love, and getting married is a double suicide... then what should we call it now?"
"Hmm... to be laid to rest in peace?"
"Pfft~"
"Ah~"
"You bastard!"
(End of this chapter)