Rebirth 80: The rough man was driven crazy by the little crying bag again

Chapter 18 It all depends on acting skills

Author: The hair is still very lush

Chapter 18 It all depends on acting skills

"Don't worry, I still have some money in my hand, let's go to the hospital first." Chen Shanye thought it would be better to check Lin Qiaoqiao's brain first. He always felt that this woman was a little weird recently.

He borrowed a bicycle from a coworker and said to Lin Qiaoqiao: "Come up."

Lin Qiaoqiao shook her head silently. Last time, she bent the axle of her second brother's new bicycle. If she broke the seat of her coworker's bicycle this time, she was afraid that Chen Shanye would not be able to do his job well.

Chen Shanye also saw her concerns in her eyes and reluctantly returned the bicycle.

Coincidentally, a three-wheeled motor vehicle was going to the building materials factory to pull wood. The building materials factory and the hospital are right next to each other.

The two of them hitched a ride to the hospital. Chen Shanye's eyes were dark and he was planning to trick Lin Qiaoqiao into taking a brain CT scan.

"You sit here now, I'm going to get the medicine."

He asked Lin Qiaoqiao to wait for him where he was, and he found the psychiatric department with ease. After searching for a long time, he found a person named Zhao Bin.

"You are Zhao Yong's younger brother."

The man in the white coat stroked his eyes and nodded, then asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

Chen Shanye calmly sat down opposite Zhao Bin and crossed his legs: "I am Chen Shanye. Your brother should have told you about me. You are Zhao Yong's younger brother, that is, my younger brother. Do me a favor."

Zhao Bin rolled his eyes. He had never seen such a shameless person. He just asked him for help and took advantage of him.

But for the sake of his elder brother, he nodded: "What's the deal?"

"My wife fell from a tree some time ago and probably damaged her brain."

"What are the specific symptoms?"

Chen Shanye squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "Does it count if he shouts and kills at all times? He almost stabbed a male educated youth with a fruit knife; he cries and cries at all times, as if all four brothers were dead..."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly: "If all four of her brothers died, it would be really satisfying and worthy of setting off firecrackers to celebrate."

Zhao Bin twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely. The elder brother-in-law and the younger sister-in-law didn't get along much, but they basically maintained superficial politeness. Which younger brother-in-law would look forward to the death of his elder uncle all day long, and then kill four of them.

He couldn't help but persuade him: "After all, he is your wife's biological brother, and we are all part of the same family." Zhao Bin's subtext was: You should have some moral integrity.

Chen Shanye was too lazy to tell an outsider those nonsense things. He felt that it was unlucky that he and the beasts of the Lin family would never be a family in this life. There was only one outcome, you die or I live.

After he cured Lin Qiaoqiao's stupid illness, sooner or later he would be free to take care of Lin Shiwu and the others.

He hid in the dark with Zhao Bin and pointed at Lin Qiaoqiao's back: "That's my wife. I tricked her here by pretending that I was getting medicine."

Zhao Bin looked at the woman sitting quietly on the plastic stool and said, "She doesn't look stupid." Not only was she not stupid, her black and white eyes also shone with an indescribable light, revealing a gloomy look.

and ruthlessly.

The look in her eyes did not look like that of a girl aged 16 or 17, but rather as if she had experienced life and death. I always felt that the girl was covered with a layer of hatred that was too thick to be resolved.

"Hello, lesbian."

Lin Qiaoqiao looked at the man in front of her with vigilance, her cold eyes like a thin blade slowly scraping across the man's body from top to bottom.

After what happened in her previous life, she had an instinctive resistance to all men, except Chen Shanye and her four brothers.

He said coldly: "I don't know you."

Zhao Bin bravely sat down next to her: "Let's chat for a few words and we'll get to know each other." He also showed a harmless smile. When he smiled, he had a deep dimple on his left cheek, and he looked like he was easy to talk to.

.

He usually relies on this method to close the distance between him and his patients.

Lin Qiaoqiao occupied more than a chair by herself. When Zhao Bin sat next to her, the outer thighs of the two of them were touching, and the man's upper body was leaning closer to her. He was probably a well-dressed beast who wanted to take advantage.

.

His eyes narrowed coldly, and murderous intent quickly surged in his eyes: "Go away"

Zhao Bin thought that this woman had a history of stabbing people with a knife, so he stood up tremblingly and walked towards the stairs.

"How about it?"

"She told me to get lost. Her eyes were so cold and scary. When you go to bed at night with such a woman lying next to you, can you sleep?"

Chen Shanye Xiesi's face showed a rare hint of shyness, and he said with some embarrassment: "I haven't slept yet."

Zhao Bin complained: Judging from your expression, you are quite looking forward to it.

"You are really not afraid that she will get up in the middle of the night to sharpen the knife and wipe your neck with it."

Chen Shanye: "How do you know her family is a pig butcher?"

Zhao Bin: Yes, we have all the tools to commit the crime.

"Did she break her brain?" This is what Chen Shanye is most concerned about.

Zhao Bin stroked his eyes and said calmly: "I'm not stupid, but I just have a bad temper."

"Oh." Chen Shanye responded and turned around to walk towards Lin Qiaoqiao.

"Where is your medicine?" Lin Qiaoqiao looked at his empty palm and asked curiously.

"The doctor just saw her. There's nothing serious. No need to get medicine. You've been waiting for a long time." He gently held Lin Qiaoqiao's hand.

The woman didn't resist, she let him lead her, with a faint smile on her face, completely different from the stern woman just now.

"This couple is both useless if they don't act in movies. Each one is better at acting than the other. Neither of them can save fuel." Zhao Bin walked back with his hands behind his back.

When Lin Qiaoqiao was sitting on the bullock cart, she kept thinking, what should she buy at the gate of the construction site?

Selling Liangpi? No, that stuff doesn't resist hunger. The workers will probably be starving by the time they work until three or four in the afternoon.

Selling hot noodle soup? That’s not possible either. Workers have a short lunch time and have to wait half a day to cool down. Moreover, it’s such a hot summer that you’ll be sweating after eating.

Selling cold noodles? No, that's not possible. Cold noodles require cold water, and if you don't do it right, you'll get diarrhea easily. Diarrhea will definitely affect the progress of the project, and maybe even a grumpy worker will smash her stall.

…

Eating well is more important than anything else at the construction site, and it is best to carry hungry food.

Lin Qiaoqiao had an idea and thought of a food crop - oats.

Oats are also called large naked oats, and are also called oats in many areas. The main production area is the border area between my country and Mongolia, which belongs to the alpine zone.

Oatmeal has the highest caloric and protein content among cereal crops, and has been known as the "King of Nine Grains" since ancient times.

Therefore, eating oatmeal is particularly resistant to hunger, and is especially suitable for heavy physical workers. In the oatmeal producing areas, there is a saying that "the oatmeal noodles from forty miles, the cakes from thirty miles, and the buckwheat from ten miles will break your waist if you are hungry."

However, the place where Lin Qiaoqiao lives is a plain, and oats are rare.

Lin Qiaoqiao planned to ask her second brother when she went home. The second brother had traveled extensively over the years and knew many people, so he might be able to find a solution.

She had been thinking about something in her mind, and when Chen Shanye said goodbye to her at the entrance of the village, he was a little absent-minded.

When Lin Qiaoqiao walked to the door of her home, she saw a black motorcycle with a red Eagle brand parked at the door. This motorcycle was a rare thing, and people said it cost at least two thousand yuan.

(End of chapter)