Chapter 1851, who knows this situation?

Chapter 1854, who knows this situation?

Gu Huaiyi’s eyes are very weak. “She won’t, she apologizes so sincerely because she knows that she can only do this, so that she can’t pursue the cloud painting. But in fact, she is more distressed by her daughter than anyone else.”

Zheng Zheng nodded. "It makes sense."

......

"Do you still want to sue?" Qin Mo asked.

The cloud painting nodded lightly. "Of course I have to sue, otherwise there will be more people coming up to bite me."

"What about compensation?"

"At least 3 million, but you can sign a supplementary agreement. If she is honest, the 3 million will not have to be returned, otherwise..."

"Okay." Qin Mo nodded, immediately went to the Tang Dynasty to send a message, instructing Tang to deal with it.

Tan Shaoning snorted, "It's too cheap for her!"

Yunhuan is reading a book, and he does not raise his head. "Du Xiaofei should be glad that she has a mother who is painstakingly thinking about her. She only hopes that Lixin’s intention will not be trampled."

Talking about Shaoning: "Oh."

"Thin team leader, I will help you put these refrigerators in these dishes."

The young man who entered the apartment with Bossao said with a smile, "Right, can I help you with this rib? You guys have no strength, let me come."

"Would you cut it?" Bossao was worried. "This rib is also a technical job."

"Reassure, my dad is a chef, I am a Sichuanese. I have never thought of inheriting his career, but I am a little talented. When I went to school, weekends and winter and summer vacations, I have to work for my dad to earn pocket money. Although the level of cooking is not up to my dad's level, it is quite fooling people." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

Zhang Wei is an employee of "and the fund". He is a member of the aid medical team led by Bossao. When he drove with Xiao Shiyao, Jing Xiu and Luo Yunli, he had an accident on the viaduct. The driver in the accident that caused the serious injury to Bossao.

At the end of the hospitalization of Bosiyao, in addition to Bossao, the aid medical team was only a member of Zhang Jian. When he was injured by Zhang Si Yao, Zhang Yi alone supported the medical aid group. The work, in fact, because the group has just started working, the core members are rarely, most of them are working with other departments.

Therefore, Zhang's main job is to collect information, screen, and then negotiate with the hospital according to what Wu Shiyao had previously ordered. These are basically completed by Bossao, and the later chapters only need to continue to follow up strictly. You can do it.

However, no one could have imagined that after the injury, Bossao would have lost her memory. She had to recover her wounds and had to re-establish the work of the "Mid and Fund" for aiding Tibetan medicine. The time required was not short.

During this time, the staff and the fund were re-allocated to take over this piece. Zhang Yu became the deputy leader of the group with his rich experience and outstanding personal ability.

Later, after the return of Bo Shiyao, he was still the deputy leader and continued to work with Bo Siyao.

The Zhang Yan people grow a bit like a hemp, thin and tall, not at all like a chef's child.

What makes Shi Siyao most appreciate is Zhang’s ability to do things. He is not afraid of hardship and tiredness. He is very patient. He has even begun to learn Tibetan language and communicate easily.

Today, Bossao went to the supermarket to buy things. When she met Zhang Huan, she saw that she bought a lot of things. Zhang Hao had to send her back.

At this time, she will help her to ribs.

For the first time, Bossao knew that Zhang Wei’s father turned out to be a chef. “What about the restaurant you opened?”

"Well, in the mountain city." Zhang said.

Bosi Yao smiled. "No wonder, your Sichuan cuisine is definitely good. If it is not my family's illness, I can only eat light, I can't help you teach me to cook Sichuan."

"In fact, Sichuan cuisine is also simple." Zhang Yan said with a smile, "I will give you a little bit of our own sauerkraut next time. When cooking, heat the oil, just cut a little soaked chili **** and beans. The pot of musk, and the bean paste, so fried out, the taste has already come out, whether it is fried meat or fried greens are delicious."

"Then I will thank you first." Bosi Yao smiled.

And Zhang Hao has already smashed the ribs into ribs that are evenly laughing, and also removed some bone **** and fat oil, cleaned them, put them on, and covered them with plastic wrap.

"What do you do with ribs? If you have a patient, you can stew with corn and put a few carrots. The soup is very sweet. If you have a heavy mouth, you can make a sauce rib..."

"Just make corn ribs soup, right, I especially like to eat the eggplant, but the dish seems to be oil, is there any less oil?"

Bossao and Zhang Yan chatted happily about cooking.

How to say it, this time at home, Bo Si Yao net research on cooking things.

The condition of Bo Si Nian needs a certain amount of food supplement. His taste is relatively light. When he went to the Tibetan area in the past, he used to make her taste a bit heavy. He liked the heavy and spicy dishes. It took two days for the light to run and the taste of Bosi.

However, in the carelessness of Bossao, the taste is still very good, but in the past few days, I have not eaten the dishes of heavy taste.

At this point, she actually knew that Zhang Zhang’s family was doing Sichuan cuisine, and she was inevitably happy.

"If you like to eat Sichuan cuisine, I can do it for you. What ingredients do you want to eat? Say that the ingredients are OK. I will do it for you. Boiled beef? Pickled fish?"

"Don't talk about it, my saliva will flow down." Bosi Yao said with a smile. "But you can't eat it for a while, you have a sick number at home, you have to get a good illness, you have to eat lighter, otherwise you can eat it." The diseased number eats the light dishes that have no taste. The oily and salty salt that I eat is really... cough, I am afraid of being beaten."

Bo Siyao is joking.

Zhang Yan also smiled. "That's simple. I will bring some crayfish and sauce. I can eat it in the office. The taste will definitely not come to your house. Beef sauce can bring it back. It's a good meal, it can be used for noodles with bibimbap, and it won't have much taste."

"Thank you first."

"The leader is too polite..."

"boom!"

"Oh!"

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered.

The thin face that was very happy with Zhang Yan was changed instantly, and the body reaction was even faster than the brain reaction. It had already formed a conditioned reflex.

In Zhang Hao, I still haven't figured out what happened. Bossao has already rushed out of the kitchen.

I saw that thin Si Nian was kneeling on the ground, licking half a body, using the arm and hand without injury, picking up the broken pieces of the ground.

"Let's put it!" Bosi Yao was shocked and screamed. "Let's put it down, let me come! Big brother, who makes you jealous, your position is very dangerous! It's not too bad!"

Bosi Yao first ran quickly, and Bo Si Nian gave it up, and quickly asked him if he was uncomfortable.

"Nothing." Bo Si Nian whispered, hanging down his eyes and concentrating on some unclear emotions in his eyes. "I accidentally bumped into the cup, I reached out and picked it up. The speed was slow and I didn't receive it. I remember this one. You like the cup."

"What is the cup?" Bossao is helpless. "I like more cups. I have collected so many cups in the house. I like them all! Even if I like it again? Even if it is one hundred one. A thousand cups can't match your hair!"

Bo Si Nian is slightly uncomfortable.

Bosi Yao checked for Bo Si Nian, but his wound was not pulled, but the fingertips were cut by broken porcelain pieces, and a mouth was spitting out bright red blood beads.

"How to hurt your hand!" Bo Siyao glanced at Bo Si Nian, and his voice was full of blame. "If you lose it, let's take care of it, and break your hand."

"A little bit of injury..."

"I know a little injury, but it is a small mouth, but the problem is that the doctor said that you are better not to be injured now. What if the infection is involved in your big wound?" Bo Siyao gave him a look. "Your hand can't be used. The only hand that can be used is hurt again. Isn't it really something that can't be done? It's not what you are doing, I am afraid that you are bored!"

Bo Si Nian smiled helplessly.

"So big a bit of a mouth, don't use band-aid." Bossao said, directly put the **** of the thin-skinned root into the entrance, soil method, saliva disinfection method, first **** the blood of the wound ......

Bo Si Nian immediately took back his hand, but she was caught by her, and she refused to move. She also took a picture of his thigh and gave him a glance, indicating that he should not move.

After just two or three seconds, Bossao let him go and looked at the small hole in his hand. "It shouldn't be deep, don't stick band-aid, don't touch the water, tomorrow will be fine." If a band-aid is attached, it is easy to lick the wound and the wound will be white."

"……Ok."

After the thin syllabus was finished, this put the hand of Bo Si Nian and prepared to deal with the broken porcelain.

There is still a squat in the room, although it is not used in peacetime. Usually, the floor is treated with a vacuum cleaner, and the cockroaches are still new.

But when she turned around, Zhang Hao didn't know when he came over. He had already smashed the broken pieces into the trash can, and took a rag on the floor. "If you wipe it this way, there will be no scum. , the leader of your house's vacuum cleaner, I will help you **** again."

"I have already done it, don't hurt it?"

"Nothing is the leader of the team. My skin is thick and thick. When I was working in our kitchen, I used to get used to it. I won't get it." Zhang said with a smile, and looked at Bo Si Nian.

Bo Siyao: "Thank you so much, um... time is not too late, um, don't you have a meal at our house?"

Zhang Yizheng’s main point, Bo Si Nian suddenly said: “Yao Yao, I am not very comfortable on the back, you go to the room to help me see the wound?”

(End of this chapter)