Life is a Game

After breakfast, Chen Xiuxiu couldn't wait to run home to burn off the calories in that sinful steamed dumpling just now.

"You can't exercise vigorously after meals." Jiang Feng refused without thinking.

"Then what should I do?" Chen Xiuxiu looked at the empty cage on the table with a look of annoyance flashing across her face.

She originally thought about eating two and would not eat, but she ate the whole cage unconsciously.

She even regretted listening to Jiang Feng's nonsense and coming for a run today.

"Walk slowly, do you want to go to my store later?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No!"

The small calculation failed, but this was also expected by Jiang Feng. It's easy for Chen Xiuxiu to do it once, but it's hard to trick her out to eat one after another.

After walking for a while, Chen Xiuxiu felt a stomachache.

Due to excessive dieting and weight loss, stomach pain is common for Chen Xiuxiu, but this time it is a bit serious. After a while, she had pale lips and sweating on her forehead because of the stomachache.

"Jiang Feng, I have a stomachache. Help me buy a box of stomach medicine. I'll wait for you here." Chen Xiuxiu couldn't hold on any longer, so she found a nearby tree to support her and squatted down, covering her stomach.

"Go to the hospital." Jiang Feng supported Chen Xiuxiu and said firmly.

There is a private hospital nearby, and students nearby go to this hospital if they have any headaches.

Jiang Feng knew the doctor on duty today.

It turned out that when she was in high school, Chen Xiuxiu's stomach was invulnerable to all poisons, and she took Jiang Feng out every day to eat and drink. There was nothing wrong with him, but Jiang Feng always ate his stomach badly, so he could be regarded as a super vip customer with Dr. Chen.

Doctor Chen obviously recognized Jiang Feng, and saw Jiang Feng lift his eyelids: "Did you go out to eat and drink with your little Qingmei again?"

"Doctor, it's me. My stomach hurts." Chen Xiuxiu held her stomach.

After some diagnosis, Dr. Chen directly yelled at Jiang Feng angrily, "How did you become a boyfriend? Your girlfriend has such a serious stomach problem and you lead her to eat and drink like this. She eats too much. "

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Before he had time to explain that Chen Xiuxiu was not his girlfriend, Jiang Feng hurriedly complained for himself: "She just ate a basket of steamed dumplings and a cup of soy milk."

"A cage of steamed dumplings?" Dr. Chen didn't believe Jiang Feng's words, "How big is a cage?"

"It's just an ordinary cage." Jiang Feng felt that the feng shui took turns. In high school, Chen Xiuxiu accompanied him to the hospital and was scolded by Dr. Chen when he had a bad stomach. This time it was his turn to be scolded.

"Besides, Doctor Chen, you don't know her? She is Chen Xiuxiu!" Jiang Feng felt that he was really wronged.

How could he have guessed that a basket of steamed dumplings could make Chen Xiuxiu's stomach ache.

"Xiuxiu?!" Dr. Chen was startled, then frowned, "Have you gone on a diet to lose weight?"

Chen Xiuxiu nodded reluctantly.

"Nonsense!" Dr. Chen frowned, and Jiang Feng felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, in the next second, Dr. Chen started a popular science lecture on healthy weight loss.

During the summer vacation, Dr. Chen didn't have many patients a day, and he had to carry out psychological education after finally getting a regular customer.

"Drink more porridge at home and return to a normal diet. You have stomach problems in order to lose weight at a young age, and you will regret it in the future." Half an hour later, Dr. Chen said the only useful sentence, "Then, go get the medicine, Take your medicine and meals on time."

Chen Xiuxiu had a look of bitterness and hatred.

Jiang Feng guessed that she might have remembered the fear of being dominated by Dr. Chen's chatter in high school.

Stomach trouble, exercise is impossible. Jiang Feng and Chen Xiuxiu took the bus home. After taking Chen Xiuxiu upstairs, Jiang Feng went to the store to order some ingredients.

After explaining the situation to comrades Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang, Jiang Feng took a bag of carefully selected vegetables to Chen Xiuxiu's house.

When Chen Xiuxiu opened the door, she had already changed her clothes. There was a purple yoga mat spread out in the living room, and it seemed that she was going to do yoga.

"Does your stomach hurt anymore?" Jiang Feng put the dishes into the kitchen and saw that the bowl of cold porridge was still on the table, and asked, "What are you going to have for lunch?"

"Medicine." It seemed that he was about to stop taking it.

Jiang Feng didn't say much, and turned on the fire to cook porridge.

"I won't eat at noon." Chen Xiuxiu wanted to stop him.

"I just asked Dr. Chen on WeChat that she only works in the morning. If you don't eat anything, I'll call and tell Dr. Chen later." Jiang Feng directly sacrificed Dr. Chen's big killer, and Dr. Chen lived here district.

It may be that Dr. Chen's high school memories for Chen Xiuxiu are too deep, Yu Wei is still there, she immediately shut up obediently.

"I only drink a small bowl." Chen Xiuxiu emphasized, seeing Jiang Feng take out japonica rice, glutinous rice, red dates, black beans, millet, and two small bags of meat from the bag one by one, and asked curiously, "What kind of porridge are you cooking?"

"Stomach-nourishing porridge." Jiang Feng had a bad stomach since he was a child. Comrade Jiang Jiankang would cook him stomach-nourishing porridge every once in a while, and the stomach-nourishing porridge cooked by Comrade Jiang Jiankang was also very Jiang's style, ham, chicken, shrimp , Beef can not be less.

Jiang Feng remembered that when he was a child, he didn't like to drink porridge for nourishing the stomach. As soon as Comrade Jiang Jiankang left, he took the porridge to Chen Xiuxiu.

"I don't eat meat!" Chen Xiuxiu immediately emphasized, knowing that Jiang's stomach porridge has rich condiments.

"Yeah." Jiang Feng chose to compromise. As for the porridge without ham, chicken, shrimp, and beef, what would happen to his poor cooking skills...

Anyway, he is not going to eat it then.

The porridge was cooking in the pressure cooker, and it was still a long time before it was finished. Jiang Feng looked at the remaining ingredients, and poured corn kernels, chicken, and ham into the pot to prepare a dish of assorted corn kernels.

As for the rest, you can take it back to the store in the afternoon.

There was also a long, plump yellow-green cucumber with undamaged skin in the bag. He washed it himself after carefully selecting seven or eight cucumbers.

As for why you want to pick a cucumber...

Maybe shooting cucumbers is really addictive!

Clap clap!

Chen Xiuxiu, who originally only wanted to drink a bowl of porridge, was attracted by the sound of slapping cucumbers. When she saw the plate of slapping cucumbers on the kitchen counter, she couldn't hold back the chopsticks and took a sip.

"Ding, get 2 experience points."

"It's too sour." Chen Xiuxiu looked disgusted.

Jiang Feng: ...

[Slapping cucumbers with too much vinegar in a plate]

[A plate of assorted corn kernels with wrong heat]

Garbage identification technique, no amount of vinegar can be identified!

Chen Xiuxiu was not interested in taking pictures of the plate of assorted corn kernels next to the cucumber: "Since when did you like eating corn kernels?"

"Make it whatever you want." Jiang Feng explained, how could he tell Chen Xiuxiu that he didn't dare to drink the porridge in the pressure cooker.

After waiting for another half an hour, Jiang Feng estimated that the porridge was almost ready, so he turned off the fire, turned on the pressure cooker, and a bowl of porridge came out.

【A bowl of porridge with a strange taste】

Silently taking out the porridge, Jiang Feng began to eat corn kernels.

"You don't want to drink?" Chen Xiuxiu asked.

Don't even drink it!

"I don't like porridge."

"Ding, get 1 experience point."

Chen Xiuxiu silently put down the spoon, and asked after a long silence, "Did you add salt?"

Jiang Feng: ...

"Eating too much salt is bad for the stomach."

Chen Xiuxiu:? ? ?

Chen Xiuxiu reluctantly drank a small bowl of strange-tasting health-preserving porridge in the face of her friend's hard work, looked at the pressure cooker on the stove and asked, "You really don't want to drink it?"

"I don't like porridge." Jiang Feng was firm.

"Then what about this pot of porridge?" Chen Xiuxiu pointed out this very serious question.

Jiang Feng thought for a while, and came up with a wonderful idea: "I'll take it to the shop as a gift in the afternoon."

With that said, he went to the kitchen to cover the lid of the pressure cooker.

"Ding, get 9 experience points."

When Jiang Feng turned his head, there was only the plate of assorted corn kernels on the table, and Chen Xiuxiu was looking down at the empty bowl.

She... is stealing?