"Hey, don't hit me, don't hit me. I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. Come on, look, Tingting is here. Nothing happened to her."
Du Kang threw the baseball bat aside and pointed to the back of the cashier. Ma Zhiyue turned her head suspiciously and saw Kang Tingting leaning against the wall, unconscious.
Ma Zhiyue rushed over and hugged Kang Tingting. She shouted twice but got no response. She turned her head and glared at Du Kang fiercely, "What did you do to Tingting?
How could she be like this? "
Du Kang touched the tip of his nose and shrugged helplessly, "Brother, which eye of yours saw what I did to your Tingting?
She ran over by herself and became like this. I don't know anything else. "
"Bullsh * t!"
Ma Zhiyue didn't listen to Du Kang's explanation at all. She roared and interrupted Du Kang's words. Pointing at Du Kang's nose, she gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Boy, wait and see. We're not done."
After that, he carried Kang Tingting in his arms and strode out of the convenience store, muttering, "Zilong was right. This place is filled with a bunch of scumbags who are thieves and prostitutes!"
Ma Zhiyue didn't lower her voice when she said the last sentence. Of course, Du Kang heard it clearly. He raised his eyebrows and put down his finger that was touching the tip of his nose. He picked up the shovel beside him and was ready to catch up with her. He wanted to ask her what she meant by "a bunch of trash and scumbags here."
"Xiao Pang!"
Just when Du Kang had reached the door and was about to catch up with Ma Zhiyue, a weak and trembling voice came from the warehouse. The voice was coquettish with a sense of exhaustion and powerlessness. Any man who heard it would probably lose half of his body.
"Sister Chu!"
Du Kang shouted in surprise and threw the shovel in his hand. Ma Zhiyue didn't bother to chase after him. She turned around and rushed to the warehouse. When she opened the door, she saw Weiwei in Sister Ma's arms and smiling at her.
Weiwei looked as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. Her small face was snow-white, and she was sweating profusely. Her hair was messy like a chicken coop, and there were two strands of sweat sticking to her forehead.
Du Kang walked to Weiwei step by step. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say for a moment. He felt that his throat was blocked by something, and he felt uncomfortable.
"Xiao Pang, I'm hungry. Get me something to eat."
Weiwei said weakly. She touched her flat belly and looked at Du Kang eagerly.
"No problem, no problem. I'm coming. I'll be ready in a minute!"
Du Kang turned around and ran to the small kitchen on the second floor. He just ran two steps and turned back again. He asked Sister Ma, who had an ambiguous expression on her face, very seriously, "That … Sister Ma, is there anything that Sister Chu can't eat?"
Sister Ma tucked the two strands of long hair stuck to Weiwei's forehead to her ears. She didn't raise her head and said casually, "Your Sister Chu never has anything that she can't eat. Go ahead. Oh, by the way, make one more. I haven't eaten yet. I heard from Weiwei that you are a good cook. Today, I want to share some of Weiwei's glory."
"Okay, I promise you'll be satisfied."
Du Kang turned his head as he ran and said. Then he tragically hit his head on the door frame with a bang. Sister Ma closed her eyes.
Du Kang didn't feel any pain at all. He covered his forehead with his hand, turned his head, and ran out with a silly smile while saying, "My mistake, my mistake."
Weiwei looked at him speechlessly. She shook her little head and pretended to sigh deeply. "Alas, Xiao Pang is a good person. Unfortunately, why is he a fool?"
Sister Ma looked at Weiwei with a playful smile. She put her head on Weiwei's forehead and hit it hard. She scratched Weiwei's little nose with her fingers and scolded with a smile, "You little fool, how dare you say he is a fool. I think you are the real fool."
"I'm angry. I'm not!"
Weiwei pouted and puffed her cheeks angrily. She looked like a goldfish, which made Sister Ma burst into laughter and hit Weiwei's forehead again. The two women couldn't stop laughing.
On the second floor, Du Kang was busy cooking. The joy of Weiwei getting out of danger diluted the unhappiness left by Ma Zhiyue just now. He was humming the "Pantheon Era", which was out of tune. The kitchen knife in his hand was shining and the chopping board made a pleasant and rhythmic sound.
Soon, Du Kang cleaned up a large table of dishes. There were no good dishes, but there were meat and vegetables, cold and hot. Du Kang felt it was too troublesome to carry them one by one, so he simply carried the table down to the second floor.
"Xiao Pang, you're really good at cooking. It's comparable to Little Niuniu's." Sister Ma chewed the cola chicken wings and kept praising Du Kang's cooking.
On the other side, Weiwei lowered her head and ate. Du Kang watched from the side. Watching Weiwei wolfing down the food, he felt an indescribable happiness in his heart.
The meal lasted for nearly an hour. The whole table of dishes was eaten by Sister Ma and Weiwei. Du Kang cleaned the table and asked Weiwei, "Sister Chu, are you full?
I'll make more for you if it's not enough. "
"Burp!
I'm … full. "
Weiwei leaned against the back of the chair with a toothpick in her mouth. Her small hands touched her slightly bulging belly with a satisfied look on her face.
Sister Ma elegantly wiped the grease at the corner of her mouth with a tissue. She smiled and teased, "Xiao Pang, don't make more food for Weiwei. If you eat more, she'll become a little pig."
"You're a little pig, hmph!"
Weiwei pretended to be angry and turned her head to ignore Sister Ma. Her cute and innocent look made Du Kang laugh. He carried a large pile of empty plates and bowls back to the kitchen.
"Hey, where's Sister Ma?
Didn't you say you'll stay for dinner before leaving? "
Du Kang finished cleaning up and came down from the second floor with an apron tied around his waist. He wiped his hands with a towel and found that only Weiwei was left in the warehouse. He could not help but ask.
Weiwei did not answer. Du Kang suddenly became nervous again. He quickly walked over to have a look. It turned out that our little girl Weiwei had eaten enough and was sleepy, so she fell asleep.
Even though she was asleep, her little mouth was still smacking. Sparkling saliva flowed down from the corner of her mouth. Who knew what good food she was dreaming of again.
"I've never seen someone like you."
Du Kang smiled comfortably and muttered in his heart. He was about to reach out and carry Weiwei back to the room to sleep. But when his fingers touched Weiwei, he stopped. He was afraid that he would wake Weiwei up. "Forget it. I'll find something to cover her first. Don't catch a cold."
Du Kang turned around and was about to go to the second floor to get a towel. When he walked to the stairs, he inadvertently saw a person standing in the convenience store looking around. He did not know what he was looking for.
"Damn it. Is there a thief in broad daylight?" Du Kang reached out and took off the apron in his hand. He strode toward the person.