funbook-pk Chapter 132: The steamed bun scalded the person to death!
Chapter 132: The steamed bun scalded the person to death!
The little girl's face was pale, her steps were unsteady, and beads of sweat were dripping down her forehead. Someone who was leaving after dinner helped her up and said, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
The little girl was breathing heavily, her eyes a little unfocused, and suddenly she saw the steamer on the table by the door. She rushed over with strength from nowhere, grabbed the buns that had just been served and stuffed them into her mouth with trembling hands.
"Oh..." Hua Jindong was startled by the girl who suddenly rushed over. Just when she was about to remind her that the bun was hot, the girl had already stuffed the whole bun into her mouth.
As the bun entered his mouth, his lifeless eyes suddenly widened and he murmured weakly, "It's so hot!" Then he slid under the table and fainted.
Du Xu, who was sitting on the other side, jumped up in shock and shouted to the waiter in panic: "Your buns scalded people to death! This girl was scalded to death by buns!"
The state-owned restaurant immediately became a mess. The guests who were eating well stood up and looked over here. Some even came to see who had been scalded to death by the buns.
You can be scalded to death while eating a bun, what kind of luck is that?
Hua Jindong was speechless. It was obvious that the girl had been hungry for a long time. She was probably suffering from hypoglycemia. She found a state-owned restaurant and rushed in. She fainted from hunger before she could even eat the buns.
Look at that heaving chest, how could he be dead? Du Xu looks tall and strong, but he is so timid when faced with difficulties!
But why does this girl look familiar? Hua Rendong turned the person over and saw a familiar face. Wasn't she the girl in Xingzigou Village who was called the money-loser?
But compared to when she was in the Women's Federation, the girl was thinner, her face was more sallow, and even her tattered clothes were covered in dirt. If you didn't recognize the girl and met her on the street, you would have thought she was a beggar.
He quickly picked the bun out of her mouth and fed her his bowl of untouched rice porridge.
The temperature of the two-grain porridge was just right. The unconscious girl swallowed the porridge hurriedly as soon as it entered her mouth. She immediately felt a comfort in her stomach. After swallowing two mouthfuls, she woke up, took the bowl from Hua Jindong, and gulped it down herself.
In a short while, the bowl of rice porridge was finished.
Fang Zimo also handed over his bowl of rice porridge. The money-loser took it without even looking at it. He tilted his head back and drank it all up, even licking the rice soup hanging on the edge of the bowl.
Hua Rendong felt relieved and said to the people around him, "It's okay, I just fainted from hunger. Let's all go."
When they heard that he fainted from hunger, everyone was finally relieved, especially the hotel staff and chefs who had run over nervously, they breathed a long sigh of relief.
There were many people who were hungry these days, and fainting from hunger was not uncommon. It was only when they heard the young man shouting that someone had been scalded to death by a steamed bun that they became curious and wanted to see how someone was scalded to death by a steamed bun.
The money-loser finally saw clearly, and first saw a beautiful and familiar face, "You...are you the sister who came to my house that day?"
Honeysuckle nodded at her, "It's me, why are you here?"
The money-loser looked around again and recognized the other two people who were sitting at the same table with Hua Rendong before he fainted. He didn't know any of them, so he asked, "Where is your brother who was beaten by my stepmother that day?"
"You are talking about the comrade who worked with me that day, right? I didn't go to work today, so I don't know where he is." Hua Rendong was speechless. Did she think she was a woman like her stepmother? She really wasn't!
Hearing that the man was Hua Rendong's comrade, the money-loser looked at Hua Rendong with a little more intimacy, "Sister, I heard that you work in the Women's Federation, which is a place dedicated to poor women like us, so I went to report my father. Now my father has been arrested, and several others were arrested together. They were all sentenced to several years. I heard that my father still has to eat peanuts. The villagers and my uncles knew that I reported my father, and they scolded me for being heartless. They drove me, my stepmother, and my son out, and the house was occupied by my uncles. They didn't bring us anything. We have nothing to eat and no place to live. We can only pick up garbage in the city."
At this point, the money loser's mouth flattened and tears fell, "But my son is sick and will die if he is not treated. I sent him to the hospital, but the doctor there saw that we had no money to see a doctor and kicked us out. Seeing that my son was dying, I thought that even if he died, I couldn't let him starve to death... Sister, can you give me another bowl of porridge? I will definitely pay you back when I have money in the future."
As he said this, he stared at Hua Honeysuckle with a look of longing, which made Hua Honeysuckle feel so painful.
She was a good girl, but she had a bad fate, meeting a cruel father. However, the stepmother looked okay. Since she had met her, she couldn't just stand by and watch her die.
Hua Rendong took out a five-yuan bill and two food coupons from her pocket and looked at Fang Zimo, "Zimo, didn't you bring a lunch box? Go buy two boxes of porridge and pack some steamed buns."
Fang Zimo looked at Du Xu, and Du Xu said attentively, "Just make some porridge. We bought a lot of buns. I'll go get two sheets of oil paper and wrap two baskets for her."
Hua Honeysuckle smiled at him and said, "Thank you very much, Comrade Du."
By the time Fang Zimo finished making two boxes of porridge and brought them back with his sleeves, Du Xu had already asked for some oil paper. Hua Rendong wrapped five baskets of buns with the oil paper. She was afraid that the soup would leak out and spill everywhere, so she poked holes in the buns with chopsticks and drained out all the soup.
Fang Zimo felt sorry for him, so he found a big bowl to hold the food and let him drink it with the soup dumplings.
Hua Honeysuckle also packed up all the braised pork slices, braised pork elbows and roast chicken that could be packed up, leaving only the plate of braised fish covered in soup.
Seeing two baskets of steamed buns and a plate of fish on the table, Hua Rendong smiled at Du Xu and said, "Comrade Du, I'll go with her to check on the situation. I may have to take her brother to the hospital for treatment. I can't eat with you today. Take your time eating."
Du Xu said: "How about I go over with you and take a look?"
Hua Rendong shook her head and pointed at the buns and fish on the table. "I can't take these with me. I can't just leave them there to waste. I'll talk about it next time."
After saying that, he grabbed the money-losing item in one hand and called Fang Zi Mo to leave the state-owned restaurant.
Du Xu wanted to pursue her, but looking at the buns and dishes left on the table, he couldn't bear to do so. Anyway, he was asked to do so, so he just went back and told the truth.
After thinking it over, Du Xu ordered two taels of white wine. He took a sip of the wine, a bite of the fish, and then a sip of the wine, a bite of the bun, and ate it with relish.
It’s a pity that he didn’t even have the chance to take a bite of such delicious pork elbow, such delicious braised pork slices, and such delicious roast chicken.
After they ran a distance, Hua Rendong slowed down and turned back to ask the money-loser, "How are you now? Are you still dizzy?"
The money-loser shook his head, "Sister, I'm much better now, I'm not dizzy anymore."
Hua Honeysuckle touched her face with heartache. Her face, which should have had some baby fat, was now as thin as a knife and felt like bones.
Touching her arm, it felt like a dead stick. This little girl must have suffered a lot.