Chapter 1278

Liu Hao shook his head: "You are always right." Then he turned to Yang Ming and said sternly, "Comrade, let me make it clear to you first. You should have gone to the shelter, but Wang Xiaoming wants to take you in, but I don't agree with it. None of us know your origins or what kind of person you are, so you have to be honest with me. If anything happens, I will be the first to come to you. !”

Yang Ming glanced at Liu Hao expressionlessly: "Oh."

After registering at the police station and leaving Yang Ming's photo and fingerprints, Wang Xiaoming led Yang Ming away. Liu Hao stopped Wang Xiaoming when he was sending him out: "Xiao Ming, have you had any difficulties recently? If so, just tell me. Although my salary is not high, I still have a fixed income every month." Liu Hao said to Wang Xiaoming The situation at home couldn't be clearer, and I often felt unfair for this good friend.

Wang Xiaoming nodded gratefully: "Thank you in advance. It's okay for now. I will definitely come to you if I need it." He is not willing to trouble others unless he has to. Although some people have no worries about debts, Wang Xiaoming is worried. His biggest wish right now is to be debt-free! Liu Hao had just graduated recently, his income was not high, and he might be dating. He didn't have much spare money, and he didn't want to suffer by himself and drag everyone else along.

"Okay, come to me if you need anything." Liu Hao waved Wang Xiaoming away, went back to the public security system's website, and checked them out one by one. He didn't see Yang Ming's information among the wanted criminals across the country. Relax.

Wang Bing was still reluctant to leave the police station. There were so many handsome policemen here, and they were very proud.

Wang Xiaoming dragged Wang Bing: "If you don't go back, you won't be able to set up a stall in time! If you don't make enough money, the bad guys will come to arrest you again."

When Wang Bing heard about the bad guy, he quickly stopped making trouble and followed him obediently.

When he went back, Yang Ming put Wang Bing on his neck and rode him without saying a word. Wang Bing was so happy that he screamed and twisted around. Wang Xiaoming said to Wang Bing: "Ah Bing, don't move around, don't touch uncle's wound."

Wang Bing groaned and stopped moving his hands, but his head was still twisting and looking around. Wang Xiaoming saw the drugstore on the roadside and said, "Wait for me, I'm going to buy something." After that, he went into the drugstore and came out after a while, carrying a small bag.

After getting on the ferry, Yang Ming put Wang Bing down and let him play by himself. Wang Xiaoming said to Yang Ming: "Turn around and I will give you some medicine."

Yang Ming turned around and faced Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming took out the potion and said, "Disinfect with hydrogen peroxide first. It may hurt a little, so bear with it." After that, he dipped a cotton swab in some hydrogen peroxide and applied it on his wound. The potion stimulated Yang Ming's brows, but he didn't say anything or move.

Just like taking care of Yu Nan and Wang Bing, Wang Xiaoming carefully cleaned each other's wounds, then took out a band-aid and put it on him. When he was concentrating, his teeth unconsciously bit his lower lip, revealing two small tiger teeth. His expression was very serious and very cute at the same time. Yang Ming stared at Wang Xiaoming's face without blinking.

Wang Xiaoming helped him apply the plaster, pressed it lightly on both ends with his fingers, and said, "Okay." Then he looked at the other person's eyes. His eyes were very weird.

Yang Ming finally responded: "Thank you."

Wang Xiaoming said: "You have to help me open the oysters when I get back. I will have to set up the stall later. You should fry the oysters."

"Okay!" Yang Ming agreed briefly.

Wang Xiaoming felt a little happy. In this way, he would not worry about tonight's customers leaving disappointed.

When I got home, I hurried to open the oysters. The two of them started to open the remaining oysters in no time. Wang Xiaoming prepared some more rice noodles and set out to set up a stall.

In the evening, more people came to eat oyster pancakes. The guests who said they would come to eat oyster pancakes in the evening came back as expected, and brought four or five friends over. These people are really good at eating, and they almost packed Wang Xiaoming's oyster pancakes. Halfway through, Wang Xiaoming was naturally overjoyed. Unfortunately, there were too few oysters prepared, not as many as at noon. As soon as the shop was wiped clean, the oyster pans were sold out, and all they could do was sell kway teow.

At this time, Wang Bing complained that he was hungry. Wang Xiaoming handed the shovel for frying Kway Teow to Yang Ming and said to him: "Hey, come and watch while I cook. Can you fry Kway Teow?"

Yang Ming nodded: "Yes."

Although Wang Xiaoming makes his own snacks, he doesn't regard them as staple food. Wang Bing is growing up, so he doesn't let him eat too much greasy food for fear of ruining his stomach, so he basically cooks.

Wang Xiaoming had already cooked the rice, and now all he had to do was cook. After eating corn and shrimps in the evening, he would peel the corn kernels. From time to time, he would hear someone coming over and asking: "Boss, would you like an oyster bake?"

Wang Xiaoming had to keep raising his head to apologize: "There are no oysters today, and we won't have them until tomorrow. There are only fried kway teows left. How about a fried kway teow?"

Most of the diners came here for the oyster noodles. When they heard that there were no oyster noodles, they basically left. Very few people came here specifically to eat kuey teow, so the business suddenly became quiet. Wang Xiaoming said to Yang Ming: "It seems that I will buy more oysters tomorrow. I will call Lao Huang later." All the door-to-door business was rejected. Wang Xiaoming was really distressed. His business has never been so good.

Seeing that there was no business, Yang Ming came over to help Wang Xiaoming cook dinner. The dinner was very light. Wang Xiaoming himself had been smoking in the oil smoke for a day, and he was full from the smell. He had no appetite, so he tried to make it as light as possible, including one corn and shrimp, one green vegetable with garlic paste, and one seaweed beef ball soup.

Yang Ming said: "I'll cook."

Wang Xiaoming did not refuse and sat aside to watch Yang Ming cooking. Yang Ming turned on the fire, holding a shovel in one hand and the handle of the pot with the other, tossing the golden corn kernels in the pot like acrobatics. Hey, he can still take the blame! Wang Xiaoming laughed, this man must be a professional chef.

Wang Bing was playing on the side and saw Yang Ming playing pot, and ran over quickly: "Uncle, are you doing acrobatics?"

Yang Ming looked at Wang Bing: "Stir-fry."

After a while, Wang Xiaoming smelled a strange fragrance. He often made corn and shrimp, but he had never made it with such a strong fragrance. The fragrance was so alluring that his mouth almost started to flow. The diners who were eating around couldn't help sniffling: "Boss, what are you cooking?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "If you don't want to fry anything, we will cook and eat."

"What are you cooking?"

“Stir-fried shrimp with corn.”

The diner said: "Boss, give us one to taste."

Wang Xiaoming smiled and said, "I'm sorry, we eat this ourselves. If you want to eat, I only have fried rice noodles."