Chapter 302

CEN Qinghe said: "handle affairs."

Shang Shaocheng asked, "what can I do for you?"

CEN Qinghe said in an uncomfortable tone: "how can I have nothing to do?" He's the only one who has something to do. He's a wrist?

Shang Shaocheng also heard Cen Qinghe's implication. He chuckled and said, "it's a bean bag, and he really treats himself as dry food."

CEN Qinghe is used to quarreling with him, so no matter how he felt before, since he started this, she also instinctively replied: "some people like to eat this bean curd. You don't like it, it doesn't mean everyone doesn't like it."

Shang Shaocheng said with a sneer: "is this from the heart of a bean bag?"

CEN Qinghe was so angry that he rolled his eyes. He changed the topic and said, "listen, the voice is loud and powerful. When you see that you are well, you don't know who it is. You called me last night and said that you are going to die."

Shang Shaocheng said immediately, "who is going to die?"

CEN Qinghe said: "your state is about to die. If I didn't sacrifice my sleep time in the middle of the night and take you to the hospital for treatment, I would tell you that your life would be here."

Shang Shaocheng said, "that's also your poverty. I don't get sick once in 800 years."

CEN Qinghe asked provocatively, "really? Last time in the night city, who was too sick to drive? "

Shang Shaocheng replied in a deep voice: "who came to my house to touch porcelain and almost drowned in the swimming pool? If it wasn't for you, could I be more serious? If you are not such a rogue, your conscience will be eaten by the dog. "

CEN Qinghe wanted to say, you are the dog.

But she didn't dare. The biggest difference between her and shangshao city was that he didn't care what she could scold, but she wanted to weigh the pros and cons when she hated him.

Ah, to put it bluntly, it's still a dwarf. I'm not happy.

The eyeball turned a circle, cen Qinghe changed the topic again, "OK, I don't want to quarrel with you, save your tongue all depends on me not to respect the old and love the young. I'm busy here. Hang up first. "

Shang Shaocheng said: "Ma liuer, don't make me wait too long."

CEN Qinghe said silently, "I know."

After chatting with Shang Shaocheng for a while, he turns around again. The clerk has already come over with a bag with a takeout box. Cen Qinghe gives the money and turns to go out.

Her current location is only 30 or 50 meters away from Dongcheng University. The whole commercial street is full of restaurants, and there are rows of small stalls on the street, selling some chicken soup, pancakes, barbecues, and packaged rice.

Passing by her were Dongda's students, men and women, in groups of three or five, with their own green and publicity at their age on their faces.

CEN Qinghe was in a trance for a moment, as if he had not graduated at all. At this time, he came out to buy dinner during his lunch break and had to go back immediately. There were three classes in the afternoon and boring activities organized by the school in the evening, but he had to participate in them.

She likes to eat fried chicken chops made by an aunt at the school gate. She thinks that Cen Qinghe has stepped forward.

Although she only stayed in Dongda for two years and went to Japan shortly after the beginning of her junior year, it's her alma mater. She knows this area like the back of her hand. After walking for a few minutes, she saw a familiar small booth, which was a tin car. Except for the place where things were put, it was only enough to stand for one and a half people. They were too crowded.

Can be such a car outside, but surrounded by more than a dozen students waiting in line.

CEN Qinghe went with the take away bag. The closer he came, the more fragrant the fried chicken chops were. The familiar taste lured the greedy insects in her stomach and the body fluid in her mouth, quietly swallowing her saliva. Cen Qinghe thought, shangshaocheng should not have eaten fried chicken chops? Would you like to bring him back to have a taste?

"Well, do you know Xiao Rui of our last architectural department?"

Suddenly heard the familiar name, cen Qinghe instinctively smell. I saw two tall boys standing not far in front of me. One of them said to the other wearing glasses.

"Yes, he was on the list of the first batch of recommended postgraduates in our school. He said that he would stay as long as he went to graduate school. What's the matter?"

The boy said: "I heard that the longest period of the school's Insurance and research is three months. If it is not determined within three months, the quota will be cancelled."

The boy with glasses asked, "what do you mean, Xiao Rui doesn't want to stay in school?"

"I have a student sister who is from the last student union. She told me that Xiao Rui seems to have not replied to the school yet. They have been graduating for more than two months. If they want to study abroad, they have already agreed. They still have to wait until now?"

"Ah, in the world of Xueba, we will never understand it. We want to take the postgraduate entrance examination and stay in school, but they are in a hurry to keep him in school, and he likes to ignore it."

"Who knows, maybe there is a better choice. After all, they have the capital."

CEN Qinghe listens to these strange students and talks about Xiao Rui as if no one else. The more envious they are, the more sad she is.

Yes, Xiao Rui has a bright future, but now

The frying pan in the tin car can fry four or five chicken chops in one pot. With Cen Qinghe's Kung Fu, the people in front of him have gone several times.

The middle-aged woman standing in the car looked at Cen Qinghe and asked, "how many do you want?"

CEN Qinghe calculated in his heart, "take ten for me, separate them."

With that, she handed the money to the woman. Although the woman was busy, she took time to look at Cen Qinghe and said with a smile, "you look familiar, but I can't remember for a moment. Are you a student of Dongda, too?"

CEN Qinghe nodded with a smile, "yes, when I was a freshman or sophomore, I used to come here to buy chicken chops every day."

The woman said, "I said, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you busy studying?"

CEN Qinghe said: "I graduated. Today I just came to buy something. I want to eat fried chicken chops, so I bought some to take back."

The woman said, "are you especially good at spicy food?"

CEN Qinghe nodded with a smile.

The woman said, "I remember you used to come over with a very handsome young man at that time and bought four chicken chops each time. I thought you were two by one. Later you said to yourself," you eat three, he eats one, aren't you? "

Recalling the pictures of the past, cen Qinghe was suddenly sad, but he tried to keep a smile on his face.

The woman didn't notice Cen Qinghe's eyes. In an instant, she was a little wet. She just lowered her head and brushed the sauce on the chicken chops while saying, "I remember. You went abroad to study, didn't you?"

"Well."

"After you leave, your boyfriend will still come to me every day to buy four chicken chops. I asked him if you had finished eating so much. He said that he would video with you every day, which is specially for you."

CEN Qinghe "Puchi" a smile, followed by a moment of blurred vision, she can not control the sour directly from the bottom of her heart, let her throat and nose at the same time become extremely sensitive.

She quickly don't open the line of sight, hand wipe the tears in front of her eyes, don't want to let others see the joke.

As soon as the woman in the car looked up and saw that Cen Qinghe was not looking right, she immediately showed a slightly embarrassed expression.

She took the initiative to cut off the topic, "do we put more spicy in these ten chicken chops?"

CEN Qinghe sucked his nose and said in a dull voice, "half more spicy, half normal."

"Well, I'll bag it for you."

After taking a big bag of chicken chops, cen Qinghe said goodbye to the woman and turned to walk to the street. She was suddenly a little afraid of staying here, staying in this place full of memories.

Even if it is a two-year no aunt, still can accurately say she and Xiao Rui once, this terrible sense of familiarity, let her at a loss.

After taking a taxi back to the hospital, cen Qinghe didn't get on the right elevator, so she was afraid to meet her family acquaintances. She walked a long way, went up from the left elevator, then turned the corner and came to Xiao Rui's ward without taking a few steps.

Standing at the door of the ward, she knocked on the door with her elbow. Soon, the door was opened from inside, and the person in front of her was pan Jiale.

"I'm back." Pan Jiale looks at Cen Qinghe's hand full of things and takes the initiative to help her carry them.

CEN Qinghe steps inside. Pan Jiale, Xing Xiaoru and Xiao Rui are the only three people in the ward. They don't know where Xiao Fangying and Yang LuChen have gone.

CEN Qinghe has never been afraid of Xiao Fangying since she dares to tear it. She doesn't think she will have a face in front of Xiao Rui after hearing that.

As for Yang LuChen... Cen Qinghe is no longer qualified to take care of whether there is any other opposite sex around Xiao Rui.

Xiao Rui is lying on the bed, still maintaining the appearance when Cen Qinghe left. Seeing her come in, he looks up at her.

Xing Xiaoru's eyes were sharp. She caught a glimpse of the bag on Cen Qinghe's right hand. She stared and said in a voice, "ah, you bought chicken chops?"

CEN Qinghe answered: "well, I've been in line for a long time, or I'll be back early."

Then she went to the bedside, looked at Xiao Rui and said, "what you buy today is what you love. If you don't get two kilos of fat, it's all my trip in vain."

Xiao Rui looks at Cen Qinghe's face and says clearly that it's eyes. On the way back, she couldn't help crying for a while, so her eyes were red.

He saw it, but didn't say it clearly. He just said in a soft voice, "you haven't eaten either. Daru and Jiale haven't eaten either. The four of us haven't had dinner together for a long time."

Both Xing Xiaoru and pan Jiale make a noise for fear that Cen Qinghe will refuse Xiao Rui.

CEN Qinghe didn't want to leave at all, because she still had something to say to Xiao Rui. Hearing the words, she said brightly: "I bought so many delicious food, can I make you three cheaper? Jiale, you put up the table. Daru, you bring the dishes. I'll divide the chicken chops, and I'll buy ten. We'll each have one. I'll take the rest back to my brother and sister. "

Pan Jiale and Xing Xiaoru both take action. Cen Qinghe goes to a small table and arranges the chicken chops.

Looking at her back, Xiao Rui was deeply attached to her. Once upon a time, they were together almost every day. Now, it's a luxury gathering.

Lip opened, he whispered: "I just know grandma is in hospital, she's ok?"

CEN Qinghe looked at Xiao Rui and said, "it's OK. It's very good."

Xiao Rui said, "I didn't go to see her like this. Please give her my regards."

CEN Qinghe said with a smile: "I know. My legs are better than yours now."