Chapter 119

When he turned to leave with his clothes in his hand, cen Qinghe heard two stall owners behind him saying that he had not eaten dinner yet. One asked the other to eat first, and the other said, "you go first. I look at it. You have a bad stomach. Don't feel bad any more."

The man said, "don't worry. This business is good. You can't be busy alone."

After hearing this, cen Qinghe suddenly felt a burst of heartache. All of them were girls of almost the same age. Listening to the accent, he was not a native of Yecheng. All of us are "living in a foreign land for foreign visitors", and we all have our own difficulties.

A few meters ahead, on the left side of the street, there is an iron pan fried potato stall. The street lamp makes the fried potatoes yellow, which is more exciting.

CEN Qinghe is a carnivore. The only vegetable that can replace her impulse to meat is potato. For a week, she had enjoyed eating potato paste, shredded potatoes, potato chips, potato cakes, potato soup and mashed potatoes. She was disgusted by the sight of potatoes.

When he came to the stall, cen Qinghe asked, "how much is it?"

The owner replied, "the large portion is 10 yuan, and the small portion is 7 yuan."

CEN Qinghe said, "give me two large portions."

"Onion and pepper?"

CEN Qinghe said: "put more pepper and scallion in one, and the other..." She didn't know whether the two girls ate spicy food or not, so she conservatively replied, "put it less."

Given the money, cen Qinghe folded back with two portions of potatoes. Two girls are still greeting guests, cen Qinghe handed a box of potatoes to the person who just sold her clothes. The girl was stunned on the spot.

CEN Qinghe said with a smile: "just heard you didn't eat, eat some cushion belly first, don't be hungry."

Two people are first a meal, then are waving back: "no, no, thank you."

CEN Qinghe said: "take it, I can't eat two by myself."

However, the girl could only reach for it. Another person asked, "how much is it? We'll give you the money. "

CEN Qinghe replied with a smile: "forget it, I invite you."

"I'm so sorry..."

"It's OK. You're busy. I'll go first. Bye."

Just as she was about to turn around, she caught a glimpse of something appearing next to her arm. Looking sideways, it was a plastic box for begging.

A dishevelled but healthy man with four limbs, holding the guy's business of begging in his hand, blocked in front of Cen Qinghe, and said: "do well, do well."

CEN Qinghe back a step, the man immediately step forward, block her, do not let her go.

Two girls selling clothes stood up, one of them frowned and yelled at the beggar man, "hurry up! Don't get in the way. Go. "

The other is around to pull Cen Qinghe's arm, let her leave from the side.

CEN Qinghe did not give the money to the beggar man, just because she thought of one thing.

Xu was taught too much to respect the old and love the young and to help others, which led to the fact that Cen Qinghe had been fighting against injustice for so many years.

When she was still in primary school, everyone's daily allowance was only 50 cents, and the extra was only one yuan. With her father's ten yuan RMB in her pocket, she saw an old woman who was at least 70 or 80 years old when she passed by the side of the road. She knelt on the ground in her old cotton padded trousers and kowtowed to everyone passing by in the winter of - 30 degrees in Northeast China.

Some people will stop for a short time and take a few dimes or pennies out of their pockets, but more people will walk away without straying their eyes.

It has been ten years since the incident, but this picture has been deeply branded in Cen Qinghe's mind. She still remembers herself at that time. Her tears were so low that she shed tears on the spot. After looking at the spot for more than ten seconds, she suddenly stepped forward and took out the only ten yuan note in her pocket and put it in the white lacquered teapot in front of the old man.

The old man kowtowed mechanically, saying "thank you" and "good people live a safe life.".

CEN Qinghe wants to tell her that it's too cold to go back. But she couldn't say it, and she didn't want to stand in front of the old man to accept her kneeling. So that day, she didn't say a word. After returning home, her mother asked her where the money had gone. She said to a grandmother who begged for food. Her mother was angry and helpless and said, "you are so generous."

At that time, there was no such thing as begging as a special means of profit, so the people who came out to ask for money were some very old people. It was very sad to see them.

CEN Qinghe is soft hearted, but when he meets such people on the street, he will give money. She was used to giving it to her, so when she grew up, she didn't find out for a while. Many people who asked for money from others were middle-aged people with sound limbs, even young people.

She always likes to give money to other people's "bad problem", or let Xiao Rui to pull over.

Xiao Rui said: "it is you who are such a good person with money that they encourage those cowards who have hands and feet but eat together and wait for death. You give people a few dollars in this way. Why don't you think about those people who make small money by themselves? Do you have the spare money to take care of these people? It's not that I don't want you to be kind. I just don't want you to be kind like a little girl. "Xiao Rui always calls her a little girl, saying that she is cute and inexplicable.

It's been more than a month since I broke up with Xiao Rui, and I haven't seen him for more than a month. The only time he called was from shangshaocheng. She couldn't even hear his voice. But every detail, every thing, even a sentence in life Even if she met a beggar, she could think of Xiao Rui, the expression on his face when he taught her solemnly, and the way he tried to coax her after he said she was not happy.

Thinking of Xiao Rui, it seems that he has never done anything sorry for her in recent years. Even the so-called wrong thing is that she is acting coquettish and picking bones from eggs.

I have never met a man and never thought that he would marry her in such a good way.

The most sad state of a relationship is that the person left, but she still felt that he was around and didn't want to move on.

With a bag on her back, a bag in her right hand and a potato box on her left hand, cen Qinghe squeezed into the crowd. If the surrounding atmosphere was not too busy, she would feel very lonely and wanted to cry.

Fortunately, the mobile phone in the bag even vibrates and rings, which interrupts Cen Qinghe's memory.

She pulled out her cell phone and said, "hello?"

Although it shows a call from shangshao City, she estimates that it is not shangshao city. Sure enough, Chen Boxuan's voice came from the mobile phone. He asked, "where is Qinghe?"

CEN Qinghe said: "I'm buying a barbecue. Are you all here?"

"Well, we've just arrived. How long will it take you?"

CEN Qinghe said: "it should be almost, I took a taxi in the past 20 minutes."

"Then we'll wait for you."

CEN Qinghe said: "I sell squid here, do you want to eat it? "

Chen Boxuan asked:" did you take so many things by yourself? Shall I pick you up? "

" no, I'm fast. Don't bother. "

Chen Boxuan said: "then you don't forget to help me put less spicy, I and Guanren can't eat spicy."

"OK, I'll hang up first. We'll have to queue up here."

CEN Qinghe hung up the phone, bought dozens of strings of squid, carrying the bag to the barbecue shop across the street.

Asked the shop assistant, the kebabs are all baked, but there is still a roast fish.

CEN Qinghe put all the things he had just bought on the table and said to the clerk, "please take a look at it for me. I'll go to the bathroom."

She took the white T-shirt and went to the bathroom to change. Tuck the T-shirt hem into the skirt and look at yourself in the mirror. The workplace style will immediately become casual.

She can't stand the dirty clothes on her body. Even if it's the kind of oil that can't be seen without looking carefully, she can always look at it like obsessive-compulsive disorder until she changes it.

Take a good shirt out, just the grilled fish is also packed, two big lunch boxes, one side of the weight of two Jin.

A variety of kebabs and snacks, filled with bags. CEN Qinghe went to the street to stop the car. He didn't open the door by hand. He opened the door for her.

CEN Qinghe said thanks with a smile. At the moment of sitting in the car, he was relieved.

Shang Shaocheng used to instruct people. She was really regarded as a errand. She had to eat barbecue in a restaurant. Why didn't he go to heaven?

Fortunately, the fat barbecue home is not far away from YeDing Ji. During this period, there is no traffic jam in the night city. It takes less than 20 minutes to arrive. CEN Qinghe opens the door with one hand first, and then puts the bag in his hand after getting off the car.

This is Cen Qinghe's first visit to yedingji. From the outside, the whole store has three floors, covering a large area. Although we don't know what to eat, we also know it is a good hotel.

She walked inside with a smile from a tall woman in a cheongsam embroidered with Golden Peony on a black background. Go further in, and the waiter will come and serve.

"Hello, may I have a reservation or a reservation?"

CEN Qinghe said: "looking for someone, which compartment is shangshao city in?"

The waiter said with a smile, "Mr. Shang is in the private room upstairs. I'll show you there."

On the way up the stairs, the waiter helped Cen Qinghe share the two takeout bags. When she got to the door of the private room, she knocked on the door and pushed it in.

In the middle of the table was the old-fashioned copper hot pot of Yecheng, and on the outside of the table were all kinds of sliced meat and pickled vegetables. But a few chairs, empty, nobody.

CEN Qinghe continues to push the door to go in, side head a look, the original right side of the private room there is an open space. There is an automatic mahjong table. At this time, there are three people sitting at the table: Shang Shaocheng, Chen Boxuan and Shen Guanren. They don't play mahjong, but each holds a playing card.

Heard the door ring, half high light red dog heard the sound ran, cen Qinghe saw it, immediately eyes a bright, "Xiao er."

Xiao Er goes straight to Cen Qinghe The bag in hand came to her and sniffed with her big nose.CEN Qinghe reached out and touched its head. Not far away came Chen Boxuan's voice of greeting with a smile, "Hi."

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