Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Strongest Wingman

"Okay, 60 is 60!" He Lin took out his mobile phone: "Come, scan WeChat, a total of 160!"

"I don't allow me to use my phone in school. The swarthy boy said, "Cash only!"

"......" He Lin was stunned again, and nodded: "Cheng, cash is cash!"

As he spoke, he took out 200 yuan in cash from his pocket: "Here, 200 yuan here, don't look for it!"

"That's what you said!" The swarthy young man was not polite, and took the 200 yuan and put it in his pocket.

Then he stuffed the cricket gourd into He Lin's hand: "It's yours!"

After speaking, the swarthy boy seemed to be afraid that He Lin would regret it, and ran to the other side of the road with a trot.

Seeing that He Lin didn't follow, he slowed down, hummed a little tune, and walked into the commissary not far away in three or two steps.

In a few moments, the swarthy boy came out of the commissary.

He Lin noticed from a distance that when the kid came out, he had an extra ice cream on his mouth and a bells and whistles cricket gourd in his hand.

"200 yuan, you are happy, I am also happy!" He Lin played with the cricket gourd in his hand and smiled.

After the swarthy young man walked away, He Lin also staggered to the commissary, and when he came out, he also had an extra ice cream in his hand.

At this time, He Lincai hummed a little song and walked in the direction of the antique street: "Little boy, rarely annoyed......"

............

As soon as He Lin returned to He Tong Baojian, Wang Wei came up with a shy face again: "Oh, Brother He, why did it take so long for you to change ice cream, I'm really worried about it." ”

"Oh, when I came back just now, I saw someone fighting crickets and took a look, this ......" He Lin paused, and looked at Wang Wei with disdain: "Lao Wang, you have nothing to do, you are either a traitor or a thief, your tone is abnormal, what do you want to do!"

"Hey, hey, what's there. Wang Wei smiled and said, "I don't care about you." ”

As he spoke, Wang Wei leaned over to He Lin's side again: "Hey, Brother He, you said that you are so handsome and chic, graceful, white and tender, you stayed with the goddess of Qingle last night, and your revolutionary friendship has not been sublimated?"

He Lin glanced at Wang Wei helplessly, he didn't expect this kid's gossip heart to be so stubborn, and he would continue to ask when he came back from a trip!

But then again, the rainbow farts that Wang Wei just shot were still quite fragrant, and He Lin was also a little fluttering in his heart.

"Although you Brother He and I are very attractive, but the Qingle family is also at the goddess level, how can it be so easy to win. He Lin shook his head and responded.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as the kung fu deep iron pestle can't be sharpened into embroidery needles, isn't it!"

Wang Wei said with a smile and added: "Even if Qingle is a goddess, but with my brother and me, the strongest wingman, I can settle any problem for you!"

He Lin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the scene when Qingle was suddenly unhappy last night.

As the so-called three gangs of a hero, maybe many people can really pay more attention to this matter!

So He Lin didn't ink, and roughly told him what happened to him and Qingle last night.

At first, Wang Wei was full of laughter on his face, but after hearing He Lin's post-operation on Sifang Street, Wang Wei's whole face sank, and he looked at He Lin with eyes as if he was mentally retarded: "Brother He, you are really a model for my generation, this duck to your mouth can save you and fly away?"

"Lao Wang, what do you mean by this?" He Lin said with a confused expression.

"I can't tell you about this, anyway, Brother He, if you have time, you can talk to Qingle more. ”

Wang Wei pretended to be deep and said: "Men chase women across the mountain, women chase men across the veil, hey...... Brother He, you can do it and cherish it. ”

After speaking, Wang Wei walked to the back hall to get busy.

He Lin didn't seem to understand it, but he felt that he had understood.

Still picked up his mobile phone and sent a few WeChat messages to Qingle, the content was nothing more than what they were doing, and they didn't have to eat to ask for warmth.

On the first day, Qingle didn't reply.

The next day, there was still no reply.

......

Until the fourth day, I don't know if Qingle was moved by He Lin's perseverance, or if he was harassed by He Lin, and finally replied to He Lin's message.

"What's the matter?"

"That, Qingle, my antique shop is not going to reopen in the past few days, and it just so happens that Xiaoyu is also coming back from the weekend, and I want to invite you to have a meal together." ”

"What's the matter with me when your shop reopens?"

Seeing this reply, He Lin was really frightened into a cold sweat, but after he calmed down, he quickly made a correct answer.

"Qingle, Xiaoyu has been taken care of by you at school, and if it weren't for your help, I would have been blackmailed by the pig's head surnamed Jin for 3 million!"

"In short, all in all, we must invite you to this meal, and I haven't seen you for a few days, so I miss you. ”

Qingle did not reply immediately after these two messages were sent, and He Lin felt that the wait was simply tormenting, and it was even more nervous than waiting for the exam results in college.

But the sky is as good as people wish, and a few minutes later Qingle replied with a short two words: "Okay!"

On the other end of the phone, Qingle glanced at the WeChat sent by He Lin on his mobile phone, but his eyes paused for a moment on the words 'I miss you', and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, look at your elm head can't be opened!"

"Yes! Lao Wang is right, as long as the kung fu deep iron pestle can be sharpened into a needle!" He Lin jumped up excitedly.

He Lin hurriedly told He Wei and Liu Cuilan about his idea of gathering everyone for a meal before the store opened.

He was also in a good mood after hearing this: "Okay, well, it's rare to have such a smooth situation recently, Cuilan, when Xiaoyu has a holiday in two days, let's listen to Xiaolin's and go to the restaurant together!"

"It's okay to go to the restaurant, but you're not allowed to drink!" Liu Cuilan advised.

Although He Wei had a hesitant look on his face, he had to respond after smacking his lips: "Okay." ”

He has always drunk and misbehaved, so as long as Liu Cuilan is by his side, he can't get any alcohol.

Seeing that his parents agreed, He Lin immediately pounced in private, first notified Wang Wei, and then made a phone call to Xiaoyu, and specifically mentioned on the phone that he would remember to bring Qingle with him when the time came.

Two days passed quickly, Wang Wei closed the door early in the afternoon, and He Lin, He Wei and his wife came to a more famous restaurant near the antique street - Linjiang Pavilion.

Linjiang Pavilion, because this restaurant is built against the Yellow River in Gui City, so it is named.

In particular, the private room on the second floor of the Linjiang Pavilion is very distinctive, allowing diners to enjoy the food while looking at the gorgeous scenery on the river.

This superior geographical feature has also captured the hearts of many diners, and many diners in the city will come to visit.

He Lin originally wanted to book a private room facing the river on the second floor, but the clerk told him that the private room had been booked, so the four of them had no choice but to sit in the open hall on the first floor.

"Originally, I wanted to experience the characteristics of Linjiang Pavilion, but it seems that I don't have a chance today. He Lin said with some regret.

"Hehe, the private room on the second floor of Linjiang Pavilion is almost fully booked every day, and we ordinary people who want to go to the private room have to book half a month in advance. He He shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay to eat anywhere, let's just go to the hall." ”

After the four of them took their seats, they ordered a few dishes with the characteristics of Linjiang Pavilion, and the waiter quickly put the dishes together.

After waiting for about ten minutes, two pretty figures appeared at the gate of Linjiang Pavilion.

It's Qingle and He Xiaoyu!

He Lin was excited for a while, and hurriedly stepped forward to welcome the two into their seats.

"Ahem, Dad, Mom will introduce you. He Lin coughed twice and introduced in a low voice: "This is Qingle, classmate Shang Xiaoyu, and also the granddaughter of Qinglao, this time Jin Yuankun's note is thanks to Qingle's help." ”

Qingle smiled sweetly and said generously: "Auntie, hello uncle, this is a little tonic for you, I hope it will be good for your health." ”

As she spoke, she handed the two gift boxes she was carrying to Mr. and Mrs. He Wei.

Even Li Cuilan, who is the female rights of the family, is smiling from ear to ear at the moment: "Oh, just come and bring any gifts." ”

"That's it, that's it!" He was so happy that his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he hurriedly said politely: "If we Xiaolinzi can make a friend like you, it is already green smoke on the ancestral grave of our old He family, look at you, what other gifts do you bring!"

Although he said this, he honestly took the two boxes of supplements with both hands.