The waiter's little brother looked in front of him for a few seconds with his sleepy eyes open, only to see Su He standing beside him, and asked a little unintelligible, "What are you doing?"

"Eat. ”

"Oh...... Oh, eat, what to eat?" the little brother wiped the corners of his mouth, and seemed to finally sober up a little.

Su He ordered a big bowl of bean porridge that she would never forget, two flower rolls, three side dishes, and two tea eggs, and randomly chose a table by the window to sit down, ready to do a big job.

I don't know if it's because there are no customers in the small shop that makes the food serve slower and slower, or because the food is not served at a worrying speed, but if you want to eat something here, it's a matter of patience.

I don't know how long it has been since the window panes of the store have been polished, and the hot and dazzling sunlight has turned into a soft halo yellow, lazily spread on the table.

Accustomed to the speed of takeout delivery after 20 years, Su He suddenly returned to this slow pace, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while, especially since there was no mobile phone to pass the time.

Su He, who was really uncomfortable, could only take out a pen and paper from his schoolbag boredly, and make arrangements for the after-dinner schedule in the sunshine.

This is a habit that she slowly developed after she made up her mind to work hard to become a promising young man, and it is also the method she learned from those time management books.

At first, I felt troublesome, I really wanted to do something serious, I had to plan and record it when I had a meal, a shower, a sleep, and a little sleep.

But after writing it down day by day and gradually forming a habit, I feel that this feeling of mastering the rhythm of life and planning the content of life is actually not bad, and there is a different sense of security and steadfastness.

After the long itinerary was listed, the porridge did not come up like the vegetables. The little brother went back to the counter, squinting his eyes, as if ready to fall asleep again.

Su He had no choice but to press his temper and make a shopping list one by one.

After making a shopping list and waiting for a while, Su He's "luxurious" version of the rebirth commemorative meal finally came in unison with the bells and drums of the Five Organs Temple.

The food and utensils in the small shop are just as unattractive as the storefront, and they are by no means the type that makes people salivate at first sight.

So when Su He put on the edge of the coarse porcelain bowl with a smile that seemed a little rippling and a little intoxicated because of the fulfillment of his wish after a long time of nostalgia, and after closing his eyes and smelling the thick fragrance of the beans and rice that had fully melted, the waiter's gaze towards her couldn't help but become a little subtle.

The bean porridge itself in the small shop does not put any seasonings, and Su He likes to add sugar to it, which is sweet and glutinous. She is not the only one who has this hobby, and the owner simply puts the enamel candy jar on the table for customers to add at will.

At this time, Su He, with a foodie joy of reunion after a long absence, scooped two large spoonfuls of sugar into the porridge fiercely, stirred it carefully, and then drank most of the bowl in one go, spoonful after spoonful, and then slipped back in the wooden chair that was a little too wide for her and breathed a long sigh of relief, refreshing!

The adzuki bean porridge is really the same as the memory of the half-hearted.

After more than half a bowl of sweet and warm warmth, the stomach was full of long-lost comfort and ironing.

This comfortable feeling also made Su Heda's mental state, which had been muddy since his rebirth, gradually soothe and settle down, and those chaotic thoughts and fragments of memories slowly precipitated like brewed tea.

Sure enough, the people take food as the sky.

Good food really has the effect of soothing the soul.

However, soon, Su He discovered that she had made another mistake:

The boss's bowl of bean porridge has already made her twelve-year-old body full of belly, the side dishes have not moved a few bites at all, and the flower rolls and tea eggs can only be addicted, completely powerless.

Obviously, when she ordered food before, the sequelae of rebirth had an acute attack, and the brain still habitually measured her stomach bag by the standard of adult food, which is a good interpretation of what it means to have "big eyes and small belly".

"Trouble packing. In the end, Su He had no choice but to shout at the little brother who was leaning against the counter in a daze.

In the summer, I drank a big bowl of hot bean porridge, and I was forced to sweat all over my body, but I felt much cooler and more relaxed, and even my mind seemed to be a little clearer. Su He picked up the food in a good mood, slowly swayed out of the shop, and started the afternoon trip.

Deliver the food home and put it in the fridge first. Then the first stop is Siping Street, Yangtze River Photo Studio.

Today is a special day for her.

A new beginning, worth taking a photo as a souvenir.

You don't need to do any art photos, just ID photos.

......

When this familiar thought came to mind, Su He couldn't help but laugh a little.

The second stop is the Tianyitang Pharmacy on the same street.

Traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine, cold, anti-inflammatory, gastrointestinal, bruises...... And the thermometer, anyway, all the ones that can come will come to the first one.

Her rebirth fully proves the truth of "standing heavy medicine".

After paying the money, Su He took his temperature on the spot.

Very good, the temperature is normal.

Measure it again before going to bed, and if you still have a fever, go to the hospital immediately.

The third stop, the department store.

Buy a few seasonal clothes and daily necessities.

Xiao Suhe likes overwhelming pink and a lot of lace, and Lao Suhe really can't stand it.

Speaking of which, at this time, her purchase of four-season clothes was directly handed over to the secretaries in her father's company as a work task to help take care of it, until she went to junior high school and took back this right.

The fourth stop is the vegetable market.

After the family no longer hired a nanny, quick-frozen food, convenience food and takeaway made Su He grow from a little fat man to a big fat man all the way, and by the way, he also gave away acne marks all over his face.

As a dead house, Su He doesn't really care much about his appearance, but this kind of eating habit is unhealthy after all, anyway, he has begun to learn to cook in the past few months, so it's better to keep it up.

It was late afternoon when I got home.

After boiling some water to drink and resting for a while, Su He began to transform the bedside table into a special medicine cabinet.

The top drawer is divided into categories for commonly used medicines.

The second layer is filled with less commonly used medicines.

Keep all the emergency medicine in a handy place, so that even if she can't get out of bed with a burn, she can turn over two cold medicine tablets from the bedside table to save the emergency.

Anyway, she was also burned out at that time, and what to call her parents at the critical moment, she didn't want to confess her last words, she should call 120.

According to the old stalk of the rebirth novel, she should have died in her previous life. I don't know which of my father or mother came forward to collect her body and take care of the funeral, I hope they can find the new photo she took in the Yangtze River Photo Studio.

It's a good photo, and she likes it.

However, since the dead are all dead, which photo to use, whether to use the photo or not, what does it have to do with her?

Su He thought about it indifferently, stood up and walked to the bookcase, took out a dictionary casually, and put the living expenses in it. changed hands and took another Taiwanese novel that she liked back then, and sandwiched it into the passbook.

This anti-theft method of hiding money in books is actually not very safe, but for the time being, let's do it first, and then arrange it slowly.

Su He turned around and went downstairs to put the ingredients he had just bought into the refrigerator, ready to make dinner for himself.

Halfway through the packing, the phone rang.

The house is too big and unpopular, and the ringtone of the old-fashioned telephone is particularly harsh, bringing a string of echoes.

"Hey, hello. Su He picked up the phone, and when he heard the voice on the other end, he reacted for a few seconds, and a smile of emotion slowly appeared on his face.

"Okay, Uncle Tao, I know...... Thank you for calling...... Well, I'll be on the safe side...... Good bye. ”

The call came from her father's secretary, Tao Junfeng, informing her that Su and her father had a party today and would come back later in the evening.

Su He could hear that the adult-like polite tone when he answered somewhat surprised Tao Junfeng on the other end of the phone.

But she was not polite to Tao Junfeng, but sincerely thanked him.

With Su He's understanding of her father Su Jinghai, Su would never take the initiative to call her daughter to tell her daughter that she didn't have to wait for him to eat together.

As a secretary, Tao Junfeng, from a work point of view, this phone call can be made or not.

Hit, it was he who was responsible for his work and thoughtful.

If he doesn't fight, no one can say that he is not. Strictly speaking, this is not his scope of work and responsibility.

But for Su He when he was a child, there was a big difference in emotion between having this phone call and not having this phone call:

This proves that there are still people who remember her, although this person is not her father, just her father's secretary, but it will still give her a feeling that Su Jinghai still takes her to heart.

Although this is an illusion.

can look back, this illusion was not a rare little happiness for Su He back then.

Xiao Suhe couldn't appreciate the meaning of this kindness to her because of her age, but now Su He knows.

With this alone, she has to sincerely say "thank you" to Tao Junfeng.

What's more, in addition, to a certain extent, Tao Junfeng is also her savior.

When Su He was in the fifth grade of elementary school, the family's newly hired nanny was bumped into by her while stealing money. During the altercation, she was pushed down the stairs by the nanny, who was desperate to escape, and suffered a head injury and lost consciousness.

Fortunately, Secretary Tao, who came to the house to help his father get documents, was found in time and sent to the hospital, where he received seven or eight stitches in one go.

Thinking about it later, if Tao Junfeng hadn't appeared in time, waiting for Su He, who had a hole in his head and was bleeding nonstop, I don't know what the consequences would be.

Although Su Jinghai will inevitably express his "gratitude" to Tao Junfeng afterwards, the gratitude between them has nothing to do with Su He.

At that time, Su He was young and ignorant, but he simply regarded Tao Junfeng as his father's secretary - just like Su Jinghai's car, a kind of existence similar to a tool, rather than a living person, and took what he did for granted.

There are so many in this world that come for granted.

Even if this matter may indeed happen to Tao Junfeng, it can't be ignored, but for Su He, this life-saving grace cannot be changed because of this.

It's just that when Su He understood this, Tao Junfeng had already left his father's company and started a new chapter in his life.