Although Jiang Feng didn't know what Xue Shaoheng was doing outside, according to Xue Shaoheng's way of doing things without beating around the bush and going straight, Jiang Feng felt that he might even directly stuff the dishes to a certain customer.

The pickled vegetable dumplings had already been served out of the pot, and the pure meat wontons had just been prepared and placed on the food window, Jiang Feng was currently idle with no list in his hand, looking everywhere where he needed help.

"Sang Ming, have you left the pure meat wontons?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I just saw Sister Ji Yue leave. "Sang Ming's position is close to the food delivery window, and you can clearly see the movement of the food delivery window.

"Brother Feng, C7 asked for a large portion of preserved egg and lean porridge. ”

"Okay. Jiang Feng picked up a soup bowl and went to serve porridge.

When he finished serving the porridge and put it in the food window, he realized that the C7 table seemed to be Xue Shaoheng's table.

On the other side, in the lobby, after Xue Shaoheng gave out the whole portion of chopped pepper fish head and vegetable wrapped chicken, he realized that he could actually give the dishes directly to others, so he pulled Xue Hua and gave Li Hongzhang's chowder to the office workers.

The office worker cried and vented all the negative emotions in his heart, feeling a lot better. Although he didn't know why he was crying so suddenly, he could vaguely feel that it might be related to the Li Hongzhang chowder he had just eaten.

Xue Shaoheng gave him Li Hongzhang's chowder, and he gladly accepted it, but insisted on transferring the money to Xue Hua.

Because of the successful confession, Duan Xuan'an, who regarded Xue Shaoheng as Cupid, realized that he had rubbed two dishes for nothing when he saw the office worker transferring money to Xue Hua, and hurriedly went over to transfer money to Xue Hua.

Originally, he ordered a large table of dishes, but Xue Shaoheng sent one from the east to the west, and the yams had been eaten, and there was only one plate of pickled vegetable dumplings left on the table, and the wontons were still in Ji Yue's hands and not served.

Xue Shaoheng and his friends didn't care about the food at all, they muttered and exchanged in a language they could understand, and they had so much fun that they didn't want to eat at all.

Xue Hua and Huang Yiting's mother had no choice, so they stuffed a pickled vegetable ball into their hands and let them eat it slowly, and the remaining pickled vegetable ball was eaten by Huang Yiting's mother.

The two of them were here to take care of and accompany these 5 big friends, and the meal was just to eat by the way, so Xue Hua ordered a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork after reading the menu.

Most patients with academic syndrome are not very picky about their diet, and basically eat whatever they are given. The five older friends were playing a game that only they could know what it was, while munching on the pickled vegetable dumplings in their hands.

"Hello, pure meat ravioli, please use it slowly. Ji Yue put the pure meat wonton firmly on the table.

"You also ordered wontons?" asked Huang Yiting's mother.

A high-end restaurant like Taifeng Lou still sells this kind of ordinary small wontons on the street, Huang Yiting's mother was a little surprised.

"I didn't order it, these dishes were ordered by Shaoheng. He didn't know what to think, he just didn't eat it, and he gave it away, but fortunately those people didn't mind, and he liked those dishes a lot when he looked at them. Xue Hua said, "I don't know if he will eat the wontons he ordered." ”

Xue Shaoheng proved with practical actions that he would eat the wontons he ordered.

Temporarily withdrawing from the game with his friends, Xue Shaoheng moved the wonton to him, put the pickled vegetable dumplings in his hand on the plate, scooped up a wonton with a spoon, and kept blowing on it.

When the wontons were cold, Xue Shaoheng opened his mouth wide and took one bite of it.

The first wonton was down, Xue Shaoheng's expression became a little painful, he was very uncomfortable now, because the pure meat chaos reminded him of some not very good memories.

He then scooped up the second ravioli.

3rd, 4th.

The more Xue Shaoheng ate, the more uncomfortable he became, the more uncomfortable he became, and the bowl of wontons quickly went down.

Xue Hua didn't pay much attention to Xue Shaoheng's expression because he was talking to Huang Yiting's mother, and when he found out that Xue Shaoheng's expression was not quite right, Xue Shaoheng had already eaten the pure meat wontons.

"Shao Heng, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? Do you have a stomachache? If you have a stomachache, you nod, and show your sister where you have pain. Xue Hua was anxious.

Xue Shaoheng was immersed in the memory that made him uncomfortable, and he didn't hear Xue Hua's words at all, and he didn't give her any response.

Xue Hua panicked.

"Shao Heng, is this acute appendicitis? You take it to the hospital quickly, some illnesses can not be delayed, leave it to me here, I will send them home later." Huang Yiting's mother hurriedly said.

"Then I'm bothering you, I'll give you the money in the evening, and I'll take Shaoheng to the hospital first." Xue Hua hurriedly pulled Xue Shaoheng out of Taifeng Building and took a taxi to the hospital.

Before arriving at the hospital, the two were still in the taxi, and Xue Shaoheng returned to normal, and his expression was no longer painful.

Xue Hua, who always paid attention to Xue Shaoheng's changes, breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly: "Shaoheng, are you feeling better now?" Don't be afraid, my sister will take you to the hospital now, and we will finish the examination." ”

Xue Shaoheng shook his head and said that he had nothing to do.

"Mom. Xue Shaoheng said.

Xue Hua was stunned.

She thought that Xue Shaoheng didn't remember her mother.

Their father died early, the patriarchy in the village was extremely serious, her mother gave birth to four daughters in a row before giving birth to her only son, and all the daughters except her were given away, Xue Shaoheng was once her mother's only hope.

Later, Xue Shaoheng fell, hit his head on the stone, and his left brain was violently hit and became a fool in the eyes of everyone at that time. Her mother couldn't accept such a blow, let alone the white eyes and gossip of others, so she took all the family's money and belongings, leaving behind her two children and never returned.

Xue Shaoheng has never said the word mother since he suffered from acquired scholar syndrome. Even though Xue Shaoheng can't forget it now, Xue Hua always thought that he was young at that time, so he didn't remember his mother at all.

"Shao Heng, is this missing his mother, but my sister doesn't know where my mother is. Xue Hua's voice choked.

Xue Shaoheng shook his head, he had a lot of things he wanted to tell Xue Hua, but he couldn't say it at all, and he also knew that Xue Hua had no way to understand what he meant.

He wanted to tell Xue Hua that the reason why he had been painting all these years was not because he didn't want to paint people, nor because he couldn't paint people, but because he couldn't paint people.

Ever since he fell when he was 7 years old, the world has changed in his eyes.

It became dull and monotonous, and no matter how rich the color was, it seemed extremely monotonous to his eyes. There were only a few colors in his eyes, no brilliance, not dazzling at all, even if it was sunlight, it looked a little dim.

Even he sees people distorted, in his opinion, everyone's face is distorted and deformed, and the world in his eyes is different from the world in the eyes of others.

The reason why Xue Shaoheng's paintings are sought after by some people is that those people feel that the colors of his paintings are very unique. But what they didn't know was that Xue Shaoheng was painting the real world in his eyes.

But just now, when he ate that bowl of wontons, the images in his memory that he thought of were the real world.

Mom's face was real, normal, colorful, well-defined, no longer the distorted and deformed faces he usually saw.

There is also my sister's face, my mother and my sister's clothes, cabinets, tables, chairs, doors, even the soil on the ground, and the insects on the wall, all of which are normal.

They are all richly colored, and the sun is dazzling and dazzling.

"Mom, sister, clothes, cupboards. Xue Shaoheng tried hard to describe to Xue Hua what he had just seen.

The taxi stopped and they went to the hospital.

Xue Hua checked out, not hearing much what Xue Shaoheng whispered just now.

Xue Hua took Xue Shaoheng's hand, took him out of the car, and walked into the hospital.

"Shao Heng, let's go for an examination now, and then you have to listen to the doctor obediently. Xue Hua told Xue Shaoheng.

Xue Shaoheng nodded.

Xue Shaoheng looked at the crowd coming and going in the hospital, this is a distorted world.

But what I just thought about was a real world.

That bowl of ravioli is awesome.

Tai Fung House is one of the best restaurants in the world.

Xue Shaoheng thought.

"Ding, get a customer's approval, task progress (3/10). ”

Jiang Feng: ???

Xue Shaoheng...... What did you do again?

He's not an angel.

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