Su Limei prepared a soup, poured out two full bowls, no more, no less.

The soup was still warm, and Zhang Haowen drank it in one gulp and had a faint aftertaste.

"Don't say it, your mother's craftsmanship is very good," Zhang Haowen said with emotion: "It's cheaper than Cheng Qingtong's muddy boy!"

Lao Li drank the soup, and a smile appeared on his face: "This soup is really good, you are all blessed! Unlike this kid in my family, he knows how to bring me apples!"

Cheng Qiao couldn't help but look at Lao Li's grandson when he heard this, and it happened that he also looked over. The two looked at each other for a moment, revealing a helpless expression.

The man stood up and carefully wiped the soup that Lao Li had touched the corner of his mouth: "Since grandpa wants to drink soup, I'll bring it to you tomorrow." ”

Li Lao glared: "If I don't say that you will bring it to me, I have no sincerity at all." ”

The man smiled and turned his head to look at Cheng Qiaoyi.

Cheng Qiaoyi's side is different from him.

Zhang Haowen looked like he was watching a good show, and it was difficult for people not to know that he was gossiping.

Cheng Qiao saw that he had almost drunk the soup, and took the bowl and put it on the bedside table.

Reach out and lift his leg back onto the bed.

"Grandpa Zhang, you lie down and rest for a while, and I'll go wash the dishes." ”

Zhang Haowen frowned: "What kind of dishes are you washing now! It's not easy to come, you just sit and rest for a while!"

Cheng Qiao couldn't cry or laugh: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to wash the dishes." ”

Zhang Haowen looked suspicious.

The man also happened to pick up Li Lao's bowl: "Grandpa Zhang, I'll go with him, I'll help you watch him." ”

"Then ......" Zhang Haowen exhaled: "Then Xiao Tang, you can help me watch him more." ”

"Okay!"

Out of the door of the ward, Cheng Qiao was a little curious when he thought of Zhang Haowen's name just now, but he was a little difficult to ask.

Tang Zeyang saw his doubts, gently wiped the oil in the bowl with a napkin in his hand, and said naturally: "Introduce yourself, my name is Tang Zeyang, and if you eat the bowl of rice with a pen, it will be difficult to shake hands with you if you have oil in your hand." ”

Seeing this, Cheng Qiaoyi replied: "My name is Cheng Qiaoyi to study electrical, and I am still studying." ”

"You also studied electrical?" Tang Zeyang raised his eyes slightly: "I was the same before, but it was too long since I graduated, and all the things were returned to the teacher." ”

Cheng Qiao smiled: "Then you can still be regarded as my senior brother?" Speaking of returning knowledge to the teacher, he felt the same way: "I haven't graduated yet, and I don't remember what the teacher said!"

"I don't remember, it's okay," Tang Zeyang rinsed the bowl with boiling water, turned his head and said, "If you don't want to do this in the future, then you just don't want to do it." ”

Cheng Qiao nodded.

Actually, he thinks the same way, but that's it......

It's so hard to learn in school, and it seems a bit difficult if you don't fail the course.

Looking at the distress on his face, Tang Zeyang couldn't help but comfort: "It's okay, it's simple not to miss the subject, it's almost enough to memorize all the review points given by the teacher before the exam." ”

It's easier said than done!

Cheng Qiaoyi sighed, sure enough, the big guy and him are not in the same world.

At this point, Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know what he should say.

He turned on the water and quickly flushed it, drained the bowl, and saw that the water droplets would not flow down in strands, so he put the bowl back.

"Let's go. ”

Tang Zeyang said.

Cheng Qiaoyi followed closely behind him.

I don't know why, Cheng Qiaoyi always felt that Tang Zeyang had a very big temperament, although he said it simply, eat the bowl of rice with a pen......

Cheng Qiaoyi thought nonsense.

The Manchu and Han banquets can be regarded as rice, and he may not be able to eat that!

Thinking of this, Hashichi couldn't help but grin.

It's a pity that Tang Zeyang doesn't have long eyes behind him, so he can't see his whimsical smile.

Back in the ward, Zhang Haowen was already asleep on the bed.

Cheng Qiao wanted to speak, but was stopped by Li Lao.

Li Lao whispered: "I see that Lao Zhang has not slept well in the past few days, and he finally slept so well today, so don't disturb him!"

Listening to Li Lao's words, Cheng Qiao bowed.

He took out a piece of paper from his bag and wrote down everything he wanted to explain.

Remember to take your medicine on time and don't take too much when you eat......

To tell the truth, Cheng Qiaoyi is really not very at ease with Mr. Zhang, after all, his old child's temper is used to not caring for his body all day long.

Cheng Qiao sighed, stuffed the piece of paper under the cup on the bedside table, said hello to Li Lao and left the hospital.

It's already dark, but the neon colors are reawakening the city.

The day does not understand the darkness of the night, but the night can never see the sun of the day.

Standing at the bus stop, Cheng Qiaoyi was inexplicably a little confused.

Lately, his life has become almost unknown to him, and he doesn't know what will happen if he really goes on like this.

A black car slowly drove in front of Cheng Qiao.

Sitting in the car were Tang Zeyang, who had just met, and another middle-aged man.

No, the bridge is out of sight.

Tang Zeyang pointed to the figure outside the window: "What do you think of this?"

The middle-aged man looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a rather immature looking student, with the bottom still the engineering man's favorite plaid shirt.

"Are you sure he can do it?"

The middle-aged man's face was full of suspicion: "I don't think he looks like he has a foundation." ”

Tang Zeyang smiled: "I don't know, but I see that he seems to have officially learned art." ”

"Really, what do you think of him?"

Tang Zeyang looked at the shrinking young face outside the window, leaned back on the seat and said, "I don't know what he is doing, I just think this child fits my eyes." It's up to you how to choose, I said that I won't interfere with your casting, so naturally I won't break my word. ”

The middle-aged man took a sip of water and turned his gaze back: "Then let's take a look at it." ”

The black car gradually accelerated, leaving Cheng Qiaoyi behind.

At this time, Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know that he was being watched by others.

He took out his bus card from his pocket and followed the flow of people into the bus.

It's not early now, and he doesn't know if he can go to the dormitory smoothly and return late without signing a sign.