The personality is a little careless, but for eating, Zheng Qing, who is a little more refined, and is especially good at finding a place, never disappoints.

When Bai Xiaojiu and Qi Jingchen arrived at the hot pot restaurant, they could see that there were many people lined up at the door, and just smelling the aroma of the hot pot, they felt that this place tasted good.

Walking over according to the position provided by Zheng Qing, she really chose the position by the window.

The floor-to-ceiling window glass is facing the street, and the street lamps and the neon lights in front of the hot pot restaurant are reflected together, plus all kinds of people.

Sitting here to eat, there is always a special feeling of comfort.

Once the hot pot boils, it rolls up, the spicy and fragrant smell comes to the face, wrapping the hairy belly or duck intestines in chopsticks and tumbling in a few clicks, and watching the hungry people on the street still looking for a restaurant.

And in the face of delicious food, leisurely scalding the dish, this indifferent tranquility mixed with a sense of satiety, can make people extremely satisfied.

Zheng Qing and Bai Xiaojiu have eaten together so many times, and they know her preferences very well, so they booked a place early in the morning and chose a table by the window with the best line of sight.

"It's very comfortable that you don't have to wait this time, do you? See if the food I ordered is enough?" Zheng Qing waited for Bai Xiaojiu to approach, raised his chin at her as a greeting, and pointed his hand to the table.

Bai Xiaojiu came to eat, someone had a treat, she was never picky, she glanced at her politely, and smiled at her, "I have never been worried about your affairs." It's all my favorite dishes, and I won't talk about it if I don't eat enough. ”

"Good thing you're not late. I'm dying of hunger. Haven't eaten a day. When she sat down, Zheng Qing picked up the spice jar beside her, sprinkled it slowly, and stirred the oil dish.

As soon as Qi Jingchen sat down, he took the empty bowl over, poured sesame oil, and kept putting coriander and minced garlic in the bowl.

Bai Xiaojiu just took off his coat, turned around and was about to pour sesame oil, when he saw that there was coriander in Qi Jingchen's bowl, he immediately pursed his lips and smiled, and looked up at Zheng Qing, "That's a coincidence." We didn't eat either. ”

Zheng Qing glanced at her, laughed, and waved his chopsticks again, pretending to be fierce, "You're eating me, you can't wait to skip dinner for a month, right?"

Bai Xiaojiu was still there smiling, Qi Jingchen put the oil dish in front of her, and his voice was very soft, "You put the salt and MSG yourself?"

"Alas, look at others. Look at yourself again?!" Zheng Qing looked at Qi Jingchen busy with Bai Xiaojiu's things, and couldn't wait to do everything in person and feed her.

Zhang Jueyu sat next to Zheng Qing, pouring vegetables, and after pouring it, he took a soup spoon and stirred it at will, looking at other dishes, and he didn't have the slightest sense of what to do for Zheng Qing.

The two of them have been together for a long time, each other's tastes are very clear, and they are about the same, Zhang Jueyu and her have always taken care of themselves, sometimes whoever is lazy and doesn't want to move, just dip it in each other's oil dish.

But as a woman, who doesn't want to be pampered all the time, held in the palm of your hand?

Even if Zheng Qing knew very well that Zhang Jueyu loved her and treated her very well, but at this moment, there was a contrast, and he couldn't help but say something.

Bai Xiaojiu just turned his head and smiled at Qi Jingchen, playful with joy, looking very sweet and pleasing.

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, "What kind of food do you want to eat, I'll burn it for you." ”

Bai Xiaojiu first picked up a tissue and crumpled it into a ball and smashed it at Zheng Qing, "Your family is good enough, you can do it!"

As he spoke, he reached out and took the spice jar, put it in Qi Jingchen's hand, and whispered, "No need, I'll do it myself." You haven't eaten for a day, so eat first. ”

"Tsk, heavy color and light friends. Look, we all talk to each other differently. ”

Zhang Jueyu, who was "accidentally shot", laughed sullenly and patted her head, "Okay, what do you want to eat? I'll serve you vegetables." ”

"Don't. That, yes, that's it, put it in the pot first, this one has been boiled for a long time. ”

Bai Xiaojiu watched Zheng Qing turn Zhang Jueyu's call, shook his head speechlessly, and came to Qi Jingchen's side again, "Look at it, are there any dishes you still want to eat." ”

"That's enough, I'm a fan of all of them. Enough is enough. It's you, what's ......?"

"Alas, that's enough for the two of you. Don't talk about it as if I'm abusing you. What else do you want, our boss has it all covered today!" Zheng Qing patted Zhang Jueyu on the shoulder as he spoke, and was swept by a roll of his eyes, and reached out to knock his head.

The two of you started to fight, and I started to fight.

Bai Xiaojiu glanced at it twice, shook his head speechlessly, and sandwiched a piece of tofu skin for Qi Jingchen, "This is good, just blanch it." Eat it. ”

As soon as Zheng Qing saw these two people, he began to use chopsticks to eat, and he was also hungry, and he raised his elbow, separated Zhang Jueyu, and was about to take the chopsticks.

Bai Xiaojiu had just finished sandwiching the dishes for Qi Jingchen and was about to blanch the dishes by himself, when he saw Zheng Qing's eyes stunned, he looked at the door, and then turned his head to look over.

A man holding a large bouquet of roses walked in at the door, looking not tall, and some of them were fat, and his stomach was slightly undulating, if it wasn't for the wide and rough hand holding the roses, he might be mistaken for a pregnant woman who was just beginning to appear.

The delicate red roses were so large that they completely blocked his face.

A man of such a stature holding a large bouquet of roses that is not cheap will always make up a lot of stories in people's brains.

At least now in the hot pot restaurant, the people who noticed him all looked sideways at him.

The man didn't stand for long, probably finding the person he was looking for, and lowered the rose a little lower, revealing his face.

A very ordinary face that would be lost in the crowd when walking on the street, and a pair of black glasses.

Looking at the mirror from the side, it is estimated that the reading is not low, he looks very happy, and he has a smile on his face all the time, that happy smile.

Holding a large bouquet of roses and showing such a smile, it makes people feel better for no reason.

Sometimes witnessing the happiness of strangers will make you feel happy in your heart.

Zheng Qing leaned in the direction of Bai Xiaojiu and whispered, "Did you say he came to propose?"

"Looking like you're thirty or forty years old, and you're still proposing?" Zhang Jueyu glanced at it very indifferently, retracted his gaze without interest at all, and sandwiched a piece of tofu skin for Zheng Qing.

Qi Jingchen just glanced back when Bai Xiaojiu turned his head to look, and just scalded a duck intestine for Bai Xiaojiu and put it in her bowl, "I haven't eaten for a day, let's eat first." ”

"Maybe it's a wedding anniversary?" Bai Xiaojiu glanced at the direction where the man was going, and glanced a few times in the direction he was going, either three or four people, or both pairs.

Only the mother and daughter at the table in the corner looked a little like his destination, their backs to the door, their heads together, not knowing what they were discussing.

It can be clearly seen that it is a mother and daughter, because the girl is slightly petite, occasionally shaking her head, you can see the side face, and she looks very immature.

Bai Xiaojiu just glanced at it casually, turned his head and picked up the duck intestines and shook them in the oil dish, and slowly handed them to his mouth.

Zheng Qing was still looking at it with a curious expression, holding his cheek with one hand, and protesting to Zhang Jueyu, "There are more people in their thirties who are not married now." Can't you propose at the age of thirty or forty?"

After finishing speaking, he leaned in the direction of Bai Xiaojiu and echoed softly, "Of course, it may also be an anniversary, a birthday or something." ”

Bai Xiaojiu had just swallowed the duck intestines and was helping Qi Jingchen to shake his belly, when he heard this, he just shook his eyes, "You're not hungry?"

Zheng Qing saw that the other three people were not interested, and they had no intention of gossiping, Zhang Jueyu didn't even talk, and when she saw it, she pretended to rummage in the pot for vegetables.

"Alright, alright. I'm hungry too. Eat and eat. ”

"Who wants this?!"

Zheng Qinggang stretched out his chopsticks towards the hot pot, and the sound of slapping the table was accompanied by the sound of the corner of the wall, and the woman's body roared.

Hearing the voice, everyone subconsciously looked over there.

Bai Xiaojiu turned his head and saw the man standing a little cramped in front of the mother and daughter, and a bouquet of roses in his hand was on the ground, and the petals were sprinkled a lot.

The woman looked at the man with an angry face, and when he lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything, her eyes gradually fell on the rose on the ground and stepped on it.

Originally, it was just sprinkled with petals, and the scattered flowers were still delicate, but they were stepped on with such a kick and crushed a few times, and they completely became flower mud.

The man looked at the woman's movements in a daze, his hand trembled slightly, he looked up at her, and then looked down at the bouquet of flowers that had been crushed.

Zheng Qing looked at this scene with his mouth open, his eyes were incredible, and his eyes swept over the flowers a few times, with a look of pity.

Zhang Jueyu and Qi Jingchen just glanced at it a few times, then withdrew their gaze, and each served vegetables in the hot pot for each other's girlfriends.

Zheng Qing saw that Bai Xiaojiu was also looking over there, and regardless of the heat of the hot pot, he leaned over to her side and whispered, "This is too embarrassing, right?"

Before Bai Xiaojiu could answer this sentence, the woman who stepped on the broken flowers was like releasing the beast in her heart, and shouted hysterically, "I don't need these, does our family need these?

The man lowered his head and still looked at the flowers on the ground, his trembling hands slowly clenched into fists.

The little girl, who was just shrinking to the side and trying to pretend to be transparent, saw the woman raise her hand, intending to hit the man's face, and jumped up and hugged the woman's arm and shouted, "Mommy, Mommy." ”

Eleven or twelve-year-old girls with immature voices, frightened and embarrassed in their eyes, their eyes constantly swept over the people around to watch the excitement.

The woman seemed to realize that her emotions were a little excessive, and the moment she was hugged by her daughter's arm, the whole person quieted down.

Zheng Qing felt that this excitement was more interesting than eating hot pot, but seeing the embarrassment of this family, he felt quite miserable.

Sitting back in his position, he retracted his gaze, picked up the duck intestines in front of him and put them in the pot, and sighed with some emotion, "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read." Alas......"

Bai Xiaojiu's ears seemed to be the woman who roared out with great disappointment, we don't need it, and then sighed, "I think it makes sense for poor couples to mourn." ”

"I feel like I'm full. When Qi Jingchen heard this, his chopsticks were still waving back and forth in the red pot with his waist slices, and he replied casually in his mouth.

There was a little casualness on his face, but there was some seriousness in his tone, and he seemed to agree with this sentence when he listened.

Bai Xiaojiu glanced at him in surprise, he never thought that he was such a romantic.