Zhou Yimo clicked on the other party's avatar and could only see a back with long hair fluttering, and the other party's username was also very ordinary, "Qianqian My Heart".

Zhou Yimo's head turned around and he couldn't think of any of his friends with the word "Qian" in their names, and he just had an accident, but it was more than a little worse than "passing away".

Where did this guy come from to add a trending comment?

It's a pity that the password can't be recovered, and the tourist identity still needs to be registered to comment below, Zhou Yimo tried to retrieve his user information.

Just as she couldn't bear it anymore and was about to call customer service, there was a knock at the bathroom door.

"Momo, what about taking a bath?" asked Li Peipei.

Zhou Yimo hurriedly agreed and hung up the phone call he had just dialed.

"Then you don't soak a little, be careful of dizziness, there are still things spread out in the room, remember to clean up." Li Peipei instructed in a serious voice, "Your father heard from the neighbor next to him that there is a private restaurant here that is quite delicious, let's go and have a look later, you can cook some food by yourself in the evening." ”

Zhou Yimo: "......"

It has not been a day or two since Zhou Yimo was isolated by her parents outside the two-person world, and since she was five years old, her parents have started to "act alone" behind her back to spend the sweet world of the two.

She is often briefly fostered in the neighbor's house next door, and she can be regarded as half of the child who grew up eating "100 family meals".

But she was a patient who had just been "sleeping" for several years, and she had just woken up and was about to start cooking dinner by herself.

Father Zhou's excitement came from afar, "the kid, let's go!"

After a few seconds, Father Zhou seemed to remember something, and said in a louder voice, "That foam~ There are all the ingredients in the refrigerator, just put it in that food processor." ”

Zhou Yimo, who thought that Zhou's father had a change of heart, rolled his eyes, took out the dantian qi, and yelled, "I know! You guys go to the cha fan! Leave me alone! I can still guarantee that I won't starve to death." ”

There was an element of anger in these words, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother heard it, the two looked at each other and smiled without speaking, packed up some things and went out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhou Yimo fumbled for an automatic cleaning button next to the bathtub, climbed out of the bathtub and got up to change clothes.

The room was still a little messy, and there were some documents on the desktop that she had just found scattered, and Zhou Yimo was too lazy to blow her hair, so she snorted a few handfuls with a towel and began to classify the things on the desktop.

Most of them are documents, and even some awards, Zhou Yimo has carefully read them one by one, and it seems that he can also trace the trajectory of his life.

Zhou Yimo coded these documents and put them in the desk cabinet, and there were only a few small books left on the desktop at the moment, which had not been sorted out.

Among them, there is a retro-style cowhide book that looks very familiar, the book is very thick, and the pages have been slightly yellowed and curly, but the cover is very clean, and it can even be seen that it has been carefully cared for.

This is her handbook.

Zhou Yimo does not have a good habit of keeping a diary, but she will carefully record some major events and interesting things that happen in her life.

The skin of this book is still customized by her in a cowhide craftsman.,Although it's called "custom",But in fact, the process of making the entire book cover is only 10 minutes.,From the amount of the book to the line cutting is very neat.。

This book is almost twice as thick as when she used it, and there are a lot of plastic bags in it, and the bags are full of movie tickets, concerts and tourist attraction tickets.

But when Zhou Yimo hastily opened it, she found that half of the handwriting on the back of the ledger was not left by herself.

Zhou Chengshan was not only a well-known Chinese painter before, but also a little involved in calligraphy, so when she was a child, when her classmates around her chose to sign up for various specialty spots, her father opened a small class for her every day with the ability to teach others.

Therefore, Zhou Yimo's thin gold body is very beautiful, and the pen font on the handbook is thin and powerful, but the handwriting behind this is definitely not left by her.

The extra content in the back is a travelogue of various cities, and the content of the record is not the sadness of the little girl's spring and autumn, but is as serious and rigorous as the experimental record.

The font does not have any calligraphy artistry at all, but there is nothing wrong with the words as the person, the font shape is atmospheric and clean, and the signature under each travelogue is one person - Jiang Chi.

Spring City, Taodu, Yangcheng, Lotus City, Tancheng, Flower City......

Some of these places she has visited, and some have been listed in her "future list", planning to visit these places one day sooner or later, but she didn't expect that now they have been realized by another person.

In the middle of the ledger is a leaf-shaped bookmark, and the handwriting on the left and right sides is contrasting.

At the beginning of the right side of the bookmark is written this sentence.

"Before you come back, let me walk these roads in your place. 」

The title of the travelogue is also very simple, the title of the trip to Yangcheng is "Yangcheng Trip", and then the date is in order, as well as the daily arrival location and phone bill, and the most other news is to record what you eat every day.

Some are well-known local restaurants, while others are "nameless" small shops.

What adds a little liveliness to these travelogues may be the interstellar rating under each restaurant.

There is a Yangcheng restaurant called Jiangdulong, which only received a comprehensive rating of 2.5 stars, and one of the dishes called "Jinsha Green Shrimp Intestines" only got one point.

- "Introduced by the Yangcheng taxi driver, it is said to be the most authentic Yangcheng morning refreshment, the appearance of the dishes is exquisite, there are many people in line, the dishes are salty, and the shrimp and shrimp lines are not clean, which is very poor!"

Looking at the exclamation mark immediately after the word "extremely poor", and the point that was poked down hard, Zhou Yimo could imagine Jiang Chi's frowning.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something funny, the corners of Zhou Yimo's mouth curled, and he took out his mobile phone to take a picture of this handbook in a relaxed mood, and took a separate "score" picture.

The fingertips paused on the screen for a few seconds, and Zhou Yimo, who was a little embarrassed to enter by voice, hesitated for a second, and then pressed the keys on the simulated keyboard on the screen again and again, and finally confirmed the sending of the message.

"Is it really that unpalatable?" Zhou Yimo, who watched the message being successfully sent, rubbed the screen of his mobile phone, and then looked down.

In addition to the dish of "Jinsha Green Shrimp Intestines", Jiang Chi also ordered "Soft Soaked Chicken Feet in Aged Vinegar", "Three-color Coconut Milk Cake", "Satay Money Belly", "Honey Sauce Barbecued Pork Bun", "Gold Medal Shrimp Dumplings......

The highest rating of these dishes is the "three-color coconut milk cake", as well as the "honey sauce barbecued pork bun", thinking of the plum fruit sauce that Jiang Chi chose when he paired the steak at noon, Zhou Yimo already had a little bit of a clear idea.

Jiang Chi's taste should be on the sweet side.

In two days, when Jiang Chi came over, she would be able to cook a few dishes with his appetite, hoping to barely compensate for the bowl of "big bowl of garlic noodles".

The smart phone on Zhou Yimo's wrist suddenly "buzzed" twice, and Jiang Chi's message had been replied at this moment.

"It's not very clean, it's not as good as what you make. ”

This time, Zhou Yimo's eyes widened slightly, she did know how to cook a few dishes, but this Yangcheng cuisine has never touched the field.

"Buzz", and a new text message came.

"It's okay, I'll do it, I'll go to your house early tomorrow, okay? I'll make it for you." ”

- Tomorrow?

Zhou Yimo looked at the mobile phone screen and silently spoke, tomorrow there will be Xiang Mengjia's family of three, but the dining table downstairs is enough for seven people to sit, and it is not impossible to come together.

But she still sent messages to Jiang Chi and Xiang Mengjia respectively to explain the situation, and both sides replied "yes" almost within five seconds.

Zhou Yimo suddenly thought of the problem that his username and password had become invalid on the "Bumblebee" website, so he sent a message to Xiang Mengjia about it.

After waiting for a few seconds, Xiang Mengjia's message was replied, and her lazy voice came from the smart device on her wrist, "No way, you also know that Bumblebee was also a not popular website a few years ago, and the website suddenly exploded a few years ago, and the number of user registrations came up sharply, but the technical staff of the website couldn't bear it, so they decided to clean up the zombie number......"

Having said that, it is already obvious that Zhou Yimo's registration number is the so-called "zombie number", but as for why the travelogue she wrote is still on it, it is unknown.

I don't know if the account can be retrieved, it's almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and the customer service is off work, so let's talk about it tomorrow.

Zhou Yimo sent a message to Jiang Chi, making an appointment to meet at eleven o'clock tomorrow, and instructed him not to bring vegetables over, Zhou Chengshan had already bought a lot, and the ingredients in the refrigerator were full.

Jiang Chi saw the newly received message and replied, "Got it." ”

After sending the message, he put the phone upside down on the table, and when he was about to speak, he turned the phone screen upside down, looked at it quietly for a few seconds to make sure there was no news, and then put the phone down, and glanced at the people at the table expressionlessly, ignoring their curious eyes, and said in a low voice, "Leave me alone, let's have a meeting." ”

Several middle-aged men at the conference table looked at each other angrily, but after hearing Jiang Chi speak, they only nodded, and continued to look at the conference projection.

Jiang Chi covered the thin lips with one hand, and the other hand tapped very lightly on the oak conference table.

Xie Ziang, who was sitting closest to Li Jiang Chi, squinted at him for a long time, and couldn't help but lean over, lowered his voice and squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Xiao Jiang Dong, don't hold back if you want to laugh, okay?"