At the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket......

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It was half past five, and it was time for the library to close. Cheng Wenjin and Wang Bo, who were sitting in the reading room chatting, were unaware and chatted excitedly.

Cheng Wenjin hasn't had this kind of "reading exchange meeting" with someone for a long time. Among the seven or eight staff members of the library, she has the highest level of education, and the rest are either secondary school students or high school students. What she and her colleagues can talk about is basically some family trivialities, all kinds of gossip about the east and west. In this regard, Cheng Wenjin is not very interested.

Husband Liang Jingquan is a cultural person, but the older he gets, the more he likes classical Chinese culture, such as "Dream of Red Mansions", "Golden Vase Plum" and the like. And these "feudal dross", Cheng Wenjin doesn't like to watch them. The times are too far away, and the worldview and outlook on life conveyed in the book are difficult to resonate with her spirit. Moreover, couples who have been married for more than ten years are too familiar with each other and have no freshness. This freshness is not only present in the physical and sexual aspects, but also in the spiritual communication. The deep-level spiritual exchanges between the two can be said to be none, and some of them are similar to the topics that have been launched between colleagues, such as oil, salt, firewood, rice, sauce, vinegar and tea, and other mundane things.

And Wang Bo is not to mention.

After being reborn, face anyone, including his uncle Dawn De. The parents of several second-generation officials, although polite on the surface, are only promised. But I don't think much of what these people have said. Moreover, these people in the officialdom are interested in their work, career, future, and even the country's major policies. The situation in the world ...... Where will you be interested in something novel, musical.

Two people, one is a bosom friend who is hard to find. One is that opponents are difficult to find, and many topics of interest to both sides are somewhat endless as soon as they unfold. The two started talking about the book "The Great Gatsby", and then went back to school. In love. Wang Bo's rice noodle shop was locked in these life affairs, and soon after, he returned to the book "The Great Gatsby", and then extended to the whole American literature, with great interest and unabated interest, until at least a quarter of an hour after the closing time, a staff member in charge of closing couldn't wait to go home and ask Cheng Wenjin for instructions. The two of them returned to reality from the hot chat that no one else was around.

"Ah, it's almost six o'clock? Xiao Zhang, let's leave. Cheng Wenjin came back to his senses, glanced at the silver watch on his left wrist, and said to the staff in front of him with a slight apology.

Wang Bo also pretended to look at his watch, and then pretended to be surprised, and hurriedly stood up and put the three books in place.

When Wang Bo left to return the books on the shelf, Cheng Wenjin wanted to flip through Wang Bo's notebook. After a deep chat with the "little guy" that can be regarded as "heart-to-heart" to some extent, she has no doubt that the other party is really writing a novel. Now she was only interested in the novel itself written by the other party, and wanted to see what kind of work this insightful, unusually intelligent and precocious boy could write. Cheng Wenjin hesitated for a while, and the hand in his heart also stretched and contracted, but in the end, reason prevailed over emotion and suppressed the increasingly intense curiosity in his heart.

After returning the book, Wang Bo picked up his schoolbag at the storage place in the library, and walked out of the library with Cheng Wenjin and walked towards the carport.

The winter night came early, and even though it was only six o'clock, the sky outside was already getting dark. The sun was completely invisible, long since sunk into the western sky, leaving only a faint, orange-red afterglow to reveal its existence to the human world.

They each picked up their bicycles at the carport, and the two of them pushed the cart towards the library gate. Throughout the afternoon with Cheng Wenjin, Wang Bo's mood was in a state of excitement, and in the face of the upcoming separation, he was a little reluctant, and the ghost sent a god to Cheng Wenjin beside him and said:

"Aunt Cheng, it's time for dinner, why don't we find a place and I'll treat you to a light meal?"

Wang Bo's invitation made Cheng Wenjin feel very surprised, she always invited juniors to dinner, and no juniors would invite her to dinner. Cheng Wenjin paused for a moment and said with a smile: "You invite me? Do you have money?"

Wang Bo's invitation to Cheng Wenjin for dinner was just a hot-headed casual remark. After saying that, I understood that the other party, as a good wife and mother, was going home to cook for her husband and daughter after work, where would she "fool around" with him who had nothing to worry about? But Cheng Wenjin's answer made Wang Bo see a glimmer of possibility, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart. Wang Bo looked at Cheng Wenjin beside him and said proudly:

"Aunt Cheng, you probably don't know that I'm like you, and I also earn a salary, right? The establishment of the rice noodle shop has nothing to do with my advice and guidance, so although I haven't done much since the start of school, as the entrepreneurial veteran of the rice noodle shop and the chief designer of the future development, I still have a clear conscience to receive a salary equivalent to that of the store manager. ”

"What, you are the chief designer of your rice noodle shop? Didn't your mother build that rice noodle shop?" Cheng Wenjin said in surprise. She still remembers the first time she went to the old store of "Zeng's Sister-in-law's Rice Noodles" to eat rice noodles, the poster on the wall of the store, which introduced the origin of "Zeng's Sister-in-law Rice Noodles" in Chinese and English.

"Hehe, Aunt Cheng, forgive me for selling it first. When it's time to eat, I'll tell you the story and the real origin of the back of 'Sister-in-law Zeng's rice noodles', okay?" Wang Bo grinned.

Cheng Wenjin hesitated.

If it weren't for something happening at home in the past few days, she would definitely refuse without hesitation, and go home directly after work to cook for her husband and daughter. However, just last Sunday, she and her husband Liang Jingquan had a quarrel over a trivial matter, and her mother was implicated because of this, so she left the Quartet early and returned to the magic capital by train. As a result, Cheng Wenjin is quite angry with Liang Jingquan, and has been in a cold war with the other party for the past two days. She used to go home to cook every day at noon and night, but she also changed her past and didn't want to cook anymore, and most of her three meals a day were solved outside. She also told Liang Ya not to go home these days and eat in the school cafeteria temporarily.

If Wang Bo is not invited today, she will probably find a small restaurant to make do with it like yesterday, and then go home after eating.

"Wang Bo, when you say that, I'm a little interested. But you don't have to treat yourself. Although the aunt has little money, she has not yet fallen to the point where she needs a child to be treated. Didn't I say I was going to invite you to dinner last time? Okay, Auntie will treat you to a light meal tonight. Cheng Wenjin hesitated slightly, then nodded and agreed. It's better to pick up the day than to hit the sun, since you met it today, let's fulfill the promise I made to this little guy last time. Cheng Wenjin is unwilling to owe anyone favors.

Wang Bo was overjoyed when he saw that Cheng Wenjin agreed to have dinner with him, and he couldn't wait to cheer twice on the spot. Wang Bo immediately said excitedly, "Okay, Aunt Cheng." Can you eat spicy? If you can eat spicy, let's go to the beautiful frog fish head hot pot near the Jinqiao Hotel. I've been there a few times and it tastes very good. ”

"Auntie, although I am not a native of Sifang, I have lived in Sifang for more than ten years. Do you think I'll eat spicy food?" Cheng Wenjin glanced at Wang Bo and said.

"OK, great. Then let's go to the east of the city now. Wang Boyang snapped his fingers to the sky.

So, the two began to ride in the direction of the east of the city. The library is in the west of the city, the Jinqiao Hotel is in the east of the city, and it takes about ten minutes to ride a bicycle.

About a quarter of an hour later, the "Red Dragonfly Beauty Frog Fish Head Hot Pot" mentioned by Wang Bo arrived. locked the car on the sidewalk in front of the store, Wang Bo took the lead and led Cheng Wenjin into the store. At this time, it is the peak time for dinner, and the hot pot restaurant is full of customers and very crowded.

A waiter came to greet him, and Wang Bo hurriedly asked if there was a place. The waiter said that there was no place in the lobby, and there was only one private room left. Wang Bo immediately asked the waiter to lead the way, and he asked for a private room.

After the two arrived at the private room under the guidance of the waiter, the waiter asked Wang Bo to go to the back kitchen to weigh the beautiful frog fish head.

"Aunt Cheng, you sit down first, and I'll weigh the head of the beautiful frog fish. Do you like to eat more beautiful frogs or fish heads?" Before weighing the scales, Wang Bo asked Cheng Wenjin.

"Either way. It's up to you. Cheng Wenjin said with a smile.

"Okay!" Wang Bo nodded, and then walked out of the private room.

Wang Bo went to the back kitchen to weigh the scales, but Cheng Wenjin, who was sitting in the private room, set off a wave of curiosity in his heart:

How could this boy the same size as his own daughter be so sensible and well-behaved? His daughter is also obedient and sensible, but when he is with adults and comes to an occasion like a restaurant, the most normal and natural reaction is to wait for the arrangement and Zhang Luo of the adults, holding chopsticks, knocking on the table, waiting for the arrival of delicious food.

What surprised and puzzled Cheng Wenjin the most was that the other party's words and deeds, every move, were all natural, almost out of instinct, and there was no deliberateness or artificiality at all, indicating that this little guy is usually like this.

This kind of treating, this kind of compassion and walking, where did he learn it?

Cheng Wenjin put his face on his hand and fell into a short period of contemplation. (To be continued.) )