Zhao Shinan asked, "How did she get it?"

The young grandmother didn't say. Jackal replied, "I think it must be a lot of work." This is the land of foreigners, not to mention making chicken soup, it is not easy to buy a bag of peppercorns. The things that foreigners eat are not the same as ours. ”

Zhao Shinan's heart trembled, and he didn't speak, yes, even jackal feathers can think of it, this bowl of chicken soup is not easy to come by. Zhao Shinan said to Jackal Yu: "Tomorrow, you tell her that the food box is broken, and let her stop doing it." ”

Jackal Yu responded with "good", took a box of medicine and handed it to Zhao Shinan: "This is also what the young grandmother asked me to give you, saying that it was prescribed by Doctor Yang." Zhao Shinan took the "um" sound, and the jackal feather retreated.

In the foreigner's hotel, the room was dimly lit, Zhao Shinan sat at the table in front of the window, and the wind blew the heavy curtains slightly turning, sending a burst of floral fragrance. Zhao Shinan drank the chicken soup one by one, but his heart was very blocked. After drinking half a bowl, his heart really began to ache, Zhao Shinan held his forehead, and took out the medicine handed to him by Fang Cai Yu and contained one, which tasted very prickly. His mind cleared up a little.

Love is a stumbling thing. If Du Heng had been ignoring him and annoying him, would his heart not be so uncomfortable? But the concern in this resentment was like a scratching cat, soft and flirtatious. She couldn't let it go, but she refused to accept it. What the hell should he do to get his Heng'er back to him. With everything, in exchange for her, he is also willing.

That night, Zhao Shinan still had a sleepless night.

Early the next morning, Jackal Yu handed Zhao Shinan's words to Du Heng, she was stunned for a moment, and asked Jackal Yu: "Can the thermos bucket be broken?

The jackal replied, "Drink." After a pause, he looked at Du Heng and said, "Actually, the young master is afraid of the trouble of the young grandmother, we all know that it is not more difficult to get food here than Yangzhou City." ”

Du Heng smiled faintly: "It's not troublesome." I borrowed the kitchen of the fair and can do it every day. You go back and tell him if there's anything you want to eat, just tell me. ”

Jackal Yu looked at Du Heng's departing back, and felt comfortable in his heart, the young grandmother deserves to be the young grandmother, although the woman who reads has a big temper, but there are many ways.

From that day on, Du Heng sent Zhao Shinan egg custard, pork rib soup, bird's nest and pear every once in a while, because the kitchen could only be used for one hour, it was too complicated to do, so he could only make some ordinary nourishing stews. Du Heng will not go in person, and will ask Jackal Yu to take it back. Zhao Shinan looked at the hard-won porridge and rice, and his heart became more and more colic. Everything tastes like this, and there are more different feelings in it than usual, and that taste is the treasure of Zhao Shinan's life.

Zhao Shinan wanted to meet Du Heng, but he didn't dare. He was afraid of breaking this easy-to-get tacit understanding and concern. At least now, in every meal, he can eat her strong feelings and wisps of heart. He was afraid of scaring her, and he didn't even have this distant sustenance.

And Zhao Shinan didn't know what to give Du Heng, sometimes when he went out for a walk, he would buy a foreigner's gadgets, dolls or something. Let the jackal feather give it to Du Heng, the jackal feather looked at Zhao Shinan: "Young master, you have a heart disease now, shouldn't you wander around?" Zhao Shinan suddenly forgot about this stubble, this is going to be sent out and it should be goof, fortunately, Jackal Yu reminded. Zhao Shinan put away all those things, saved them, and one day, he would give them away.

Two months have passed, and the days are so shallow, Du Heng cooks for Zhao Shinan every once in a while, and most of the time he brings it back with jackals. It's just that it's getting less frequent. Later, it was seven or eight days, and it was rare to do it once. Zhao Shinan sometimes really misses Du Heng, so he stays in the exhibition hall, just to secretly look at Du Heng. Occasionally, he would pretend to have something to do and rush to meet Du Heng, but before he could say a few words, Du Heng left in a hurry, leaving only Zhao Shinan scratching his heart. And Zhao Shinan's heart disease, with more and more praise from Cheng Yuejin in the exhibition, more and more orders, and had to be "cured", Zhao Shinan began to appear frequently in the exhibition hall.

The end of the Universal Exposition is approaching day by day. The exhibition areas of various countries have something refreshing, and the most eye-catching thing in the China Pavilion is Cheng Yuejin. Due to the concept of Zhao Shinan's overall layout, many media, including some foreign reporters, have reported that China's exhibition area is a gorgeous brocade, just like China's thousands of years of history, with magnificent magnificence, gentle and beautiful charm, ingenious subtlety, and mutual interest.

In particular, the most impressive thing for everyone is that Cheng Yuejin has been exhibited in the exhibition area for so long, and the location of the Chinese exhibition area is not good. But for so long, Cheng Yuejin and other silk products have not faded at all. This is something that no other exhibition area can do with silk. Whether it is Oriental or Italian or French, there is no exception to the fading phenomenon.

Silk can do this step, which is the greatest extreme. Even Du Heng was a little curious, and at the end of the display, he couldn't help but ask Jackal Yu: "But what accessories have been added?" Now it is getting more and more profitable, and it has not faded." ”

Jackal Yu smiled: "Only the young master knows about this." "Do you want to ask Zhao Shinan?" Du Heng pursed his lips and smiled. She won't go. She only described the situation in the Chinese exhibition area, especially Zhao Jiacheng Yuejin and other silk products, and wrote a draft and sent it back to China. After the publication of the popular newspaper, Cheng Yuejin's reputation in China has been greatly boosted.

The weather in Brussels is very good, the roads on both sides are from yellow to red, the sky is clear, and the sun is shining golden, swaying on this European city. The world-renowned Universal Exposition is coming to an end, and the most exciting thing before the closing is the award ceremony.

The day before the award, Du Heng, who had not cooked for Zhao Shinan for a long time, sent Zhao Shinan soup dumplings from Yangzhou. And that day, Zhao Shinan had also been busy with orders in the exhibition hall and was not in the hotel. When Du Heng sent it, he looked at Zhao Shinan's busy back and was stunned for a while.

After a long time, Zhao Shinan turned around and saw Du Heng standing at the door of the exhibition hall with a thermos bucket, his delicate figure was a little thin under the light. Zhao Shinan's heart fluttered, and he couldn't care about the matter at hand, strode over, and said softly: "Heng'er, here." ”

Du Heng nodded: "Are you done?" I brought you dinner. ”

Zhao Shinan's face showed a smile that was very incommensurate with him, without the smile of the city government, and the smile was very clean: "It's over." We went out to eat. Saying that, he walked out of the exhibition hall with Du Heng one after another.

It's still late summer in Brussels in September, and the weather is warm and pleasant. At the end of the lawn outside the pavilion, there is a row of benches under the street lamps, where you can sit and feel the breeze from the tide coming out of the Senna River.

Zhao Shinan opened the thermos bucket handed over by Du Heng, the soup bag, and Zhao Shinan's heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. On a rainy night many years ago, he bought soup dumplings from Yangzhou City for his little wife regardless of the wind and rain, and from that day on, he gradually got into the little girl's heart. Now, she made him soup dumplings instead, and his heart suddenly felt a little empty, is this repaying his affection? Zhao Shinan was a little flustered, and asked Du Heng: "Why do you think of doing this, it's very troublesome." ”

"Nothing. Du Heng smiled slightly, "Try to see if there is any flavor of Yangzhou? After eating enough, I will go to win the award tomorrow." ”

It turned out to be this meaning, Zhao Shinan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyebrows curled, and he raised his lips and smiled: "It doesn't matter if you win the award or not, it's just a matter of letting so many people see Cheng Yuejin." Let those with yellow hair know that it is still our Chinese-made brocade, which is not only beautiful, but also the most able to withstand the sun. As he spoke, he looked into the distance, and the corners of his lips twitched, "As for winning the award, you also know that it is not only the strength of the exhibits, but also the strength of the country." Let it be. ”

Du Heng pursed his lips and smiled slightly, what he said was good, the exhibits also need to look at the national strength. However, in the early months, the momentum of several media reports has pushed China's exhibits to the forefront of public opinion, and has invisibly put pressure on the Nanjing Nationalist Government. If such a powerful exhibit does not win the award, the government's face will be lost. Naturally, the official will come up with the idea of using diplomatic means to sweep away this factor of national strength.

Du Heng looked at Zhao Shinan's smiling eyebrows: "Don't worry, there will be honors." ”

Zhao Shinan looked at Du Heng smiling comfortably, the two bright pupils, like two bends of the crescent moon, couldn't help but look stupid, couldn't help but raise his hand and touched Du Heng's face again, but saw Du Heng's abrupt stop laughing, hurriedly stretched his hand into the thermos bucket, took out the soup bag and ate it, Du Heng stretched his eyebrows again, and asked softly: "Is it delicious?"

"Hmm. Zhao Shinan's heart was sour, and he handed one to Du Heng, "You taste it." "The two of them sat side by side in the moonlight and the breeze, eating the flavor of their hometown quietly in a small western town.

The Buddha said: With sentient beings, do happy things, don't ask whether it is a catastrophe or fate.

The award night of the World Exposition was grand and grand. The world's attention was struck, and the cameras of all newspapers were focused on that stage. One exhibit after another won honors, but the people standing on the stage were always white-skinned and blue-eyed people.

The name of "Cheng Yuejin" was broadcast in English, and the translation was repeated in Chinese, and Zhao Shinan was a little surprised, but not very surprised. His Cheng Yuejin deserves this honor. The commissioner accompanying the Nanjing government and Zhao Shinan stood on that international stage, Zhao Shinan wore a suit, but he was the only Chinese on that stage. He was twenty-seven years old.

The applause in the exhibition hall was very thin, because there were not many Chinese people attending the awards party. And the foreigners, to the Chinese at that time, were stingy with their applause.

But Zhao Shinan didn't care, on that stage, he smiled proudly. Because in the audience, there is a pair of eyes like autumn water, sharing his happiness and sharing his winning world, and in China, there are 40,000 people cheering and cheering for him.