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Over there, the people from the designer and the construction party were already walking back, shouting at them from afar: "Manager Han, it's noon, just have lunch in the village?"

Manager Han glanced at Luo Shen, intending to ask for her opinion.

Luo Shen nodded, "Of course it's good to be able to eat in the village." I would also like to take a walk around this village to learn more about it. ”

While talking, I saw an old man and a young man walking over next to him, the old one was probably a grandmother, sixty or seventy years old, and the younger one was only five or six years old.

Luo Shen also smiled and beckoned to the child.

"My grandfather has cooked the meal, and asked grandma to come and call you to eat. The little grandson endorsed it, and glanced at his grandmother after speaking.

Grandma smiled and nodded, her eyes full of anticipation, "Yes, come on, you just entered the village and the old man went to catch chickens." ”

Luo Shen glanced at Manager Han and said in a low voice: "You feel it carefully and record all this, I think it will be helpful for your plan." ”

Then she turned and walked towards the old man, "Okay, thank you grandpa and mother-in-law, then we will disturb you." ”

The old man's home is in the east of the village, and there is a rather large yard, but unfortunately it is a little dilapidated, but the half-wooden building and half-flat house structure is quite ancient.

"Our family name is Han, and half of the village is surnamed Han," as soon as everyone entered the courtyard gate, the old master greeted him and introduced himself with a happy smile, "The house is dilapidated, please don't dislike it." ”

Han Jingqiu hurriedly showed that he was also surnamed Han, and successfully climbed his family with the old man.

Luo Shen heard that the old man surnamed Han was an educated person, and he spoke in a very orderly manner, perhaps he was the representative of the village.

"Grandpa Han, why don't you repair the house at home?" Walking through the courtyard to the large living room of the main house, Luo Shen had already seen his house along the way, and asked the doubts in his heart, "Such a good house, it must be very beautiful to repair." ”

The meal was placed in the hall, and Grandpa Han asked the guests to sit down, and then sighed: "The sons and daughters-in-law all went to work in the city to make money to repair the house, but now they have two children to raise, and the house can only be repaired later." ”

The chicken soup made by Grandpa Han is a pure farmhouse taste, and a few wild vegetables are paired with hot pot, perhaps everyone is hungry and eats very deliciously.

Luo Shen was the first to put down his chopsticks and whispered to Manager Han: "This, you can also write it down." Later you will take pictures of his house and the house, especially the structure of the half-floor over there. Then we went to look at the rest of the village. ”

Han Jingqiu couldn't keep up with her train of thought, so he could only nod, and he was becoming more and more curious about the young general manager's secretary.

Suddenly, the question asked by a person next to him caught Luo Shen's attention.

"Grandpa Han, thank you very much for lunch, take the liberty to ask, why did you think of cooking and inviting us to eat?" The question was Lin Xiao, a young designer from the design side.

Luo Shen also wanted to know the answer, because it seemed that this family was not rich.

Grandpa Han sighed again, "I grabbed this meal with the old Han next door, I hope you will start work quickly, I will call my children back, anyway, they are all working on the construction site, and it is better to run all the way to the city at the door of the house." ”

Lin Xiao let out a long "oh-" sound, looked at the people from the construction party next to him, and said with a smile: "Grandpa's problem is very practical, it seems that you don't have to worry about the problem of migrant workers." ”

Luo Shen nodded slowly, glanced at Han Jingqiu, Manager Han hurriedly took out his pen again, and said with a smile: "I know, I have to write it down." ”

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Mo Sichen looked at the calendar on his phone, remembering that there seemed to be an itinerary arranged today, although he was still in the hospital and couldn't go anywhere, he still had to understand what work he had delayed.

Finger pressed the address book shortcut dial key 9, and the number that came out was "Secretary Luo". This Secretary Luo has been quiet for two days, which is really unaccustomed to him.

The phone was connected, and the voice on the other end seemed a little empty, and he greeted him softly: "Hello, general manager." ”

He sensitively felt that there was alienation in this greeting, and this kind of politeness also made him a little unaccustomed, and asked sullenly: "It seems that I have arranged a trip to Chunxi today, what time has it been changed?"

"General manager, I'm in Chunxi now, the work has been completed, I just had dinner, and now I'm ready to go back. Secretary Luo's voice was smooth and did not fluctuate.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Mo Sichen frowned, the secretary felt very bad out of control.

But she was still neither humble nor arrogant, "General manager, rest assured, I know the meaning and all the contents of your trip, and I have taken care of everything." I'll find time to report back to you all. ”

Really out of control, he crawled his short hair in distress, "Come to the hospital in the afternoon." Then, somewhat depressed, he hung up the phone.

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Luo Shen put his mobile phone in his coat pocket, continued to walk on the village road, passing in front of the characteristic farmhouse courtyards, those green vegetables in the courtyard added a little vitality to the winter depression, and it was refreshing and soothing to the eyes.

The general manager's mood on the phone just now didn't seem to be very good, and it was worrying.

"Come to the hospital in the afternoon. He said it. In this way, he has no intention of being discharged from the hospital.

Her hands clenched unconsciously in her pockets, and her phone was warmed up by her grip, vibrating in her hands.

The caller was still him, her wayward general manager.

She glanced at Han Jingqiu, who was taking pictures with a camera next to her, and walked a few steps to a tree a little farther away before she opened the call, and called softly: "General manager." ”

"What did Secretary Luo eat at noon today?" he asked a headless and brainless sentence.

Luo Shen decided not to think about anything else, and followed his words and answered truthfully, "A grandfather surnamed Han invited us all to lunch, killed a chicken, the stewed chicken soup was delicious, and there was a wild vegetable hot pot. ”

"But I haven't eaten yet," his voice became even more muffled, "The food they brought is really inedible, I can't eat, what should I do, Secretary Luo, am I sick like this?"

Luo Shen didn't know how to answer for a while, and wanted to say that he was already sick, but the experience at noon that day told her that the word illness was a topic he didn't want to talk about.

So, she put her worries out of her mind, and said lightly: "General manager, please think like this, eating is to be discharged from the hospital faster." If you think about the people around you who care about you and love you, you have to eat well in order not to worry them. ”

"Are you counted?" he asked suddenly, "are you among those who care about me?"

A burst of heartache suddenly hit, Luo Shen leaned against the tree, closed his eyes, thought for a few seconds, and his voice became softer and gentler, "The general manager doesn't need to ...... My concern. Saying this made her heart tingle, but she didn't want to avoid it, and this pain made her know herself more clearly.

The other end was silent, and the constant twitching of her heart made her want to hang up the phone, but the sound of the gentle breathing on the other end made it impossible for her to keep the phone out of her ears.

"What if, I say," he said slowly, "what do I need?"

Someone in the distance was calling Manager Han and said loudly that he was going to get in the car and go back.

She hurriedly said, "General manager, we're going to get in the car and set off." I'm going to report to you at four o'clock in the afternoon, I'm sorry, I'll hang up first. ”

I hung up first.

This is really unlucky. While walking towards the car, Luo Shen thought.

"Whose call did Secretary Luo answer, did you have a pleasant chat?" Manager Han asked, looking at Secretary Luo's face with inquiring eyes.

Luo Shen just smiled hastily and didn't speak, pulled the door and got into the car.

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Lan Ruojie returned to the ward again, and when she saw that there was no sign of eating the food on the table, she was extremely annoyed, and said to her son who was standing by the window in a daze: "Si Chen, these are all bought by me on your behalf, why don't you eat a bite?"

Mo Sichen looked back at his mother, "Maybe the restaurant has changed its chef, the taste is different from before, and I really can't eat it." ”

Lan Ruojie was sad and bored, and cleaned up the meal that had been cold for a long time, "I'll go home and cook it for you now, I knew that I wouldn't listen to you like this, and I made it at home and brought it to you." ”

"Mom, I'm not hungry. The son turned around and walked over, took the lunch box from his mother's hand, "Keep it, I'll ask the nurse to warm it up for me later." ”

How could he not know what his mother had worried about him in the past few days, he also hated his willfulness, such willfulness has become strange in the past few days, and he always hopes to get attention, although everyone in the family is paying attention to him, including Ye Jiamei.

But none of this seems to make him feel at ease, and for such unease makes him full of apologies to his family, just like now, how can he let his mother come all the way home to cook for him and send them again, not to mention that these unpalatable meals are bought by himself by ordering the name of the store and the name of the dish by his mother.

He suddenly understood that all he missed was a bowl of yellow pumpkin porridge. He didn't know why he liked the food, did it start with a night when he was pulled into a night market shop, or if it started with a half-price supper?

He lowered his eyes and grabbed his mother's hand, "Mom, I'm much better, you can go back and rest and bring me dinner." ”

Lan Ruojie looked up at her son, who was half a head taller than her, and raised her hand to touch his cheek, which had been rapidly losing weight in the past few days, and was very distressed, "Si Chen, you are very wrong today, is there something wrong?"

The son shook his head, "It's nothing." Mom will make me chicken soup at night, no oil. ”

The mother went with a little satisfaction.

Mo Sichen began to look at his watch non-stop, feeling that it was too long to get away from four o'clock, and he was a little depressed and a little stunned for no reason.

Then, he spent an afternoon hanging on a drip and couldn't sleep, and to his surprise, it was almost four o'clock when Lei Ting actually came.

At this time, the presence of Deputy Mayor Lei was not very popular, Mo Sichen greeted Lei Ting with a wry smile, and showed the hand that was hanging the bottle to say that it was inconvenient to get out of bed to greet him.

"I'm done early today," said Retin, looking very happy, "and the secretaries promised not to call me again." So I'm coming over to see you, how's it going, when can I be discharged?"