Chapter 431: The Money Is Gone
Song Yiyi glanced at the people around her, all of them had expressions of approval: "Then two meat dishes." ”
Then, he took out a small bag of tea leaves from his cloth pocket: "Brother, it's tea leaves, to relieve your oiliness." ”
Song Zi'an took it and put it directly in his trouser pocket.
Bai Feng said: "Yiyi, you don't need to bring tea in the future." We are short of oil and water in our stomachs, and if we use this tea to scrape, the meal we finally ate will have no effect!"
Jiang Xinyong continued: "You took it from home, Luo ...... There is not much welfare tea sent out every month, so stay at home and drink it slowly. ”
Song Yiyi was also refreshed: "Okay, next time I won't bring tea, you won't need it anyway." ”
"Then I'll leave, brother, you send me!"
Song Zi'an snorted, and then looked at Wang Gang and He Xiaolong.
He Xiaolong waved his hand: "Send it to the gate, and go back to the dormitory immediately." Sister Yiyi, I won't send you. ”
Song Yiyi waved goodbye to the three instructors, followed Song Zi'an, Jiang Xinyong and Bai Feng, and walked out of the dormitory.
Song Zi'an and Jiang Xinyong, one carrying a cloth pocket in his hand, Bai Feng followed with his hands empty.
Walking slowly all the way, Song Yiyi seized the time and asked about the situation of the three of them in the military academy, after all, some things are not good to say in front of outsiders.
Walking around the corner, Song Yiyi took out three vials and handed them to the three of them: "This is trauma medicine, which is effective for your bruises during training." The specific usage, my brother knows. ”
Song Zi'an quickly put the vial into his trouser pocket: "I will tell the two of them how to use this medicine." ”
Jiang Xinyong and Bai Feng moved equally quickly, putting away the vial. Since Song Yiyi didn't give them this medicine when she ate just now, of course she didn't want others to know.
A warm smile appeared in the eyes of the two, but they did not thank Song Yiyi in any way.
Approaching the gate, Jiang Xinyong suddenly said: "Yiyi, one day when we have a holiday, please go and eat Lijia cuisine." ”
Bai Feng echoed: "I'll invite you with your third brother." ”
Song Yiyi tilted her head, the corners of her mouth curled: "Of course it's good! But Lijia cuisine has to be reserved, how do you operate?"
Then he waved his hand: "Don't worry, I've been in the capital for at least four years!"
Jiang Xinyong and Bai Feng glanced at each other, they had to do it during the summer vacation at the latest, when had they ever done something so unsuccessful!
Song Yiyi walked out of the gate of the school, waved goodbye to Song Zi'an, Jiang Xinyong and Bai Feng, and walked unhurriedly to the bus stop.
On the way, someone looked at her from time to time, such a slender girl, carrying two big cloth pockets, was really incongruous.
Song Yiyi didn't care, stood at the bus stop, calmly waiting for the car home.
Besides, Song Zi'an, while walking to the dormitory, explained to Jiang Xinyong and Bai Feng the use of the trauma medicine that his sister gave them. The two of them knew Yiyi's medical skills, so they listened very carefully.
Before entering the dormitory building, Song Zi'an's explanation happened to be completed. The three of them went upstairs as if nothing had happened, and entered room 218.
The other five people in the same dormitory raised their eyes to the three in unison. Then everyone's eyes were focused on the lunch box in Song Zi'an's hand.
Song Zi'an suddenly felt that the lunch box in his hand was a little hot, and just as he was about to speak, he saw two figures rushing towards him.
Song Zi'an reflexively pulled out of the way, and Jin Youfa, who was in the air, shouted: "Give me the beef pie!"
Xiang Dongfang, who also threw himself in the air, said dissatisfiedly: "Give it to you, others still have to eat!" Zi'an, give it to me, I'll share the pie for everyone." ”
Lei Ting slapped the table: "Lao Xiang, you dare to go wild when you come to our dormitory!" Zi'an, give me the pie, and I'll share it." Didn't I share the apple last time, but this time I will divide it, to ensure fairness!"
When Song Zi'an heard this, he declared: "I have to say in advance that there are two beef pies in the lunch box......" pulled a long tone, and saw that Thunder had already come over, and then continued: "And a lunch box of sweet and sour pork ribs!"
At this moment, even Fang Quhe stood up: "Old Song, your sister is too good." Ribs, my love!"
Thunder took the lunch box and put it on the table in the middle of the dormitory. In the eyes of everyone, he opened the lid of the lunch box, then took out a fruit knife, moved the pie to the lid of the lunch box, and began to divide the pie.
As he divided, he said, "You have all eaten, and now there are six people in this room waiting to be tasted, two pies, and one and a third." Do you have any comments?"
Tang Jijun took the lead in responding: "No comment!"
Others chimed in.
Bai Feng raised his eyebrows: "You guys are really good, just get rid of us like this!"
Xiao Weiqing said seriously: "Of course, you all ate just now, and you ate more, why do you want to share it with you!"
Jin Youfa had already stretched out his hand and pinched a pie: "Old eight, if you don't want to eat it, give me your share." ”
Xiao Weiqing frowned: "Everyone has it, why do you eat me!"
Xiang Dongfang laughed while eating: "If you go on, if you don't do it, I'm afraid you really won't have to eat!"
Xiao Weiqing saw that there was only one beef pie left on the lid of the lunch box, so he quickly picked it up and started eating.
Jin Youfa muttered: "It's almost, hey, the pie ran away." ”
Xiao Weiqing glared at him, it seemed that he was not talking, but really wanted to do that.
Then he was forced to speed up his chewing. The reason is simple, others have already taken out their chopsticks and picked up the ribs one after another.
Even if he once despised their gluttony, it didn't mean that the food was current, and he would ignore it!
Song Zi'an glanced at his watch, it was still early, and he planned to take a nap for half an hour.
When everyone snatched up all the sweet and sour pork ribs and was about to express their gratitude to Song Zi'an, they found that he had fallen asleep in bed.
At this time, Song Yiyi had already gotten on the bus.
Because it's a Sunday, there are a lot of people traveling, and the buses are inevitably crowded.
The two big cloth pockets in Song Yiyi's hands look quite scary, but in fact, the lunch boxes are empty, so the portions are very light.
Song Yiyi stood on the bus, watching the changing street scene outside the car window with relish as the bus moved.
Suddenly, "My money is gone!", attracting the eyes of everyone on the bus to the middle of the bus.
Song Yiyi saw an old lady in her sixties, anxiously rummaging through all her pockets, looking for the missing money.
The old lady's voice was very anxious: "This is my wife's illness and she wants to be hospitalized, and I took the hospitalization money from home!"
A middle-aged woman around persuaded her: "Don't worry, you can look for it again, whether it was left at home and didn't bring it out, or in which pocket you put it, you didn't find it just now, or ...... You've lost your money!"