Ding Lan, who was not far away, also saw Zhao Zejun, knew that he was coming, and was mentally prepared, but when he saw him, he was obviously happy, said a few words to the doctor, and then nodded goodbye and strode towards Zhao Zejun.

Seeing Ding Lan again, it can be clearly found that her whole complexion is not the same as before, and her face is a little more flushed. I don't know if it's Zhao Zejun's illusion, he took off his usual professional attire in Shanghe, and only wore a very ordinary sportswear flat shoes, plain face to the sky, but between walking, there are some vitality that only girls have.

"Not bad. Zhao Zejun tilted his head slightly to look at her, and said with a smile: "Anyway, people are a lot younger." ”

"I'm not old. Ding Lan pursed her lips and smiled, took Zhao Zejun's arm, and said, "You haven't eaten yet, Western or Chinese?"

"Chinese food bar. Zhao Zejun said.

Ding Lan is not hospitalized, and rents a small second-floor villa with a yard in Toronto: this kind of house is called a villa in China, and there are actually many such communities in Canada, where there are 'townhouse' villas on both sides, and the two ends of the block are closed, which is a small kingdom inside.

It is only a twenty-minute drive from the hospital, located in the middle and upper neighborhoods of Toronto, with good security around, and most of the people who live nearby are the local middle class, lawyers, doctors, white-collar workers and small business owners of large companies.

In capitalist countries, the supremacy of money, the class division of Chiguoguo, the same city, different neighborhoods, are completely two worlds, the rich area is heaven, and the poor area is not an exaggeration to say that it is hell, at least the edge of hell. In any city in China, at least there will be no terrible incident of being robbed or even shot while walking on the street in broad daylight, and it is useless to even call the police, while in the poor areas of the West, the safety of life and property is not guaranteed during the daytime, and the distribution of police resources is very scarce.

However, in many big cities, in addition to the poor and rich areas, there is a very special area, this area is not as clean and quiet as the rich area, very lively, although the alleys are numerous, three religions and nine streams coexist, but it is not as dangerous as the poor area, and the law and order is quite good.

Chinatown.

Canada is a country of immigrants, with more than 20% of the number of Chinese, the largest colored people in the region, with huge economic power and a certain political status, and Canada has also had a Chinese governor. Nominally, of course, all citizens of Canada must swear allegiance to the King of England.

The place to eat is one of the five major Chinatown districts in Toronto, and it is also one of the earliest Chinatown districts, which has existed in the 40s of the last century, when the suburbs, after more than half a century of urban construction, are now well-deserved and prosperous areas of Toronto.

Just one street away, walking into this Chinatown district, Zhao Zejun's eyes lit up.

Most of the people walking on the street are black-eyed and yellow-skinned, and there are all kinds of signboards with traditional Chinese characters written on the side of the road, some of which are also added in English, French and even Japanese and Korean.

In the center of the street, there stands an urban complex with a golden traditional Chinese signboard that reads 'Longhua Shopping Center'.

A newly opened tea restaurant was noisy at the door, and two majestic lions were picking greens, welcoming a crowd of onlookers.

Coming here is like coming to the downtown streets of Kowloon, Hong Kong.

"The early immigrants to Canada were basically Cantonese people in coastal areas, and the status of Cantonese people in Chinese areas all over the world is very high, so it is not an exaggeration to say that this is Xiaoxiangjiang. This Hualong Center, I heard that it was built in imitation of the Kowloon Shopping Center in Xiangjiang, and it is all madeinchina. ”

There is a row of restaurants along the street on the first floor of Hualong Center, among which there are many well-known famous restaurants in Xiangjiang, there are backbone hot pots, big happy restaurant chains, Ding Lan is about to come here often, familiar with the road to find a restaurant called 'Shunde Long Restaurant', there is a 'century-old shop, hometown flavor' signboard hanging at the door.

The store has a strong Xiangjiang tea restaurant characteristics, crowded but very tidy, a strong atmosphere of life, very down-to-earth. There were seven or eight tables of customers in the store, most of whom were Chinese, and two white policemen were in the position near the door, each with a bowl of barbecued pork rice and a glass of orange juice.

The ordering waiter was a forty-year-old aunt, and when she saw Ding Lan coming, she smiled and said hello in Chinese with a strong accent.

The group was divided into two tables, and Ding Lan and his assistant had a bowl of fish ball powder for each person, but in front of Andre, there was a full table.

"Boss, Asian food is really delicious, but unfortunately the portions are very small. "A bowl of fish ball powder was in Andrei's mouth, almost 'drinking', and it was gone after a few sips of his head up, grinning like a bear.

"If it's delicious, you can eat more and be full. Zhao Zejun hugged the shrimp wonton noodles in front of him and ate a shrimp wonton, the filling is large and thin, the entrance is fragrant and fresh, compared with the ones often eaten in China, this overseas snack bar is more authentic, worthy of the old shop.

chatted while eating, and talked about Ding Lan's 'problem'.

"After the consultation, the doctors agreed that I was fine. Ding Lan said.

"Huh?" Zhao Zejun was stunned.

"Conception itself is a chance, besides, I have not really wanted to have children for so many years, according to the doctor's words, the vitality of the egg is not strong enough, but it is not enough to cause a complete inability to get pregnant, so it is necessary to recuperate the body, strengthen exercise and diet. ”

Ding Lan said, snorting very dissatisfiedly: "Those old Chinese medicine doctors in China have fooled me for so many years, what kind of palace cold, this thing is cold, can it still be measured with a thermometer?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine has the doorway of traditional Chinese medicine, and Western medicine has the methods of Western medicine, but it cannot be beaten to death with a stick. Zhao Zejun smiled and said: "I understand it, just like a child who is not in good health, although it is very difficult to run a marathon, but after systematic training and recovery, it is still possible, the champion has no hope, and it is not a big problem to run the whole course." ”

"Of course, there's also the question of chance, and it's up to God to bless. Ding Lan said.

God probably doesn't care about these things. Zhao Zejun pointed to his nose and said with a smile: "This is my jurisdiction, the key is that I sell harder." No, I've delivered food to foreign countries. ”

Assistant He Xiaoli pursed her lips and smiled, Ding Lan took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, and quickly handed over a meaningful wink, I am afraid that there will be a fierce battle tonight.

However, there is such a thing as fighting, why do you have to wait until the evening? Zhao Zejun was surrounded by beautiful women, but it was inconvenient to start, and after many days, he finally met a good opponent who could fight with confidence.

As soon as he finished settling the bill, two young men with shaved boards ran in at the door.

As soon as these two people came in, the pair of police partners sitting at the door immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands and stared at them with some vigilance.

The two didn't look at the police, their eyes swept in the store, and they walked straight towards Zhao Zejun.

Andre stood up and stood between them and Zhao Zejun.

The two stopped, and one of them, in a relatively standard Chinese language, asked politely: "Are you Mr. Zhao Zejun from the mainland?"