For the criminal conglian, spring and summer are divided by a large number of crayfish on the market.

In fact, he doesn't have any fine requirements for food, and he usually makes do with Lin Chen often instant noodles and takeout.

But just like Lin Chen's insistent request for breakfast, he also has a fanatical love for crayfish.

Thirteen spices are OK, and steamed shrimp is also good, but only spicy crayfish is the king of shrimps.

And in a year, there are only one or two months of crayfish to reach the peak of shrimp sheng, so on the weekend, drive 100 kilometers to Yongchuan to eat crayfish for two days, which is not too much.

When he and Lin Chen proposed this, they had just walked out of the unit's office building.

"Let's go, then." Lin Chen replied.

The dynasty followed and cheered.

Xing Conglian looked at the burning clouds in the sky, and felt that the weather was really pleasant.

When you go out, you don't need to prepare at all, you can get to Yongchuan with one foot on the accelerator, and the sky is not completely dark when you arrive.

Of course, there is no need to pretend to be forced and there is no need to slap the face this time, so they plan to find a place to live not far from Yongchuan University.

Cohen may not even order a takeout at a suburban hotel, except for the comfort of the bed, which is really not attractive.

However, when getting off the highway, Xing Conglian still asked Lin Chen's opinion.

Lin Chen turned on his mobile phone, and directly picked a quick hotel 500 meters away from Yexiao Street according to the rating, and when he placed the order, Wang Chao was still shouting in the back seat, "Why do you need Brother Ah Chen's hand to check things, what is my status?"

Lin Chen turned his head and asked him if he had any other ideas, such as that they could also live near the children's park......

Wang Dynasty thought seriously about this proposal, but in the end, the love of spicy crayfish still prevailed.

This is not the end, probably Lin Chen's question evokes what memories of the dynasty, The little ghost began to babble about the bittersweet memories.

"Back then, really, the most bitter time, we ate canned soybeans for three months, and our farts tasted like that."

"There is also raw camel meat in the desert, and the taste is called a pervert."

"When the boss said that he was going to retire and return to China, I cried and fainted, great, I don't have to eat pizza every day It's a fairy day!"

The more Wang Dynasty talked, the more outrageous it became, and he even asked Lin Chen for a handful of snot and tears in the lobby of the express hotel to tell Lin Chen about the first time he ate spicy crab and cried.

"I hugged the table and refused to leave, and the boss lied to me that Merlin also had it, and it was better than this! Later I found out it was a scam, a complete scam! ”

"That's it!"

In the elevator, although Lin Chen's face was calm, Xing Conglian finally couldn't help but stop the dynasty, "I didn't compensate you later!" ”

"Wow, boss, do you have to compensate for eating lamb stew for a month, Merlin, tropical, hot day, mutton stew, I!"

"What's the matter, what are you dissatisfied with, the stew is still airlifted domestically."

"But the dipping sauce, the key is that the Merlin mutton dipping sauce is still sweet, so let's say that it is not perverted!"

"Perverted."

When the elevator arrived, Lin Chen, who had been putting his hands in his pockets, said leisurely beside him.

The torturer was stunned and slowly turned his head.

"It's too much to eat beans for three months."

Get out of the elevator and enter the corridor, Lin Chen said again.

When Wang Chao heard this, he almost choked up and hugged his thighs.

"Whatever you want to eat in the past two days, your boss will pay."

Lin Chen brushed the door open and made a final decision.

The dynasty is like getting the Danshu iron coupon, and it is like sending the mountain to call long live.

In order to show his support for his brother Ah Chen, Wang Chao immediately turned around and said that he would go to Wang Ji Spicy Shrimp to wait in line, and disappeared within three seconds.

Lin Chen entered the room and opened the window to breathe.

The location of the hotel is not good, the furnishings are simple, the family room has a small dining room, a table and four chairs.

The bar counter was an electric kettle and tea, Lin Chen quietly boiled the water, sat down in a chair and waited for the water to boil.

Xing Conglian sat down opposite him, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

The air was the hissing of boiling water from an electric kettle, and the sound of cars passing by outside the window was a little distant and clear.

The atmosphere calmed down.

Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen's face in the faint yellow light, and blinked slightly: "Consultant Lin, what's wrong?" ”

"Obviously I feel a little sorry for you." Lin Chen said bluntly.

The water was just boiling, Lin Chen got up and scalded the cup and brewed two green tea bags.

The torturer stood up and walked over and put his arms around his waist.

The scruffy chin rubbed against his neck, but it didn't affect Lin Chen's tea.

"Then I have to pay for it, it's not that you don't know how much the stinky boy can eat." He asked with a smile.

"But I also feel a little emotional, and after I finish sighing, I feel that it is appropriate to be a little angry."

Consultant Lin said that he was a little angry, that is, no more, no less, just a little bit.

However, in that peaceful tone, the torturer was still very afraid that his hand would shake and hot water would be poured on him.

He could only bite the bullet and say: "It's not that you can't admit your mistake first, because if you admit your mistake, you must ask me if I know what I am wrong, and if I don't know, I will have to kneel on the keyboard, but how can I not know." The things before are all in the past, like a dream bubble, it should be viewed as such, and now it's good......"

Lin Chen finally put down the electric kettle, he turned around and hugged him back, and the torturer Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

"If it was me before, probably since you didn't say it, I wouldn't ask, and it would be good for individuals to keep some past secrets and respect each other......"

"That's it!"

"But that's when I have a secret that is hard to say, and since I don't have a secret now, how can you still have a secret...... Wife. ”

Lin Chen kissed his ear as he spoke, and the torturer shivered, and swallowed again: "What do you want to hear." ”

"Let's start with three months of canned soybeans." Lin Chen paused, "The confidential part can be skipped. ”

The convict kissed him back and expressed his loyalty: "Actually, there are no secrets, and how can there be things that can't be said to you." ”

"Why never mention it?"

"Pure men shed blood without tears."

"Huh?"

The torturer was silent, and just hugged Lin Chen: "I feel very bitter, my personal cultivation is not enough, and it is not to the point where it can be used as idle talk." ”

"In this respect, you are far inferior to the dynasty." Lin Chen said.

The commander of the convict company let out a long sigh and couldn't refute it.

What Lin Chen said is not as good as the dynasty, he really doesn't take things seriously, and he can be brilliant when the sky falls.

For people like them, the most common way to deal with it is that things are in the past, and there is nothing to say, and that's it.

But there are some things that won't really pass until the day we talk about them again.

This is probably some kind of psychotherapy, but the congregation thinks it can also be classified as "I'll kiss you when you're unhappy."

But in the end, the topic didn't continue.

Because Wang Dynasty quickly called, he shouted in a frightened tone: "Boss, there are 500 tables in front of the Wang Ji number, is this world crazy!" ”

"Wang Ji is so difficult to wait, don't you have experience, why didn't you invade the numbering system in advance?" The torturer said angrily.

"Boss, I, a master and a master, the black crayfish shop numbering system is very cheap, okay!" Wang Chao said angrily, and then turned to doglegs, "I have a new idea!" ”

"What do you want?"

"Why don't you buy Wang Ji now?"

"Get out!" The torturer was even angry, "Won't Lao Tzu drop the price if he calls for this kind of thing?" ”

"I think it's okay, pretty domineering president."

"Then your black numbering system is also very mastery!" Xing Conglian said sarcastically, "It's not that you can't get in, right?" ”

"It's useless to be aggressive."

The dynasty wanted to say more, and Lin Chen finally spoke helplessly: "Do you still want to eat?" ”

"Of course!"

He spoke in unison with the dynasty on and off the phone.

"It can't be helped, can it?" Lin Chen paused and changed his words, "Is there a way to not want to contribute?" ”

"As ordinary people, we really can't help it." The dynasty is righteous and stern.

Looking at Lin Chen's gaze, Conglian also nodded.

"Okay."

Lin Chen took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Then I can only figure out a way." ”

Twenty minutes later, they stood together at the door of Wang Ji, surrounded by a dense crowd of diners.

The aroma of crayfish came through the door of the store, and Wang Chao was very excited: "Brother Ah Chen, you are worthy of being a man who grew up in the elderly, Wang Ji can also get it with a phone call, can we go in now?" ”

"Wait." Lin Chen's eyes drifted, noncommittal.

Wang Dynasty sniffed, and there was a look on his face that something was wrong.

Sure enough, at this moment, a figure in a suit and leather shoes walked from the end of the long street.

On a hot day, the person who came was still wearing a soot suit and a navy blue tie, and the traffic slowly retreated, as if it was someone from another world.

Wang Chao looked at the comer, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he said in horror: "Boss, my black number system is still not good, I was wrong!" ”

The author has something to say: the fat intestine wants to go to Wuhan to eat shrimp.

I am prepared for it.