After three minutes of simple bargaining, Gong Xiao also signed an IOU to Lei Qiu on the spot, promising to repay her the two hundred and five.

The stall owner impatiently knocked on the edge of the pot with his long chopsticks: "Have you discussed it, I'll go to my daughter later." ”

"It's been discussed." Raichu stuffed the IOU into his wallet and took out two hundred and fifty yuan, "Here, two hundred and five, one cent is not a lot." ”

"Why does that sound so swearing?" The stall owner poured the batter into the mold, fried three radish cakes, put them into plastic bags and handed them to Gong Xiaoye, "Come, take it." ”

After returning to the car, Gong Xiao also left one and handed the remaining two to Lei Qiu and Sang Zhi respectively.

"How much?" Sang Zhi asked casually.

"Two hundred and five."

"How much?" Mulberry branch repeated.

Lei Qiu Gang Gong Xiao also emphasized this answer again: "Two hundred and five." I think she's enough for two hundred and five. ”

"I don't know you rich people very well." Sang Zhi opened the plastic bag wrapped around the radish cake, "Forgive me, no matter how I look at it, spending two hundred and five to buy this thing can only prove that you are really two hundred and five?" ”

"Don't include me, this is Gong Tou'er's idea. Don't understand them very well, rich people. Oh, Gong Tou'er, if you want to eat this, I'll treat you to it next time. Raichu ate a turnip cake in two or three bites, "It tastes like a small apple." ”

"Really?" Gong Xiaoye had the last bite of the radish cake left in her hand, and she reluctantly stuffed this piece of food that was exchanged for two hundred and fifty yuan into her mouth, and savored it carefully, "Then you are so happy." ”

"Yes, yes, Sansheng is lucky."

On the way back, the more Lei Qiu thought about it, the more she felt that meeting Song Ping was really one of the luckiest things in the first half of her life, and then thinking about how unpalatable the box lunch provided by the crew that Katyusha described to her was very bad, she felt more and more that Song Ping was really her savior.

So as soon as she pushed the door, she shouted into the house with emotion: "Little Apple, I want to eat turnip cake!" ”

The people who set up the stalls to sell turnip cakes use special molds, and Song Pingguo turned around and couldn't find a suitable replacement, and Lei Qiu suggested that she could use the ultra-small kind of pan to set the turnip cakes, but Song Pingguo felt that this was a kind of contempt for her professionalism, and she insisted on using ordinary pans.

Song Pingguo put the pan on the stove, turned around to get the radish, and was just about to start when she caught a glimpse of the soup boiling on the other stove.

"Guess what it tastes like." Song Pingguo lifted the lid and stirred the soup in the pot.

The originally spacious kitchen was filled with ingredients by Song Pingguo every day, which seemed a little cramped, Lei Qiu stood behind Song Pingguo, rested his chin on her shoulder, and sniffed: "Kelp, onion, bonito flakes...... Lemon, lemon? ”

"Lemon?" Song Pingguo frowned suspiciously, scooped up the soup with a spoon and tasted it, she thought for a moment, and looked at Lei Qiu out of the corner of her eye, "...... Rachu, only kelp, onion and bonito flakes, lemon is my body wash. ”

Raichu suddenly slapped his forehead: "I see! I said how do you always think you cook with a lemon flavor. ”

"I think the point is, why can you smell my shower gel through the layers of fumes on my body?"

"I can still smell your lavender-scented toothpaste."

"Are you a dognose?"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Many people don't like to eat turnips, but many people like to eat fried foods.

For one rare time, Raichu was finally successfully classified as "a lot of people" in terms of eating.

The batter mixed with shredded radish was evenly turned at the bottom of the pot, and the size was much larger than what Lei Qiu had eaten at the stall, and after the side against the fire was cooked, Song Pingguo skillfully shook her wrist and turned it over. After both sides were fried, Song Pingguo took out the wheel knife used to cut the pizza from the drawer, cut the radish cake about the size of the pizza, and shoveled it into the empty plate waiting by the pot.

"Okay, okay, make way for me, be careful I put the turnip cake on your head." Song Pingguo walked to the living room with a plate, "Do you want coriander?" ”

"Yes!"

With the chopped coriander, Lei Chu finished the radish cake that was still hot out of the pot.

"Ah......h ”

“…… What the? Song Pingguo couldn't find any connection between this saying and the current situation.

"Because I was in a good mood when I ate good food, the doctor stayed away from me."

Song Pingguo looked at Lei Qiu, showing the joy of discovering a new world, leaned over and pinched Lei Qiu's cheek and rubbed it twice: "You are fat." Raichu, you're finally fat. ”

Lei Qiu can eat not to be fat, half of it is based on her own physique, and half is based on her restless lifestyle and amount of exercise, devouring the world crew is equivalent to sitting there for a day and eating nothing, of course...... The face is a little rounder.

Raichu stared gloomily at the plate he had just eaten: "I'm not happy, I'm getting farther and farther away from brushing my face." ”

Few people express their feelings as candidly as Raichu. For example, when someone is sad, they will cry and grab the ground, and when someone is sad, they will give up on themselves, in short, they use all kinds of side knocks to make others pay attention to themselves, and implicitly express the message of "hurry up and comfort me", but unless it is someone who loves you to the end of the world and is particularly delicate, who can find such a subtle message.

Generally speaking, when you cry and give up on yourself, everyone is only silently impatient or scolds you for being insane.

That's not the case with Raichu. It may be that her love on the stage is too rich, and she is too lazy to repeat the logic of love on the stage in life, she would rather use the most simple and straightforward way to let the people around her understand her state.

"I'm angry", "I'm not happy" and "I'm hungry...... Something like that.

Or, as it is now, "give me a deep, powerful hug."

"Good, good, give you a deep and powerful hug." Song Pingguo couldn't help but admire the professions of kindergarten teacher, primary school teacher and junior high school teacher in her heart, "Okay, right? ”

The way Lei Qiu expresses her feelings physically is as straightforward as the way she expresses her feelings verbally, for example, she often leans on Song Pingguo as if she is leaning on the sofa or table, and she used to have the habit of quietly walking into the kitchen and hugging Song Pingguo from behind when she came back at night, but after encountering Song Pingguo's merciless elbow blow and ruining a pot of dishes, Lei Qiu quickly got rid of this bad habit.

At that time, Song Pingguo held a spatula and warned Lei Qiu sternly: "The kitchen is the kitchen, you don't expect to be able to mess around in my kitchen." ”

Raichu smiled innocently: "So you can mess around in the living room?" ”

There was a coughing sound at the door, and Xu Ran didn't know when she came back, and was looking at them with intriguing eyes.

"Uh......" Song Pingguo let go of her hand awkwardly, "You're back?" ”

"You're done hugging?"

"It's over." Raichu nodded earnestly.

"Raichu, how long has it been since you turned on your previous phone?"

Raichu then remembered that he still had an "original mobile phone". After coming to Hengdian, she changed her cornet, at first she still used the two mobile phones in turn, and then gradually forgot the original mobile phone with the ordinary number, except for the occasional phone to call her parents, she almost just let it lie in the drawer and eat dust.

Hearing Xu Ran say this, Lei Qiu hurriedly went to charge the old mobile phone and turned it on, but was pulled by Xu Ran: "Don't go to see it, Mr. Pi asked me to tell you directly and go back to save the scene." ”

"Save what?"

Xu Ran held up the phone to her and tapped the words on the screen: "Save the scene of Farewell My Concubine." ”

The teacher has a life, Lei Qiu is naturally obliged, by the way, they rushed back the night after the performance, and it was about early in the morning when they came back here, Xu Ran could make up for sleep, and Lei Qiu could sleep for a while and then get up to film.

"What's for breakfast tomorrow?" Song Pingguo thought to herself that tonight's dinner was going to be ruined, and she prepared it according to the amount that Lei Qiu needed to be present.

"It doesn't matter, what you make is delicious." Raichu rubbed his face worriedly, "I don't know how Master should feel when he sees that I am fat......

Shortly after Lei Qiu and Xu Ran left, there was a knock on Song Pingguo's door.

If Gong Xiao was also standing here at this moment, he would find that the person at the door was the stall owner who had just sold her three radish cakes at a high price of two hundred and fifty yuan, he patted Song Pingguo on the shoulder, checked the furnishings in the house, and asked while walking towards the kitchen: "My tricycle is parked downstairs without locking, is it okay?" ”

"Probably not, if you have it, you can buy another one." Song Pingguo followed behind a little nervously, "Dad, what are you here for?" ”

"I'm here to check on your work." Song Yong saw the dish that Song Pingguo had just served, "...... Daughter, it's not good to overeat. ”

"Dad, it's not me who eats alone, I'm partnering with the tenant next door."

"Partner? I said Apple, others don't know you I don't know you, are you sure it's not you who rub the rice? ”

"Dad, don't be suspicious, she is very good, enthusiastic and cheerful, full of strength, and often smiles with sunshine on her face." Song Pingguo searched her stomach and thought about Lei Qiu's advantages, "In order to reduce the burden of washing my dishes, he always helps me eat the bowls and plates cleanly." So, you're just going to see how I'm doing? ”

"No, I'm down to business." Song Yong sighed helplessly, "Apple, I'll tell you the truth, the family needs you......"

"What's wrong at home?"

"Your mom and I are going to travel the world, and we need you to go back to the store."