Regarding Song Pingguo's farewell, Lei Qiu was puzzled.

She hadn't forgotten to leave a supper for herself before leaving, which meant that she couldn't bear the arduous task of preparing three meals a day for Raichu and then packed up and fled.

Raichu's usual life ability is like that of a pampered elementary school student since childhood, except for eating and washing dishes, there is no housework that she is good at, but at this time, she is very sober and begins to analyze and investigate one by one.

After all, he is a person who has acted in many classic plays of Agatha Christie, and Rachu knows well what possibilities should be ruled out after encountering this kind of plot.

There was no trace of messiness in the room, as usual, Lei Qiu didn't know that Song Pingguo was not at home until she pushed open Song Pingguo's bedroom door, which showed that she didn't encounter any danger, and she must have walked out of the door voluntarily.

I didn't leave a note for Raichu for this reason, because I'm going to be back in a while, what kind of note.

In other words, Song Pingguo just went out and had something to do - maybe she was shopping for vegetables or something, and then she was delayed on the way and didn't come back, just wait for a while.

Lei Qiu sat on the edge of the table for less than three minutes before he jumped up from his chair again and ran to Song Pingguo's room to take a look.

Although she comes here every day to eat, Lei Qiu's range of activities has always been in the living room and kitchen, counting the time just now, she is the third time she has entered Song Pingguo's bedroom. The first time was one day when she was about to go back to bed after dinner, she was suddenly stopped by Song Pingguo and asked her to help stuff a suitcase that took up a lot of space into the top of the wardrobe to save space.

And now, that suitcase is gone.

Raichu thought quickly about what he needed to do early in the morning and lug a huge suitcase.

It seems that there are only two options: traveling and returning to your hometown.

Even the depressed Lei Qiu is also an extremely dedicated actor, she turned out a few steamed buns that Song Pingguo usually prepared from the freezer layer of the refrigerator, hurriedly put them on the pot and steamed them, and ran out of the door after biting the buns.

Xu Ruoyang felt strange when she saw Lei Qiu coming to the set empty-handed with a bun in her mouth, is she going to eat directly in the play today, and then she heard that because Song Pingguo was not there, she didn't bring a box lunch, and after finishing speaking, how to shoot this scene today.

Fortunately, the crew's schedule was not too urgent, after all, this theme was barely coming, and other actors could stay up late to catch up with the schedule, but if they couldn't eat it, they couldn't eat it, so they couldn't stuff it in, judging from the amount of food they could eat every day, Lei Qiu's filming speed was several times faster than the crew expected. Who would have thought she could eat so much.

Before Xu Ruoyang could say anything, Gong Xiao personally stepped forward and asked, "Then you will eat a boxed lunch with the rest of the crew today?" ”

Lei Qiu had just finished eating the buns, and when she heard Gong Xiaoye's words, she showed a tragic look.

"Forget it, I can't deal with you like this - I don't even want to smell that, you eat more when you shoot in a while, I'll ask someone to buy you something delicious to deal with, okay?" Gong Xiao also said as he took out his mobile phone to assign tasks to his subordinates, "Where did Song Pingguo go, how could you bear to leave you, who can't run out of food...... of people. ”

"I don't know." Raichu replied honestly, "I went to another country yesterday for something, and I didn't see her when I came back this morning, and I even took my suitcase with me. ”

Gong Xiao almost didn't throw his phone on the ground. She stabilized a little, and looked at Raichu with a face full of grievances and puzzles: "Didn't leave a note for you?" ”

"If I had left a note, would I still not know where she had gone?"

“…… Then you didn't call and ask? ”

Raichu suddenly took out his mobile phone, as if he had just realized that he was living in the 21st century when mobile communication devices were popular.

When he received Leiqiu's call, Song Pingguo was sitting in the back seat of the car, still trying to convince his father to travel around the world at another time, but Song Yong insisted that this was a walk-and-go trip, and if it was planned well, it would be called a ride.

"Hey, Raichu?" Seeing the caller ID in advance, Song Pingguo spoke before Lei Qiu could speak, "I was in a hurry to leave in the morning, and I didn't have time to prepare lunch for you...... It's going to take me about a month or two to get back, can you handle it? ”

"A month or two?" Raichu let out a desperate wail, "What are you going to do, little Apple?" ”

"Go back to my hometown and help my dad look after the store...... I didn't leave you a note? On the living room table? ”

"I didn't ...... Right? Don't have it on the table? ”

"Huh?" Song Pingguo's somewhat flustered voice came from the other end of the phone, and Lei Qiu seemed to hear her rummaging for something, "...... I wrote the note and stuffed it in my bag and forgot to put it on the table. ”

It seems that after living with Raichu for a long time, some aspects of IQ will indeed be lowered. Song Pingguo silently stuffed the crumpled note back into her bag, and looked out the car window with mixed feelings, almost forgetting that she was still talking to Lei Qiu on the phone.

"You're going to have to come back in a month or two?"

"Hmmm......"

"Go back to your hometown and help your dad look after the store?"

"Hmmm......"

Lei Qiu asked one question after another, and Song Pingguo didn't have time to answer in detail, so he listened to Lei Qiu on the other end of the phone and continued to ask with great interest: "Then where is your hometown, not far away?" ”

"It's really not far, it's less than two hours by car."

"Then I'll look for you tonight!"

Lei Qiu's voice almost broke through the limitations of the microphone and reached Song Yong's ears, and Song Pingguo was sure that even if Song Yong didn't listen to it, he should have vaguely heard a few keywords, she calmly put the phone back in her pocket, probed to the front row and patted Song Yong's shoulder: "There are guests tonight." ”

"What about killing a chicken?" Song Yong also calmly glanced at her from the corner of his eye, "Are you in charge or am I in charge?" ”

"Come on, I'm more familiar with her tastes."

said so, but Song Pingguo didn't expect Lei Qiu to come that night. She did send the address of her hotel to Raichu, but Raichu was the one who had to go to the crew every day, and the two-hour drive didn't sound too long, but it would greatly reduce Raichu's precious sleep time.

Well, in Raichu's opinion, sleep time is obviously not as important as her eating.

Song Pingguo's restaurant is called Yipinxuan, which is located on a street with a nearby residential area and a subway, which was originally very deserted, but since there is a subway station next to it and a commercial block has been built, it has also become lively and light. In the past, when it was deserted, the restaurants that also opened on this street kept changing their signboards and owners, and only Yipinxuan stood firm, and waited until the subway station was completed and the commercial street was completed.

Song Yong felt that there were two reasons for this, one was that his food was delicious, and the other was that he was lucky.

It was seven o'clock in the evening when Lei Qiu entered the door, and she expected that Song Pingguo must be busy in the kitchen at this time, so she patted a waiter on the shoulder and asked in a particularly natural attitude: "Where is Song Pingguo?" ”

As soon as she heard this tone, she knew it, and the waiter took her to the back kitchen. Compared to the home kitchen full of the smell of food, the back kitchen of the hotel is more messy with the smell of oil smoke, and Raichu held his breath, a little reluctant to smell this smell. Song Pingguo is particularly recognizable among a group of chefs who also wear white coats, because instead of a hat on her head, she wears a headscarf given to her by Rachu.

"Little Apple!"

When Lei Qiu suddenly walked up from behind, Song Pingguo was so frightened that she almost threw the spoon into the pot, she wiped her hands on her apron while stir-frying the vegetables at hand and putting them on the plate, and hurriedly pushed Lei Qiu outside: "Are you really here?" How did it come about? ”

"Gong Tou'er sent a car to me, saying that I should come over and have a good meal, and she will deduct the money if she is passive and slacking off like today tomorrow."

Song Pingguo took Lei Qiu to a table in the corner and sat down, helped her unwrap the tableware wrapped in plastic on the table, and poured her a cup of tea: "I'm curious, how did you survive before you met me." ”

Lei Qiu lowered his head and thought seriously for a while, and replied to Song Pingguo: "You must know that there are some lives when you don't have them, you don't think it's good, and you don't even think it's saving, but when you really have it, you can't bear to lose it anymore." ”

"This must be the line of some play."

"You guessed it." Raichu muttered as he drank tea, "It's definitely not what I said if I have such a level." ”

Song Pingguo tilted her head to look at Lei Qiu, reached out and took a menu from the table on the side and gave it to her: "See what you want to eat, I'll make it for you, remember to add the money to the food fee for me." ”

Lei Qiu closed the menu and pushed it back to Song Pingguo: "Just bring me something light." ”

“…… Don't be so polite all of a sudden, I'm embarrassed. ”

"Don't mention it, the button meat I ate during filming today." Raichu complained with a bitter face, "I'm going to vomit if I don't have something light." ”

"Okay, then you wait for me." Song Pingguo reached out and rubbed Lei Qiu's hair, "Are you going to run on both sides like this in the past two months?" ”

Raichu bit his lip as if he had made up his mind: "I think it should be enough for me to run once every three days to replenish my energy." ”

"Believe me, Raichu, don't overestimate yourself, once every three days is not possible." Song Pingguo smiled and took the menu on the table.

Raichu stared at her for a moment.

"Well, you're right."