Chapter Eighty-Seven: Wrapping Green Plums Around the Bed (6)
Mo Xiaobei just grinned when he heard his worried question, shook his head lightly and said, "I'm fine."
Jin Xinqian glanced at her lightly, and found that her eyes were full of bloodshots, her eyes were also swollen, but her lips were very white, faintly with a little lilac, and she couldn't help but be even more worried, and her brows frowned suddenly, "Xiaobei, your face is very bad, what's wrong?" ”
"Oops!" Mo Xiaobei scratched his scalp, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just that I drank a lot of wine last night, and I feel a stomachache when I wake up in the morning." Come to the hospital and have a look. The doctor said it was nothing serious, just go home and rest. She smiled hesitantly, and dragged Jin Xinqian in the endless traffic: "Have you had breakfast?"
"Nope." Jin Xinqian shook his head, and was about to grab Mo Xiaobei with his backhand, but she quickly moved away, and Jin Xinqian had a wry smile in his eyes. thought that Mo Xiaobei was willing to be close to him, but it turned out that she still excluded him.
"Oh," Mo Xiaobei was also a little embarrassed, her completely subconscious action just now, she didn't expect that she would actually throw his hand away at once. At this moment, he could only laugh and walk on the street with Jin Xinqian. There were more and more people around, and the crowd gradually became lively. Mo Xiaobei proposed, "Xinqian, let's go eat something." "When I touch my stomach, I'm really hungry.
Jin Xinqian looked at Mo Xiaobei, who was one step away from him, and looked at her eyes seriously. He knew that although they were only one step away in real life, in their hearts, they had long been separated by a galaxy. So he can't get into her heart, and he can't get into it in this life.
Kim Shin-kham's eyes were scorching and dazzling, shining brightly. Mo Xiaobei suddenly didn't dare to look into his eyes, so he had to look around and then said to Jin Xinqian: "Xinqian, I know that there is a small shop in Ludao that makes preserved eggs and lean porridge that is particularly delicious, do you want to try it?"
"Okay." Kim Shin-kyun laughed, two rows of white and neat teeth lit up like stars, and his eyes also danced with light. Seeing Mo Xiaobei laughing, he couldn't help but quip: "It's really rare to be able to praise the East food that our chef Mo can praise." Even if it's hailing today, I'm going to eat a bowl. ”
His serious face revealed banter, Mo Xiaobei couldn't help laughing, glanced at him and said, "How can you be so godly as you say?" I don't dare take you with you when you say that. ”
Jin Xinqian said: "Don't, I'm still a wounded, and I'm weak." What if you don't take me to eat that delicious [preserved egg and lean pork porridge] and starve to death? ”
"If I'm starving, I'll cut off your meat piece by piece and dry it, make it into old bacon, and wait for the New Year." Mo Xiaobei shuttled through the alley with him, but his mouth kept talking. In the far square, there was a song that would be played every time the New Year was played, cheerful and festive, but she never remembered what her name was.
Kim Shin-kyun cried out in horror, "What a ruthless woman! They even want to kill me, and cut off the meat to make old bacon. ”
"That's you starving to death yourself, okay? It's a pity that I just watched you put your thin skin and tender meat like this, so you have to make old bacon. I don't want to do it yet. Your meat is old and unpalatable, and you can't afford to buy it at a good price. It's still my loss. Mo Xiaobei counted the shortcomings very seriously with his fingers, and Jin Xinqian was so anxious that he shouted.
"Ha Lu Ha." Mo Xiaobei couldn't help laughing, and there was a long and silent alley.
Jin Xinqian couldn't help laughing, he hadn't laughed so easily for a long time, if it weren't for Mo Xiaobei, maybe he would never have had such a light and bright smile in his life, he was a little sad for a while, and the ups and downs of his emotions made him quickly depressed. He looked at Mo Xiaobei faintly and sighed, "Xiaobei, how long has it been since we laughed like just now?" How long has it been since we've been arguing together? Remember? In the past, every time I quarreled, I couldn't win against me, and then you started to cheat, holding my arm and asking me to let you go. You really looked like a little kid at that time.
As soon as he said this, Mo Xiaobei couldn't help but be in a trance. Yes, how good it was at that time, and it was another day after the noise and quietness. It's not as painful as it is to be alive today. Over the years, it should be a beautiful day, even if there are thousands of styles, who to say.
Turning around the small alley, I saw a very old sign, with five words written on the painted paint: [Zhouji Breakfast Shop.] There were not many people inside, only two or three students gulped down fried dough sticks and porridge, constantly looking at the clock in their hands, and then one of them urged: "Hurry up, wait for Teacher Zhang to find out that we skipped class and came out to eat."
Mo Xiaobei couldn't help laughing, did he skip class just to get something to eat? Then they are really simple.
I saw a guest standing at the door, but he did not come in. Uncle Zhou poked out half of his head through the big iron pot and stirred the porridge and asked curiously, "What do you want to eat?" I'm going to make breakfast here. The smoke of the white rice porridge fluttered upwards, making the old man's face sweat. He looked at Mo Xiaobei with Jin Xinqian in with a red face and a smile on his face, and called again: "Old woman, come out and put two pairs of chopsticks." The people in the inner room hurriedly opened the curtain and walked out, holding chopsticks in one hand and a rag in the other.
She looked at Mo Xiaobei and Jin Xinqian kindly, and smiled softly, "What do you want to eat?"
Jin Xinqian thought for a while and said to the old grandmother: "Mother-in-law, bring us two bowls of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, two fried sticks and a plate of kimchi."
"Okay." The old woman smiled and went in.
After a while, he came out with two bowls of steaming preserved egg and lean porridge and put them on the table, and said to Mo Xiaobei and Jin Xinqian: "You eat slowly, we still have it here, and we won't charge extra money." I cut the kimchi and fritters and brought them up.
Jin Xinqian helped Mo Xiaobei break disposable chopsticks, and the two ate breakfast in a small and even somewhat dark shop.
After eating, Jin Xinqian patted his belly with satisfaction and gave Mo Xiaobei a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "It's really delicious." Xiaobei, how did you find such a treasure-like place? "It's really delicious, melts in your mouth and is fluffy, and it's a little cooler. The tongue is just enough to adapt to the temperature of the porridge, sticky and slippery, and the meaning is still unfinished. But Mo Xiaobei is really powerful, she has found such a place.
"Actually......" Mo Xiaobei also had a strong stomach, and at the moment he touched his stomach and said with some hesitation: "I didn't find this place." It's also my first time here......"