Because of Su Jiu's departure, Wang Miao and Yang Qian did not go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences again.

A simple press conference at the Chinese Academy of Sciences brought about what happened recently.

Soon, everyone on the Internet forgot about Su Jiu, and Su Jiu also returned to Huaxia College to take classes.

It's just that she's busier than before.

She has left the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but she still has to do the pulse gun thing.

In the five minutes that Su Jiu was in Professor Ming's office, he directly explained his thoughts to Professor Ming. She didn't want to embarrass everyone, mainly because it was too troublesome to come to the Chinese Academy of Sciences. It took a lot of time to go back and forth.

Yang Chuan had already promised her to convert one of the Yang family's properties into a laboratory, and he had already told his father that it was being renovated now, and it would be almost the same when he came back.

When Professor Ming heard this, this matter was a foregone conclusion, so he didn't say anything more, and let Su Jiu go after a symbolic two sentences.

Yang Chuan and Jiang Li walked outside for a month, and finally found enough material for Su Jiu - rhenium.

On the day they returned, it happened to fall for the first time.

There are still a few yellow leaves on the tree with snowflakes that have not fallen.

Wang Miao set up a hot pot in the pavilion in her backyard to celebrate the arrival of the first snow.

The originally empty pavilion was hung with a transparent impermeable curtain, and Wang Miao also stole two pots of well-blooming azaleas from her second aunt and placed them at the door of the pavilion.

Yang Qian came early today, and as soon as he came, he was pulled over by Wang Miao to work as a coolie.

"How do you cut this lettuce, Miao Miao?" Yang Qian asked loudly with the straight green lettuce.

Wang Miao turned her head and looked at the things in Yang Qian's hand and didn't know how to get them.

"Miao Miao, how are you going to get this? Neither of us, don't run out of anything at night. Yang Qian looked at the large basket of dishes in front of him and sighed.

Su Jiu peeled the lotus root on the side and looked at Wang Miao and Yang Qian: "Some people don't believe in evil, and they feel that they are very capable, so they let others go, and now they know that they are suffering." ”

Wang Miao directly threw a garlic to Su Jiu: "Work hard, don't talk!" ”

"......" Su Jiu finished peeling the lotus root and began to peel the radish.

Wang Miao looked at more than a dozen dishes that he had never seen before, so he could only click on a hundred searches and check them one by one.

Finally, the dishes were prepared before Yang Chuan and Jiang Li came.

Wang Miao checked it again, and then sat down.

Seeing that the soup in the pot was boiling, and the fragrance came to their faces, Yang Qian and Wang Miao were already hungry, and the two of them put a lot of vegetables in it as soon as you put them on the ground.

"How long has it been since you guys had hot pot, hungry like this?" Jiang Li looked at Wang Miao and Yang Qian in surprise.

Wang Miao couldn't wait to pick up a piece of green vegetables, and she didn't have time to take care of Jiang Li. It doesn't matter if it's hot, just blow it twice and eat it. I don't care about the image at all.

Yang Qian too, the chopsticks didn't stop, and he usually doesn't eat much meat, so he doesn't care about it now.

Jiang Li was even more shocked, looking at Yang Qian, who was eating meat, and turned to look at Yang Chuan, only to see Yang Chuan elegantly pick up a piece of yuba and slowly eat it into his mouth.

When Jiang Li finished looking around and looked at the pot again, the pot was already empty.

"Holy! You bandits! It's gone so soon. Jiang Li took the spoon and scooped it twice, and there were only a few pieces of lotus root left at the bottom of the pot.

"It's just cooking again, and it's not nothing." Wang Miao finished eating, and then had time to answer Jiang Li, "We have prepared so much, I'm not afraid that you can eat it, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to finish it." ”

Wang Miao said on her lips, the movements in her hands did not stop, and she kept putting the dishes into the pot. She kind of understood that anything she made by herself would taste better.