Business was scattered on weekends, and it wasn't until seven o'clock in the morning that some of the students who stayed on campus came out to eat one after another.

Xia Zimo is one of them.

He didn't go home this week because he had to go out on the street to buy a birthday present for Nguyen Ling.

Before going, he went to Xinglong Noodle Restaurant to eat a bowl of noodle soup, which was specially given to him by Zhao Qingyu, and he put a lot of chili peppers.

When she brought the noodles to Xia Zimo, the latter stared at the thick layer of red oil in the bowl and was speechless for a while.

Barely finished eating the noodles, Xia Zimo's mouth was spicy and red, so he had to buy another cup of soy milk.

When he left, Zhao's mother went to collect the bowls, "I remember that this young man didn't say slightly spicy......"

Zhao Qingyu didn't speak, in fact, Xia Zimo originally said not to be spicy, but she told him that the noodle soup was not spicy, and the latter said that it should be slightly spicy.

I didn't expect him to finish eating.

Because it was a Sunday, although the business was scattered, the time was much longer, until 10 o'clock in the morning, and there were still students who had just gotten up to eat.

Zhao Qingyu was busy working while paying attention to the outside, she knew that the woman's home was in the center of the town, so she had been looking at the direction of the three-way intersection.

Later, when business became lighter, she simply moved a stool out and sat next to the door, reading her homework while doing her homework.

Until noon, she finished her homework and didn't see any suspicious people.

Zhao Qingfeng came over at noon to help eat by the way, Zhao's mother asked him if he had finished his homework, he nodded, and then walked to the back to find his sister.

Zhao Qingyu is breaking up the freshly steamed rice and dissipating the heat so that it can be used for fried rice later.

"Sister, there are always strange text messages and phone calls these days, as if they are looking for you." Zhao Qingfeng said in a low voice.

"Leave him alone." Zhao Qingyu didn't raise his head.

"But...... He's always sending strange messages, do you want to take a look......"

Zhao Qingyu frowned, put down the rice shovel, and said, "Did you bring PHS?" ”

Zhao Qingfeng nodded, took out PHS from his pocket and handed it to her.

Before opening PHS, Zhao Qingyu thought it was sent by Uncle Li's junior, but she was worried about what kind of fraudulent information, at this time, telephone fraud was very prevalent, and the number of people who were deceived was countless, so she was ready to confirm it.

After opening the inbox, there are indeed a lot of strangers' messages in it, and they all show that they have been read.

She clicked on the top one: Do you really like him? Aren't you afraid that I will expose you?

This...... What is it?

Her first reaction was that her younger brother was in love with his family behind his back!

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Belch......

"Who is this man?" Zhao Qingyu pulled his younger brother and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Qingfeng shook his head: "I don't know, he still called, but every time I opened my mouth, he hung up." ”

Zhao Qingyu squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then turned his head to Zhao Qingfeng and said, "You come and break up these rice, and then put five bowls next to it, if someone wants fried rice, bring a bowl to Dad, and I'll go outside to make a call." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao's father and mother were busy unhurriedly, and they didn't say anything when they saw their daughter go out.

Zhao Qingyu walked to the side of the canal, and after dialing the number, he looked down at the red fine insects in the canal swaying around.

The bell rang three or four times before it was connected, and a lazy and low "Who" came from inside.

This voice was somewhat familiar, Zhao Qingyu pursed his lips and said softly, "Hello." ”

For a while, there was no sound on the phone, Zhao Qingyu thought that she had accidentally hung up the phone, and took a look at it in front of her, obviously she was still on the phone.

"Hello? Is anyone there? She couldn't help but raise the volume, after all, PHS's signal is not very stable, and it is the norm to come and go.

"I'm here."

This time, the voice on the other side was very clear, without laziness and impatience, Zhao Qingyu heard it at once, this was Li Feiyu's voice.

"You...... Is it Li Feiyu? ”

"Hmm."

"How do you know......" Zhao Qingyu was halfway through his words, and suddenly reacted, Li Feiyu should have known her phone number when she was decorating last time.

Sure enough, the other side seemed to smile, and then said, "Is this really your call, why is it your brother who answers it every time." ”

"No, this is something I share with my brother, you still don't have to send some strange messages in the future, I rarely read it."

There was silence for a long time, and finally he said "yes" and hung up the phone.

Zhao Qingyu listened to the short beep, sighed, and put away the phone.

In fact, in the previous life, she did often use the phone, but in this life she has no interest.

Before going back to the shop, she took another look at the red worm in the drain, wrinkled her nose slightly, and went back to the shop.

At this time, many students have come to eat lunch, and most of them want fried rice and fried noodles.

Zhao's father's fried rice skills are becoming more and more superb, and he often stir-fries two bowls and three bowls together, and the students just want to be fast and don't care about these.

"There's a noodle restaurant here, I'm hungry, come on, let's come over and eat a bowl of noodles."

A shrill female voice sounded outside, this voice was too recognizable, Zhao Qingyu, who was helping to serve the meal, stiffened his steps, and immediately looked up at the source of the sound.

She actually came.

The woman who ruined her parents' feelings appeared!

"Xiaoyu hurry up and bring the rice over and steam another pot of rice." Zhao's father shouted loudly while waving a spatula.

There were still a lot of people around the door, and he hadn't seen the woman yet.

Zhao Qingyu responded, hurriedly walked over with food, then squeezed out of the crowd and said to the woman, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Let's fry rice." The woman looked at the students in front of her and said as she looked at the fried rice.

"Oh, there's no food now."

Zhao Qingyu said expressionlessly.

The young man next to the woman tugged at her sleeve, "Mom, let's go back, she doesn't have fried rice at home." ”

"Oh, I'm so tired, I don't have the energy to cook when I go back." The woman comforted her son, then turned her head and asked Zhao Qingyu, "What else do you have to eat?" ”

"Nothing."

The woman was disappointed and was about to leave, but who knew that Zhao's mother suddenly shouted: "What are you talking nonsense about, you still have fried noodles and fried noodles, what do you want to eat?" ”

Zhao Qingyu almost fainted.

She's a mother, how did she become a pig teammate at a critical time!

The woman glanced at her suspiciously, then took the young man to the other side, and said to Zhao's mother: "I want a fried noodles, by the way, son, what do you want to eat?" ”

Listening to her doting tone, Zhao Qingyu rolled her eyes coldly, turned around and entered the house, and said to Zhao's father, who was frying rice, "Dad, I'll fry it, you go and steam rice." ”

Father Zhao was really hot, and after frying another bowl of rice, he handed her the spatula, "Fry it for me for a while, so as not to smell of oil smoke on your body." ”

When Zhao's father arrived in the back room, Zhao Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there are many people now, and her father hasn't seen this damn first love, Xue Mingju.