When she was going back to school in the evening, Mei Qingjiu thought of Cong's pitiful appearance when she turned around and went back, running around the world to make pot meat.

Thinking about it, it was a bit monotonous to just eat back to the pot meat, and there were so many people in their dormitory, so it was unlikely that he would go back and eat alone, so he fried a few more dishes, steamed fish, chopped pepper shrimp......

When she fried the two ingredients, Jiang Heng walked in.

"The calligraphy and painting are good, how is it?"

"That pair of words should be true, not necessarily a painting, my grandfather collected a picture of an ancient lady by Gu Kaizhi. He always pays special attention to the eyes and reflects the characteristics of the characters, and strives to have both god and form, but the painting that can be bought, the eyes are expressive, and the characteristics of the characters are not visible. Maybe I don't have enough appreciation, so I'll find someone to see it later. ”

"It's enough to have a pair of words that are true, I don't ask for much."

Mei Qingjiu is delicious, whether it is calligraphy or painting, it will be valuable in the future.

"So easy to satisfy? In the list of items that my uncle gave me, there should be more than a dozen volumes of this kind of calligraphy and painting. As things stand, I'll be able to get my stuff back in two years. ”

"Tsk, I'm about to forget about it." Mei Qingjiu again, "I don't know when my uncle will show up, we have been in the capital for so long, and we haven't seen anyone else." ”

"Anyway, he knows where we go to school, and he'll come to us himself when he gets out."

Uncle Jiang sent a letter to Jiang Heng a few years ago, and he was going to be busy next, and he couldn't be idle for a year and a half.

At four o'clock, all the meals were ready, and fortunately, there were many lunch boxes at home, which were just enough to fit.

It was already cold, so I ran to the cafeteria and asked my aunt to help warm it up, so I went to find Satoshi.

When Satoshi saw the two of them chirping, he still thought in pieces, "What about good sister and brother love, good brother love...... I don't care about my feelings, the disgust is so obvious, my heart is about to be poked into a sieve, poor me......"

"Fried eel silk, braised chicken...... Six dishes and steamed buns, just ask if you want it? Mei Qingjiu asked, carrying the bag.

"Yes!"

"If you want to shut up, sister, I have disliked everything, what else can you do?"

Satoshi, "......"

Jiang Heng turned his head and chuckled.

"Sister is the best, I love sister the most." Congmei took the bag.

Mei Qingjiu again, "I went to see your eldest brother yesterday, if you don't have time to go, write a letter." ”

"I went to see him in the morning."

Mei Qingjiu nodded, and then went back to the dormitory.

Cong went back with food, and the dormitory people were all in good conditions at home, so he didn't think it was an exaggeration to have so many hard dishes.

However, there are still people who question where this eel silk comes from, and Satoshi has explained it after saying that it is artificially bred and dried.

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Mei Qingjiu was not idle at two o'clock on the weekend, but he was still quite tired, and he fell asleep when he returned to the dormitory.

If Jiao Hong hadn't called her on Monday morning, she would have been late.

"Wine, someone has sent something again."

When he returned to the dormitory at noon, Weng Yu cushioned the things in his hand.

"What is it?"

"I don't know." Weng Yu, "I didn't plan to pick it up for you, but who knew that the man would run away as soon as he shoved it into my arms." ”

Almost everyone in the dormitory could guess that the things were not sent by Jiang Heng, and the purpose of others sending things to Mei Qingjiu was too obvious.

It's really not good to keep this kind of thing.

Mei Qingjiu was not interested, "Throw that." ”

"Don't look?" She asked.

"I don't want to see it."

As he was talking, Ding Ru, who went to the communication room to get the letter, came back, "I saw your letter, and I brought it back for you by the way." Why do you believe so much? ”