At dinner time, Lin Qingrou and Song Miao ordered some outside to deal with things as usual. The tea room is normally open until 9 p.m., but the reality is that they can close right now, because they really don't dare to hope that a customer will come to their door in the next second.

However, with a sound of brakes, it seemed that someone was actually coming outside the door. Lin Qingrou and Song Miao were attracted by the movement outside, and they both focused their attention on the door. When the man outside walked in, their faces showed a hint of disappointment almost at the same time.

The person who came over at this point in time was Zhou Yi, and when he saw that Lin Qingrou and Song Miao didn't have much enthusiastic reaction on their faces, he was a little embarrassed for a while. However, after him came Wu Li.

"Sister Qingrou, Sister Miao Miao, we're here to have dinner with you!" Wu Li has always been a very enthusiastic and lively character, as soon as she walked into the door of the "Qinxin Tearoom", the original silent atmosphere of the entire tearoom was brought to life.

Lin Qingrou looked at the two people in front of her with a blank face and asked, "We haven't reached the time when we can get off work yet, why did you come here at this time?" ”

Zhou Yi explained at this time: "Because we wanted to come over to accompany you today, we discussed with Wu Li to come over." ”

"We didn't come empty-handed." Wu Li pointed to the two three-layer lunch boxes that Zhou Yi was carrying.

It turned out that after Zhou Yi and Wu Li were busy with today's work, they had nothing to do, so they thought of coming to the teahouse to find Lin Qingrou and them to have dinner together. Because of this point in time, the tea room is still in normal business hours.

Therefore, Zhou Yi and Wu Li specially cooked a meal at home and brought it to the tea room together. Lin Qingrou and Song Miao also felt a little unbelievable on their faces when they saw the two lunch boxes with large capacity, these two guys actually brought the food over.

For Lin Qingrou and Song Miao, this is undoubtedly a very happy thing, because the two of them are almost tired of the half-baked, average-tasting takeaway fast food outside, and it is naturally a happy thing to be able to improve the night's food today.

"Then we're really welcome, we were worried about what to eat at night just now, you guys are just a charcoal in the snow!" Song Miao said excitedly.

Seeing Lin Qingrou and Song Miao so happy, Wu Li and Zhou Yi were satisfied, after all, they had spent so much time and energy, and they had finally done a great thing that could make everyone happy.

The four of them walked into a room in the back together, and Zhou Yi dismantled the two lunch boxes in his hand one by one. Each lunch box consists of three layers, and when they are placed on the table, the dishes all exude a steaming aroma.

This must have been packed into a lunch box and sent over immediately after it was made at home, Lin Qingrou thanked Zhou Yi and Wu Li for thinking so much about them, and specially brought such a delicious meal to share with them.

Today's dishes are very rich, including sweet and sour pork ribs, Longjing shrimp, cabbage stewed tofu, spicy chicken, etc., although they are some ordinary home-cooked dishes, but at this time they taste excellent and very delicious.

"Your cooking skills have improved again, Wu Li is really happy now." Lin Qingrou praised Zhou Yi for his cooking skills.

Zhou Yi smiled and said modestly: "No, in fact, I'm not very good at home-cooked food here, I always made the taste of Xiushan before, but Wu Li said that she was a little tired of staying in Xiushan for so long, so I tried to learn to cook this side of the dishes." ”

Although Zhou Yi said this out of a modest attitude, it sounded like he was showing affection at this time. Song Miao and Lin Qingrou glanced at each other, their expressions were very interesting.

Wu Li said: "It's me who is more willful, so Zhou Yi has always been considerate of me and will accommodate me in everything." ”

"Okay, okay, I know that the two of you are stronger than Jin, and you are very affectionate. This doesn't allow people to eat, this dog food is a bit too much. Song Miao looked at Zhou Yi and Wu Li and quipped.

Because of the arrival of Zhou Yi and Wu Li, the long-lost laughter was remembered in the tea room, and Lin Qingrou and Song Miao's original dull mood was slowly eliminated at this time. They finished the meal in a relaxed conversation and laughter.

Lin Qingrou helped Zhou Yi clean up together, while Wu Li became interested in the exquisite decorations in the tea room. She said that she saw these things at the last opening ceremony, but she didn't pay close attention to them, but now when she looks at them, she thinks they are very beautiful.

Song Miao took Wu Li to fold up the delicate decorations made of colored paper, which can be regarded as passing the time when he is bored. After all, Song Miao and Lin Qingrou spend most of their time staring at the tearoom now, and there is no fun at all.

Originally, they thought that according to the flow of people, everything in the tea room should attract some people to rest and drink tea, and then the two of them may not be able to cope with it, and it will be a very busy time.

But the reality is indeed the opposite, Lin Qingrou is okay, she can hide in the room and paint oil paintings carefully in this kind of leisure time. And Song Miao couldn't stand the silence, she tried to find some books to read, or go online to find some popular variety shows to pass the time.

All in all, this period of time has not been easy for both of them. The most important question is that no one knows how long this state of affairs will last, and they have also discussed whether to use promotional methods such as discounts to attract customers.

It's just that at present, their economic situation is really not able to withstand the toss of discounts, and if they don't have the expected effect at that time, it is very likely to lead to the tragic situation of losing their wives and losing their soldiers.

"How are you doing?" Zhou Yi suddenly asked when he was packing up the lunch box.

Lin Qingrou paused for a moment, and then replied naturally: "I think it's much more relaxed than before." ”

"Well, that's good."

A short conversation between two people is a sincere greeting between friends. The time between Zhou Yi and Lin Qingrou in the past seemed to be a very distant thing. Now the two of them have a new life, everything is moving towards a bright future, and they are always friends worth befriending.

"We'll go back first, I'm really bothering you today." Zhou Yi took Wu Li's hand and said goodbye to Lin Qingrou and Song Miao.

"What are you talking about, it's me and Qingrou who want to thank you for the great meal you brought."

After a few jokes, Zhou Yi and Wu Li were sent away, and the tea room suddenly seemed to return to a cold and deserted atmosphere.

"What do you say you can do about this, Qingrou. Today, it seems that we have no harvest again. Song Miao looked at Lin Qingrou and said very sadly.

At this time, the time had come to 8:07, and Lin Qingrou looked at the time and sighed unconsciously.

Then she said to Song Miao: "Why don't you go back first today, didn't you say that you have to go to your parents' house to pick up the child." ”

Song Miao nodded, and said with some embarrassment: "Yes, it's been a long time since I've been with our little baby, I really miss it." ”

"But can you do it alone?"

Lin Qingrou said: "Of course, it will be nine o'clock in the near future, and it looks like I will still eat zero eggs today." Leave it to me, if you go late, maybe the baby will fall asleep. ”

So Song Miao planned to take the first step, "Okay, Qingrou really thank you!" ”

Lin Qingrou could feel how much she missed her child in Song Miao's heart, and all mothers in the world had the same thoughts. Song Miao's true feelings, Lin Qingrou naturally couldn't understand it better.

At this time, Lin Qingrou was the only one left in the entire "Qinxin Tea Room". Looking at the neon flickering night outside the window, Lin Qingrou actually felt a little sad. At this time, it rains in the night sky, and the rain is a frequent occurrence at this time.

Just as Lin Qingrou was about to quietly watch the cars outside and wait until nine o'clock, there seemed to be two very luxurious cars parked outside. Lin Qingrou didn't realize that the people who got out of the car would be guests who came in for tea.

But it wasn't until those people walked towards the gate that Lin Qingrou suddenly realized that there were guests in the tea room. She seemed a little cramped, as this kind of scene had almost never happened in the previous days.

A middle-aged man standing in front looked like a valuable businessman, and Lin Qingrou stepped forward to greet him. The man looked Lin Qingrou up and down with an impolite look, and saw that Lin Qingrou felt uncomfortable for a while.

But after all, it still made Lin Qingrou very happy to be able to come at this time. She quickly put the dissatisfaction behind her and smiled as she ushered the guest into the room.

"What kind of tea do you want to drink?" Lin Qingrou asked with an extremely respectful attitude.

"Beauty, you can recommend it to us, what tea do you think we should drink, then we will drink tea today."

The middle-aged man with a somewhat rude look in his eyes just now opened his mouth and replied. Lin Qingrou nodded silently, and then immediately turned around and left the room. Now there are a total of three men in the room, which makes Lin Qingrou a little nervous, because it seems that the middle-aged man is not so friendly.

And when Lin Qingrou was preparing tea and snacks, another person walked in outside the door. Lin Qingrou looked up and saw that the person who came this time turned out to be Du Zeming. The two men looked at each other for a long time to come back to their senses.

"The customer asked me to come here to talk about something, don't get me wrong." Du Zeming said with a cold expression.