Song Yuhua knew that Yin Xu had more than one store, because he had said it before, but he didn't expect that there would be so many.

couldn't help but give a thumbs up again, Song Yuhua praised and revered from the bottom of his heart: "Awesome Uncle Yin, I decided, you are my example of struggle!" ”

"Ambitious." Yin Xu praised, the world is so harsh on women, Song Yuhua can have this achievement at a young age, it is already a great thing, and he couldn't help but say: "Do a good job, you will definitely be better than me in the future." ”

Song Yuhua smiled and squinted, "Then I will accept your auspicious words." ”

The goods have been delivered, and they are very intimately distributed in various stores according to Yin Xu's requirements, and Yin Xu is also very kind, and immediately took out the final payment and handed it to Song Yuhua, without any delay.

The thick stack of money was directly put into the bag by Song Yuhua, "Uncle Yin is refreshing." ”

Yin Xu raised his eyebrows, "Don't order a little?" ”

"I still believe in Uncle Yin's character." Song Yuhua waved his hand.

Yin Xule said, "Okay, it's not early, let's go back quickly." ”

The two said that they would eat together next time, and they parted ways.

Because the truck was rented, she had to return the car, but Song Yuhua didn't need to return the car, she asked the driver to go to the gate of Jiaxin Xiaoyuan to put her down, settle today's wages for a few people, and give some more, and then went straight home.

Although it is now off-duty time, a few employees who have received more wages are naturally happy to work overtime, not to mention adding for a while, as long as they have money, they are willing to add for as long as they want.

As soon as the door was opened, the smell of food came from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of stir-frying, Song Yuhua raised his eyebrows, and walked to the kitchen in wonder, Ailan has always eaten in the garment factory, why did she go home and cook it herself?

When he saw the two people in the kitchen, one stir-frying and one working together, and getting along harmoniously, Song Yuhua crossed the thought of "no wonder" in his heart.

The corners of her mouth tuckled, leaning against the kitchen door frame, "I just said how did Ailan think of going home to cook today, it turned out that someone was there, it seems that I came back at the right time, and I can rub delicious food." ”

Being teased like this, Xiong Ailan blushed slightly, shook off the water in her hands, put the freshly washed side dishes on the cooking table within Hu Dagu's reach, and then beckoned her friend and said, "Yuhua, you're back, let's go to the sofa and sit for a while, we will be able to eat immediately." ”

Hu Dagu, who was stir-frying, also echoed: "The last dish." ”

Song Yuhua smiled and narrowed his eyes, and silently said to Xiong Ailan: Come out.

She stepped into the living room first, and Xiong Ailan followed behind her, standing out of Hu Dagu's sight, Song Yuhua asked in a low voice, "Why did you take him home?" "I have lived here for a few days, and this is the first time that Xiong Ailan has brought Hu Dagu into the house, so I can't help but be a little curious.

Although she is close friends with Song Yuhua, she lives comfortably in this house, but if she really wants to bring someone here, Xiong Ailan is still a little restrained, after all, this is not her home, she is not sure if Yuhua will be unhappy, her feelings can't be consumed, she can't be too willful, so she never brings Hu Dagu back.

But today is different, "Today is Ohtani's birthday, and none of their families have the habit of celebrating birthdays, so I want to celebrate him." ”

Song Yuhua's eyes widened, "You didn't say it earlier!" I should have bought a cake and came back. ”

"No, no, no, that thing is too expensive, let's just have a home-cooked meal together." Xiong Ailan waved her hand in a panic, for fear that Song Yuhua would really go to buy a cake. The last time she passed by a foreigner's dessert shop, she saw the cake inside, and a small piece cost more than a dozen yuan.

In Song Yuhua's rich memory, birthdays and cakes are two things that are bound together, and he forgot the scarcity and preciousness of cakes in this era for a while.

Yes, there is no cake, there must be a bowl of longevity noodles, when Hu Dagu came out with the dishes, Song Yuhua plucked Xiong Ailan and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for Hu Dagu.

As for why he let him cook by himself when it was Hu Dagu's birthday, Song Yuhua also asked curiously, but the result was that Xiong Ailan was accidentally splashed with oil beads when she was heating the oil, and Hu Dagu looked distressed, so he exchanged places with her.

Song Yuhua had a toothache when he heard this, and secretly said that he shouldn't ask this question, otherwise he wouldn't be shown off.

Xiong Ailan occupied the kitchen, and Hu Dagu was stopped outside the kitchen, wondering: "What are you doing, let me in, the dishes are not finished yet." ”

Song Yuhua blocked the door of the kitchen, stood up with the momentum of a husband and wife, and shook his head firmly, "No, I'll serve the dishes, you give me over, sit there." ”

Hu Dagu looked in the direction of her finger, and it was the sofa in the living room. He scratched his head, and walked over and sat down obediently.

In the kitchen, Xiong Ailan and a small piece of dough, then kneaded into a thin strip, put it in the pot and cook for a few minutes, then carefully fished it out, put it in a bowl, with two small green vegetables, it looks good, but I don't know how it tastes, she has the heart to taste it, but thinking that this is Hu Dagu's longevity noodles, she dispelled this idea.

Just when Hu Dagu couldn't suppress his curiosity and frequently straightened his head to look at the kitchen, the door was finally opened.

Xiong Ailan walked out with a small amount of longevity noodles, while Song Yuhua turned around and entered the kitchen, brought out Hu Dagu's fried dishes one by one, and put them on the dining table.

Fortunately, it was summer, and the air was hot, and even if I waited for more than ten minutes, the food in that bowl was still hot.

Longevity noodles were placed in front of Hu Dagu, and Xiong Ailan smiled and said, "Happy birthday." ”

Hu Dagu was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect such a surprise, he looked at the woman he liked, and then looked at the longevity noodles in front of him, and his eyes were red with emotion for a while. When he was a child, his family was poor and had no money to celebrate his birthday, but his mother would boil him an egg, and later his parents became workers, and the family conditions were better, but they began to get busy, and they didn't have time to celebrate his birthday, and gradually, he was no longer a birthday.

In fact, I just wanted to take this opportunity to stay with Erlando for a while today, and I wanted to cook and dine with her, but I didn't expect that there would be such a surprise.

"Alan, thank you." After Hu Dagu finished speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and pick up the longevity noodles and stuff them into his mouth. Xiong Ailan looked distressed and funny, and kept telling softly: "You slow down, you can't bite off, stuff it in your mouth." ”

The atmosphere between the two was really good, Song Yuhua, who was sitting opposite them, couldn't bear to disturb, pinching chopsticks and eating slowly, not to mention, Hu Dagu's craftsmanship was quite good.

When the two people on the opposite side finished eating longevity noodles crookedly, Song Yuhua had already finished half a bowl of rice.

After dinner, the three of them sat on the sofa and chatted for a while, until the night was getting darker, and Hu Dagu did not leave.

After washing up, when she returned to the bedroom, Song Yuhua wrote a letter to Gu Jun on the bed, deeply criticizing Hu Dagu and Xiong Ailan's behavior of showing affection in front of her.

Let's not talk about how Gu Jun, who received the letter later, couldn't cry or laugh, Song Yuhua, who finished writing the letter, was relaxed, and even his mood was much better, so he fell asleep directly on the thin quilt.

However, before dawn, Song Yuhua woke up faintly, she had a not very good dream, dreaming of the things of her previous life, she wondered in her heart, she had forgotten almost everything, why did she suddenly dream again?

She now has a close friend, a happy lover, and a career of struggle, and she is very satisfied and happy, and the pain and unwillingness of the previous life have all been downplayed by her.

Song Yuhua has never been a person who forgets the past, but she knows that cherishing the present is the most important thing. Therefore, the memory of the previous life has not created any burden on her, and now that she thinks about it, she just laughs it off.

A faint smile rose at the corner of his mouth, Song Yuhua yawned, turned over and continued to sleep.

But obviously, it was she who thought too well, although she no longer cared about the past suffering, it didn't mean that some people wouldn't come to her.

At noon, Song Yuhua was eating a big pot of rice with employees in the Junhua Garment Factory, and before he finished eating, he saw Chen Dahai hurriedly looking for him.

"Boss, go back and take a look, your mother is here and is spilling in the factory." Chen Dahai was angry and anxious, and he didn't have any scruples when he said it.

"Who?" For a while, Song Yuhua didn't react, and said half-loudly: "You said my mother?" Lin Xiaofang? ”

Chen Dahai nodded with a bitter face and urged: "Yes, you should go back and have a look." ”