Qi Heng drove a car that is more common nowadays; Jeep.

Ru Guo sat up directly without pretentiousness, and seeing the little girl's crisp movements, Qi Heng was even more in a good mood.

For Ru Shengli, who still had a black face when he came up, it didn't affect him at all.

"It's not the way back to school"

Although she didn't have much research on Kyoto, she still remembered the route from the school to the station, and Ruguo made a noise as she watched the car turn a corner from the avenue.

"It's noon, you're definitely hungry, I'll take you to eat something delicious! This will go back to school and the door of the canteen must be closed."

Qi Heng glanced sideways at the girl who wrinkled her eyebrows, and explained.

"Is there a restaurant in front of the school? Let's go there and eat."

Ru Shengli sat in the back and spoke, he felt that the other party was really thoughtful, although he was not against caring about Ru Guo.

"There is only noodles on the side of the school, Xiao Guoguo likes to eat rice, I know that there is a Sichuan restaurant that makes very authentic dishes, I took her to try it"

Ru Shengli's face was completely blackened this time, did the other party show off that he knew his daughter's habits? also deliberately pointed out that he was taking his daughter to go, and he was definitely what he thought was incidental.

Ru Guo was indifferent to the conversation between the two, when she heard Sichuan cuisine, she thought of the spicy boiled fish, the husband and wife's lungs... The thought makes my mouth water.

Although she can cook it herself, when she was in the Ru family, the Ru family didn't like to eat rice very much, and all she ate was pasta, so she was really a little greedy.

Ru Guo swallowed saliva without leaving a trace, but how could these small details leak through Qi Heng, who has become a sperm?

Although he seems to be concentrating on driving, he sees everything about the people around him in his eyes and remembers it in his heart.

The car stopped on a street, Ru Guo was sure that he had never been here, and the street was full of restaurants, and at this time it had already formed a scale, and most of the dishes from all over the world had been eaten.

Qi Heng took Ru Guo and Ru Shengli to a restaurant called: Little Sichuan, which seemed to be a small place, and there were only six or seven tables in the hall.

By this time, it was already past noon, and there was only one table left for the diners.

"Whatever you want to eat, as long as it's Sichuan food, the boss here can make it, and it tastes authentic."

There was no menu, just a large white sheet of paper hanging on the wall, with thirty or forty dishes written on it.

Seeing the boiled fish that she was thinking about, Ru Guo unceremoniously opened her mouth and ordered, and the proprietress looked at the little girl by her side, ordering their specialty dishes, thinking that this little girl would eat.

Ru Shengli also thinks that the girl's generous and unpretentious character is very good, there is no small family spirit, and the proud Ru Shengli feels that the girl is worthy of being his and Qiuhua's daughter.

didn't know what Ru Shengli was thinking, Ru Guo was nostalgic for looking at the dishes that had not been touched for several months, and he was hungry for the spicy taste that had not been touched for more than a month.

“....”

Ru Guo looked at the two pairs of chopsticks stretched out, and the fish on the chopsticks were coming towards his dishes.

Qi Heng raised his eyebrows: "I have already picked the thorns on it, so I won't be choked"

Ru Shengli was a little embarrassed, he saw Ru Guo's chopsticks stretching all the way to the boiled fish, and saw that the dishes in her bowl were almost gone, so he gave her a chopstick, but he didn't expect that the stinky boy was more attentive than himself, and he picked the thorns.

The meal was a little weird, and Ru Guo looked at the two men standing downstairs in the dormitory, and the sense of ritual was so serious.

Fortunately, it was class time at this time, and only the dormitory manager aunt looked over like watching a play with melon seeds.

"You can study hard with peace of mind, and if you still want to work, you should take care of yourself and don't be too tired. Second Uncle doesn't want you to be tired at a young age, and I'll come to you when I find a good place.

By then, we'll have a home in Kyoto! ”

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