(The storyline is fictitious, the official must not sit in the opposite seat, the similarity is purely a coincidence)

On the afternoon of the second day after Jing Hao returned to Oxford, Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen and Li Ruoshi packed their bags to leave, and they left their domestic contact information with Jing Hao and hugged goodbye.

Mr. Chen told Jing Hao by the way: "Mr. and Mrs. Bai plan to go to London for a few days after the trip, and then return to China. ”

Jing Hao said, "Oh, they're not coming back?" I have a farewell gift for them. ”

Mr. Chen said, "Let's talk about it when we go back to China in the future." In addition, I heard from the guardian that Liu Zongzong may not be allowed to return to Oxford to study the language until at least half a year later, and the guardian is trying to figure out a way, so for the time being, you are the only one left here. ”

Jing smiled and sighed softly.

"But soon, two Swedish students will move in. You get over it a little, alone, just a few days......"

Jing Hao nodded, feeling a little lonely in his heart.

Mrs. Chen also said: "Jinghao, you take care of yourself, don't be too tired to make that application, if you really study for a doctorate in the future, you should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest!" When you're annoyed, or if there's something you want to ask, just call me. ”

Jing Hao said, "Okay, thank you, Sister Sweet Sakura." Then you must pay more attention to your body and don't work too hard. ”

Mrs. Chen nodded.

Li Ruoshi suddenly said: "Quiet, you that, there are some things, be decisive!" ”

Jing Hao knew what he meant and nodded.

Li Ruoshi said again: "Let's all go back first, you take care of yourself!" ”

Having said that, Jing Hao is a little sad.

Jing Hao deliberately smiled and said, "I also wish you all, everyone, all the best!" ”

The four of them hugged each other and said goodbye, thinking of getting along in a foreign country for several years, living together like a family and taking care of each other, and now they are suddenly going to break up, maybe they will have the opportunity to see each other again after going their separate ways, Mrs. Chen and Jing Hao's eyes are a little red, and everyone else is also a little sad.

Mr. Chen hurriedly said on the side: "Hey, don't be sad for anyone! Li Tianying, you are a little promising! It's not like we forget each other as soon as we turn our heads, we are all old friends. ”

Mr. Chen also said: "We have each other's convenient contact information on WeChat, and it is not very easy for us to go back and meet in China. ”

After Mr. Chen finished speaking, he patted Jing's arm. Jing nodded well, knowing that they were really going to separate, although they were not family members or relatives, but everyone had been together for so long, and it was certain that they were reluctant.

After they left, the house really became deserted all of a sudden, and they were alone, and they pushed the door downstairs and entered the restaurant several times, still habitually thinking that they would meet someone. However, when she saw that Mr. Chen's white "Midea Multi-function Rice Cooker" was missing on the empty kitchen countertop, and Li Ruoshi's mug with a black polka dot pattern on a white background was gone, she really felt that they were really all gone, and she was the only one left.

For two days in a row, Jing Hao went out alone to buy takeout at a Chinese restaurant and came back for lunch and dinner. In the morning, it's just a matter of making do, or being alone in the restaurant, soaking a bowl of oatmeal with milk; Either you have an empty stomach, go to the small cafeteria near the school library to eat something, and then go to the school library to sit in the morning or even all day after eating.

Coincidentally, Harry didn't contact Jing Hao for the past two days, and there was neither email nor phone calls. For two days, I was concentrating on searching for information on applying to schools and preparing personal materials.

In China, at night, Chen Dongliang sent Lei Xiaoming back to the apartment community, Lei Xiaoming was coquettish and cute, and he had to ask Chen Dongliang to get out of the car and send him upstairs before leaving. Chen Dongliang really couldn't resist her, locked the car, sent her upstairs, and entered the room.

Lei Xiaoming said that her stomach was upset, and asked Chen Dongliang to help her boil a pot of boiling water before leaving, and she had to take medicine.

Lei Xiaoming's apartment is very compact and narrow, the living room, bedroom, and dining room are almost connected, there is an open kitchenette, and a comfortable bathroom, the total area is only thirty or forty square meters.

Chen Dongliang went to the open kitchen to boil water, poured a cup and brought it to her, but Lei Xiaoming still didn't let Chen Dongliang go, saying that he had a bad stomach pain, or maybe it was a lower abdomen pain......

Chen Dongliang asked her what was wrong, what did she have for dinner? Is it that eating food spoils your stomach? Lei Xiaoming didn't answer his question, only said that his stomach hurt.

In the end, Chen Dongliang had no choice but to call his parents, saying that he was going to work overtime in the unit, and if it was too late, he would not go back, and he would stay together in the temporary dormitory in the unit building......

Lei Xiaoming got his mind and left Chen Dongliang again, of course he was happy. Taking advantage of Chen Dongliang's phone call, she had already changed into a pair of soft and sexy pajamas with soft and sexy colors, ready to "entertain" Chen Dongliang.

Here, Chen Dongliang looked back after making a phone call, and it was already full of spring over there......

Some people say: It makes sense for men to chase women like across mountains, and for women to chase men across the veil.

In the UK, the morning dawns late, and after the thesis is submitted, there is no fixed curriculum, but there are lectures and activities in the school every day, and I go to the school every day.

Jing Hao had a slight cold that day, and she didn't get up until eight o'clock, dragged her out, and at half past nine in the morning, she sat in the small dining room near the library for breakfast.

Harry happened to go in to buy coffee, and when he saw Jing Hao, he was a little surprised and very happy, and he told Jing Hao that his mother had come to Oxford from Wales to visit him, and wanted to invite Jing Hao to his house for lunch.

Jing Hao was also very happy to hear it, remembering that Harry's mother was not very enthusiastic last time, probably because she and Harry went suddenly, too recklessly, disturbing people's daily routines. She wondered if she should make something delicious this time, something oriental, so that Harry's mother would be interested and interested, so that she could learn more about herself.

Jing Hao was in a hurry, went home and put down her school bag, ran to a nearby Chinese food store and a big supermarket to buy the most expensive soy sauce, vinegar, meat floss, vermicelli, carrots, cucumbers and quick-frozen dumplings, a few things cost her thirty-eight and a half pounds equal to more than four hundred yuan, but she was not distressed at all, and she was quite happy.

After packing her things, she happily hummed a song all the way, walked briskly, and went to Harry's house, preparing to make a Chinese salad and dumplings for them to eat at noon - Jing Hao liked this combination the most, it was refreshing and delicious.

As she walked, she had turned into the Shark House Street, which was in front of her, and the postman's green wooden door was gradually visible...... This was the third time I had been to Harry's house, and Jing Hao's heart was beating hard.

Jing Hao, Harry and Harry's mother were preparing meals in the kitchen, at this time, the BBC on the TV in the living room happened to broadcast a news about food safety in China, what additives, food raw materials, and the dirty environment in the production process, it was very scary, Jing Hao tilted his head and glanced at it several times, and the picture was even more shocking, a bit like the kind of scary link spread in WeChat. It wasn't too loud, but all three of them could hear it clearly. And Harry and his mother were slowing down the work of washing and chopping vegetables......

Harry couldn't help but look up at Jing Hao, and then at his mother's expression. Jing Hao's face was calm, and her mother frowned.

The voice of the BBC's report on food safety issues in China continued to come, and Jing Hao was also listening, thinking: It's a shame that just listening to the sound, if you see the picture, it will be even more troublesome.

Harry's mother probably couldn't take it anymore and began to ask Jing Hao very politely. She spoke slowly and logically in English, and she could understand quietly, but Harry still translated it for her: "It is true that Chinese food is not quite the same as our Western food, and the raw materials of Western food are generally very clear, but like you soy sauce, vinegar, meat floss, vermicelli and dumpling fillings, these foods that don't tell what they are made of, what are the raw materials, and how are they made?" Is it true that what is being said in the news now? ”

Jing Hao replied, "Oh, well, I'll listen carefully to what they say......"

In fact, Jing Hao didn't learn the food production process and fermentation process, and she couldn't explain how soy sauce and vinegar were made, as well as meat floss, vermicelli and dumpling filling, what raw materials and ingredients were there, how could she know clearly? Of course, Harry's mother didn't really want to know about the production process, but because of the news, she suddenly became "very interested" in Chinese food.

After thinking about it, she comforted Harry's mother and said, "What they say may be true or exaggerated. However, I just bought these in the local supermarket in Oxford, and since they can be imported into the UK, the quality should be guaranteed, and I can eat them with confidence. What do you think? ”

Harry's mother nodded, but then shrugged her shoulders again, and seemed to raise an eyebrow and pursed the corners of her mouth, which probably said, "Who knows." ”

There was a brief blank space where no one spoke.

Only the sound of Harry continuing to wash vegetables at the tap, and the sound of Harry's mother cutting cucumbers on a plastic cutting board with a stainless steel fruit knife. No one spoke, and the BBC report on the TV in the living room was especially loud. Calm down, even more embarrassed than just now, I really hope Harry can talk about something else.

Harry's mother apparently planned to make a vegetable salad with cucumbers, and the other ingredients: lettuce leaves, carrot slices, and shredded red cabbage were already in the large salad bowl next to her.

Suddenly, Harry's mother asked again: "Jinghao, I heard that you Chinese still make fake eggs and milk, as well as fake rice?" Do it like the real thing, and you can't tell the truth from the fake at all? ”

Jing Hao was stunned for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Oh, there is such a report, and I have seen this kind of report. However, I have never seen fake eggs, fake milk, and fake rice. ”

Harry's mother said, "Oh, is it? That's because you've been living in the UK lately. The tone was a little puzzled.

Jing Hao said: "I have indeed never seen it, some news, it may be fake, it is too exaggerated." ”

Harry's mother said, "Really? You've never seen any of those things? I've seen TV news reports that there are really these things, but you've really never seen them? ”

Jing Hao swallowed and said, "Our country is very big. Even if there were, it would be a very isolated thing, just like the United Kingdom has found adulterated horse meat in beef patties, but it's also a rare thing, isn't it? The probability is very small, it is not common, even if there is really fake milk and fake eggs, it does not mean that the milk we drink Chinese is fake, and the eggs we eat are fake......"

Harry's mother shrugged her shoulders again and said, "But, that's good, I can't understand how difficult it is that even milk, eggs, and rice can be fake, and they are very similar to the real thing, why don't those people produce real milk, real eggs, and real rice?" As long as you take good care of the cows, raise the chickens, and plant them well, how easy is it? ”

Jing Hao didn't know what to say, so she could only smile awkwardly. To be honest, she didn't know why those people bothered to make fake eggs, fake milk, and fake rice! It's not easy, it's incredible!

Harry deliberately changed the subject and said, "Uh——, that, speaking of which, you Chinese really like to spend time cooking, huh, huh?" ”

Jing Hao replied: "Yes, Chinese like to make food, and they are willing to spend time on this." ”

Harry said: "Some people say that the people in the world who are most willing to spend time on eating are the French and Chinese, and the people who spend the least time on cooking do you guess which countries?" ”

Jing Hao said: "I know this, you and I have exchanged this topic, our international student center extracurricular activities, also specially organized activities, talked about this content, I remember, it is British, right?" Or the Germans? ”

Harry said, "Hehe, I probably told you before that we Englishmen say that the first people who spend the least time and effort on eating are the Germans, and the second are the British. Because the worst people to cook are the Germans, and the second is the British. ”

Jing smiled and said, "But I've seen a feature film, and the Germans have the most variety and most complete kitchenware in the world."

"Well, the Germans love design tools," Harry said. ”

Jing Hao said: "However, do the Germans always say that the British food is the most unpalatable? ”

"Yes," said Harry, "they themselves say that the Germans have the second worst food, that we British are the ones who spend the least amount of effort and time on food, and that our food is the worst!" They don't want to admit that their food is the worst, hehe......"

Jing Hao grinned again. But she just smiled. Jing Hao was still pondering the question Harry's mother had just asked about fake eggs, fake milk, and fake rice. She sensed that Harry's mother also had a distrust of herself and the dumplings she bought.

Sure enough, Jing Hao cooked the dumplings and put them on the table, but Harry's mother didn't eat them. Jing thought about it: I don't blame her, I changed anyone, not a person who knows Chinese food too well, just based on the BBC report I just heard, I'm afraid I really can't eat it.

Jing Hao looked up and glanced at the TV, only to realize that I don't know when, the TV has been turned off. She thanked Harry in her heart, she knew that he was a man who was very considerate of others.

Harry cheered and ate four dumplings in a row. There were twenty-four dumplings in all, and the remaining twenty were on a large plate, and Harry's mother did not move any of them, and finally Jinghao ate them all, and she was so uncomfortable that her stomach was round, and she could barely stand up, and she hiccuped.

Of course, Jing Hao is angry when he eats so much at once, and it also seems to say: My food is not poisonous, it is safe, it is delicious, it is nutritious, and it is good! What are you afraid of!

But Harry's mother was a little frightened when she saw Jing Hao eating so much one after the other.

In the kitchen, Harry's mother picked up the plastic bag containing the dumplings from the garbage basket, looked at the grams written on it, and quietly asked Harry, "Does she eat so much at every meal?" About 600 grams too! Still, she only eats one meal a day......"

Harry quickly corrected his mother's misunderstanding and whispered to her with a food instruction: "Shh——, uh, mother, no, she shouldn't be very happy that you asked her what the ingredients are, and she thinks you doubt, doubt, and, distrust, so, she deliberately eats them all, probably to tell you that these things are delicious and safe!" ”

Harry's mother shrugged, as if she couldn't understand, and said, "Then she doesn't need to eat so much, almost overeating." ”

Harry said: "There are not as many as 600 grams, I ate a few, and I guess she ate 500 grams at most." ”

Harry's mother's eyes widened, "Do you think 500 grams is not too much?" Oh, my God! ”

"500 grams, of course, is not too much, you drink milk every morning, you have 300 milliliters in a cup, and then you have some bread and bacon and fruit, then it adds up to at least 500 grams, 600 grams," Harry said. ”

Harry's mother wasn't entirely convinced, shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.

After the meal, the three people sat in the living room and drank a pot of black tea, Jing Hao probably ate too many dumplings just now, always hiccuped, whether he spoke Chinese with Harry or English with Harry's mother, sometimes a sentence had to be divided into two or three times to speak completely, and he also felt that the scenery was very disturbing.

After chatting for a while and drinking a few cups of tea, the hiccups finally lightened up, and Harry's mother asked Jing Hao an even more bizarre question: "It's good, that, in your place, are you really going to go out of the mountains in an ox cart to go to school?" ”

Jing Hao was at a loss for words, and looked at Harry, who quickly made a round and gently asked his mother what she wanted to ask.

Harry's mother said she had just watched a documentary on television the day before about a Chinese child who came out of the mountains in an ox cart every morning, had to slide through a dangerous ropeway to the other side of the river, and then had to walk another hour to school.

Jing Hao was speechless for a moment, she seemed to have read this news story on Baidu News, but she really didn't know how to explain this matter to Harry's mother, how could this situation be the normal life of Chinese? Does she think that many parts of China are wild places, like primitive societies?

After thinking for a while, Jing Hao whispered: "I think it should be like this, our country is very big, and there may be some places where transportation is inconvenient, just like the people in the documentary you saw, they must only walk around so inconveniently, but in the city where I live, all kinds of transportation, buses, subways, are available, and they are not backward from here." My parents, for example, also have their own cars. ”

Harry's mother said, "Oh, the subway, yes, it's very convenient. We in England had the Underground more than 150 years ago. You just said that each of your families uses a car? That's really not environmentally friendly. We in England, on the contrary, are now very much a proponent of the use of bicycles and walking! ”

Obviously, Jing Hao couldn't say anything right, she quickly added: "Oh, yes, many of our cities are now overcrowded, resulting in bad air, we should indeed promote environmentally friendly travel methods, take public transportation or use bicycles, however, many Chinese have just started to have their own private cars, so the novelty has probably not passed." ”

Harry's mother smiled and said, "Oh, that's right. That's understandable. ”

Jing Hao then explained: "Again, many of our cities are too big, although the level of development may not be as good as that of cities in England, but often a city is as big as a county here, and it is more convenient to have your own car......

Harry's mother smiled and nodded. Suddenly she said, "Oh, but America is big, isn't it?" However, their lifestyle is also more environmentally friendly. ”

Jing Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressed a full burp that jumped up, and continued to explain: "My father's car is a school car, my father is a university professor, and he is the person in charge of his major, so there is usually a school public bus to take him and a few colleagues to and from work or work. My mother's car is her own car, but she doesn't always drive herself, and she only uses it when she needs to. A lot of the time, we also take the bus. ”

Harry's mother said: "Oh, but you Chinese still use too many cars, the air is getting terrible, right, I read BBC news that you can't see people 100 meters away?" Do you have to wear a special filter mask whenever you go out? ”

Jing Hao said: "Some places will be like that, but not all places. My hometown city is by the sea, so it's better. ”

Harry's mother nodded, and then asked, "Oh, then, do you all use the internet?" That is, the Internet. ”

Jing Hao thought she had misheard at first, and was stunned for a moment, but then replied: "Yes, of course we also use the Internet, and just like here, it is also the Internet." ”

Harry's mother said, "But I read a report that says, 'There are a number of places where you don't have electricity?' So how do you use the Internet? ”

Jing Hao nodded and said: "Oh, there may be very few very remote mountainous areas without electricity, China is indeed too big, and the development is uneven." ”

Harry's mother asked, "Oh, so there must be a lot of people using computers where you have access to electricity?" ”

Harry coughed and quietly grimaced at Jing Hao, telling her not to mind.

Jing Hao thought to himself: Am I from a primitive society? Ox cart ride to school? Don't have an internet and a computer? Where there are cars, the air is so bad that you can't see people clearly from 100 meters away? We have a lot of bad things, but what is this remark, is it because your old man is biased and ignorant, or am I too sensitive?

However, Jing Hao still kept a smile on his face, and couldn't help but burp.

She took a sip and replied politely: "Yes, computers are commonly used by Chinese, like we have three laptops at home, my parents and me, each person has a laptop, the network we use is the same as here, it is also a wireless network, the network speed is good, three people at the same time will not be slow." ”

Harry's mother nodded seriously and said, "Oh, if that's the case, it's not bad, it's not much like here." ”

Jing Hao heard this strangely, she smiled and said: "Of course, we are still a developing country after all, and compared with Europe, especially compared with the United Kingdom, there must still be some gaps in many aspects. ”

Harry's mother nodded, got up and turned on the TV again.

Harry's TV is the kind of big thick TV that many Chinese have long eliminated, and similar Chinese families have long used thin LCD TVs, but in many British homes, you can still see this kind of big thick TV.

Harry's mother still watched the BBC news channel, sweating quietly, but thankfully it didn't continue to broadcast reports on China's "ugly phenomenon".

The wall watch on the wall ticked, and after sitting for a few minutes, he got up with a good smile and said that he wanted to go back to his residence. Neither Harry nor his mother kept Jing Hao, and the British don't like to force others according to their own ideas, and they think that is disrespectful, which is sometimes good, and sometimes it seems unwelcoming to the Chinese. Harry got up to see her off, but said no. Harry then delivered it only to the door.

Walking on the way back to 28 Hydley Road, carrying the soy sauce, vinegar and meat floss she had brought, she felt very aggrieved.

An only child like Jing Hao, in China, has never been so enthusiastic about taking the initiative to cook a meal for anyone (even her own parents) since she was a child. The words of Harry's mother inspired a strong grievance in Jing Hao's heart.

But for Harry's mother, it may also be a big truth, a true feeling in her heart. And Harry's mother may not have any ill intentions, she knows too little about China, and hearing and seeing these strange things is simply all there is.

Jing Hao returned to her residence, and could no longer meet Mr. Chen in the restaurant making hot black tea for everyone waiting for them to come back to drink, and she felt lonely in a trance with the original lively picture in front of her eyes.

Jinghao always thought that she was the stronger type than her peers, but when she stood in the kitchen and raised her hand to put soy sauce, vinegar and meat floss in the small door with her English name on the oak closet, she became sad and cried, not for anything specific, but because she felt very uncomfortable......

She was even a little looking forward to the Swedish boys Mr. Chen said would move in quickly. Now in this whole house, she is the only one everywhere she goes, and it is really space.