Chapter Forty-Eight: A Bitter Cry
Yu Zhenzhen looked at Yu Xiaodao, whose face was flushed, and smiled.
Bending down, she touched Yu Xiaodao's hair and said softly: "Yes, my sister is a bad person, but Xiaodao is a good child, so study hard and take care of Aunt Lu." ”
After that, he bypassed the mother and son and left, no matter how He Lu called her name in the back, he didn't look back.
A taxi came, Yu Zhenzhen stretched out her hand to stop it, and just about to get in the car, Yu Xiaodao suddenly cried:
"Sister! Sister, did you lie or not? Sister! ”
Without hesitation, Yu Zhenzhen got into the car and told the driver to drive faster.
She didn't want to let others see her vulnerability even for a moment in a place where there was Yu Zhong.
Nine-year-old Yu Xiaodao is very smart, but he still doesn't understand these twists and turns, so he can only cry.
Twenty-year-old Yu Zhenzhen, even if she is very smart, even if she has long understood and accepted those twists and turns, she still wants to cry.
That's enough.
She felt as if she should go home, but she didn't know how to face Jin Qi.
That's the best friend who took him in when he was the hardest time and absolutely trusted him.
But now, where can she go but go?
Somehow, the gods sent the ghost to the ground, and Yu Zhenzhen said a place name:
"In front of the west subway entrance of Fenglin Road, there is a fruit inn, I'll go there."
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It wasn't until the car stopped at the door of the Guoguo Inn that Yu Zhenzhen got out of the car and found out where she had been.
Oh yes, why did she come here?
Probably because she decided that Bai Yiguo had something to do with the three years she had forgotten.
It could also be because of ...... That bowl of jajangmyeon last time was really delicious?
People are sad - at least when Yu Zhenzhen is extremely sad, she always wants to eat something.
It's still a low-key and wealthy inn, with a small blackboard at the door, with today's recipe written:
Beef cheong fun, chocolate chip cookies, chrysanthemum wolfberry tea.
It seems that Boss Bai's snacks are a combination of Chinese and Western.
Yu Zhenzhen told herself a cold joke in her heart, but she didn't laugh at herself, but she almost made herself cry.
She hurriedly cleaned up her mood, and just stepped over the threshold, she bumped into Boss Bai coming out of it.
As soon as he saw Yu Zhenzhen, Bai Yiguo immediately had an alarm bell in his heart and hid far away.
"What are you here to do? Our debts have been paid. He looked wary, but laughed narrowly, clearly jokingly.
However, at this moment, Yu Zhenzhen was in no mood to joke with him.
"Eat," she said, taking her seat from the last time, "a cheong noodle, a pot of tea." ”
Bai Yiguo, who was still in a defensive posture, looked at Yu Zhenzhen's half-dead appearance and felt a little embarrassed.
When it comes to acting, it will be very embarrassing if no one is there to support it.
The cute waitress sister happily put on the things she ordered, and said with a smile: "This sister, you are here again." ”
Yu Zhenzhen barely squeezed out a smile, did not speak, but lowered her head and ate silently.
The texture of the flour is smooth and thin, and the texture of the meat is very firm, and it goes down the throat without any sticky feeling.
It's really delicious, and Boss Bai is really a person who knows how to make these market things delicious.
It's delicious, it's delicious, and if she eats something good, she'll be in a good mood.
But Yu Zhenzhen didn't know why, and the more she ate, the more she wanted to cry.
Really, the tip of the sword hurt her before it fell.
Bai Yiguo hid in the cash register, while pressing the calculator indiscriminately and pretending to be a settler, while secretly observing, there were so many scenes that even the cashier girl couldn't stand it.
The boss was stupid.
After waiting for a long time, seeing that Yu Zhenzhen was just bowing her head to eat, Boss Bai made up his mind, broke it into three steps and rubbed it over, and said with a flattering smile:
"Hehe, Boss Yu, it's delicious, right? I'll tell you, I'm the best at cooking, and if you like it, I can guarantee that you won't eat it again for ten years. ”
Yu Zhenzhen didn't speak.
In the past, it was because she had to pay attention when she enjoyed the food, but today it is because she doesn't want to talk about it now.
And obviously, Bai Yiguo is the kind of person who doesn't need others to speak, and can talk about cross talk by himself, and continues to chatter:
"And what happened last time, I did a good job, right? We have settled the two, you can't ask me for money again, in fact, I'm not that poor, just ...... Oh, let's make friends, I apologize sincerely, I invited you for this meal today, I'll get you two more cookies, right? I'm also very good at baking. ”
Bai Yiguo, who didn't plan to shut up, kept nagging for a long time before suddenly realizing that Yu Zhenzhen was crying.
Tears ran down his cheeks and fell on the plate, crying silently.
Bai Yiguo almost slipped off the chair.
When he met her in the alley, she was a rich woman who insulted his self-esteem coldly and arrogantly;
When I met her in Happy Village, she was a stalker who pressed herself against the wall and insulted her career;
The first time I saw her at the Guoguo Inn, she was a businesswoman who touched porcelain;
But today, eating the rice rolls he made, I cried.
Bai Yiguo was stunned for a long time before he muttered, "It's so unpalatable that you cry?" You...... You can't insult my cooking skills like that...... No, it's really that unpalatable? ”
The nonsensical words instantly made Yu Zhenzhen burst into tears and laughed, but in the next moment, she cried even more.
Anyway, she cried and cried, she simply lay on the table and cried happily.
Bai Yiguo sat next to her at a loss, not knowing where to put his hands.
They don't seem to have a good relationship enough to coax her......
Thinking about it, Bai Yiguo stretched out three fingers and patted her shoulder gently: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry, don't eat if it's unpalatable." ”
Yu Zhenzhen hadn't cried like this for a long time.
She is not someone who likes to cry, let alone cry in front of strangers.
Bai Yiguo is a stranger who should be an acquaintance to her.
Or an unpredictable, indistinguishable stranger from friend and foe.
Somehow, Yu Zhenzhen suddenly wondered, in the past three years, in the face of that iris man, did she also cry?
The chaotic thoughts finally distracted her sadness and made her control her tears.
She sat up and ate the last bite of cheong fun, then she took out the paper towel on the table, wiped her tears, and whispered:
"No, it's because it's so delicious that I cry with emotion. Haven't you seen the little master of China? ”
The first time Bai Yiguo heard someone praise his cooking skills like this, it happened on this occasion.
"I'll just say, what I make must be delicious." He was very complacent.
Yu Zhenzhen wiped her tears, poured a cup of tea, and drank it slowly, calming her emotions.
Bai Yiguo, who was praised, sat there writhing and watched her drink tea.
The boy, who was quite big, was like a girl at this time, and even the face that had always been pale under the black frame was flushed.
"Actually, the way you look when you're eating, it's pretty good." He said suddenly, seriously.
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