Chapter Ninety-Three: Huang's Luggage

There was no word all night, and they slept peacefully.

Early the next morning, Huang Jinglian, who was used to getting up early, woke up early according to the habit of her biological clock.

I didn't know where I was for a while, but when I saw the European-style bud-shaped crystal chandelier hanging on the ceiling, I remembered that she had arrived in S City.

Thinking of this, she thought of Meng Li, who was sick, and she couldn't sit still.

On the previous page, under the introduction of Ji Qi, I learned that Meng Li lived on the highest floor of this building.

So she slid out of bed, put on the slippers specially prepared by Quanke, walked to the door, quietly opened the door and walked out.

Then I followed the corridor and found the stairs, and quietly passed all the tenants' doors along the way to the door of the fourth floor.

Then he reached out and slowly opened the door of the room on the fourth floor, and slowly poked his head in.

I saw Meng Liao lying on the head of the bed, his face ruddy, and he looked a little fatter than he was three months ago.

The one she saw last night, in the sky and on the ground, was tragically beautiful, and the man in ancient costume who exceeded the world's ultimate imagination of beauty was giving her a girl, feeding her spoonful after spoonful.

Huang Jinglian has always known that although her younger sister is not as temperamental as the one she saw last night, and she is not as delicate and dexterous as Quanke, she is also one of the few good-looking people in her life in the past nineteen years.

However, at this time, the girl who got along with Feng You made her feel that she looked a lot better.

Why does she feel this way, Huang Jinglian herself can't say clearly. I just feel that the atmosphere between the two at this time is very moving, just looking at it, I feel soft in my heart.

In order to continue this atmosphere, Huang Jinglian gently closed the door again and quietly returned to the room.

Stretching his waist, he was about to go back to bed and try to get some sleep, when the corner of his eye swept to his three colorful flower skin baggage.

Thinking about it, I knew that I was going to visit S City, my mother, father, grandmother, brother, you stuff a handful of sour, he put a bag of beans, she baked a few cakes, and he wrote a letter.

Streamlined again and again, it still packed two and a half burdens. If it weren't for the fact that she said that she was embarrassed to go to S City and dress too badly, she snatched back half of her burden and put her clothes.

Now that she has gotten up, in order not to sleep back, Huang Jinglian plans to pack up the three big burdens she brought.

It took more than an hour to sort it out, and she looked at the wooden floor full of things, and had to praise her, her mother is really a genius!

This can of chili sauce was taken out of the gap in the baggage, the bag of peanuts was cushioned in the corner, and the red envelope, which was cleaned up to the end, she dusted off the wrapper, and fell out......

It can be said to be all-encompassing!

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't take it, it was estimated that her father and mother would be able to stuff herself into the baggage and come to Sl City to take a look.

Just as Huang Jinglian was amazed at the things all over the ground, she suddenly heard a voice coming from outside the door, and hurriedly ran over to open the door in three steps and two steps.

It turned out that Jiqi and Quanke came together, followed by Xu Qingyun and Meng Ji, who were hooked shoulders and backs.

"Good morning! You're here just in time, I just have something to trouble you!"

Huang Jinglian was embarrassed about how to take those things downstairs for herself with two hands, and she met four laborers in a few days after opening the door, and half of them were strong laborers, so she hurriedly greeted happily.

Several people spoke, "Good morning, did Jinglian sleep well last night?"

When I saw Huang Jinglian nodding and replied, "I slept so well!", and asked, "If there is anything you need our help with, just say that this is your home, and you should treat it as your own home." ”

"Hehe-" Huang Jinglian smiled innocently, touched the back of her head embarrassedly, led everyone to her room, and showed them a dazzling array of things on the ground.

"These are the things that my parents brought to me, most of them are some food, I don't know where to put them, and I can't take that much for a while, so I have to trouble you ......"

Jiqi looked at the things on the ground, turned her head to look at her again, and it took a long time to find her voice, "These...... You brought it all yesterday?"

"yes, yes, my grandmother said, if you can't hold anything in the suitcase, you can't buckle it. So I used the old furoshi she used when she was younger, and I can put it as much as I want, and I can put it as much as I want!"

Quanke's eyes widened as he looked at the things spread out on the floor, and through the various packaging, he couldn't tell what they were.

But just these bags, boxes, cans, jars...... There are even strips wrapped in newspapers...... She couldn't help but admire the old man of the Terran race who she had never met.

In this case, what are you doing standing stupidly, moving!

A few people, you take a bag, I hold a jar, he carries a bag, and when he is about to go out, Bai Tu'er follows the smell and comes in.

He didn't want to go out so early, after all, at present, he is still in a special period, and he is not very willing to contact people for a long time.

When the few people greeted Huang Jinglian, he listened in the room, and after a few people entered room 201, he also opened the door and poked his head out to check.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, he was just about to close the door and go back to sleep, but from the open door of room 201, he was familiar with the smell of drooling.

Like a fox who had been hungry for several days, he suddenly smelled the smell of freshly baked chicken after cooking with various cooking methods, and followed the taste and entered room 201.

When he entered the room, he completely ignored the eyes of the few people and Huang Jinglian's greetings, and walked straight to Meng Ji, who was holding a pottery altar.

When I got closer, I sniffed back and forth along the altar, but the jar was held by the accumulation, so I ...... His movements are as if he has sniffed the upper and lower parts of the accumulation and the left and right parts.

Meng Ji's face was strange, and his voice was sarcastic, "What's the matter?

Ji Qi hurriedly interjected to interrupt him: "Mengji, don't talk nonsense! Bai Tu is hungry, yes! Hungry! Let's go downstairs for breakfast." ”

Bai Shu snatched the jar from his hand and ignored what they said.

Holding the small jar like a treasure, he came to Huang Jinglian and asked, "In this jar, are the small pickles I ate at your house before?"

Huang Jinglian was a little stunned by the question, and then thought that the time when Bai Shu went to the village to take Meng away before, she had gone to her own house to eat a specially prepared practice meal.

nodded again and again, "Yes, this is made by my milk, and I said that I was afraid that I couldn't buy it in S City, and I didn't have time to pickle it, so I brought it to her for porridge." ”

When Bai Shu heard this, a glint flashed in his eyes, it turned out that Meng Liao would also pickle this kind of small pickles, so he couldn't let her go.

Thinking about it, he took the lead and walked out, saying as he walked, "Let's go have breakfast, don't delay Sister Jinglian to go and see it!"

The tenants of the apartment looked at each other, how could this become a "Jinglian girl"?