An Ning, who is full of personality, is shaking his head from side to side after walking out of the cafeteria, looking for a route.

"Comrade An, the guest house is here, I'll take you there."

Secretary Song followed, and he was kicked out by the factory director for the first time.

The status of tranquility can be seen.

"Is it hard to find?"

"It's not hard to find, walk about three miles this way, you can see it."

After Secretary Song finished speaking, he wanted to lead the way in front, but An Ning refused and said, "I'll go by myself, thank you." ”

"That's not going to work!"

Secretary Song trotted a few steps, and was just about to speak, when a person came out of the shadow.

"Tranquility."

A low male voice, a low brim, hands in his pockets, and a tall posture.

Secretary Song wanted to step forward, but An Ning responded to the other party.

"He's back?"

"Nope."

Jiang Xia walked out of the shadows, nodded to Secretary Song behind him, and said, "I'll send my sister, thank you." ”

"Huh? Okay, then I'll go back. ”

Secretary Song didn't suspect anything else, greeted An Ning, turned around and went back to the factory.

As for Director Jin and Deputy Director Li, they were left by Director Zhang, and as witnesses, the two also took the initiative to provide some evidence and are under investigation.

An Ning didn't speak, just walked on the road.

In the provincial capital in winter, at this time, there are not many people outside.

The two walked side by side, and the sound of footsteps was particularly obvious in the night.

Occasionally, there was the sound of wind whistling through the hall, and the faces of the people who blew were a little painful.

"When am I your sister?"

"Just now."

Jiang Xia's voice has changed, and it is different from the timbre just now.

An Ning glanced sideways at him and said, "Your voice is also very interesting." ”

"The small skills of carving insects are not enough to worry about teeth."

Jiang Xia regained his freedom to talk to An Ning, and he led the way towards the guest house.

When she was about to get to the place, An Ning was a little curious.

"How did you stay in Koto Castle?"

"Beat up."

An Ning stopped, a little unconvinced.

Jiang Xia stopped somewhat unnaturally, looked at An Ning and said, "Don't look at me like this!" The master still respects a certain ancient metaphysics, not me. ”

"Huh."

An Ning laughed.

"I guess, it has nothing to do with you?"

"Of course! The master didn't do it himself, and he already gave him the biggest face. ”

An Ning could hear Jiang Xia's seriousness, she was really a little curious, what happened to the father and son?

She didn't ask, though.

"It's here, I'm in."

An Ning lifted her feet up the steps and knocked on the door.

Jiang Xia turned to leave, stood in a place that others couldn't see, and saw the guest house open, and the upstairs waited for a light before he left.

This night, except for a good night's sleep, everyone else was not good, or almost did not sleep.

Several factory directors talked all night, and in the second half of the night, they directly investigated.

The other seven technicians studied for a night, what questions to ask tomorrow, and even took out the questions that had been bothering them for a long time.

When An Ning came down from the room on the second floor of the guest house, the staff of the guest house handed over a bag.

"It's breakfast from your brother."

"Thank you."

An Ning knew that this was sent by her brother Jiang Xia "just", she walked outside the door and didn't see anyone.

She lowered her head and smiled, as if the two of them were unsightly.

An Ning didn't know, although she was complaining, she was laughing.

The defense of men and women is always the fastest way to discredit a person, and Jiang Xia will never let An Ning carry bad things before he understands his heart.

An Ning took the bag, turned around and prepared to go upstairs, and then go after breakfast.

"Your brother is so nice, he came early in the morning and gave me one."

The usher at the front desk held the bun in his hand and smiled sincerely.

"That's good."

An Ning carried the bag upstairs, thinking about Jiang Xia's operation, and he was indeed very careful.

If he didn't deliver a separate one, half of the waiters would be curious about what was in An Ning's pocket.

If you are curious about the outcome, you can't predict it.

An Ning took breakfast and went back to the room.

She sat down in a chair and pulled a large lunch box out of her pocket.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that there was not only a lunch box, but also two hot water bottles and two water bottles.

The kind of bottle that hangs the bottle at the village doctor, and it is filled with hot water.

Two hot water bottles, one below and one on top.

Two bottles on both sides.

When An Ning took out the lunch box, the lunch box was still hot, even a little hot.

There are three lunch boxes in total, and there is a note on the top.

An Ning took down the note, and saw Jiang Xia's handwriting for the first time, it was very beautiful, and he couldn't tell how good it felt.

She can't write, she only imitates, and she doesn't have her own handwriting.

The words on the note, as always, Jiangxia's words.

"It's a little more prepared, I hope you can eat enough."

An Ning couldn't help laughing, speechless with laughter.

"That means I eat a lot, doesn't it?"

Inside the house, naturally, no one responded.

An Ning opened the three lunch boxes with a smile and arranged them in a row.

There are four buns stuffed in a box, and they are about to explode.

In a box is rice porridge, but it is not white porridge, there are a lot of things in it, and if you look closely, it should be seafood porridge.

In the last box, there was a box full of white flour dumplings.

"How good I am, you think."

These three boxes of things are really too much.

An Ning also found a pair of chopsticks and a spoon in the bag, and at the bottom, there was a small wooden box, which was opened to see that it was a small box of pickled pickles.

An Ning couldn't help but admire, and the preparation was so much and complete.

She took chopsticks, grabbed a dumpling, and took a bite of half of it.

Just this half of the dumpling, so that An Ning's eyes couldn't help but enlarge, and there was really a flash of light.

"It's so delicious!"

An Ning sped up her chewing, and a box of dumplings, before she knew it, was gone.

Her eyes fell on the seafood porridge and buns on the side.

"Actually, it's not a lot."

An Ning held a bun in one hand and a spoonful of seafood porridge.

It was so delicious that she didn't want to open her mouth anymore.

A bite of seafood porridge, her tongue is going to swallow it.

After a meal, the three lunch boxes are not clean.

The seafood porridge is eaten clean by a spoon and scraped.

But even so, An Ning's eyes couldn't help but look at the small wooden box.

"Pickles shouldn't be bad."

An Ning sandwiched a small pickle that she couldn't name, and when she put it in her mouth, the first feeling was crispy.

Crisp and greasy.

After eating a box of pickles, she felt that her stomach, which was originally a little distended, was not so bloated.

"It's amazing, what the hell is this?"

This meal was the first time that An Ning was conquered by ancient cooking techniques, and it was the guiding light for her to embark on the road of food.

After a full meal, An Ning washed the lunch box, put everything back into the bag, tied the two bags to the school bag, and went downstairs.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Secretary Song.

"Hello Comrade An, I'll take you to breakfast."

"Thanks, but I'm full."

(End of chapter)