The next day, Xie Pujia got up early in the morning and rushed to No. 315 Yinshu Lane, Huanyang Street, and made a bowl of simple egg noodles with eggs from chickens in the yard and put them in an insulated lunch box.

Hurriedly rushed to the seventh courtyard of the city with a lunch box.

The Seventh Courtyard of the City.

Today's ward is much more lively than the previous days, and there are two more people standing at the door, and the sound of chatting from the ward can be faintly heard.

Xie Pujia glanced at the time, it was only 6:40 in the morning.

She watched the news of the city for several days, and learned that Yunlu City was going to hold a meeting in the next few days, and guessed that if Old Man Zheng's son came to visit him in the hospital today, it would only be morning.

She guessed it.

Carrying a warm lunch box full of egg noodles into the ward, the two new people at the door wanted to stop her, but they were stopped by the people next to them, Xie Pujia walked in unimpeded.

As soon as she entered, she attracted the attention of everyone in the ward, and when she looked up, there were acquaintances and people she had never seen before.

Zheng Yihong, the son of Old Man Zheng, the fierce Uncle Lin, a middle-aged woman dressed plainly and with exquisite makeup, and a man who looks like he is in his twenties.

Xie Pujia guessed that the two were Zheng Yihong's wife and son.

While she was observing others, several others were also looking at her.

Old Man Zheng took the lead in breaking the deadlock of silence of several people, and said happily to Xie Pujia: "The girl is here?" ”

Xie Pujia raised a smiling face, and obediently shouted "Hello uncle" and "Hello aunt" to several people in the ward, and after shouting, she stepped forward and put the lunch box on the table, opened the lunch box, and looked at Old Man Zheng.

"Grandpa, this is the egg noodles I boiled for you early in the morning, and the eggs that your chickens just laid in the morning are fresh."

"Well, I love to eat eggs from my chickens, and I can't get used to buying them outside."

A scene of grandchildren's filial piety.

From the car accident to today, Zheng Yihong has only come to the hospital once on the day his father was hit, and his father's physical condition has been reported to him at other times, and he naturally knows that the little girl who saved the old man is now on time every morning and evening to "offer hospitality".

Zheng Yihong's eyes probed back and forth between the old man and Xie Pujia, as if he suddenly understood why the old man had to come to the hospital early in the morning today.

Mostly for the little girl in front of him.

He also thought that the old man missed his daughter-in-law and grandson, so he stupidly asked his daughter-in-law and son to take leave to come to the hospital to take care of his father instead.

"Ahem, little girl?" Zheng Yihong looked at Xie Pujia.

Xie Pujia opened the lid of the lunch box to dry the noodles, and when she heard Zheng Yihong calling herself, she smiled sweetly.

"Hello uncle!"

Zheng Yihong nodded and looked at the noodles in her hand: "Do you know the noodles that the old man cooked specially on his birthday?" ”

Hearing this, Xie Pujia showed a look of surprise, "Huh? Is it grandpa's birthday today? ”

After speaking, he touched everywhere on his body, and said with a guilty expression: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I don't know, I didn't prepare any gifts." ”

Old Man Zheng didn't demolish her, but waved his hand cooperatively.

"Hey, it's all empty, it's useless to send money and nutritional products these guys, I don't feel as comfortable as the bowl of egg noodles you cooked."

Old Man Zheng glanced at the clock hanging on the wall: "It's seven o'clock, girl, you're going to study in the morning, right?" In this way, Yihong, you just stop by and send her off. ”

"This ......"

Zheng Yihong frowned and looked at his father in confusion, if I remember correctly, the little girl is from the second middle school in the city, he is going to the city government, one east and one west, where to stop by?

Old Man Zheng shook his head at him imperceptibly, and Zheng Yihong's gaze turned to Xie Pujia and met her nervous and expectant eyes.

guessed that the little girl had something to find herself, and the old man also knew about it, so he nodded.

"Okay."

Old Man Zheng smiled with satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to beckon his grandson to the hospital bed, "Come, Xiaojun, you feed me slim, tell grandpa how you are doing in your new unit......"

......

Xie Pujia got into Zheng Yihong's car with apprehension.

There were four people in the car, the driver who was driving, Assistant Lin who was sitting in the co-driver, Zheng Yihong and Xie Pujia in the back.

"Little girl, what are you looking for me?"

Zheng Yihong no longer had a smile on his face, holding his forehead and closing his eyes.

The first time we met, I heard her cry about the misfortune at home, thinking that she saved the old man and helped solve a small trouble, but she didn't expect that she would try her best to get close to the old man, in order to catch him.

In Zheng Yihong's opinion, Xie Pujia completely took a fancy to his identity and wanted to blackmail Entu to get benefits from him.

It's so snobbish that he doesn't like it.

Xie Pujia has always been good at observing words and feelings, and she saw Zheng Yihong's impatience, so she didn't talk nonsense, and spoke directly.

"Are the people in the car reliable?"

In a word, the vigilance of the other three people in the car instantly increased.

Zheng Yihong opened his eyes and swept his sharp gaze towards her.

"What do you mean?"

Xie Pujia was stared at excitedly, and she quickly added: "I want to ensure not only my own safety, but also your safety, so what I have to say-"

There was a pause, and his tone was sincere.

"I just want to tell you alone."

Zheng Yihong's eyes were half-narrowed, and his hand was slowly patted on his knee, which was his subconscious action when he looked at people.

"Keeping me safe?" He chuckled, "What danger will I have?" ”

Xie Pujia knew that he didn't trust himself, indeed, Zheng Yihong's current status made it extremely difficult for him to trust a yellow-haired girl without any background.

So Xie Pujia opened her schoolbag, took out a blank paper and pencil from it, and quickly wrote a few names in the blank space with very light force, avoiding the sight of the two people in the front row, and put them up in front of Zheng Yihong.

After confirming that the other party has completely read these names, then erase them with an eraser, unfold the paper after wiping it, carefully confirm that no information will appear on it, and then fold the paper four times with confidence, and after the white paper is shrunk into a small piece, it is handed to Zheng Yihong.

Zheng Yihong's face changed from expressionless to gloomy when he saw the few names she wrote, and his sharp eyes swept at Xie Pujia.

"Where did you know that?"

Xie Pujia shook her head.

"I'm sorry I can't tell you just yet."

The driver drove the car very slowly, but the seventh courtyard of the city was not far from the second middle school, and no matter how fast he was, he arrived at the school gate.

"Mayor, it's here." The driver opened his mouth to remind.

Zheng Yihong held the paper that Xie Pujia folded for him in his hand and rubbed it back and forth.

The atmosphere was deadlocked, and the long preparatory bell of the No. 2 Middle School in the city was heard into the small car, and Xie Pujia didn't dare to take a breath.

Zheng Yihong handed the blank paper back to Xie Pujia.

"Give me your contact information."

In the golden autumn of November, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Xie Pujia's forehead, she forced herself to calm down, took the paper and wrote her number on it with a pencil.

Zheng Yihong learned from Xie Pujia's appearance of folding paper, folded the paper four times, and put it into the inner pocket of the suit.

"Let's go down."

At the end, with a warning, "Attend classes well." ”