As the girl drove, she slowly began to get angry. She wasn't angry at others, she was just angry at herself for not living up to her expectations.
The doctor I had a blind date with today wasn’t that great!
Although his facial features are regular and his skin is fair, his hair is a little sparse on top of his head, and a 30-year-old man looks like he's 40.
Although he is the chief physician, his salary is not that high. Although Sister Zhao said that he is highly valued by the leaders in the hospital recently, and even experts from the capital have the opportunity to help him...
But that can't change the fact that this person seems a bit naive and silly!
And what do I have to fight for? Just for this box of dumplings, I have to make dumplings for others!
This stingy guy didn’t even pay for the meat!
The girl returned home angrily. As soon as she entered the house and sat on the sofa, her mother, who was watching TV, sat up suddenly and asked with shining eyes:
"How is it? Xiao Zhao told me that Dr. Zhang is reliable and has a bright future... Is that okay?"
The girl snorted subconsciously, but before she could change her expression, her mother had already put her hands on her waist in anger: "I'm telling you, Chen Jingjing! If you keep being picky here, I'll kick you out of the house!"
"What kind of person are you looking for?"
“I don’t know myself…”
Chen Jing muttered something, but fearing to upset her mother, she suddenly had an idea and quickly picked up the lunch box and bamboo shoots in her hand: "It's OK, let's wait and see. It's just that this doctor is too honest. He insisted that the dumplings at home are especially delicious. He stuffed the last box into my hand, and then said that the bamboo shoots they bought are especially fresh, and asked me to take them home to make dumplings."
Whether it will work or not, let’s just postpone it for two days.
Unexpectedly, she underestimated the heart of an old mother who was eager to get married. The mother immediately took out her phone:
"... Hey, Sister Hong, we're not playing cards this afternoon..."
"Oh, nothing, it's just my daughter. Didn't someone introduce her to a boyfriend? The guy is very honest and bought those imported organic bamboo shoots..."
“… No, no, this thing is not expensive. I didn’t even ask the price. This is a token of my child’s love…”
"... Yes, yes, yes, I was planning to use it to make dumplings quickly. I'll treat you guys to some after I'm done. You can't leave this stuff... Okay, fine, let's meet some other time!"
The girl stood at the door holding her things, stunned.
Looking at the bag full of bamboo shoots, I was completely dumbfounded.
She tried to make a final remedy: "Mom, this is not a good idea. I am accepting someone's gifts on our first meeting. I was planning to come back and make some dumplings and then send them back to him..."
The mother had already gone into the kitchen and put on an apron. She said cheerfully, "What do you know? You single dog! The boy gave you food to eat. If you send it back, wouldn't it seem alienated?"
"Listen to me, I've made some buns. Send a few over tonight... We should have invited them over to eat, but I was afraid you'd think it was too fast, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
The girl nodded hurriedly: "Too fast, too fast."
By the end, I was almost crying.
"Really?" the old mother rolled her eyes. "Don't I know you? Hurry up and go to the supermarket to buy a bag of noodles and three pounds of pork belly. I'll deal with the bamboo shoots first."
"Send a few over tonight for them to try. I'm telling you, Chen Jingjing, don't be so disrespectful to me. If it doesn't work this time, you'll just have to go out and fend for yourself tomorrow!"
The girl wanted to cry but had no tears.
She would rather go out and fend for herself, but if she protests now, it's obvious that she's trying to provoke a fight at home!
So before I even sat down at home, I changed my shoes and went to the supermarket to buy onions, ginger, garlic, pork belly, and flour, all with my own money...
This wave of losses is huge!
By the evening, the procrastinating girl finally sent a message to Dr. Xiao Zhang, asking him to go out and get the buns.
Doctor Zhang Yuan sat up in shock from his dying illness, looked up to the sky and laughed as he went out. He held out his hand with great expectation—
Six buns in a plastic bag.
Although the buns are big, round and fragrant, six are just six!
He looked at the girl in disbelief: "Even if I can't cook, I know that ten kilograms of bamboo shoots can never be used to make only six buns!"
The girl's eyes wandered left and right. At this moment, she put one hand on her waist, slightly sticking out her belly, and then whispered:
"Well, the buns are delicious, but we've run out of bamboo shoots... If that doesn't work, I'll give you a girlfriend first."
What her mother said made some sense: even though Doctor Zhang looked old, he was willing to give her such delicious food, which proved that his intentions were sincere.
What
Doctor Xiao Zhang also stood there in a daze, and then suddenly couldn't help but secretly delighted:
It's safe to say that this girl must have fallen in love with him a long time ago!
Now she is deliberately not returning the buns, just to give herself an excuse to confess her feelings.
As they thought so, they just laughed foolishly. Under the street light, the two of them looked at each other, and they looked equally stupid.
…
On this side, Song Tan had no idea that her family’s agricultural products were going to play matchmaker again. She just posted an announcement in the group again saying that the bamboo shoots were gone.
Looking at everyone in the group asking questions non-stop, I felt so tired that I simply stopped replying.
Could it be that the bamboo forest is a perpetual motion machine
I dug it up twice and it was gone naturally. Why do you keep asking me about it? I would rather wait for it to grow back... It's the wrong season.
It’s gone. It’s really gone.
However, the situation with the savior in the imperial capital is a bit tricky.
The address given before was one, and later they sent a message saying that he was discharged from the hospital and changed the address.
Now she comes to ask if she wants to sell her things, saying that a friend is asking for her help... But if she says she wants to sell them, what if she gets paid directly
In all conscience, although Song Tan makes money, she doesn't intend to earn this money. She doesn't intend to repay the debt of saving her life with her body, so she can only give back more materially.
But on second thought, this is the advantage of WeChat. Once you give the money, it’s up to you whether to accept it or not.
So he replied without hesitation, "I sell tea and some agricultural products, but the quality is good and the price is high. Mingqian tea and Yuqian tea are all 10,000 yuan per catty, honey is 1,000 yuan per catty, and we also have bamboo shoots, wild vegetables, etc., but the garden is closed now, so we don't have them for the time being."
"You can mail it, but you have to pay for the postage yourself."
It also allows the other party to feel your sincerity in repaying the favor.
Lu Chuan indeed felt this sincerity.
In his opinion, the rural girl who wore simple clothes and carried a canvas bag and did not look wealthy, but had such high-quality items at home, probably could not earn much from ten thousand yuan.
The other party sent several kilograms of this, not to mention the wild vegetables and honey before...
Lu Chuan stared blankly at the cup of refreshing Maojian tea in front of him, and at this moment he felt his heart warm up.
It is true that I didn't ask for anything in return when I saved someone, but now that the other person is showing his gratitude, the feeling of receiving something in return is also very good.