The University of Los Angeles is a bit big, and when he walked out after putting away the paintings, Qin Guanglin found that it was already five o'clock.
Returning the same way, and at the traffic light again, Qin Guanglin looked at the little hand on his sleeve and suddenly felt a little regretful: The weather is so hot now, why don't you wear short sleeves
He resolutely refused to admit that he was wretched, he just wanted to see where she would grab when she had no sleeves to grab? Clothes corner
Thinking of this, he looked up at He Wu's face, only to find that He Wu was staring at him suspiciously.
"What are you thinking?" He Wei moved his eyes to his sleeves, and looked up at him again.
"It's nothing." Qin Guanglin avoided her gaze and pretended to look at the traffic lights.
"Really?" He Wu laughed, then moved his little hand and grabbed his hand.
Soft and a little cold.
Qin Guanglin's heart skipped a beat suddenly, he didn't dare to lower his head to look at her, he hesitated for a moment with stiff hands, then tightened quietly.
Taking a sneaky breath, I'm in my twenties, but I'm just holding hands, so there's nothing to be nervous about.
But holding hands... is more than friendship, right
Not more than it
It should be more than that, right
"The light is green." He Wei reminded him from the side.
"Oh, let's go." Qin Guanglin glanced at her subconsciously, then looked forward with his head held high, and concentrated on crossing the road.
Why not laugh mischievously as if he found something interesting.
After crossing the intersection, she let go of her hand naturally, "Are you hungry?"
"It's time to eat, what do you want to eat?" Qin Guanglin gently rubbed his hands on his pants—his palms were sweaty and useless.
"Go this way." He Wei led the way ahead, led Qin Guanglin to turn left and right, and finally got into a home-cooked restaurant in the corner of the square.
It's really home-cooked food, without even a serious signboard, only a wooden board with five crooked words that seem to be written by myself-Shao Ji's home-cooked food.
"I didn't expect you to bring me here." Qin Guanglin looked around and was quite familiar with this place.
When I was in college, I often came here to eat with friends. The taste is good, the portion is full, and the boss takes good care of them. Sometimes, he will send food to the school in the middle of the night. Even though he has graduated for two years, he occasionally comes here Sometimes I will come to have a meal.
"I haven't seen Xiao Qin for a long time." The boss is a strong and fat man weighing more than two hundred pounds. He greeted Qin Guanglin with a loud voice as usual: "What do you want to eat today?"
"Uncle Shao." Qin Guanglin responded with a smile, "Look at the menu, you are busy first."
"Bring your girlfriend to eat? Come, have a sip of tea first." Uncle Shao smiled and brought over a pot of tea. His small restaurant is not at all eye-catching, and the location of the store is too poor, mainly for regular customers.
"Friend, friend."
"Look at it." He might as well push the menu over, then lift the teapot to rinse the tableware for the two of them.
Qin Guanglin took over the menu. There was a Fushou fish, a stir-fried shredded carrot, and a cucumber.
Do the two taste the same
"Uncle Shao, I'm sorry to trouble you." After looking at it, he handed the menu to Uncle Shao. There are enough dishes here, which is enough for two people.
"Okay, let me pick a fat one for you." Uncle Shao took the menu and glanced at it, then went to the back kitchen.
"What a coincidence, if you come an hour later, the place will be full." Qin Guanglin looked at He Wu ironing the tableware there, feeling an inexplicable tranquility in his heart.
He Wei took care of everything with a smile, poured two more cups of tea, and pushed a cup over, "I like that painting very much, thank you."
"Didn't you thank me just now?" Qin Guanglin scratched his head, "It's a small matter."
The dishes were being cooked in the back kitchen, and several tables of customers came to the store one after another.
"I've been waiting for a long time." Uncle Shao put the longevity fish on the table, "Girl, the rice is over there, you can eat whatever you want, you can ask this boy to serve it for you."
After winking at Qin Guanglin, Uncle Shao turned to greet the others, "Xiao Bingzi, why don't you get off work so early today? What do you want to eat?"
"I'll help you." Qin Guanglin reached out his hand to stop He Wu from getting up, and went to fill the rice with two bowls.
Why not have no intention of going on a diet, after eating a full bowl of rice, Qin Guanglin asked Qin Guanglin to add another half bowl.
"Would you like some soup?" Qin Guanglin didn't have the habit of drinking soup. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know why he had this habit.
"Just drink tea." After eating, He Wei put down his rice bowl, reached out and touched his stomach, a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face, and then picked up a piece of apple fish and put it in Qin Guanglin's bowl.
Seeing his slightly widened eyes, He might as well raise his head and think for a while, "Well... just take it as a thank you for that painting."
"You don't need to be so polite..." Qin Guanglin didn't know how to respond, so he had to work hard to pick up the rice.
One nitpick, one grilled rice, and soon it was time to check out.
"I invite you." He Wei took out a pink wallet, turned around and called Uncle Shao to pay the bill.
Qin Guanglin calmly picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, "He won't take your money, take it back."
"A total of eighty-eight, just give eighty."
Sure enough, Uncle Shao did not disappoint Qin Guanglin, he stood in front of him and stretched out his hand.
He might as well not care, took out a small mirror from the bag to look at it, and then took out lip balm and applied it, "Then I'll buy movie tickets later."
Walking out of the store, the sun has set and the sky is still bright. This is the best time of the day, neither hot nor cold.
Holding a small snuff bottle in her hand, Mother Qin walked on the square with Aunt Wang contentedly, preparing to return to court.
"Anyway, it's yours, so you can borrow it from me for two days." Aunt Wang was empty-handed and looked at the snuff bottle in Mother Qin's hand indignantly.
"No." Qin's mother shook her head proudly, "Oh, this little thing is probably from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, so I have to study it carefully when I go back."
"Look at how stingy you are." Aunt Wang was a little troubled, and recently she frequently lost her eyes, and let Qin's mother pick up such good things.
Qin's mother became more and more proud, "Hey, didn't you look stingy when I borrowed that cigarette holder from you last time? This is called..."
"Huh? The one in front looks like your kid." Aunt Wang interrupted her and pouted forward.
"Xiao Linzi? Where is it?" Qin's mother looked into the distance, and quickly found the target, "Hey, it's really him, let's go, let him see my baby."
"Who's that girl over there?"
"Yo!"
Qin Ma stood where she was, and looked at Aunt Wang.
Incredible!
Aunt Wang stretched out her hand to say hello, but Mother Qin quickly grabbed her and turned her back, then quietly turned her head to take a peek.
It looked like a plainclothes secret sentry monitoring the enemy's situation.
"What are you doing? Go over and say hello and get to know each other." Aunt Wang straightened her sleeves.
Qin's mother made a silent movement, "Shut up, let's see what they are going to do."
(end of this chapter)