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Qin Nuan sat down and fastened his seat belt, then shook his head and said, "Not yet. I originally agreed to eat with my brother. Who knew he would let me go! It's really too much!"
After hearing this, Song Zhan looked away guiltily and said, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten either, let's come together."
Qin Nuan thought for a while, but did not refuse, and said: "I would like to trouble you to make a trip today. In this case, I will treat you to dinner! Where do you want to eat?"
Song Zhan held the steering wheel, his eyebrows soft, "I listen to you."
"Okay then." Qin Nuan took out his mobile phone and carefully checked the specialty restaurants in Jiangcheng. Finally, he selected one and gave Song Zhan his address.
Qin Nuan chose a Su-style restaurant, which is light and not greasy, suitable for dinner.
After the two of them ordered the food, Qin Nuan took out a few boxes of pickles prepared by Qin's mother from the trunk and placed them on the dining table. "This is my mother's craft. Try it quickly. Her craft is super good."
Song Zhan followed the instructions and took a sip, nodded and said: "Auntie's craftsmanship is really good."
Pickles are moderately sweet and sour, with a unique taste. The ingredients are simple but the taste is not simple.
"That's right! That's right!" Qin Nuan said as she picked up the baby cabbage pickled by Qin's mother and put it into her mouth. Her eyes lit up. Crisp and sweet, it tasted better than she imagined.
But as he ate, the tip of Qin Nuan's nose suddenly became slightly sour, because the taste was somewhat familiar.
Her mother seems to have done it too.
Mother Qin is really nice to her.
In the real world, her mother passed away when she was very young, so she doesn¡¯t have a deep impression of her mother. The only thing she remembers is the day her mother passed away.
It was a nightmare that had tortured her for more than ten years.
Therefore, the memory of her mother¡¯s death is vivid and unforgettable.
She still remembers staying at home alone after her mother passed away. She is not yet old enough to go to preschool, cannot cook, and is hungry and panicking at home alone.
The survival instinct made her smell the food and search through the bottles and jars at home, and finally found a jar of pickles. She just ate pickles and drank water for a week before her neighbors discovered her and sent her to an orphanage.
Thinking of these, memories flood like sea water.
Qin Nuan raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, and poured herself a cup of hot water, trying to divert her attention and stop immersing herself in this dark memory.
At this time, Song Zhan seemed to notice something was wrong with her and asked, "Qin Nuan, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Qin Nuan smiled at Song Zhan, but the smile looked very forced.
Song Zhan pushed the hot dishes in front of Qin Nuan, quietly replaced the pickled vegetables in front of Qin Nuan, and said as if chatting: "No matter what happened in the past, it is in the past. The present is the most precious thing at the moment. thing."
The clean and deep voice carries a power that penetrates people's hearts.
Qin Nuan raised his head and looked at Song Zhan blankly. Strange, how could he guess what she was thinking? He didn't know her past.
?Maybe it¡¯s just a coincidence.
Qin Nuan raised her lips and smiled, taking Song Zhan's words into her heart.
Only now is the most precious thing at the moment.
From the time she entered the book, her lack of family affection was made up for by Qin's mother, Qin's father, and Qin Shi. They gave her precious father's love and mother's love.
She doesn¡¯t know if she will stay here forever. But no matter where she is, as long as there are people who love her by her side, it is the most beautiful world.
After dinner, Song Zhan and Qin Nuan walked out of the hotel together.
This Soviet-style restaurant not only has a Jiangnan-style interior decoration, but also the alley outside the store. There are two rows of evergreen trees on both sides of the cobblestone path, giving it the feeling of a winding path leading to a secluded place.
Song Zhan suggested: "Why don't we take a walk to eat?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com