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Chapter 42

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    The moment Wenxin saw the person, her breathing almost stopped. She stood at the table with her hands on the corner of the table. As soon as he stopped, she subconsciously shifted her gaze and looked down at the corner of the table, picking at the sandalwood there with her fingers.  The wood grain road made me want to turn around and leave, but for some reason it didn't move.

    She didn¡¯t know when a cold sweat broke out on her back. She didn¡¯t know why he suddenly appeared here. The two of them were obviously in the south and the north. The sky was high and the sea was so far away. How could they meet in the same place without any precautions?

    The tall man wearing glasses in front did not hear the movement behind him. When he turned around, he saw the person behind him stopping and staring gloomily at a lesbian who he had never seen last time.  Wearing a thin pink sweater, she was extremely beautiful. She looked like a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She almost ducked under the table when he stared at her.

    "Zeyang, what's wrong?" the man with glasses asked doubtfully.

    In the eyes of others, he only paused for a moment before entering the room with the man with glasses, but Wen Xin felt that half a century had passed.

    "The duck here in Luzhou is fat and tender. I have eaten at so many places, but this one has the best duck. I specially brought you here to try it today. Don't dislike the small place. The environment is a bit bad."  , it can¡¯t be compared with the restaurants in Kyoto, but the taste is really good, here and here¡± The man with glasses was very attentive and opened the curtain to let the people behind him go in first.

    Looking at the swaying curtain that was lifted up and returned to its original position, Wenxin finally took a breath and came up. When she suddenly saw someone, she was still a little overwhelmed. She stood there for a long time without daring to move, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.

    It¡¯s just a feeling of being scared.

    Until the mute elder brother put a plate of duck meat, two cups of stewed duck, a small plate of wine-braised food, and a small clay pot of rice wine into her hands, "Yeah." He rushed into the room where someone had just entered.  Li nodded, turned around and entered the kitchen.

    "Hey, wait a minute"

    When Wen Xin came to her senses while holding the dinner plate, the mute elder brother had already entered the stove in two or three steps without hearing her. With the dinner plate in her hand, she was a little hesitant, confused and a little panicked, all kinds of complicated things  Emotions flooded her heart, and it seemed like just yesterday that she was sitting on the train crying.

    But once people are separated, they become very far away. After only a few days, she immediately felt that seeing him again became strange. She finally forgot everything about Kyoto and was ready to start over. Why did she see him again?  ?

    In the past, she could still act on occasion, but now, she doesn't want to act and can't act.

    Gu Qingtong settled the guests, lifted the curtain, and saw Wenxin standing there in a daze holding dishes and wine. She called out: "Wenxin, Wenxin."

    After calling twice, Wen Xin looked at her, "Huh?"

    Gu Qingtong looked at her confused look and smiled, "Why are you standing there? Bring it in. That's the table inside." Wen Xin was more experienced in entertaining guests than she was. This female class had a natural sense of intimacy when entertaining male guests.  All guests feel comfortable, so if you don¡¯t talk, the guests will also feel comfortable.

    In this era, it cannot be said that there are no hooligans, but they are all in private. There are not many people who dare to play hooligans openly, especially those with positions. If you want to be in the limelight at this time, you have to be beaten in any position.  Come down, so most of them are within a reasonable distance, so there is nothing to worry about.

    Guests at another table in the room wanted to fill a pot of wine. The rice wine here is home-brewed. Who knows who will eat the rice wine or the duck? The home-brewed grain wine is low in alcohol and not intoxicating. When Gu Qingtong walked over to get the wine, he took a look at it.  He glanced at Wenxin, immediately stretched out his hand to hold the plate that Wenxin was holding, and said, "Wenxin, hold the plate more firmly, the one inside looks like someone from a good background, don't spill the soup on anyone."

    Although the little section chief wearing glasses does not have a high position, his father is still capable. The people he brings are of the same age at first glance. Xiao section chief Zhao will not be so flattering to a peer, which shows that the other person has a background. Looking at  His style and accent made him sound like a guest from Kyoto.

    After Gu Qingtong finished speaking, he was stopped by Wenxin, "Sister Qingtong." Wenxin's expression was a little embarrassed. She frowned and said: "Here, you should send this dish over. My stomach" She wanted to cover her stomach to pretend that she couldn't.  Comfortable.

    At this time, someone opened the curtain in another room. When he saw Gu Qingtong, he said, "Xiao Gu, please bring three bowls of clear soup and a pile of sauced duck liver. Hurry up."

    Gu Qingtong responded and hurried into the kitchen.

    Warmth: ""

    She was holding a plate and standing in the hall, neither going back nor going back. The fragrance of sauced duck meat and rice wine kept entering her nose. She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose. Finally, she thought about what she was afraid of.  She gritted her teeth and prepared to take it in.This is the only small restaurant on the street that is reasonably priced and delicious.

    Zhao Yan was afraid that Yan Zeyang would not like this small place in the alley, so he kept praising him as soon as he came in. To be honest, the duck here is really good. He was not exaggerating. The fish head soup last time he came was also very delicious. It should be  Not too disappointing.

    When Wen Xin came in with a plate, Zhao Yan's eyes lit up. Isn't this the pink and pretty little girl who was standing there in the hall just now?  The scallion-tender fingers holding the plate are really hard to take away.

    The girl showed a shy smile when she came in.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Wenxin just smiled implicitly and professionally, and put the plates and cutlery on the table without looking at the other party's reaction. She remained silent, but she always felt that someone's eyes were staring at her.

    Gu Qingtong's stew pot is small, and the fragrance is fragrant when he opens it. The content is small but refined. Today's pre-dinner meal is a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus root porridge. Slowly simmer for a day on low heat to get the light red lotus root water, and then add rice.  , finally stir in the osmanthus and add a few pieces of rock sugar.

    It tastes very sweet and soft, and the slices of duck meat look very appetizing.

    Zhao Yan greeted his old classmate, "Her duck is one of a kind. Try it. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Boss Gu said that this duck meat contains several kinds of Agaricus blazei blazei, chick fir, and Hexian mushrooms."  The ingredients are delicious and the aftertaste is endless, and the rice wine is also quite good."

    Zhao Yan diligently opened the lid of the pot next to him, put it aside, and asked casually: "How did I hear that you are getting married soon? The marriage report has been filed, when? Is it the end of this year? You will let me know then.  , several of our classmates went to congratulate you, and everyone is still waiting to drink your wedding wine."

    When Wen Xin heard that she was getting married, her hand holding the plate immediately trembled. What is this Zhao Yan? He really didn't open the pot and pick up the pot. How on earth did he become the section chief? She didn't want to hear this. She put down the plate in a hurry, picked up the dinner plate and  Get ready to go.

    "Stop." A deep voice sounded from behind. Although the volume was very low, it carried a scolding tone that only people who knew each other could have, but also had a commanding tone that was quite annoying.

    Zhao Yan next to him was stunned when he heard this. He glanced at his old classmate and wondered why he asked the lesbian to stop. This was not like the character of his old classmate. When he was in school, he was very proud of the female classmates in the class.  At that time, many female classmates took the initiative to talk to him and hand them something, but he ignored them.

    Now you actually tell a strange lesbian to stop her?  Unbelievable.

    The beautiful lesbian with a face as pink as a flower really stopped and looked back at him with flashing eyes, timid and endearing.

    The young master Yan next to him stared at the girl closely and was silent for a while, "Come here and pour the wine."

    Zhao Yan opened his mouth slightly. In this era, when you go out to eat, you really don't have to pour wine. You just go to a department store or a state-owned restaurant. The service attitude is indifferent and rough. You like to buy or not, you like to eat or not, and you don't deliberately make things difficult for others.  , can you still pour wine?  Dream on.

    Wen Xin felt angry. As soon as she put the plate on the table, she pouted and walked over. She wanted to see what he wanted to do?  So he picked up the pot of rice wine, poured it into his cup, and then poured it for Zhao Yan. Zhao Yan immediately said, "No, no, no." He took the pot flattered, "I'll do it myself." He had never experienced this before.  Such a service.

    Young Master Yan said nothing, picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp.

    At this time, someone at the table next to the partition looked over. When he saw Wen Xin, he smiled and said, "Comrade Wen, come over here after you are done. I will introduce you to someone who is from our Longzhou Magazine."  Editor, you are a young and talented person. You have published several articles in the magazine. I heard that you are going to go to college? You are both young people. You can communicate with each other and learn from each other"

    Before the other party could finish speaking, Master Yan¡¯s wine glass banged on the table, startling Wen Xin.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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