Just then the waiter came over and asked her to order. Su Mingruan chose several plates of fresh mutton. Jingshi's copper pot-shabu-shabu mutton is a must-have. She likes it very much.
In addition to these extremely nutritious mutton, she also ordered green leafy vegetables and noodles and eggs, which are suitable for injured people.
While she was sketching, Qin Yiran came over.
The shabu-shabu store is not small, but Qin Yiran pays too much attention to Zhou Jibei.
Occasionally, when I hear a familiar voice in the crowd, I will look up and be surprised.
She stood next to Zhou Jibei with a decent smile and said openly: "Brother Jibei, you are also here to eat hot-pot meat. What a coincidence. We all know each other or join us at the table."
After she finished speaking, she looked at the order menu in Su Mingruan's hand, frowned at the several mutton orders on it.
"Brother Ji Bei, you should be careful while you are still injured. Don't eat too much mutton!"
As she spoke, she glanced at Su Mingruan helplessly and continued: "Sister Ruanruan, you are still young and don't know how to take care of people, so you can ask me in the future. I work in a hospital..."
Qin Yiran stood aside and began to preach.
Su Mingruan's mouth twitched. She ordered noodles and vegetables. Was she blind? She only saw mutton.
She glanced at Zhou Jibei with a speechless look.
Zhou Jibei glanced at Qin Yiran coldly: "You are here, disturbing our date."
Hearing this, Qin Yiran's preaching stopped abruptly.
She was a little at a loss. All the generosity she had shown just now disappeared. She looked defeated and said awkwardly: "Then you eat. I'll see you another day."
She returned to her original seat.
Huo Huaiyuan, who was sitting opposite, saw that her eyes were slightly red, and he bit his lip gently, as if he had been wronged. His eyes flashed with distress, and he asked softly: "Yi Ran, what's wrong with you? Your eyes are red, is it?" What happened? Did they make you feel wronged!"
"No, it's okay. Let's continue eating." Qin Yiran said, picking up the mutton with chopsticks. Put it in the dipping bowl, dip it lightly, put it to your mouth and put it back into the dipping sauce.
Sigh softly.
He picked it up and put it to his mouth.
Repeat this several times.
Any fool could tell that she was in a bad mood.
This made Huo Huaiyuan couldn't help but look at the table where Qin Yiran had just been.
The men and women at the table had already started eating. The man skillfully put the mutton in the soup into the lesbian's bowl. He smiled while she ate. The atmosphere between the two was very harmonious.
"Who is that person?" Huo Huaiyuan didn't know Zhou Jibei, nor did he know the person next to Zhou Jibei.
"That's Mr. Zhong's grandson. The girl opposite him is from Beijing University. It is said that she has a bad character. However, I think she is quite good. She looks good and speaks well."
Qin Yiran said.
Huo Huaiyuan wrote down the identities of these two people.
He was prepared to find out more when he had time. If he could help Yiran out, he was just Mr. Zhong's grandson and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Then his eyes fell on Su Mingruan...
Although Qin Yiran, whom he liked, was cold and cold, he didn't like to talk to him on weekdays.
But she was extremely kind-hearted and didn't say anything when she was wronged, but he didn't allow her to be bullied for no apparent reason.
"Let's go, I'll take you back." Seeing that Qin Yiran couldn't eat anymore, Huo Huaiyuan had no intention of continuing to eat, so he got up and left with Qin Yiran.
When the two passed by Zhou Jibei's table.
Qin Yiran stopped and looked at Su Mingruan: "I didn't mean any harm just now, it's just..."
Su Mingruan still had a piece of hot mutton in his mouth.
She couldn't help but chew it twice.
After swallowing, he looked at Qin Yiran: "Ah, do you have any ill intentions?"
"Try this again!" Zhou Jibei interrupted, took a few pieces of meat and put them in the porcelain bowl in front of Su Mingruan, and poured her a cup of hot soup.
He ignored Qin Yiran who was standing aside the whole time.
He said everything he needed to say.
others……
She was still so haunted that he could only ignore her. If he came a few more times, she wouldn't rush over to talk to her.
Qin Yiran lowered his head and left.
This made Huo Huaiyuan even more uncomfortable.
He glared at Su Mingruan and left with Qin Yiran.
Su Mingruan was speechless. Has she become a soft persimmon? Anyone who sees her has to roll their eyes.
Glancing back at Huo Huaiyuan, she withdrew her gaze and continued to eat the mutton. Although it felt uncomfortable to be stared at, she couldn't let it down to the shabu-shabu.
When she and Zhou Jibei left the shop, her belly was swollen.
"If you like it, come again next time." Zhou Jibei said.
Su Mingruan responded.
The two walked around the neighborhood and took photos at the Temple of Heaven. After it got dark, he sent her back to Beijing University. After he left, he went to the station to help the old man handle things.
Su Mingruan returned to school and was busy with his studies as before.
At the same time, she thought about what she would need to bring to meet her parents for the first time.
Although Zhou Jibei said that as long as she was there, everything else was not important.
However, the old man was a cheerful person and gave her a thick red envelope when they first met. Since she wanted to continue her relationship with Zhou Jibei.
You have to treat the old man as your own family.
What should I bring!
Su Mingruan was a little troubled. Although she had an industry, the old man definitely didn't lack the things she could buy with money.
She should get something sincere.
…
She thought of the threads spun by spiders.
Those threads were piled up in the space.
If this thing were used in a weapon, wouldn't it...
Su Mingruan has never been involved in the military industry and does not know much about it.
She couldn't help but crawl into the space.
I want to study silk thread...
Unexpectedly, when I went in this time, I found another newspaper on the table.
The moment she picked up the newspaper, her face turned blue.
Mourning: On November 10, 1987, Mr. Zhong Zhenyue died of cerebral infarction due to untimely treatment.
There are also photos of the old man during his lifetime in the newspaper. When Su Mingruan saw a familiar face, his mind suddenly shut down.
She quickly realized that it was just October.
There is still one month left until November 10th.
She can change.
This old man was the only family member Zhou Jibei invited when he got married, which proved that the old man's status in his heart was different. If the old man died due to lack of timely treatment according to the development in the newspaper.
He will definitely be sad for such a nice old man to him.
Su Mingruan thought of Zhou Jibei saying that his recovery ability seemed to have become stronger during the day.
She took the spirit spring water, and her ears and eyes were clear and her memory was better. Zhou Jibei's recovery power increased, but other aspects were temporarily suspended.
After taking the spiritual spring water, the spider began to shed its skin, became larger, and spun silk more firmly.
Therefore, the effect of spiritual spring water is not single. It has different effects on different people.
If the old man took Lingquan water, would it be possible to avoid cerebral infarction? Su Mingruan came out of the space and lay on the bed tossing and turning.
Yang Yan heard the creaking in the bed next door. She opened her eyes and looked towards Su Mingruan. Seeing her tossing and turning, she asked, "Are you sick or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, did I bother you? I'm going to sleep right now." Su Mingruan closed his eyes. Thinking about moving out of the dormitory.
She had space, she had to do business, and she had to study, so it was always inconvenient to stay in the dormitory.
Just as I was thinking about this, Yang Yan's voice came to my ears again: "Some people in the school said that you are being kept."
