Sharing a room with Su Mingzheng is a graduate student who is also studying at Davis University. Her name is Bridget. She has dazzling blond hair and blue eyes, but she lives up to her status as a karate player. She is 180cm tall and has a tall head. She lives up to her name. Tough girl. Although Bridget majored in calculator at the same University of Davis, she went to the internship factory all day long. What she did did not look like doing research, but more like a female foreman who was always busy with a wrench.
When Su Mingzheng first settled here and found the place where she lives now by following the real estate agent's advertisement, Bridget was a step behind her, but the two quickly agreed on a shared apartment and got along very happily.
Su Mingzheng took Chen Wen back to her small house. It was a two-story building painted white. However, Su Mingzheng and her roommates only rented the first floor, and other tenants lived on the second floor.
The small building is already thirty years old. You can hear the creaking sound of wooden boards even when you step on the doorstep. The decoration inside also looks old. For example, at this time, Su Mingzheng stretched out her hand to block Chen Wen beside her.
"Don't step on that board over there, the nails are sticking out," she kindly reminded visitors.
"Oh!" Chen Wen, who was carrying her luggage, quickly retracted her feet, which were only wearing plastic foam slippers, and stood up straight.
Thinking about it carefully, this woman traveled to a foreign country with only a 20-inch suitcase. She was so light and simple. Su Mingzheng suddenly wondered if she would die of cold outside if he didn't take her back.
Just as Su Mingzheng placed the paper bag in her hands on the dining table in the corner of the living room, Bridget who was staying in the room ran out to greet her enthusiastically. Different from the image of people who love calculators wearing glasses and being thin, Bridget Ji didn't wear glasses. She was wearing thick clothes and had broad shoulders and a thick back like a golden bear. She patted Su Mingzheng's shoulders warmly and generously.
"Su, is there anything delicious?" The bear girl lowered her head and rummaged through the paper bag on the table. Su Mingzheng also has an English name, but Bridget is particularly fond of this monosyllabic surname.
Su Mingzheng looked at the roommate in front of her with helplessness on her face, "This is. Chen Min." Being able to put a big living person aside and turn over the food first was really impressive.
"Chen Min, this is Bridget." As the middleman, Su Mingzheng completed the task of introducing both parties.
According to politeness, the two women shook hands politely and talked to each other.
It can be heard that Chen Wei is fluent in foreign languages. No wonder she dares to travel alone.
"You can eat the salad and fruit first, and I'll make the soup." With Bridget present, Su Mingzheng naturally spoke in a foreign language, and since Chen Min could understand it, there was no need to worry.
The eldest lady who had never touched Yang Chun Shui now has to cook. This is a helpless move. Su Mingzheng is self-aware and her cooking skills are as good as Amitabha's (cross hands).
But there are others who are even worse at cooking, such as a roommate who only knows how to use a microwave.
After taking the ribs from the freezer, Su Mingzheng made a radish-stewed ribs. It couldn't be easier. Just throw the radish and ribs into the pot, cover the pot and simmer for forty minutes, and you're done. But of course, the radishes need to be peeled, and the ribs need to be blanched to make them bleed. Foreign pigs have a strong smell, so the steps to make them bleed are even more important.
During this period, Chen Wen walked into the kitchen at one point, and Su Mingzheng was about to ask her: Do you know how to cook? ? Great, come and repay the favor with a snail.
As if Chen Wei had read her thoughts, she waved her hands repeatedly, "I don't know how to cook, I just came here out of curiosity."
Fortunately, she still had a conscience, so she asked, "Do you want some milk?" She quickly picked up a cup from the dish rack, and when Su Mingzheng nodded, she immediately poured a full cup.
Although the milk was iced, Su Mingzheng still drank it dry. This feeling of chilling the heart and lungs is probably the enjoyment that those who eat ice cream outside are looking for.
Outside, Bridget, who only knows how to use a microwave, put the salad in a large basin and took it to the microwave. At the end, she still did not forget the bag of salad dressing that came with the microwave. Then she poured the warm salad dressing on the lukewarm fruits and vegetables. Just a humble warm salad.
Su Mingzheng, who was waiting for the time to stew the soup, also sat at the dining table with two young ladies from the distant kitchen. Everyone had a bowl of salad and ate it with the toast that came out of the toaster. Chen Min simply put the lettuce between the two sides. Slices of toast complete the sandwich. Seeing her actions, Bridget immediately took out cheese slices, ham, and cream from the refrigerator to make a more luxurious version of the sandwich.
According to what Su Mingzheng vaguely heard in the kitchen, Chen Wei had already told Bridget about losing her wallet. Not only did she have no money, but her passport, ID card, and credit cards were all in her wallet.
That seems really troublesome, Su Mingzheng thought while eating the luxurious version of the sandwich made by Bridget. Don’t forget who bought the food. It’s also appropriate to make one or two sandwiches to show your respect. “What are you going to do next?” What?" Su Mingzheng asked Chen Wei curiously.
"Otherwise, how about I accompany you to call the police tomorrow?" It seems that this is how to deal with it, and then check online later.
"Okay." Chen Wei, who nodded, looked completely contented and happy, and she didn't know what she was happy about.
The radish and pork ribs soup is indeed the highlight. In winter, holding a bowl of steaming soup is the most enjoyable. Even though the varieties of radish are not the same, the pork ribs seem to be fishy, and the seasoning is only simple salt and pepper. The three of them are still busy grabbing it. I drank the whole pot.
Bridget, a Westerner, is not picky about food at all. After drinking two large bowls, she said: "This soup is so clear, I can't get full."
"It's not about making soup. Okay, let's make corn soup next time." Su Mingzheng also relaxed and responded easily, holding her head.
"I want to drink it too." Chen Wen replied with a smile.
"You don't pay for your food!" Feinting, Su Mingzheng pointed at Chen Wei with her eyebrows raised.
Chen Min just held the bowl, hid behind the bowl and smiled at Su Mingzheng with her eyes exposed. She was like a royal sister who also learned how to act cute and beg for mercy.
Seeing that begging for mercy didn't work, she changed her strategy, slapped the bowl on the table, and declared boldly: "If I get my wallet back, I will help everyone improve their diet!"
Everyone knew the chances of recovering the stolen wallet, and the other two showed disdain and disdain in their eyes.
Just when everyone was satisfied and ready to leave, Bridget suddenly stood up and said, "By the way, Su, there is your letter. I took it from the mailbox for you."
As she walked back to her room to get the letter, she joked: "It should be a Christmas card, right? In order not to expire, I sent it so many days in advance. Your family really misses you. It has also happened before, New Year, Spring Festival, Easter, etc." I didn’t miss any of the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Thanksgiving Day, so I knew just by looking at the envelope that it must be a holiday card.” She could count so many festivals on her fingers, and the time she lived with Su Mingzheng was also Bridget learned many Eastern festivals.
An international mail envelope with red and blue trim and the size of a card was handed over to Su Mingzheng by Bridget.
There were only two rooms in the apartment, so of course Chen Wei, who was eating and drinking for free, could only sleep on the sofa. So after Bridget and Su Mingzheng returned to their rooms, she opened the suitcase and sorted the clothes inside one by one. , and found the portable cup that he carried, preparing to go to the kitchen to fill a cup of hot water.
So, she happened to see Su Mingzheng sitting at the desk through the door that was not closed. Su Mingzheng held the international mail in front of his eyes in a daze with both hands. In the end, he did not open the letter and opened it directly. The drawer threw the letter into the depths and closed the drawer with force.
At this time, Su Mingzheng also saw Chen Wei standing outside. Like a mouse caught by a cat, Chen Wei quickly raised the cup and hid in the kitchen. When she finished filling the hot water and came out, Su Mingzheng The door has been closed.
In the room, Su Mingzheng took out the books in her schoolbag and continued to immerse herself in them. She had maintained such high-intensity investment for almost two months. She had lost a lot of weight. If it weren't for the continuous exercise, her body would be in good shape. Strong, may be crushed by pressure.
The minute hand of the clock moved around and around. By the time Su Mingzheng felt a little tired and decided to go out and wash her face, it was already late at night.
Su Mingzheng was surprised to find that Chen Wen, who seemed to be lazy, was not asleep yet. The quilt had been spread on the sofa. She was sitting on the blanket on the bottom, holding the quilt and looking at the moon through the window.
"Can't you sleep?" Su Mingzheng could speak Chinese only to Chen Min. She wondered: Could it be that this sister was actually deeply traumatized and just didn't say it?
"Maybe it's the jet lag," Chen Min replied softly.
Su Mingzheng walked over in the dark and sat down on another chair.
"Why are you here?" This is a question Su Mingzheng is very curious about. This area is not a tourist hotspot. The only special thing is that there is an extra university. The rest are ordinary southern landscapes.
"Let me think about things." Chen Wen answered calmly.
"My current job is so tiring and I'm not happy. I really want to quit." His tone was innocent and soft, like a child coquettishly.
"But I'm already thirty this year, should I settle down?" The eldest child sighed and sunk his chin into the quilt.
"If you want to find a good boss, be happy at work."
It turned out that she was worried about her career. Su Mingzheng felt a little like she was in another world. She had never thought about changing jobs other than being the president of Xinguang. But this kind of worry is probably very normal for ordinary people. In fact, maybe you can worry about it yourself?
"Your current job must be very good, right?" Despite Chen Wei's unreliable appearance, she can tell that she is well-educated just from her fluent foreign language, pure accent, and conversation.
"It's quite stable, the position is high, and the salary is good." The person who said these words was looking out the window in confusion.
Su Mingzheng fell silent. She really had no experience in this kind of career thinking, and she couldn't say anything thought-provoking. She thought for a while and then said: "Do you want to climb to a high position and take on heavier responsibilities? Enjoy a tougher challenge?”
Chen Wei glanced at her, her eyes obviously a little surprised, and after a while she turned back to the front and murmured: "Do I want to?"
So, just change the worry into another problem! Su Mingzheng couldn't help but laugh secretly.
"What about you? Why are you here?" Chen Wei suddenly put aside his worries and looked at Su Mingzheng with full interest.
"Actually, you are not as close to your family as Bridget said, right? I saw you threw the card away without even opening it. So you are not an ordinary international student, right? You came here for some reason. Bar?"
Su Mingzheng has always suspected that Chen Wen recognized her, but the way she said these words didn't look like it.
"I've pretty much lost contact with my family. Something happened and I was kind of driven here."
"Yeah." Chen Wen, who was six years older than Su Mingzheng, finally looked like an older sister. She turned her head and pressed her left cheek against the sheets. With soft eyes, she carefully observed the student who brought her home.
"You still have to go back, right?" Chen Wen stepped out of the iron trap and saved her home just to be able to speak Chinese. This was her intuition, "There are still people in the country who are worried about her, right?"
"Yes, yes." For example, those friends who were loyal and never left her. Su Mingzheng had many friends' faces in her mind. It would be a lie to say that she didn't miss her.
Seeing Su Mingzheng's expression lost in memories, Chen Wen also stopped talking. At the same time, he also fell into some kind of contemplation, and the two of them became quiet together.
In fact, the meaning of Chen Min's sentence about the person he misses includes: for example, the person who still sends cards.
Those letters sent according to the festival were written by Su Ronghan.
Su Mingzheng knew it by looking at the handwriting on the cover.
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