Chapter 22: please have breakfast
Qin Yuan held his hand tightly, looked down at him, his face was close, and his wrist increased. twenty one
For a moment, it was difficult to tell whether he wanted to rub Ruan Qingmu's head a few times in revenge, or just wanted to lower his head, get closer, and see clearly the deja vu of the young man under him s face.
Ruan Qingmu didn't move, she raised her head to meet his gaze.
wind.
After an unknown amount of time, Ruan Qingmu, who was held by his raised wrist, licked his lips lightly.
"If you want to touch it, hurry up, or I will fall asleep." He said lazily, narrowing his eyes.
Qin Yuan suddenly relaxed.
Almost embarrassed, he rudely grabbed Ruan Qingmu's wrist, sent it back to the bed rail, and quickly put down the mosquito net.
In the dark of night, Ruan Qingmu seemed to laugh very shallowly.
After a long time, he asked softly, "Hey, are you asleep?"
Qin Yuan turned over heavily and made a sound like a response.
"The breakfast in the cafeteria is tired and boring." Ruan Qingmu seemed to be talking to herself, "Will you go to the breakfast shop outside tomorrow?"
Qin Yuan did not reply, but coughed softly.
"I invite you, thank you for your note." Ruan Qingmu was not discouraged, she reached out and took out her phone, "I'm set at six o'clock, wait for you for ten minutes, if you don't get up, I will Just go by yourself."
Qin Yuan remained silent, and after a while, the screen of his mobile phone also lit up.
Ruan Qingmu smiled silently as she looked at the shimmering light on the wall.
…
In the early morning of August, the sky is bright very early.
The alarm on the mobile phone rang, Ruan Qingmu took out the mobile phone in a daze, and was about to press it as usual, when suddenly a string in her mind rang softly.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his phone, it was exactly six o'clock!
I got up, a little confused. The bed on the opposite side was empty and no one was there.
He looked up again, the door of the bathroom opened, Qin Yuan came out, his face was fresh and clean, with bright vigor, and his school uniform was changed.
Ruan Qingmu leaned out of the bed in a daze: "What time are you set?"
Is it possible to get up at five o'clock?
Qin Yuan raised his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Wait for you for ten minutes, it won't be too late."
Ruan Qingmu glared at him and suddenly smiled: "Ok, ok, wait for me."
Last night, he said to wait for him for ten minutes, and now he will return the original sentence, what a cheapskate.
He quickly climbed out of bed, rushed to wash up, put on his school uniform, and picked up his schoolbag.
"Our class Bai Xiaosheng told me that in the alley to the east of the school, there is Liji Xiaolong soup dumplings, which are super delicious. It's so early now, so there's no need to line up."
Qin Yuan stood in front of him and looked at him without moving.
Ruan Qingmu grabbed the crutches and walked out excitedly, seeing that he didn't move, and turned her head: "Ah? Are you really not going?"
No, I really think too much, people just get up early and read on time?
Qin Yuan gave him a light look, and his eyes fell on his chest.
"Wear it like this, are you sure?"
Ruan Qingmu looked down inexplicably, what was she dressed like?
Dyeing your hair. If you do this, you will be checked when you enter the school."
Ruan Qingmu pouted: "You lied. I used to enter the school gate like this, no one cares."
Qin Yuan raised his eyes lightly, and a pair of narrow and sharp eyes flashed: "I'm the deputy head of the Ethics and Discipline Department. If I say catch, then you can catch it."
Ruan Qingmu: "…"
A well-known and upright young chivalrous blatantly tampering with the rules, is it really okay? ?
There are many day students in the school, and in the nearby alleys, all kinds of small restaurants and breakfast stalls are very prosperous.
After all, the alley is a little far from the school gate. It takes time to go out. Resident students who like to sleep in late do not like to come, and would rather run to the cafeteria as soon as they open their eyes.
The freshmen of the first year of high school have not registered yet, and now the students who make up the classes in the summer vacation are the students of the second and third year of high school, and there are not many who come out to eat breakfast.
When the two walked into the alley, the stalls opened early. There were some regular customers in each store, and there were obviously more girls.
Ruan Qingmu was a day student in high school, and every time she had breakfast at home, she never really came here once. He looked around, "Li Ji Xiao Long Bao... Where is it?"
Qin Yuan's face was also a little blank: "I don't know."
Ruan Qingmu sighed: "Don't you live on campus? You never come here to eat good food?"
"There's nothing wrong with the cafeteria."
One is to fill the stomach, and the other is to have fun.”
Qin Yuan looked back at him, and sure enough, as soon as he got outside the school, this person's crutches were just a decoration, and he walked without any obstacles.
"Does it bother you to pretend to be lame every day?"
Ruan Qingmu picked up her crutches and waved it in the air: "I have to fill it for a month, or Lao Jane will ask me to come on stage to read at any time."
"Don't do this, people who are too smart will be kept at a distance, you know?"
…
After six o'clock, the outdoor is not too hot. Many breakfast stalls put small tables at the door. Some students have already sat outside and ate in the street.
The two of them walked along the road and searched, and many eyes glanced over intentionally or unintentionally, and some girls looked at each other, secretly held their mobile phones, and aimed at them.
Ruan Qingmu bent down and asked two girls who were eating bean curd on the side of the road, "Could you please ask, where is that Li Ji soup bag?"
The two girls shyly put away their mobile phones: "Ah, go straight to the end of the alley, the one with a lot of people on the left."
Ruan Qingmu looked at them and raised her eyebrows: "Thank you, but take pictures, take pictures of me better."
A girl looked at him kindly and was no longer afraid, blushing and whispering: "Yes, I will make you all look good."
Ruan Qingmu shrugged: "Don't worry about him."
He turned to look at the man with Jianmeifengmu not far away: "Anyway, he looks good no matter how he takes it."
The two girls let out a low cry, looked at each other, and giggled.
"Can I send the photo? We will retouch it." The girl asked boldly.
Ruan Qingmu's face was stern: "You are not allowed to repair him, only me."
Qin Yuan stood there straight, watching Ruan Qingmu and the two girls keep chatting, his face became more and more cold.
Ruan Qingmu wanted to say something else, a girl pointed at him and pointed, "Squad leader Qin is leaving."
…At the end of the alley, looking to the left, there is indeed a mystery.
The first floor of a residential building has been remodeled, and I don’t know how to pass the inspection. The students who came to eat the soup dumplings crowded together, which was obviously more prosperous than other houses.
There are only eight small ones in a cage, because the skin is thin, it looks exquisite and translucent, and the plump soup inside can be vaguely seen. When served with black and red eight-treasure porridge, it was steaming hot.
Ruan Qingmu picked up one with chopsticks, put it in a small plate, poured some vinegar sauce on it, opened a mouth and sucked it lightly, sure enough, the soup inside was not only fragrant, but also colorful. They are all bright, clear and not cloudy.
After drinking the soup, go to eat the meat filling, which is also firm and delicious, with a little local sweetness.
Besides Qin Yuan, he took a xiaolongbao, glanced at Ruan Qingmu, looked at his picky and particular way of eating, and said lightly: "If you eat like this, we won't serve it. It's early class."
Ruan Qingmu sneered: "In life, eating, drinking, and having fun is the most important thing. What's the hurry?"
On the small table next to it, several students looked at them quietly, some male and some female.
Ruan Qingmu ate several times slowly before shaking her head: "The meat filling is fresh, and the dough is still not thin enough. It's also a bit monotonous, and the taste is not rich."
Qin Yuan looked up at him and said in a flat tone: "Oh, that is. It would be best if you add a little fresh matsutake mushrooms to the minced meat. The vinegar here is a bit mediocre. The ones from Huafu Yiyuanqing, or the ones from Shanxi Water Tower, are more long and sour.”
Several girls next to them swallowed a small dumpling without knowing the taste, their faces were speechless: "…"
But Xueba is so serious, is he really answering, or is he ironic? !
Ruan Qingmu raised her head, smiled slightly, and looked at Qin Yuan: "I used to eat a very good xiaolong soup dumplings, either crab yellow or pure meat, making a hundred of them every day. Cage, you have to go to get the brand and wait. It's a pity, I can't eat it now."
Qin Yuan said "um": "No matter how delicious the crab yellow soup dumpling is, it is because the ingredients are good. If you can make ordinary fresh meat dumplings well, you will see the kung fu."
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"Qin Yuan is not bragging, his family is so good, Ruan Qingmu is bragging!"
"I admire and admire, so I don't laugh."
… Ruan Qingmu finished eating the last xiaolongbao, tilted her head and sighed: "This taste is okay, after all, it's just a small breakfast stall. You wait for me to look for it later, and it's really good. Eat, I'll invite you again."
Qin Yuan looked at him with a strange expression: "You love Xiaolongbao so much?"
Ruan Qingmu watched him quietly for a while, her smile a little strangely disappointed.
"No, I just want to treat you to dinner."
Once in my last life, this person heard that Fengleizhuang's massacre was his responsibility. In the town, what I saw head-on was a famous soup dumpling shop with flags fluttering.
Fight and fight again, no matter how much you hate to stab each other in the opposite direction, you have to fill your stomach.
In the unfamiliar town, two people sat at the wooden table outside the shop, covered in blood, and calmly ate two cages of fresh meat.
I don't know why, but he always remembered the taste of that xiaolongbao and the cold face of Qin Shaoxia at that time.
Although he eats elegantly and restrainedly, he just thinks that this person must be like him, and that this bun shop tastes very good.
Otherwise, when he went to the desert to hunt down his enemies, he deliberately made a detour to that town and went to eat a basket of fresh meat soup dumplings alone?
In addition, there was a pair of empty tableware opposite the empty small table.
Also set a glass of peach wine for him who is dead, just as they had drank in the past.