The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm

Chapter 310: The white moonlight of the surgical boss

  Chapter 310 The white moonlight of the surgical boss (13)

  After that night, neither of the two deliberately mentioned this matter again, but they seemed to have finalized the Huada agreement tacitly.

  Unless he is suddenly transferred to help in the emergency room one day, he will go online at seven o'clock every night to give her a focus.

   In addition, he also asked his classmate to help her get a stack of review materials for professional courses from the Graduate School of Huada University.

   Out of gratitude, Xu Yin decided to make him a dress.

  But old men are suitable for Tang suits, what should I do for them?

  Thinking that every time he appears, he wears solid-colored shirts, either white or light blue, so he decides to make shirts.

  However, when choosing a color, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she deliberately chose a black color of abstinence.

  It is completely different from his usual calm and breezy dressing style.

   In a blink of an eye, it was June 28th, the old man's birthday in the lunar calendar.

  The night before, the old lady called and said that the place at home was too small, and her son had booked a hotel. After getting off the plane, he took a taxi to the hotel. I will meet you at the hotel today.

  Xu Dingguo booked Yanwei Restaurant, which is very close to the hotel where his family stayed.

   But passing through Shijingfang Lane, the subway can’t get there, and the bus has to make three transfers. Xu Yin is about to call a taxi.

  Gu Lao is here.

   "What kind of car to take! Xixi is here to pick us up."

   "Xixi doesn't go to work?" Grandpa Xu said in surprise, today is not a holiday.

"He said he had changed shifts with his colleagues. It's time to change! Let me tell you, this hospital is too busy to work, not to mention that there is no rest day, and it is on duty every night. It is rare to call him, and there is a busy tone. It takes a long time to return. I…"

  Listening to Gu Lao's thoughts, Xu Yin ran away with a guilty conscience: "Grandpa, I'll go and make you a pot of tea."

  At about ninety o'clock in the morning, the vegetable shop at the entrance of the alley was doing very well. Gu Xijin couldn't find a parking space, so she called Xu Yin.

  Old Gu was quite surprised when he saw this: "Hey, the brat actually has Yin girl's phone number?"

   "He and Yinyin are in the same high school, and they came back together from the last class reunion." Grandpa Xu didn't think about anything else at all.

   It was Gu Lao, who stroked his chin thoughtfully.

  When he got into the car, he purposely glanced at his grandson twice, then turned to look at Xu Yin in the back row, and then turned to look at his grandson.

  Gu Xijin laughed helplessly: "I'll tell you when I get home."

  Old Gu realized: Is this a disguised admission of a situation?

  So **** is still old and spicy! As soon as he made a phone call, he saw the clue.

   It's just old Xu's head with a stick, and his granddaughter is about to be snatched away by wolf dogs outside, and he still puts on that silly fun.

  Grandpa Xu is really happy today.

Although the old woman and her son are out of touch, the granddaughter is sensible and filial. Not to mention making him a new set of clothes, she was busy in the kitchen early this morning and cooked him a bowl of longevity noodles. Longevity noodles.

"Old Gu, you don't know that Yinla's hand-rolled noodles are thin and long. I made a bowl with one noodle. I'm still belching after eating it. I also had a soft-boiled poached egg. I know how she picks them, a dozen are double yolk eggs."

Seeing that he is a birthday star today, Mr. Gu didn't hate him anymore, and said cheerfully, "Yinyin's craftsmanship is really amazing! The fried mussel meat and the stewed mussel broth are so fresh that I can't wait to see them." Still thinking about it now."

   "Grandpa, have you gone to Grandpa Xu's house for dinner again?"

   "Drive your car!" Gu Lao was unhappy, and glared at his grandson, "What are you eating? Yinyin invited me to eat, right girl?"

   "Yes." Xu Yin replied with a smile.

   That day she bought a few big river mussels, and there was a lot of mussel meat, so she simply made a mussel and two meals: she made a herbal soup with ganoderma lucidum and mussel meat, and fried a tender garlic sprout.

   Before retiring, Mr. Gu was a boss-level leader in the system. What kind of delicacies have you never eaten? But it's rare for Xu Yin to be able to make the medicinal food so delicious.

  Hearing this, Gu Xijin glanced at someone quietly through the rearview mirror.

  Arrived at the hotel, when she got off the car, she intentionally locked the door on her side alone. After the car came to a complete stop, she got out of the car, walked around to the other side, opened the door for Grandpa Xu, and put her hand on the door to prevent him from bumping his head.

  Xu Yin didn't open the door on the other side, so she had to move to this end and get off the car.

  Gu Xijin's left hand was still on the car door. When she got out of the car, her right hand supported her, as if holding someone in her arms.

   Taking advantage of the two elderly people walking ahead like flying, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "When will you pay back the food you owe me?"

  Xu Yin gave him a funny look: "Didn't you say forget it?"

   "..."

   When did he say that?

   "On the day of the party, you said it like you didn't."

   "..."

   Blame him for talking fast at that time, can you take it back now?

  Xu Yin took a few steps backwards and made a face at him: "There is no such shop in this village, haha!"

   Then he turned around and trotted to catch up with Grandpa Xu and the others, and helped the old man into the restaurant.

  Gu Xijin felt helpless and funny for a while.

   This round, she won.

  …

  Yanwei Restaurant, Songhe Yannian box.

  Xu Dingguo was smoking while answering the phone.

  The current wife, Chen Meijiao, is yelling at her son: "Don't play games! Give me your phone! You don't even go to junior high school, you wear glasses, do you want to be blind in the future?"

The old lady was reluctant to let her grandson be scolded, so she muttered to the side and persuaded: "It's summer vacation, and I don't go to school, so let him play for a while if he wants to play. Myopia is not necessarily caused by playing games. People say that most of it is hereditary..."

   "Mom, what do you mean? Is it my inheritance?"

   "I didn't say that..." The old lady pouted.

   "You didn't say it clearly, but you have the meaning in your words! Xu Dingguo is not myopic, I am myopic, and you are talking about genetics, isn't it clear that you are talking about me?"

   "Okay, okay!" Xu Dingguo hung up the phone, and slammed the phone on the table, "Aren't you both annoying! If you quarrel over trivial matters, my business will be disrupted by you!"

   Now, the old lady ignored the quarrel with her daughter-in-law, and asked with concern: "What business?"

"It's not the project of the Shenzhen-Hong Kong Line. In the final analysis, people are still waiting for our sincerity. Mom, when Dad comes later, you can persuade him well. When the time comes, Landi will go to Shijingfang Lane to discuss the demolition and let Dad take the lead in persuading him." Advise the neighbors in the neighborhood that there are developers who are willing to demolish the decades-old house. It’s like sending money to your door. What a wonderful thing! As long as the demolition is settled, my Shenzhen-Hong Kong line business will definitely be won .”

"That's right!" Chen Meijiao also persuaded the old lady, "The old one-story house is dark and damp, and it's not as comfortable as a high-rise or a small high-rise. Mom, you have lived with us for so many years, and now I want you to go back to the small one-story house in the alley. Are you happy?"

  Of course the old lady is not happy. What good is the old house in the Hutong? When she went to Nancheng to take care of her grandson, she persuaded the old man to sell the house in the alley and move to Nancheng, but the dead old man refused to sell it.

  (end of this chapter)