Chapter 108

The delicate little face with big palm and prominent eyebrows and eyes is pure and clear. The black hair like jet jade flutters with the wind, which makes the apricot eyes more vivid. The only imperfection is the light pink scar on the eyebrows.

The boy's eyes shine on Tang bao'er like a searchlight, but it doesn't make people feel annoying.

"Hello, I'm yechen's friend. I'm here to stay for a few days. You should be the Korean college student who shared the rent with yechen?" Tang bao'er walked out of the glass greenhouse and took the initiative to extend her plain white hand.

Song Chengyi returned to her mind, quickly reached out his left hand to hold her, and slightly bent down, very polite.

"Yes, I'm Korean. My name is song Chengyi. You are welcome."

The strange Chinese was spoken in his elegant voice, and it was very pleasant.

"Can you speak Chinese?" Tang bao'er was surprised again, and at the same time, he was proud that his own language was loved by people in other countries.

"A little bit." Song Chengyi two fingers than a little gesture, eyes smile curved into a bridge, is very lovely, "you are teacher Ye's friend, then how can I call you?"

"If you don't like it, call me sister bao'er." Tang bao'er's first impression of the boy was good, which was in line with his imaginary younger brother's image. In addition, he was younger than himself, so he asked him to call himself sister.

"All right, sister baby." Song Chengyi bowed again, then thought of something and said, "sister Bao, wait a moment."

After that, he trotted into the house, with light steps, worthy of being a young college student, who is more energetic than the older people.

With a smile, Tang bao'er takes her eyes back and sits back in the rocking chair. After about ten minutes, song Chengyi comes out with a teatray, on which is a purple teapot, two identical small teacups and two dishes of delicate snacks.

He poured tea very skillfully, thin and upright, kneeling on the futon, with his hands on his thighs. He had a smile on his face during the whole process. He didn't talk much, but he would answer every question, and would not make people feel reluctant and perfunctory.

Generally speaking, it's just that passion makes people uncomfortable, and it doesn't make people feel unwelcome. In a very comfortable scale, Tang bao'er really likes it.

Of course, what can make a woman show her aunt's smile is mostly her face and temperament.

If sitting in the opposite is a greasy wretched man, even if the performance is clever and polite, will not let people have this kind of good impression.

They talked very happily, mostly about Chinese customs and culture. Later, they talked about Song Ci, and his love for Song Ci was beyond Tang bao'er's expectation.

Unconsciously, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, and ye chending's alarm clock rang. After sleeping for a few hours, he was more energetic, and the light blue shadow under his eyelids had disappeared.

After taking a bath, he changed his clean clothes and went downstairs to the back of the two men who were discussing Li Qingzhao's huanxisha. They said lazily, "what are you talking about so happily? Let's hear it. "

Tang bao'er looked back, with a clear smile on his face: "up."

Song Chengyi stood up and bowed slightly, "Mr. Ye, you are an expert and scholar in this field. How dare I teach in front of you, but it would be a great honor to hear your explanation." After a pause, he looked at Tang bao'er and said, "sister bao'er knows so much. I have benefited a lot."

He is too polite and modest, because ye Chen is a teacher of Confucius Institute. He uses honorific title orally, and his attitude is also very respectful.

Tang bao'er doesn't know if all Korean people are like this. Anyway, he and the Korean doctor he met really think Korean people are good.

"Well, I'll tell you about our Chinese treasure culture when I have time." Ye Chen looked at his watch. "It's half past five now. It's time to eat. Cheng Yi, why don't you join us in the evening and let us have a taste of our authentic Chinese food. "

Song Chengyi is flattered. She covers her mouth and looks forward to it. At the same time, she is embarrassed. "Will I disturb you?"

He looked at Tang bao'er for her advice.

Tang bao'er herself is a guest. What's more, she likes this modest and sunny boy very much. "Of course not. One more is more lively."

Anyway, there was nothing to do in the evening. After discussion, the three of them walked to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables. When they came back, the sun was just setting, and the golden afterglow was shining on the three-story building, which was very beautiful.

It was Ye Chen who started it, but Tang bao'er was itchy at last, so he went to make a honey spareribs. It's golden, tender and juicy. It's full of color and fragrance, but it made song Chengyi delicious. It's the second person to cook the best food in his life besides his mother.

What a filial child she is. She never forgets her mother.

Yechen's dishes are also good. They used to be Tang bao'er's favorite.

Because he had done so much, ye Chen chose some soft dishes to serve to the landlady.

After dinner, song Chengyi feels her stomach and says that it's all round. Tang bao'er is not so good either. She's the most comfortable meal in Korea these days.

"Home flavor is good." Tang bao'er narrowed her eyes with satisfaction. When she turned her head and looked out of the window in the dim night, there was a touch of missing in her eyes.

I miss Jiangcheng, xiaoyuyan and qinchenxuan.

I don't know why I didn't think about them so much when I felt lonely these days. Today I had a full and happy life, and I ate delicious food. On the contrary, I missed them so much.

Ye Chen sees her loneliness and suggests that song Chengyi take her outside to divert her attention.

"I'm so full that I really need to go for a snack." Tang bao'er didn't brush his kindness. He immediately stood up to collect the bowl and planned to wash it before leaving.

Song Chengyi immediately scrambled to collect, saying that he didn't make any effort to cook, and the bowl should be washed by him.

The last three people clean up together and then go for a walk together.

Until lying in bed at night, ye Chen felt that these two days were as unreal as a dream. He never thought that he would have the chance to take care of Tang bao'er in his life.

He especially cherishes this time. He cooks three meals a day in person every day as much as possible. He studies the recipes every day and makes them in different ways. He seems to take advantage of this time to minimize the regret of not being together.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the day of the second operation.

Song Chengyi and ye Chen specially ask for leave to accompany her to the hospital. Han Zaizhi is not as confident as he was last time. His face is very dignified before and during the operation, which makes Tang Baoer nervous.