Chapter 11

Zhang lingshuo frowned. He had a high demand for food. He was even addicted to cleanliness in food. He never ate outside easily. So he looked at the steamed stuffed bun, which was crumpled dirty, and didn't speak for a long time.

They stand straight, Zhang lingshuo's eyes always stay on the fat bun, Zhang Qing's eyes stay on Zhang lingshuo's good-looking face, a face of flower crazy.

His eyebrows, his eyes, are like the people in the painting, and the skin is too good, slender body shape, although we do not know his specific height, but we can know that his height is definitely more than 1.80 meters. Although he has a long figure, he can still feel his perfect muscles under the suit with good texture.

Don't ask how she knows, because love is written like this, and the president is just like the hero who comes out of love.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhang. Don't mind if she's too young to speak. " Uncle Wang saw that they were standing still in the sun. He ran over and was ready to open the bold Zhang Qing. "Zhang Qing, from a child's family, don't make a fool of yourself!"

"Uncle Wang, do you think the steamed buns made by my boss are the best in the town? They just want the president to taste my boss's skills. " Zhang Qing cried out, a pair of bright eyes full of insistence, with a great momentum that as long as Zhang lingshuo does not touch, she will never give up.

He only saw this persistence in one person, his heart relaxed slightly, and his mouth also showed a faint smile.

Zhang lingshuo, who had never moved before, finally made a move. He took the bun from Zhang Qing's hand with his long, bamboo like fingers, gently tore a corner of the bun, put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

A long lost familiar taste in the mouth wantonly spread, constantly stimulating the always picky taste buds, this taste has nostalgia, surprise, so that the calm heart in the dark set off waves.

That kind of taste, he was forced to eat when he was reluctant.

Because reluctant, so deep memory. Because I have a deep memory, I know where it comes from.

Zhang lingshuo quietly calmed the surprise in his heart and calmly laughed: "your steamed stuffed bun is really delicious."

Is there anyone in the world with the same skill? To make food with such similar taste, he searched all the corners where she might be, but she didn't hear from him. Was she hiding in this remote place?

Is that possible? His hands trembled slightly.

"I'll tell you. My boss's skill is first-class. Hee hee. " Zhang Qing was slightly stunned, her eyes twinkled, a bit surprised, a bit surprised. For a moment, her clear eyes set off a silent wave, which was fleeting.

She turned back to Uncle Wang with a happy smile, as if to say that the purpose of her trip has been completed, met the handsome man, and let him eat the steamed bun she strongly recommended. Her boss will praise her and maybe give her a raise.

Think of, her pretty face is to smile to be in a daze to tremble, jubilant ground turns round to leave.

Halfway through the walk, she suddenly thought of something, then quickly turned around and ran over to take away more than half of the steamed buns left by the president. Her boss's steamed buns were too delicious and she couldn't eat enough, so she took them back cheaply, so as not to lose them.

Zhang lingshuo saw Zhang Qing's action, slightly stunned and a little funny. He didn't reach out to get the steamed buns back. He just let go and let her take the rest of the steamed buns.

"Mr. Zhang, don't be surprised. That girl has never seen anything in the world. Don't worry about it! " Uncle Wang, who has been looking at Zhang Qing's actions from beginning to end, and a group of workers, just don't have a few thick black lines on their heads. They stare at their actions in a daze. They can't get back to God for a long time. They can't see which one is playing.

Uncle Wang is quick to come back and apologize.

"It doesn't matter. Is there a hotel in town Zhang lingshuo smiles instead of anger.

"Yes, I'll arrange it for you." Uncle Wang nodded his head in a hurry. The president has been to the town three times in total. Every time he just looked at the progress of the project, he left. The place where he stayed most was standing just now. He looked up at the rice fields and streams in the distance. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qing made a fuss and decided to live in the town. It seems that the reckless girl is not useless. With a grin on his face, Uncle Wang told other workers to lead the way in front of him on his broken bicycle after the normal construction as planned.

Zhang lingshuo got in the car, put his hand into his pocket, touched something cold in his pocket with his fingers, caressed it with pity, and his pure black eyes were a little bright.

Mo Hui, are you really here?

I hope so.

**

the building at the end of the trail.

"Boss, boss!" The fiery voice roared straight into the sky, straight through the whole path, which made the birds who had been screaming in the trees the previous second silence immediately. Her voice has not completely disappeared, followed by a red figure riding a small tram straight into the shop, sitting in front of the woman who is slowly drinking millet porridge.

Mo Hui kept on eating the bowl of porridge which had been interrupted.Zhang Qing knows his boss's cold temper very well, but he can't help complaining: "when I go out, you start to drink porridge. When I come back, you are still drinking it. Boss, how slow are you? Snails move faster than you

After eating the last grain of rice in the bowl, Mo Hui slowly picked up the bowl and went to the sink. He scooped a spoonful of water with a red plastic spoon and slowly cleaned the dishes and chopsticks.

"I've convinced you." Zhang Qing rolled her eyes and ran to the kitchen door spontaneously. She leaned against the door frame and said, "boss, do you know? Just now, I met the super handsome president, and he also contacted me closely. His finger also touched mine. His fingers are so cool, so comfortable. I also ate your steamed buns for him, and he seems to like them very much. I said you did it. I'll tell you, the steamed stuffed buns you make are invincible. Even the president who always only eats delicacies is still lingering. Hey, hey, but I just let him take a bite and snatched it back from him But he's really charming, and he won't be angry if I do it. "

Mo Hui finally couldn't help staring at his own staff, "you begged for nothing to give people steamed stuffed buns to eat. As a result, they took a mouthful of them and you snatched them back. What do you want to do? "

"Hey, hey, I have a good heart!" Zhang Qing smirked, "if it wasn't for the business of our store, I couldn't pull that face down. I saw a trace of nostalgia on his face, thinking that he should have eaten it before, and it was made by very important people, otherwise he would not show that expression. I want him to think more about our steamed buns. Boss, I did a good job

Zhang Qing smiles and looks at her boss with bright eyes, expecting the boss to say something about her salary increase.

"That's it?" Mo Hui asked casually, and found that her job as a primary candidate was really boring.

"Not yet." Zhang Qing had a big smile on her face and answered simply. "I'm going to keep pestering him and let him carry forward our steamed buns. This time I'm done. "

She's finished. It's her boss's turn.

If the boss doesn't give her a raise, at least she has to boast that she has an economic mind and is ready to do publicity for her shop.

"Then I'll go upstairs and have a rest." Mo Hui wiped the water stains on his hands with a clean rag and turned to walk behind.

GA, that's it?

Too What a blow to her enthusiasm?!

Don't look back at the astonished expression of his employees. He tried his best to bear a smile and went upstairs slowly.

"Boss, boss..." The soft voice is ringing behind Mo Hui, like a child in coquetry.

"Anything else?" Don't turn your lips up.

"It's OK. It's OK." She just itches.

The corners of her mouth rose even more fiercely. Mo Hui didn't have to look to know that she was waving her hand in a panic. If I didn't meet this girl in this town at the beginning, would she not leave this town? The answer is "yes". At that time, she was very disappointed in the world. If it wasn't for the girl's natural bright and unreasonable temperament, she would not have picked herself up so quickly and lived an ordinary and peaceful life.

However, she will not say these words, she is afraid to say, now the calm away from her. In the past, she always expressed her feelings anytime and anywhere, but she didn't leave anything. All the people had gone away from her. Now she learned to restrain her feelings and treasure them silently, so that she would never lose them again.

"Wait for Shengde hotel to buy two bags of flour. There is no flour in the shop." In the face of Zhang Qing, she sometimes has some skin, some want to make fun of her, want to see the simple smile on her face, with her soft but high pitched voice, can make people feel happy.

"Can we not go? How far away This is not, immediately behind someone's lamentation.

"No way." She also refused completely.

"I'll take care of it." This time it was the sound of complaints and footsteps, and the sound of the trolley leaving.

Mo Hui smiles and looks at the big white clouds in the sky. Some clouds are like a big face, strange and amiable.

Heart suddenly accelerated to beat up, accompanied by dull pain.

Why does the heart beat so fast and the eyelids beat so frequently today? Is there anything to happen?

Mo Hui took a deep breath, pushed the back door open, went to the dresser and looked for something.

**

a broken bicycle that can be thrown away leads the way, and the black limousine slowly follows behind. This scene made the townspeople who were resting under the trees and shaking fans at noon or eating in front of their homes turn their heads and look at each other. Until the car passed their vision and disappeared, they turned back to their original angle and continued to talk about the unfinished words or eat the rice bowls they still held tightly in their hands.

Uncle Wang stopped in front of a three story ordinary building, turned to the car behind him and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Zhang, here we are, here we are!"