Since the call couldn't get through, Song Lan simply cooked a casserole of both sweet and savory dishes.
After being busy in the kitchen all morning, around seven o'clock, the food was taken out of the pot and put into the thermos.
After installing it, Song Lan took out his phone and was about to send a message to Jiang Mingxi, saying that he was going to look for him, when he saw the message from Jiang Mingxi.
[Teacher Song, I can't go to the studio today. I have an endorsement deal to attend to. I'll go back when I get back.]
Not going?
Song Lan made a call.
Jiang Mingxi was eating the breakfast Xu Tao brought in the car. "Hey, Teacher Song, are you awake?"
The person I had just quarreled with yesterday was not as clingy and whining as before on the phone today, but his tone was normal and not unfamiliar.
Song Lan felt a slight relief. Sitting at the dining table, stroking the thermos, he asked, "Have you set off yet?"
Jiang Mingxi was eating something and responded vaguely, "Yeah, I'm on the way to the airport now. I'm almost there."
"What to eat?"
"Egg-filled pancakes."
Jiang Mingxi had just finished speaking when Xu Tao muttered to himself over the phone, "Don't mention it. When I went over there, the egg-filled pancake stall wasn't even open yet. I had to wait for more than ten minutes before the owner opened it. Xiaoxi loves this place, the Su Ji pancake on Binjiang Road. I don't like the others."
Love egg-filled pancakes~
Song Lan silently remembered in his heart, "Whose chicken-stuffed pancake is so popular?"
Finished.
Song Lan: ...
no.
What did he say?
Jiang Mingxi burst into laughter over the phone, almost breathless. "No one has this at home. Eating this might be illegal."
Jiang Mingxi smiled, and Song Lan's mouth corners raised slightly.
After hearing the laughter gradually subside, Song Lan asked again, "Who is the endorsement? Where are you filming?"
Jiang Mingxi's smile hadn't completely faded. "Chunmian, they said they want me to be the spokesperson for a new line of facial masks. I'll have to go to their headquarters. It'll probably take three or four days. By the time I finish filming, the third season of 'The Great Challenge' will be almost over."
There was a lazy and comfortable sound in his voice.
Song Lan could even imagine him looking as lazy and cute as a kitten. "The marketing director of Chunmian really likes winter plum perfume. If the time is right when you go over, please bring a bottle with you."
Without saying a few words, Jiang Mingxi arrived at the airport.
After hanging up the phone, Song Lan casually rubbed the thermos with his fingers.
Although he didn't see anyone, the cooked porridge was not served, and he even missed someone due to a slip of the tongue, but, to be honest, he and Jiang Mingxi had never had such a leisurely chat before.
Just chat about daily life, talk about anything casually.
Never.
There was no love or affection in this phone call, but after hanging up, I felt very comfortable.
"Why are you grinning like an idiot? Have you gone completely crazy because your wife died?" When Grandpa Song came down from upstairs, he saw his grandson grinning at two thermoses at the dining table. He was startled and immediately showed concern for his grandson.
Song Lan patted the thermos bucket and said, "Grandpa, you and your brother and sister-in-law can eat some Tremella fuciformis porridge and preserved egg and lean meat porridge later."
After saying that, Song Lan took his phone and stood up.
Old Master Song looked at the two thermoses suspiciously, "Where did they come from?"
He must be out picking up trash.
As Song Lan walked out, he said, "I cooked this. I originally cooked it for Jiang Mingxi, but he was out of town for something."
Old Master Song immediately became more alert. "Then what are you going to do now? Go after him? Although Grandpa asked you to be nice to Xiaoxi, two people together also need appropriate space. You can't follow him too closely."
What a worrying grandson.
Song Lan changed his shoes and said with a smile, "I'm going to Ju over there to check some things."
After leaving home, Song Lan asked the housekeeper to send someone to help him buy an egg-filled pancake from Su Ji Egg-filled Pancake on Binjiang Road. He wanted the same one that was sold out the earliest this morning.
After asking the housekeeper for help, I called Chunmian’s marketing department and made an appointment for a dinner.
Residence.
When Song Lan went there, it was just half past eight.
Because he had informed them in advance, someone was already waiting for him in the store.
Song Lan pushed the door open and frowned as he entered.
Bai Zheming was talking to a young man inside when he heard someone push the door. He turned around and saw Song Lan coming in.
The moment their eyes met, Song Lan still felt uneasy, "Is Mr. Bai here too?"
Bai Zheming spoke frankly, "Yesterday they said their master was saved by a couple, and that their child had a birthmark that looked very similar to Jiang Mingxi's. I also told Teacher Song about that birthmark yesterday. I've seen it before, and I'm curious, so I came to ask for details."
Bai Zheming cared so much about Jiang Mingxi's affairs that Song Lan couldn't ignore his jealousy.
"Did Mr. Bai find out anything useful? Xiaoxi asked me to help him check it out. Let's discuss it." Song Lan said in a cold tone.
Bai Zheming smiled faintly, "Not yet. I just came in and Teacher Song is here. If you don't mind, can we come together?"
Bai Zheming is actually the one who takes the initiative.
Song Lan was hoping for a comeback, "Then I'd like to thank Mr. Bai on behalf of Xiaoxi."
Bai Zheming was still a step ahead. "I did this for myself, so there's no need to thank me. If you really want to be sincere, Mr. Song, why don't you settle the bill for the door you damaged yesterday?"
Song Lan: ...
The young man serving Bai Zheming was trembling with fear: "Oh my god! The tension in the early morning is about to blow up the shop! And I am just a small horse!"
It was not easy to offend anyone, so the young man quickly smiled and said, "Boss Song, Boss Bai, please take a seat. I'll go get the things that Master left behind."
This studio is a small villa.
The first floor is open to the public, the second floor is their workshop, and the third floor is for living.
The young man quickly came down carrying a large rosewood box.
"When my master was alive, he was always looking for his benefactor. He put an advertisement in the newspaper a few years ago, and later, when the Internet became more developed, he also posted a missing person notice online.
"But the clues left by my benefactor are too few, so after searching for so many years, I finally left with regret."
The rosewood box was filled with a lot of yellowed old newspapers.
They were all recruited by placing advertisements in newspapers back then, and they stayed issue by issue.
There were also some magazines that were quite popular at the time.
Some printed A4 papers were the messages they posted online. Someone came to pretend to claim this favor, but was exposed again...
"What is this?" Bai Zheming found a small wooden sword from a pile of newspapers and magazines, held it up and asked.
The young man hurriedly said, "The master said that this is the child of the benefactor's family. The toy he was holding at the time..."
Before the young man could finish his words, Song Lan, clutching a newspaper, felt his heart tremble. He looked at the young man with a stern expression, "At that time, your master was in danger and was rescued. Was it a car accident? On November 3rd of XX? On the highway in Chengdu?"
That day.
It was ten years ago.
The day he had a car accident.
The same.
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