Chapter 7 After leaving, the scumbag panicked
While he was thinking, he unexpectedly met the eyes of the woman who was cooking. Shen Jinxiao felt his heart skip a beat, and then it was like a little black rabbit broke into his heart and started beating "bang bang".
Shen Jinxiao coughed dryly and retracted his gaze. He touched the mask he was still wearing and breathed a sigh of relief. He found a seat and sat down with the two guards.
Lin Shuang had been following behind Lu Jinxiao, and of course she saw everything that was wrong with him.
She wiped the bench with a handkerchief with a look of disdain, but asked tentatively: "Brother Shen, why did you insist on coming here for lunch? If we had left earlier, we could have gone to the state-owned restaurant in town for lunch. Look how dirty it is here! It's so hot in the sun."
Shen Jinxiao did not answer, but took off his mask to reveal his handsome face with clear contours. He glanced at Meng Shuyue who was still wiping sweat while cooking, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips that he himself did not even notice.
Under the straw shed, the village chief handed the bacon on a rope to Meng Shuyue, with a smile on his wrinkled face, "Comrade Meng, fry this bacon. Captain Shen doesn't like spicy food, so don't add chili or anything!"
"Also..." The village chief took out two eggs from his arms and whispered in her ear, "Make something delicious to make Captain Shen happy. I'll make steamed eggs with these two eggs. Doesn't your doctor Song like it?"
Meng Shuyue looked at the two eggs in the village chief's hand, and felt extremely uncomfortable as if his chest was blocked by a ball of cotton.
I guess the village chief had just returned from a meeting in town and had no idea that Song Shijing and Su Yanyan had been caught.
In order to nourish Song Shijing's body, she went to the village chief's house every few days to help his disabled wife with work, just to take a few eggs from his house to satisfy Song Shijing's cravings and nourish his body.
Everyone in the village knew that she loved Song Shijing terribly, but in the end it was just her wishful thinking.
Meng Shuyue took the egg, smiled and nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, I will make sure this meal is famous all over the place!"
As she spoke, she had already cracked the eggs into a bowl and started stirring them.
The sun was shining brightly, and the temperature in the straw hut was extremely high with smoke and fire. On the side, the shiny and oily bacon with green garlic leaves was served out of the pot.
Shen Jinxiao was absentmindedly discussing the return trip with the guard beside him. When he saw a woman carrying dishes and about to come over, he stood up and wanted to greet her, but saw Song Shijing suddenly appearing from nowhere and blocking the woman's way.
Song Shijing glanced at the fragrant bacon in her hand and swallowed unconsciously.
He hasn't eaten meat once a month since he came to the countryside, and he can't even remember what meat tastes like.
"Is this for me? Help me make some steamed egg custard so I can eat it with my rice!"
Song Shijing filled a bowl with white rice, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the bacon in her hand.
Before he touched the meat, the chopsticks in his hand were knocked to the ground with force, and Song Shijing's entire right hand instantly became red and swollen.
"What are you doing, Meng Shuyue? I didn't blame you for calling the reporters here, but you're still taking advantage of me?"
Song Shijing glared at her, completely unaware that his uncle was staring at the two of them not far away.
Seeing Meng Shuyue staring at him expressionlessly, he became more and more annoyed. "Are you angry that Yanyan wants to give you to Zhou Dajun? I just asked her, and she never said that. Besides, don't you think about how Zhou Dajun would fall in love with you, Yanyan is fair-skinned and beautiful? He is just talking nonsense!"
As he spoke, he took a spoon and opened the small pot on the back stove. Looking at the empty pot with only water inside, he became more and more angry, "Where is my steamed egg? How can you not even cook a meal? How can you be worthy of entering our Song family?"
Without waiting for Meng Shuyue to say anything, Song Shijing threw the white rice onto the stove and left.
Suddenly the bowl of rice broke into two pieces, and the rice inside stuck to the dirty stove, just like her heart that had been filled with love over the years, which suddenly broke with a "snap", and the true love inside was stepped on the ground and crushed.
The fire under the stove was still crackling. Meng Shuyue brought the green bacon and the tempting red and yellow scrambled eggs with tomatoes to Shen Jinxiao. Without even looking up at him, she left decisively with a gloomy look.
Song Shijing thought she was just a country girl who wanted to repay a favor and live a good life.
But he didn't know that she didn't care about the Song family's door at all!
After tonight, she will completely draw a line between herself and this man. He will be a western doctor and she will marry his mistress.
She will practice Chinese medicine, and in the future she will listen to her mother and find a good husband who can support her career, and they will keep their distance from each other!
The afternoon sun divided the lumberyard into two distinct sides: shadow and sunlight.
Shen Jinting hid in the shadows and watched the woman bathed in the sun, walking straight and firm...
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In the lumberyard office, Meng Shuyue took the thirty-five yuan given to her by the lumberyard manager and counted it several times before she neatly showed her eight teeth.
The uncle in charge also witnessed the ridiculous things Song Shijing did behind the clinic that morning. He felt very sympathetic towards the girl and gave her five more dollars.
"Girl, although we don't want you to leave because the food you cook can't even be compared to the state-owned restaurants, we also support you. It would be better if you dumped a man like Dr. Song a long time ago. Your job has been taken away. In fact, you don't need to stay here anymore. Go back and take good care of your parents!"
The old man spoke with great sincerity and Meng Shuyue also listened to him.
She wrapped the money in a handkerchief, thinking about what local specialties to buy back for her parents. After bowing solemnly to the old man, she ran back to the lumberyard dormitory with a pout.
Picking up the small bundle on the bedside, she took out a small wooden box from the drawer. Inside was the only plastic bow hairpin that Song Shijing had ever given her.
Now, she doesn't want it anymore.
I looked around this empty house again, where I had endured countless nights of fear and loneliness over the past year or so, and smiled with relief.
The door slammed shut, and she, as if cut off from the tragic ending of her previous life, disappeared into the room.
From now on, Meng Shuyue will only live for herself!
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Song Shijing stayed in the clinic until night as usual. When he returned to the dormitory, he looked around the room and saw that it was in the same mess as in the morning. He couldn't help but frown and became more and more irritated.
At this time, his stomach was growling with hunger and his whole body felt soft and weak.
All day today, he only had some homemade breakfast in the morning, and had nothing to eat at noon or in the evening.
You know, in the past, Meng Shuyue always prepared meals and delivered them to him at the clinic on time.
But this afternoon, when he went to the lumberyard to explain to her with a sullen face, she not only refused to give him meat, she didn't even give him an egg.
Back at the clinic, he endured the hunger and waited for her to come and bring him lunch. Not only did he not get lunch, he didn't even get dinner.
He thought that she would definitely come to the dormitory to help him clean up the room at this time on weekdays, so he quickly closed the door and rushed to the dormitory.
Unexpectedly, she didn't come to his dormitory to clean up the ceramic fragments on the floor all day.
You know, Meng Shuyue is usually most worried about him getting his hand injured by the debris.
She gets so nervous about a little wound?
But where is she today?
For some reason, he froze in place, feeling suffocated in his chest and unable to breathe, and he was extremely irritated.
He walked over the debris, curled up on the wooden bed, and fell into a deep sleep before he knew it.
That night, he, who had never had a dream before, had a very long dream!
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