Under the attack of the violent storm, the temperature continued to drop. Chu Beichen turned on the air conditioner and hugged Su Nian tightly again, "Sleep a little longer!"
Su Nian nestled in Chu Beichen's warm arms, but found it difficult to fall asleep. Uncovering the truth was often accompanied by blood and pain. She finally understood Grandpa Han's obsession. Perhaps the old man had already understood that Han Bowen was dead.
But the old man just wanted to know what happened back then, so he went to the South China Sea at the age of twilight.
The air conditioner soon heated up the room, and Su Nian fell into a drowsy sleep. When she woke up, the room was still dark, but it was almost seven o'clock.
"Awake?" Chu Beichen was used to getting up early to exercise, but now that he couldn't exercise, he still woke up so early.
Su Nian smiled and struggled out of his arms. The first thing she did was to run to the window to check the weather. To her disappointment, there were still lightning and thunder outside, strong winds and heavy rain. In this situation, it was impossible to explore the tombs, let alone go for a walk on the street!
"No way?" Su Nian couldn't accept it. He came from afar, but saw such a scene.
Chu Beichen walked over and hugged Su Nian from behind, his voice also carrying a hint of regret, "I'm afraid it's like this, we can't go anywhere today!"
Both of them were a little depressed. After quickly washing up, they went to the restaurant for breakfast.
The restaurant is not big, with only seven or eight tables inside, and now almost all of them are occupied. This small guesthouse seems to be tailor-made for Grandpa Han and his group.
There were only two tables in the room with relatively empty seats in front of them. One was where Grandpa Han and Han Qing sat, and the other was where Sha Qilin and Sha Fengjiao sat.
There were already bruises on Sha Qilin's face, and he looked very embarrassed. He lowered his head and said nothing, which was very different from his usual arrogant and domineering appearance.
However, Sha Fengjiao, who was sitting next to him, did not hide her hatred for Su Nian at all. She stared at her viciously as soon as she entered the restaurant.
Su Nian glared back without any hesitation, and then sat down next to Grandpa Han.
"Grandpa, did you sleep well last night?" Su Nian asked his grandfather in a low voice. Even though Sha Fengjiao stopped making noise later, the sound of wind and rain was still very loud.
"I slept well. This place is low-lying and the oxygen content in the air is high. I slept very soundly," said Grandpa Han, his complexion rosy, and it seemed that he had rested well.
Su Nian finally felt relieved and waited quietly for dinner with Chu Beichen.
This guesthouse has not accepted any other guests since it received Grandpa Han and his group. At this moment, an enticing aroma came from the kitchen. I wonder what delicious food they are cooking.
Two middle-aged men quickly came out carrying a stainless steel thermos, scooped out spoonfuls of porridge from it, and poured them into everyone's bowls.
The porridge is made by adding seafood to white rice, and it smells rich and sweet.
While making porridge, a middle-aged man's spoon shook slightly and spilled some porridge on the table. Han Qing happened to be sitting next to him. The middle-aged man looked up at Han Qing and said sorry to him very seriously.
Han Qing didn't care and waved his hand, "It's okay, do your work!"
The man took the snow-white towel tucked next to the thermos and wiped the table before continuing to work.
Su Nian picked up the spoon and took a sip. She thought the porridge tasted very good. Then she looked at Chu Beichen and found that he was staring at the backs of the two chefs in a daze.
Su Nian was very puzzled, "Beichen, why don't you eat?"
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