Zeng Xi: What else do you want? I’ll make it for you.
Ruan Qingqing thought about it and said: Can we be me and Chen Muyun? I can pick a photo and send it to you. Is that too difficult?
Zeng Xi covered her mouth and smiled: No problem!
Ruan Qingqing also laughed.
Zeng Xi said: This is an important task that will take some time. I will collect the best materials, carve it meticulously, and make the best work to surprise my brother-in-law.
The older sister in charge of logistics had taken a leave today, so Ruan Qingqing went to help in the kitchen after dinner. Not long after, she heard someone say, "The food delivery guy is here. If you have time, go pick him up."
Ruan Qingqing followed an older sister and went outside, where a small truck was parked with some vegetables piled on it, as well as several large slices of pork and ribs, and several large bags of grain and oil.
The eldest sister said to Ruan Qingqing, "Our vegetables are delivered by Mr. Li from the market. Meat and rice are delivered once a month, and vegetables are delivered every other day. It was supposed to be delivered this morning, but I don't know why it was late. The old couple are old and have no children. They rely on this to make a living. We also want to take care of their business."
Ruan Qingqing nodded.
A man got out of the driver's seat, but he was not a hunchbacked old man. He wore a pair of sunglasses, a black T-shirt and camouflage trousers, and stood as tall as a poplar tree.
Ruan Qingqing was stunned.
The older sister next to him greeted him familiarly: "Boss Luo, why are you here today?"
Luo Pingjiang took off his sunglasses and glanced at Ruan Qingqing with a cold expression. His eyes stopped at the eldest sister and he smiled: "Sister Zhang, Lao Li accidentally twisted his waist today, I am here to help him."
Sister Zhang: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay. He said it was an old illness. I've asked my staff to accompany him to the hospital."
Sister Zhang smiled like a flower and introduced: "Oh, yes, this is Qingqing, the boss of our center. Qingqing, this is Mr. Luo, the most famous restaurant in Huaicheng is opened by him.
Boss Luo is a retired soldier. Isn’t that awesome? He often helps Mr. and Mrs. Li and has even delivered food to us several times! Soldiers are different. They continue to serve the people even after retirement. They are great people! ”
Luo Pingjiang then looked at Qingqing again, his eyes calm and gentle, and nodded.
Ruan Qingqing also nodded.
Luo Pingjiang turned and walked towards the truck bed, and said to Sister Zhang: "Please count them and see if they are correct. If there is no problem, I will help you move them down."
Sister Zhang said, "What's so good about that? Mr. and Mrs. Li are honest and will do more, not less. Pingjiang, you said you are the boss, why do you still come in person for them? Why don't you just send someone else?"
Luo Pingjiang smiled and said, "Why can't I come by myself?"
Luo Pingjiang was holding a heavy bag of rice in his right hand and a bag of light-looking vegetables in his left hand. Walked past Ruan Qingqing.
Ruan Qingqing remembered what Chen Muyun said, that his left hand was not strong enough, so he retired.
Sister Zhang said, "Qingqing, just help me get some food. It's not heavy, but it takes up space."
"Okay." Ruan Qingqing walked to the back of the car, took a large bundle of vegetables, and walked towards the kitchen.
Luo Pingjiang was obviously clear about the structure of the center. When Ruan Qingqing was halfway there, she saw that he had returned empty-handed. Ruan Qingqing didn't look at his face.
He didn't say anything either.
When they passed each other, Ruan Qingqing felt something light in her hand. The big bundle of vegetables was taken away by him. Ruan Qingqing wanted to take it back: "I can do it myself."
Luo Pingjiang: "I'll do it." His tone was calm, but unquestionable.
Ruan Qingqing then raised her head and looked at his back. His back looked hard and straight, with his shoulder blades protruding slightly under his T-shirt.
Ruan Qingqing suddenly felt a little stuffy in her chest, but her voice was bright and frank: "Thank you!"
He didn't respond.
Ruan Qingqing turned around and walked back to the car.
Sister Zhang was a little surprised to see her: "You put it away so quickly, faster than Boss Luo." Sister Zhang picked up two bottles of oil and walked towards the kitchen. Ruan Qingqing sorted out the remaining vegetables and wanted to carry them over at once.
Footsteps were heard behind them, and Luo Pingjiang also arrived at the car. Neither of them spoke. From the corner of her eye, Ruan Qingqing saw Luo Pingjiang picking up a bag of pork, which probably weighed several dozen kilograms. He raised his other hand and wiped the sweat from his face.
"Leave it there, I'll come later." He seemed to be talking to the air.
Ruan Qingqing: "I can lift it."
So the two of them fell silent again and each of them sent her off again, but he walked so fast that when Ruan Qingqing was halfway there, he had already turned into the kitchen. Before she even reached the kitchen, he came out.
When he came towards her, Ruan Qingqing was suddenly stunned and stood still.
Luo Pingjiang had clearly ignored her, but when she stopped, he took two steps and also stopped, looking at her from a distance of one meter.
On a bright sunny afternoon, in a quiet corridor, the two of them just stared at each other.
Suddenly, he smiled, the corners of his mouth curved up, he tilted his head to look to the side, a little casually, and said: "Why are you staring at me? Do I have a spot on my face?"
"Your face is dirty."
He was still smiling nonchalantly, but slowly he began to calm down: "So what if it's dirty?"
Ruan Qingqing said: "It looks pretty much the same as it did that night five years ago."
Luo Pingjiang was silent for a few seconds and said "oh" softly.
Ruan Qingqing suddenly felt a surge of anger for no apparent reason, and at the same time she was eager to conceal and suppress this strange emotion, so she threw all the food into his arms. He raised his eyes and looked straight at her, but she turned and walked away, turned a corner into her room and closed the door.
Ruan Qingqing's eyes felt a little sore, and her emotions were so confused that she couldn't sort them out for a moment. She thought that more than five years had passed and that the person she would never see again in this life suddenly appeared, and I actually lost my composure.
You shouldn't lose your composure.
In the past, even her closest girlfriends wouldn’t believe that she would fall in love with someone she had only met once.
In fact, she discovered it belatedly after he left without saying goodbye that night. From then on, whenever she looked at any boy, her mind would always flash back to his back, sitting alone at the bow of the boat;
When I heard any boy's confession of love, it was his voice that rang in my ears. She seemed to be bewitched and frightened by that night. No matter who she met, she couldn't help comparing herself with him.
Then, the others immediately became as dull as an insignificant background in a sketch and faded in her eyes. Only his dirty face was bright enough to hurt her eyes.
When she was seventeen, she fell in love with a man she had only met once, without even knowing who he was or where he was.
This is destined to be a vague and hopeless love, a sincere and innocent story belonging to a young girl.
Perhaps only teenagers would try so hard to like someone they can hardly get.
But at that time she was just thinking about him, and she felt satisfied, and even always had hope for this love.
Whenever she sat alone by the window as the sun set, she would recall every word they had said, his expression, his movements, his tone of voice.
At this moment, she was like an arrogant and complacent madman, desperately looking for evidence from clues to prove that he must have a good impression of her.
Even if it's only half a night, just a few hours. But she was moved, didn't he feel it?
She always had a premonition that life would not let her down and they would meet again. She would find him, or maybe, there was a slight possibility that he was looking for her too?
But later, year after year.
She finally admitted that everything about him was an unrealistic fantasy of youth.
There may be love at first sight in this world, but it can never compete with the vast ocean and the end of time.
Especially if it happened at the age of seventeen, it sounds really childish and unimportant.
Ruan Qingqing quickly calmed down. She felt that she was just out of control for a moment and that nothing was wrong now. She opened the door and went out.
She went to the kitchen first. Everything had been moved and neatly stacked. Sister Zhang was counting the things. She looked up and saw her. She smiled and said, "Where have you been? We've finished moving. Go take a rest."
"He... Where is Boss Luo?"
"Let's go."
Ruan Qingqing felt relieved immediately, but that strange feeling of boredom came back again. When she walked through the center's gate again, she subconsciously looked outside.
The small truck was still parked outside the door. There is no one in the car.
A man was leaning against the wall next to him. He was wearing a black coat and looked up as he came over to the source of the voice.
Ruan Qingqing put one hand on the door and stared at him from a few meters away.
This time, Luo Pingjiang finally did not avoid her gaze. It was as if this was the first time he truly saw her since their reunion.
In the clear sunlight, there seemed to be some very calm and gentle emotions in his dark eyes, passing through the fleeting shadows of the years.
Ruan Qingqing suddenly wanted to slap herself because her nose suddenly felt sore again for no apparent reason.
Luo Pingjiang stood up straight, didn't approach, and asked: "Are you okay? You ran away suddenly just now."
Ruan Qingqing smiled politely and said in a distant tone, "It's okay. I just thought of something urgent and rushed to deal with it. Nothing else. Sorry."
Luo Pingjiang was quiet for a second and said, "Okay, that's good."
He got on the truck and started the car. He didn't look at her again. His profile was immersed in the sun, and he looked even tougher and more ruthless. "Let's go."
"goodbye."
The car drove away in an instant and Ruan Qingqing turned back.
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