Chapter 310 I Didn’t Hear Wrongly
After six o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming was sent back to his residence in Zijinyuan by Gu Qingning.
Yu Zhiming still had a low fever and looked a little listless.
He lay down on the sofa in the living room and said, "Qing Ning, don't worry about me. I'll just cook some dumplings for dinner."
"Go play with your best friends."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Abandoning you when you're sick? It's too early now."
"Only when you're about to hit the seven-year itch will something like this happen."
Yu Zhiming pulled over a stuffed pillow and placed it under his body to make himself more comfortable.
"Qingning, you really think long-term."
Gu Qingning chuckled, poured Yu Zhiming a cup of hot water, and soaked a slice of fresh lemon.
At this time, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It was a call from my second sister Yu Weidan.
"Second sister, what's the matter?"
Yu Zhiming asked lazily, but the voice he heard from the phone was his second brother-in-law Qi Bin.
"Old Five, your second sister and I are at the ATM at the ICBC branch near our residential complex."
"Listen to the keystrokes first."
The next moment, Yu Zhiming heard several beeping sounds from the other end of the phone.
"Old Five, I pressed these buttons from 0 to 1 to 9 in order. Can you tell them apart?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "The keystroke sound is quite clear. I can distinguish it."
"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"
Qi Bin sighed softly during the call and said, "Old Five, there's a couple in our neighborhood who drive a truck."
"Yesterday, there was a car accident."
"Both of them are seriously injured and are still in a coma. There is no sign of them waking up."
"Oh, it's quite tragic. The child at home is only five years old."
"They need money for medical treatment, but the elderly at home don't know the passwords to their bank cards."
"Their parents came to me for help, holding their mobile phones and bank cards."
"I found a voice call record of the couple withdrawing money from an ATM in their mobile phone chat history."
“It should be this bank branch.”
"Old Five, can you help me listen to the code?"
When Yu Zhiming heard this, he quickly stood up and focused his attention.
"Brother-in-law, play the recording and let me see if I can tell the difference..."
A moment later, Yu Zhiming heard the voice of a strange man coming from the mobile phone.
"Wife, I'm at the bank. How much money do I want to withdraw?"
"Three thousand?"
"Oh, I see."
"After I withdraw the money, what other vegetables do I need to buy? Is there any meat left at home..."
In this audio clip, Yu Zhiming heard the sound of a bank card being inserted.
I also heard a few "beep" sounds of keystrokes.
Following this sound, Yu Zhiming's eyes seemed to penetrate the barriers of time and space, and saw a dynamic picture...
A slovenly man with messy hair was talking on a cell phone in one hand, while with the other hand he stretched out a thick finger and pressed the buttons of the ATM machine several times hard and quickly.
Yu Zhiming read out the numbers one after another as the man's fingers pressed the keys.
"2, 4, 6, 8, 7, 4."
"246874."
These numbers were repeated by Qi Bin on the other end of the call, and then his voice sounded again urgently.
"Uncle Xu, Aunt Xu, please come over here and try these numbers to see if they are the password..."
After a while, a surprise voice was heard.
"It's really a password."
"Old Five, you really are a god..."
After finishing the call with Qi Bin, Yu Zhiming felt a little lighter.
The feeling of doing good things is indeed different. It can please the body and mind and refresh the mind.
Gu Qingning walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate of cut fruit and said with a smile, "Next time, I have to be careful when entering the password in front of you."
"I was so careless that you found out."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "I don't have voyeurism. I won't always stare at other people's privacy."
“Only when I pay close attention can I hear the information I want to hear.”
"So, you don't have to worry."
Gu Qingning snorted softly, "Who knows when you'll become so interested in prying into my privacy?"
"It's right to be cautious in front of you."
At this point, Gu Qingning suddenly asked, "Zhiming, you've heard a lot of people say bad things about you, right?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "I've heard a lot indeed."
"So, I don't have many friends. When the water is too clear, there will be no fish. When a person is too strict, there will be no followers."
"It was only in recent years that I finally understood this truth and stopped worrying about what others said."
After Yu Zhiming ate two pieces of fruit, he suddenly found that Gu Qingning became silent.
"What are you thinking about? So engrossed?"
Gu Qingning pouted and said, "I suddenly remembered that I said a lot of bad things about you behind your back and even scolded you."
"I finally understand why you're still a little distant towards me. It turns out that's how the gap is created."
Yu Zhiming laughed and said, "It doesn't matter at all that you're gnashing your teeth at me behind my back."
"What's the reason?" Gu Qingning asked.
"yes……"
Yu Zhiming suddenly felt stuck.
He thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. Maybe it's just that we're not a good match."
"I'm a Phoenix man from the countryside, and you're a socialite, a daughter of a wealthy family."
"Not only that, but you're also so subservient and willing to give in. It makes me feel unreal."
Gu Qingning said seriously, "I don't feel like I'm giving in, I feel like I'm compromising!"
"I feel comfortable and at ease with you."
Yu Zhiming couldn't help scratching his head.
"Then it should be my own fault?"
"The inferiority complex hidden deep in your bones?"
Yu Zhiming made a profound self-analysis: "After all, I've been blind for over a decade. Although my eyesight has been restored, which is a small achievement, I still have some sensitivity and low self-esteem."
Gu Qingning nodded in agreement and said, "That's probably the reason. It makes you hard to believe that such a wonderful thing could happen to you."
"For example, how could a fairy like me with a good figure, good looks, good personality, and such favorable conditions fall hopelessly in love with a guy like you?"
"You're resisting it, feeling like you don't deserve the love of a perfect girl like me."
Yu Zhiming opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Gu Qingning, your arrogance and narcissism are not much less than my sensitivity and inferiority complex."
Gu Qingning snorted twice, stood up and gave Yu Zhiming a pair of big white eyes proudly.
"We're having dumplings for dinner?"
"I want to eat a full banquet, but you can't make it..."
The two of them had a simple dinner, and Yu Zhiming did not go back to the bedroom to rest or read.
He lay on the sofa, chatting with Gu Qingning and occasionally watching TV.
After eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Xiangwan came back and announced a big news to them.
"Xiangwan Canteen will open next Friday."
"Sister, have you found a chef?" Yu Zhiming asked with concern.
Yu Xiangwan swallowed the fruit in his mouth and said with a cheerful tone, "Zhang Bai and I have agreed that the dishes will mainly be the large bowls of steamed dishes seen at rural banquets, paired with seasonal vegetables."
"This type of steamed dish can be prepared in advance, produces large quantities, and saves a lot of labor."
"Dad said that Uncle Pan and his son from the village will come to Binhai to help us next Tuesday."
Yu Zhiming grinned and questioned, "Will the banquet in my hometown suit the taste of Binhai people?"
"Besides, steamed dishes are usually too oily and watery, which isn't very suitable for patients' stomachs, right?"
Yu Xiangwan confidently said, "The steamed dishes at banquets in our hometown are considered authentic Shandong cuisine."
“Lu cuisine is popular in all parts of the country.”
"As for patients, we also have a separate cooking window for incoming material processing to meet their needs."
Yu Xiangwan further explained, "Zhang Bai said we should try to operate the restaurant for a while. The smaller the restaurant is, the easier it will be to turn around. If it doesn't work out, we can change the menu. We should first find out where the customers of the small canteen come from."
She sighed again, "It's a little far from Huashan Hospital, and the nearby residential areas are a bit scattered."
“It’s hard to grasp the target customer base.”
When Yu Zhiming heard his fourth sister say this, he felt a little unreliable.
The future of the small canteen is somewhat worrying.
"Old Five, on the opening day, remember to bring your colleagues over to show your support."
Yu Zhiming quickly responded, "That's for sure, sister. Don't worry, I will definitely treat my colleagues to a big meal that day."
He suggested again: "Sister, you can consider takeout. Many restaurants rely on takeout to survive."
Yu Xiangwan acted as if she had already planned this and said, "The takeaway platform deducts too much commission."
"After the canteen's reputation is established, I'll slowly set up my own takeaway group and hire people to deliver food..."
Well, that's a pretty ambitious goal.
Although Yu Zhiming was a little worried, he didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of his fourth sister.
His feeling as an outsider may not be correct.
If Fourth Sister’s canteen hits the right path, there’s a possibility that it will become popular overnight.
At this time, the cough coming from the TV attracted the attention of Yu Zhiming and others.
A TV series was playing on the TV. A man in his thirties was bending over and coughing violently.
The next moment, the tissue in the man's hand opened, and bright red bloodstains appeared on it.
Yu Xiangwan curled her lips and said, "Screenwriters nowadays have no originality at all. The coughing up blood plot from an ancient costume drama eight hundred years ago is now appearing in a modern drama."
Yu Zhiming said seriously, "This actor is really coughing. I can hear it."
"He really has lung problems, and they're pretty serious."
Gu Qingning picked up her phone and said, "Let me search. There's a long time difference between filming a TV series and broadcasting it."
"If this actor's lungs were truly diseased, there would have been news online."
After searching for a while, Gu Qingning said doubtfully, "To be clear, there's no news online about an actor named Lin Min being ill."
"His status said that he was filming a drama."
"Could you have heard wrongly?"
"Or was it because his coughing was so realistic?"
Yu Zhiming insisted seriously: "I didn't hear it wrong..."
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