Shen Qinghe pursed her lips and smiled, looking at the menu with an amazed look, pointing at the names of the dishes, "This one looks good, and this one also looks delicious."
Although it looked like she ordered casually, Shen Qinghe actually ordered Quanjude's signature dish.
Roast duck, shredded duck with mustard greens, and stewed duck with four delicacies.
She pointed at the three dishes and whispered to Jiang Chunlin, "I don't know how big the portions are. Let's order these three first. If they're not enough, we can order more."
Jiang Chunlin nodded and handed the menu to the staff.
When the dish came, Jiang Chunlin frowned as he looked at the thinly sliced duck meat.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Chunlin didn't take any action, and Shen Qinghe didn't want to eat first, for fear that he would notice something.
Jiang Chunlin glanced at Shen Qinghe, pointed at the roast duck and said, "Wouldn't it taste better if it was chopped into pieces?"
Shen Qinghe, "..."
He suppressed his laughter and said, "I feel the same way, but there is always a reason for the slice. Shall we try it first?"
"Okay, let's eat." Jiang Chunlin glanced at the table next to him, picked up the pancake and rolled the duck meat, green onion and cucumber shreds into it, then handed it to Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe took it and took a bite, her eyes lit up, "Delicious!"
Jiang Chunlin smiled and rolled one for himself. Only then did he understand why the roast duck had to be cut into thin slices instead of chopped into pieces.
The two secretly observed how the people at the next table ate, and then ate the same way.
The three dishes were all gone in no time and we were all full when we walked out of Quanjude.
The two of them were like children who had eaten something delicious, and they kept discussing it on the way back to the hotel.
When they went to bed at night, Jiang Chunlin said to Shen Qinghe, "It's hot, and your wound hasn't healed yet. Rest well in the hotel tomorrow. I'll go out for a walk."
Shen Qinghe's mind moved, and she nodded obediently, "Okay, then bring me some delicious food when you come back."
"No problem." Jiang Chunlin reached out and gently scratched Shen Qinghe's nose.
Both of them were stunned.
Their eyes were fixed on each other. Jiang Chunlin slowly lowered his head and kissed Shen Qinghe's lips.
Perhaps because they were in a foreign land, or perhaps because they were not afraid of being heard by He Xiuyun next door, the two of them were bold and wild, releasing the hottest passion.
Shen Qinghe felt like a fish that was thrown onto the shore, gasping for air with her mouth open. Jiang Chunlin tossed her back and forth until dawn, when they finally fell asleep in each other's arms.
Jiang Chunlin got up at dawn. He carefully pulled his arm out from Shen Qinghe's neck, put on his clothes and left quietly.
When the door was gently closed, Shen Qinghe opened her eyes, and after lying down for a minute, she got up.
Avoiding the wound on her arm, she took a shower, changed into clean clothes and went out.
Shen Qinghe came to the gate of the compound, without Jiang Chunlin following her. Her emotions ran wild. She stared at the gate with red eyes and walked towards it step by step.
"Comrade, who are you looking for?" The soldier on guard stretched out his hand to stop Shen Qinghe and looked her up and down vigilantly.
Shen Qinghe's throat choked, tears in her eyes and a smile on her face, she said in a choked voice, "I'm looking for Shen Yi."
At the same time, she shouted in her heart, Grandpa, I'm back!
The soldier frowned and said gently, “Comrade, there is no Shen Yi here, are you in the wrong place?
Where is the person you are looking for? Tell me the address and I'll help you. ”
Shen Qinghe was stunned. There was no such person as Shen Yi?
"Impossible." Shen Qinghe pointed at the compound and said excitedly, "He is the leader, he lives here, and he has a son who is a hero..."
"Comrade." The soldier interrupted Shen Qinghe, suspecting that she had a mental problem.
But he still patiently said, "There is indeed no one here who you are talking about. Is he your relative? Why don't you call home and ask?"
Shen Qinghe's face was pale and her lips trembled as she looked at the soldier.
Suddenly, she saw a man in his forties walking towards her with a basket filled with seasonal vegetables.
"Uncle Zhou." Shen Qinghe rushed over. The man was caught off guard and was almost pushed down by Shen Qinghe.
He took two steps back to steady himself, looked at the excited Shen Qinghe, and asked doubtfully, "Girl, are you calling me?"
"Are you Uncle Zhou Quan?" Shen Qinghe stared at the man without blinking. Zhou Quan lived next door to them and had watched her grow up. He had two grandsons but no granddaughter. He was envious of her grandfather for having a granddaughter, so he would run to her house every day and take her out to play.
Uncle Zhou likes to cook. Although he is the leader, when he has free time, he likes to go to the vegetable market to pick vegetables and cook for his family at home.
"I'm Zhou Quan." The man straightened his back and looked at Shen Qinghe seriously, "Girl, did you recognize the wrong person? I'm Zhou Quan, but I'm still far from being your elder brother in terms of age, uncle?"
The man laughed when he finished speaking.
Shen Qinghe didn't bother to explain, she looked at him and asked, "Do you know Shen Yi?"
The man looked at Shen Qinghe blankly and asked, "Who is Shen Yi?"
Shen Qinghe's face turned pale and her body swayed.
No Shen Yi? What about grandpa?
"Think about it carefully. He lives next door to you." Shen Qinghe looked at Zhou Quan as if he was looking at the last straw.
Her thin body was shaking like a sieve, and her beautiful pair of peach blossom eyes were now tearful, which was heartbreaking to look at.
If Shen Qinghe hadn't spoken normally, Zhou Quan would have thought that this girl was crazy!
He said patiently, “My neighbors’ surnames are Zhang and Li, not Shen.”
The soldier ran over at this time and saluted Zhou Quan respectfully, "Commander Zhou, I will escort you in."
The soldier Yan Ran already regarded Shen Qinghe as a mentally ill person.
Zhou Quan glanced at Shen Qinghe and walked towards the gate.
The soldier looked at Shen Qinghe warily, as if she was a dangerous person who might hurt Zhou Quan if he was not careful.
Shen Qingcha's legs went limp and she knelt on the ground. She looked at the high walls and courtyard. This was where she grew up, but everyone told her that this didn't exist!
No grandpa!
Without her!
Nothing at all!
Shen Qinghe looked at the courtyard and burst into tears, her face covered with tears and snot.
"Comrade, how about I take you to the hospital?" The soldier felt a little bit sorry to see such a beautiful girl crying like that.
But the person she was looking for did not exist in the compound.
He is crying like this, is there really something wrong with his brain?
Shen Qinghe looked at the soldier, shook her head and continued crying.
Seeing that Shen Qinghe did not attack anyone, the soldier stopped chasing the people entering the compound gate to ask Shen Yi. After hesitating, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Thank you...hiccup..." Shen Qinghe reached out to take it, hiccuping while crying.
The soldier still had to stand guard, so he ran to the gate, stood at his position, looked straight ahead, and kept an eye on Shen Qinghe out of the corner of his eye.
Shen Qinghe sat on the ground, ignoring the passers-by. She got up only after she had cried enough and walked out of the compound gate, looking back every few steps.
It seems that she has traveled to a parallel world, a world without a grandfather and without little Shen Qinghe.
She walked aimlessly, looking at the familiar street scenes around her, and she couldn't help crying again.
Passersby gave him strange looks.
Shen Qinghe didn't care about much. She was very sad anyway.
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