"That's fine." The waiter

smiled, wrote down the name of the dish and went to the kitchen. Now that the peak dining time has passed, there are not many people in the state-owned hotel. Liang Qingqing took a deep breath, propped up her chin and looked out the window. It was still a street outside. The weather was hot, and everyone was nestling indoors. There were not many pedestrians. The stone walls and green tiles had a different kind of beauty of a southern town.

It would be nice if it was developed into a tourist area in the future.

"What are you thinking about?" Fan Yanxing's voice came from behind, pulling Liang Qingqing back to her thoughts. She smiled and shook her head, "Have you sent the letter?"

"Yes, I just sent it." Fan Yanxing sat down beside her, watching her face flushed from being supported by his hands, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub it. His rough palm slid across the skin on her face, which was a little itchy.

Liang Qingqing dodged backwards and looked around in panic, only to find that they were the only customers left in the restaurant. This location was relatively hidden, close to the wall and window, and far from the kitchen. If you didn't get closer, you couldn't see what they were doing.

Liang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help but glare at Fan Yanxing, "Be more reserved outside!"

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing was grinning shamelessly as he sat paralyzed on a wooden chair with his two long legs casually stretched out. It was not known whether intentionally or unintentionally, but his calves would touch hers from time to time, and his slender white knuckles would tap on the table as he said lazily, "Oh, then at home..."

Hearing the implication of Fan Yanxing's words, Liang Qingqing realized belatedly that her words were too ambiguous. Her face turned uncontrollably pink and she angrily scolded, "Shut up!"

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing curled his lips, and as if by magic, he took out a gift box from somewhere and placed it on the table between them, motioning her with his eyes to open it.

"What is this?" Liang Qingqing's attention was drawn to the place. After a while, she didn't hear the answer. When she looked up

, she saw Fan Yanxing pointing at his lips in grievance and shrugging his shoulders helplessly. What else could she not understand? It was really rare to see someone complaining to the "culprit".

Liang Qingqing was amused and angry at the same time. She stood up, leaned over and slapped him on the mouth across the table. The force was not too strong, and it made a crisp sound. "Okay, you can talk now."

He leisurely admired her changing expressions, raised his eyebrows, pursed his slapped lips, smiled softly, and said leisurely: "Vanous cream."

Hearing this answer, Liang Qingqing's eyes lit up, and her fingers finally put on the exquisite gift box, and her tone rose: "Didn't you say it would take another two days to arrive?"

"Just now at the post office, I asked casually, and it turned out that it has arrived." Seeing her happy, Fan Yanxing couldn't help but be happy too, with one arm on the table, holding up his smooth chin, "Take a quick look, do you like it?"

These days, unlike later generations where you can directly check logistics information on your phone, most of the time you need to estimate the delivery time, so the package may arrive early or late.

"Okay." Liang Qingqing was more excited than ever when she thought about having vanishing cream to use right away. This feeling was something she had never experienced in her previous life, no matter how many high-end skin care products she bought. Maybe it was because skin care products were hard to come by in this era, or maybe someone remembered to fulfill their promise and really gave it to her...

In any case, she was very satisfied.

Besides, it is summer now and I cannot feel the difference with or without skin care products. Once autumn or even winter comes, if I do not apply skin care products to moisturize my skin, my face will become dry and flaky. When the cold wind blows, my face will definitely feel hot and painful.

I don't know who Fan Yanxing asked to buy the vanishing cream. The packaging box alone is not something that ordinary supply and marketing cooperatives can provide. The surface is printed with exquisite patterns and tied with a beautiful red ribbon into a bow. The bow-tying technique is a technical job. It looks very tight, but it will fall apart if you pull the corners lightly.

When the box was opened, it was indeed an exquisite gift box. Four boxes of different scents of vanishing cream were neatly placed inside. They looked pretty nice. Liang Qingqing took out a box at random and opened it. A faint jasmine scent filled her face.

"It smells good. Want to smell it?" Liang Qingqing passed the box to Fan Yanxing's nose. He sniffed it for a while and nodded in agreement: "It smells good."

"Want to smell this

one." Liang Qingqing asked him to smell them all and insisted that he choose the best one. Fan Yanxing had a headache. As a big man, he couldn't smell the big difference. He thought the smells were similar, so he could only randomly point to one. Who knew that he accidentally chose the same one as her.

"You have a good taste." Liang Qingqing's smile deepened. She happily put away all the vanishing cream and handed it to Fan Yanxing. After a while, the waiter brought all the dishes they ordered. The portions were very large and completely worth the money she spent.

The two of them had eaten some green bean crisps in the cinema before, so they were not particularly hungry. But now that they saw the delicious dishes, they all stopped chatting and started to eat.

Liang Qingqing had a small appetite. No matter how delicious the dishes were, she would be full after eating a small bowl. On the contrary, Fan Yanxing ate quickly and pleasingly. It was a pleasure to eat with him, which increased her appetite. So she picked two more ribs to eat before putting down her chopsticks.

All the remaining dishes on the table went into Fan Yanxing's stomach, without any waste.

After eating, the two of them packed a few meat buns, which are easy to preserve and can be taken away directly by wrapping them in oil paper without putting them in a lunch box. It is very convenient and just right to take them back for Ma Xiuzhi and the others to taste.

After leaving the state-owned hotel, they first went to pick up the things that were stored in the supply and marketing cooperative, and then went to the designated waiting place for the bus, ready to go home.

At this time, at the gate of No. 19 Tonglin Street, Beijing, a woman in a black long skirt got out of a car, and then two little carrots jumped out of the back seat one after another, jumping and following the woman into the big iron gate.

"Mom! Mom!" The woman walked around the first floor after entering the house. Seeing no one, she told the two children to sit in the living room and play. She stood at the staircase and called a few more times. Seeing no one answered, she went upstairs. She

was going straight to the master bedroom, but when she passed the first room on the right hand side of the staircase, she slowed down her hurried steps for some reason and tentatively opened the doorknob. There was a person sitting in the dim room. She was almost scared to death when she saw him suddenly.

"Mom, what are you doing sitting here in broad daylight?" Fan Yajun rubbed her chest, finally calming down the sense of terror, but then she felt guilty again. Seeing that she didn't answer, she went forward and pulled open the curtains by the window. Instantly, the sunlight filled every corner of the room, and people could see the middle-aged woman sitting at the desk.

She was wearing an indigo-colored long skirt, with her hair tied up behind her head, revealing a face that still had a lot of charm. Because she took good care of herself, she looked like she was just over 30, although she was almost 50 years old. She had an excellent temperament, and it was obvious that she had been raised by a little girl.

"Mom, why are you looking at your brother's photo album for no reason? Are you missing him?" Fan Yajun glanced at the photo album in her hand, and her hands clenched unconsciously when she thought of the news she had just received today.

Hearing this, Qu Qingying closed the photo album and threw it on the table. It made a muffled sound, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Fan Yajun's heart. Her eyelashes trembled. Could her mother have already known about that matter?

"Why are you back at this time? Aren't you going to work today?" Qu Qingying seemed not to notice Fan Yajun's sudden change of expression. She spoke calmly, her eyes falling on this face that was four or five points similar to hers.

"My colleague and I switched shifts." Fan Yajun sorted out her emotions and smiled, "The two little guys have been shouting about missing grandma and grandpa a few days ago. I happened to be free so I brought them back to see them."

Hearing about her grandson and granddaughter, Qu Qingying raised the corners of her lips, "Is Lin Feng free? Ask him to come over for dinner tonight. It just so happens that your father doesn't have much work these days."

"He's on a mission and won't be back for a few days."

"That's a pity."

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

After the voice fell, Qu Qingying raised her eyes and changed the subject with a smile: "Yajun, are you hiding something from me?"

Fan Yajun swallowed imperceptibly and pretended to be confused, "What's the matter?"

"I heard that you sent some things to Changbei Province?" Qu Qingying smiled even more deeply. She was too lazy to beat around the bush with her daughter and went straight to the point. "Did you ask someone to buy it at the Friendship Store?"

Although it was a question, her tone was very certain.

Fan Yajun knew that she couldn't hide it anymore, so she sat down at the end of the bed like a jerk. "Why are you asking me if you know everything?"

"You love your good brother so much that you keep everything secret for him. If not...your father and I would still be kept in the dark by you two." Qu Qingying didn't explain how she knew, but there was no need to guess. Fan Yajun knew that it must be an uncle or aunt who heard the news and whispered it in her ear.

"Dad, Dad knows about it too?" Fan Yajun almost bit her tongue, she was so panicked, secretly praying for the bad boy to be fine, she couldn't help him with this matter!

Qu Qingying snorted coldly, but finally softened her heart, "I didn't tell him."

Hearing this, Fan Yajun's heart fell down, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Qu Qingying saw her such a useless look, and was immediately furious. She was about to curse her, but she suppressed it when she thought of the business.

"What kind of girl did Yanxing find? An educated youth from the same village, or the daughter of a small cadre in the city?" The more Qu Qingying spoke, the more anxious her tone became.

Fan Yajun shook her head honestly, "He just asked me to buy some vanishing cream, and didn't say anything else."

She did send a letter to ask, but it would take several days for the reply to arrive.

The key point is that according to Fan Yanxing's temper, it is unknown whether he will tell her the truth, so she really doesn't know which girl Fan Yanxing bought the vanishing cream for. Tsk, he even repeatedly told her to buy the best! From this point, you can tell that her brother must hold that girl in his palm and love her dearly!

But she dared not say this.

Seeing Qu Qingying's increasingly ugly face, Fan Yajun quickly added: "According to his standards, he would definitely not like ordinary girls. Are you still worried about him, mom?"

"What outstanding girls can there be in that small place?" Qu Qingying frowned and subconsciously refuted, but after the rebuttal, she felt that her words were too biased. She pursed her lips and added: "Reassurance? He is the only one in the family that makes me most worried!" "

Back then, he had such a good opportunity to start working directly, but he gave up the easy and good life and insisted on running to such a faraway place to live a hard life. What kind of educated youth is this! If I had known that he wanted to train himself, couldn't he have gone to the surrounding areas of Beijing? They are all rural areas. Where can't he not train? Now it's so far away. I don't know what kind of girl has seduced him and even bought him vanishing cream!"

"Maybe he uses it himself?"

Fan Yajun herself didn't believe it. After

two seconds of strange silence, Qu Qingying glared at Fan Yajun and stood up suddenly, "Yanxing must not marry a foreign woman. We don't know her background. Who knows how much trouble she will bring in the future!"