Lin Piaoxue glanced at Lin Qinghuan and Wei Xiao clasping hands, her eyes flashing, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.
Lin Qinghuan pulled her hand away from Wei Xiao's. The warmth in Wei Xiao's hand disappeared, and his heart felt empty. He felt a little lost, and his brows furrowed.
Wei Xiao noticed a few empty tables on the first floor and asked, "Qinghuan, would you like to sit on the first floor or go to a private room on the second floor?"
"No need to be so fussy, just find any table to sit at," Lin Qinghuan said casually.
After listening to Lin Qinghuan's words, Wei Xiao casually found a table and sat down, with Lin Qinghuan sitting next to him.
Lin Piaoxue sat down next to Lin Qinghuan and waved to the waiter: "Waiter, bring tea!"
Wei Xiao glanced at Lin Piaoxue thoughtfully. Lin Piaoxue's movements were natural and casual, suggesting she was a regular at the teahouse.
A girl who lives not very close to the county town, comes from an average family, and frequents restaurants is someone who makes one wonder.
Wei Xiao picked up the menu on the table and handed it to Lin Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, order whatever you want to eat."
"Brother Wei Xiao, you should order!" Lin Qinghuan smiled and pushed the menu back. "There are only three of us, so you can just order two of their signature dishes. Ordering too much would be a waste."
Wei Xiao said, "Then I'll order three dishes and a soup, is that alright?"
Lin Qinghuan nodded with a smile. Three dishes and a soup would be enough for the three of them.
Lin Piaoxue pouted unhappily. Inviting someone to dinner and only ordering four dishes? This rich young master is so stingy, it's unbelievable!
Wei Xiao poured Lin Qinghuan a cup of tea, looked at the waiter standing to the side, and pointed to the menu to order three dishes and a soup.
Lin Qinghuan took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, then looked around the hall. The people who came to the restaurant were from all walks of life.
Wei Xiao possessed a noble air, making him stand out from the others in the hall.
“Brother Wei Xiao, someone like you should be sitting in a private room, not in the main hall. It’s really bad for your image.”
Wei Xiao laughed upon hearing this and said, "I don't care about my image."
Lin Piaoxue watched Lin Qinghuan chatting and laughing with Wei Xiao, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.
Lin Qinghuan should live like a maggot in a cesspool, only fit to marry a widower or an old bachelor.
Thinking of this, Lin Piaoxue's face showed determination. After returning home, she urged her family to marry Lin Qinghuan off. With her around, Lin Qinghuan would never have a good life, let alone be able to surpass her.
Lin Qinghuan doesn't deserve to sit in restaurants and eat at hotels; she only deserves to drink porridge and eat pickled vegetables.
Seeing the fierce look on Lin Piaoxue's face and the glint of malice in her eyes, Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly. What was Lin Piaoxue up to now?
The waiter began serving the dishes. Wei Xiao poured a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Lin Qinghuan, saying softly, "Are you hungry? Have some soup to warm your stomach first."
"Thank you, Brother Wei Xiao," Lin Qinghuan said with a smile.
Wei Xiao said, "You've thanked me so many times already, I'm tired of hearing it, there's no need to say thank you again."
"Only by saying thank you can I express my gratitude," Lin Qinghuan said sincerely.
Seeing that Lin Qinghuan insisted, Wei Xiao had no choice but to give up!
Lin Qinghuan took a sip of the soup and looked at Wei Xiao with a smile, "The soup is very delicious."
Wei Xiao said understandingly, "If you like it, have a few more sips. I'll bring you again next time."
Lin Qinghuan smiled but didn't reply. She was going home in a couple of days and wouldn't have the chance to dine at the restaurant with Wei Xiao again.
When Wei Xiao saw that all the dishes had been served, he filled a bowl with rice for Lin Qinghuan, placed it in front of her, and said softly, "Eat." He then picked up a piece of ginger chicken for Lin Qinghuan.
Lin Qinghuan looked at the chicken leg meat in the bowl, smiled, picked it up and put it in her mouth. The chicken was tender and smooth, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
Seeing Lin Qinghuan enjoying her meal, Wei Xiao's lips curled up slightly.
Suddenly, a panicked voice came from the next table: "Old Li, what's wrong?"
Old Li was breathing rapidly, his face was cyanotic, his eyes were wide open, and he was pointing to his throat.
"What's wrong with your throat? Are you feeling unwell?" Old Li's companion, Old Wang, asked.
Seeing Old Li's condition, Lin Qinghuan quickly put down her chopsticks, walked to the next table, and said, "He must have choked on his food."
Old Wang asked anxiously, "What should we do? Should we take him to the hospital?"
Lin Qinghuan: "He is having difficulty breathing now and may not make it to the hospital."
Old Wang looked panicked and asked helplessly, "Is it that dangerous?"
Lin Qinghuan nodded. There are people who choke and die because they didn't receive timely first aid.
Upon hearing Lin Qinghuan's words, Old Wang became extremely anxious. "Miss, what can we do to save Old Li?"
Old Wang felt that since Lin Qinghuan knew about Old Li's situation, she must have some way to save him. It was like grasping at a straw, and he placed all his hopes on Lin Qinghuan.
Lin Qinghuan observed Old Li and saw that he was still relatively conscious, so she helped him stand up. Wei Xiao quickly helped support Old Li as well.
Lin Qinghuan asked Old Li, "Can you still hear me when I speak?"
Old Li nodded.
Lin Qinghuan continued, "Try to stand still and lower your head slightly, so you can spit out what you're choking on. Do you understand?"
Old Li nodded again, indicating that he understood.
Lin Qinghuan stood behind Lao Li, hugged Lao Li's abdomen from behind, made a fist with one hand and placed the thumb side on Lao Li's abdomen, and grasped the fist with the other hand, quickly, rhythmically and forcefully pressing Lao Li's abdomen. A murmur of discussion came from the hall.
"It's truly indecent. How could you hug someone in public? You have no shame."
"Saving someone should be considered doing a good deed, right?"
Would you want your daughter to hug a grumpy old man in front of everyone?
"No, of course I wouldn't!"
...
Lin Qinghuan knew that people were very conservative in the early 1980s, but she couldn't care less about that in order to save lives.
Wei Xiao stood beside Lin Qinghuan, preventing anyone from getting close.
With a "whoosh!" Old Li spat out a chicken bone from his mouth.
"Wow! It's chicken bones!" someone exclaimed.
"It must have gotten stuck in his throat by accident while eating chicken," someone else chimed in.
"Oh my god! Next time I eat, I'll definitely eat slower," someone said, still shaken.
Lin Qinghuan released Lao Li and said, "A chicken bone stuck in your throat may damage your esophagus and cause esophagitis. For a short period of time, your throat will feel uncomfortable and you will feel like there is a foreign object in your throat. For safety's sake, I suggest you go to the hospital for a check-up."
"Thank you so much, young lady, for saving Old Li. I'll take him to the hospital right now," Old Wang said gratefully.
Lin Qinghuan smiled and said, "It was nothing, no need to thank me."
Old Li calmed down a bit, his throat still aching like it was being pricked with needles. He looked at Lin Qinghuan with lingering fear and said gratefully, "Thank you, young lady, you're my savior!"
Old Li's voice was hoarse.
Old Wang was worried about Old Li, so after paying the bill, he helped Old Li leave the restaurant.
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