The steaming dumplings were served on the table, and the two of them sat across from each other.
Han Meiya said: "Would you like to eat the three delicacies fillings?"
"Okay." Song Huaiqian was already hungry and couldn't wait to eat. Although he was hungry and anxious, he still ate very gracefully.
"Is the hospital busy lately?" Song Huaiqian didn't forget to chat with her while eating.
Han Meiya ate slowly and said, "Busy, I'm very busy every day."
"It's better to be busy." Song Huaiqian looked up at her and said, "When you are busy, you won't have time to think about unhappy things."
Han Meiya knew what he was talking about. In fact, in the past two months, she had been flying back and forth on business trips and attending medical appointments. She was very exhausted every day. Sometimes she didn't even want to eat when she got home and just fell asleep. Really.
I have no time to think about my first love anymore.
Han Meiya ate a dumpling and said nothing.
Song Huaiqian added: "Since his death, your spirit has not recovered, and you have used work to numb yourself. How can this be possible? It is the New Year's Day holiday. I will accompany you on a self-driving trip to relax."
Seeing Han Meiya making herself so tired every day, Song Huaiqian was really distressed.
"Let's talk about it. After the New Year, I will reduce my work appropriately," Han Meiya said.
"I think so!" Song Huaiqian scolded her: "You don't know how to cherish your body at all. Come on, eat some more dumplings."
While the two were talking, Song Huaiqian's phone rang. He picked it up and looked at it. He hesitated and picked up.
"Mom, what's the matter?" There was a hint of indifference in his tone.
Song's mother, Yue Fenghua, asked displeasedly on the phone: "Aqian, why didn't you go to the appointment at noon today? I made Miss Lu wait for you for twenty minutes, and you have embarrassed me!"
Song Huaiqian said solemnly: "Mom, I told you yesterday that I don't have time at noon today. The law firm has been very busy recently. I haven't been home for three days. Please don't arrange any more appointments for me at this time.
"
"What are you talking about? It's rare for Miss Lu to come back. I only have time at noon today. I agreed to meet you because of my face. Do you still think it's a delay in your own affairs?"
Yue Fenghua became more and more angry as he talked, and an excited voice came from the phone, "Aqian, I don't care how busy you are, you can definitely spare three or two hours of time. I made an appointment for you tomorrow, at the same time.
Location, you have to go!”
"mom--"
"If you don't want to go, don't call me mom!" Yue Fenghua said sternly and hung up the phone.
Song Huaiqian was angry and helpless. He put his phone aside and continued eating dumplings absentmindedly.
"You are not young anymore. It is normal for an old man to be anxious." Han Meiya advised him: "It doesn't matter if you go and have a look. Don't make the old man angry."
Song Huaiqian sighed, "You don't know my mother, she gets angry with me even if I don't mess with her."
Han Meiya lowered her head and continued eating, saying in her heart, I know, Qiqi has told me about your mother's situation.
"Then are you still going tomorrow?" she asked.
"I'll go if I can find time. I was so busy all day today that my head hit the back of my head, and I completely forgot about it."
Song Huaiqian had complaints about his mother in his heart, but he couldn't say much.
After he was full, he stood up and cleared away the dishes.
Han Meiya said: "I'll come, you go back and rest quickly."
"You cook and I wash the dishes. There are only two bowls, so I won't be tired." Song Huaiqian took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen and asked her again: "Do you eat fruit?"
"There seems to be no fruit at home." Han Meiya walked towards the living room and lay lazily on the sofa.
I haven't eaten so deliciously and felt so full for a long time. I feel so full that I want to sleep.
Song Huaiqian finished washing the dishes in the kitchen, then opened the refrigerator and saw that there was no fruit at all, only two bottles of drinks.
"Hey!" Song Huaiqian closed the refrigerator door, "I let you live this life."
He came out of the kitchen and saw Han Meiya asleep on the sofa. He didn't call her, so he put on his coat and went out. An hour later, he came back dressed in snow and wind, holding three full bags in his hand.
Supermarket bag.
Han Meiya on the sofa suddenly woke up when she heard the door closing.
Squinting at Song Huaiqian who came in, he asked confusedly: "Are you out?"
"I'll go to the supermarket downstairs to buy you some things. I see that the refrigerator is empty and the daily necessities in the bathroom are almost used up. I'll replenish them for you." Song Huaiqian said, carrying his big bag to the kitchen.
Han Meiya sat up, covered her mouth and yawned, and said to herself: "There is nothing in the refrigerator?"
She followed her to the kitchen. Song Huaiqian was putting things in the refrigerator one by one. When he saw her coming in, he muttered: "I bought you vegetables and fruits. I also bought two boxes of quick-frozen dumplings and wontons."
"If you buy me food, I can't cook it, so why not order takeout?" Han Meiya poured herself a glass of water and said.
Song Huaiqian turned to look at her, and an idea suddenly came to his mind, and he said to her: "It's okay, I can do it. From now on, I will come over after get off work every day to cook for you, and I don't have to eat takeout anymore."
Is this proposal particularly good? Song Huaiqian felt proud in his heart.
"Haha, it's just your cooking skills? Let's forget it." Han Meiya mocked him rudely.
"I'm just practicing my cooking skills. I can definitely improve my cooking skills in less than half a month!" Song Huaiqian smiled, "Would you like to try it?"
Han Meiya looked at him, with his handsome appearance, and smiled. Why was her heart pounding?
She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and cursed in her heart: She must have changed her heart after knowing the truth. It's nothing. If you don't care about that thing anymore, you won't have such a heartbeat feeling. Yes, that's it!
She comforted herself in her heart, but she still agreed to his request, "Okay, just give it a try. I want to see if you can improve your cooking skills in half a month!"
Song Huaiqian was obviously surprised when she agreed, and said in surprise: "Then let's make an agreement, I will come directly after get off work tomorrow."
"You've been busy lately, can you get off work early?"
"You should take a breather even if you are busy." Song Huaiqian said: "I will arrange the time so that you can have ready-made meals when you come back."
"There's no need to do this. It's up to you."
Song Huaiqian packed up the refrigerator and went to the bathroom. He arranged the toilet paper and toiletries he bought in an orderly manner.
He did everything and said to her: "Okay, I'm going back."
"Thank you. I will transfer the money for the purchase to you via WeChat."
"Let's talk about it later." Song Huaiqian changed his shoes at the door and said, "What do you want to eat tomorrow night? Let me know on WeChat. I'm leaving."
Han Meiya closed the door, reacted a little, and murmured: "Do you really want to come over to cook tonight?"
Of course it's true.
Song Huaiqian returned home, washed up and went to bed, with Monica by his side. He looked for video tutorials on various home-cooked dishes on his mobile phone, vowing to make delicious dishes.