What did Tang Hexiang think? Even if she wanted to raise a wolfdog, she would find a young and strong one, someone older than Feng Yuanjun. What would happen?
"Dad, why do I think that man looks familiar?"
"Huh? Have you seen it?"
After trying to remember for a long time, Su Jun finally remembered where he had seen that man.
"Dad, let's go back first. The school gate will be closed later."
On the way, Su Mingfeng asked him who that man was.
"Dad, he is very rich. Let me confirm it tomorrow and give you an answer."
Back in the dormitory, Su Jun felt restless and paced back and forth in the dormitory.
Others are either studying or packing their luggage and preparing to return home the day after tomorrow.
He is the only one who doesn't look like a freshman at all. Someone who can afford a mobile phone and a pager must have long since stopped caring about studying. No one in his roommate cares about why he is so anxious.
He remembered who the man was. He had met him once at the Guobin Hotel and twice at the National Association Hospital. That man was Qian Shixue, the owner of the Guobin Hotel.
Is he friends with Tang Hexiang?
A few days ago, while serving Old Man Su, I had the good fortune to meet Qian Hao, who was also ill and hospitalized. He has a half-sister named Qiu Yun. She saw one of his students taking care of the grumpy old man, and she kindly helped him prepare food and heat.
water.
Yes! I'll go find Qian Hao tomorrow. If his father wants to renew their relationship, Qian Hao will definitely know about Tang Hexiang.
After a silent night, I got up the next morning, ran ten laps on the playground, took a cold shower when I came back, and then took my lunch box to the cafeteria to get some food.
Su Jun's self-discipline is terrible. Students at the University of Washington are very self-disciplined. No one wants to stay in bed and sleep in. But he is the only ruthless person like Su Jun who can't help but take cold water baths every day.
After ordering a portion of millet porridge and two steamed buns, Ren Xiaoxi suddenly came from behind.
"Su Jun, why do you eat so little? There is no meat at all, and you don't even eat pickles?"
Su Jun snorted in response to her.
We can't get into a stalemate with her. She will need to pass on some news about Su Jian and Zhong Li in the future. Even though this woman can't do anything, it's better than no one to help.
"Here, this is the beef sauce made by my mother. It's delicious."
Ren Xiaoxi sat across from him minding his own business, opened the can, scooped a spoonful of sauce into his porridge, and instantly an unpleasant smell hit Tianling Gai.
Liu Fang is very good at making delicious food. Even the poor mice in her family would cry when they eat it. But in this way, she can still make all kinds of delicious food with limited ingredients.
Every year at this time, Su Mingcheng would send some dried fish and pickles to his family, mix them with lard, and then steam them in a pot, so that he could eat two bowls of rice.
What did Ren Xiaoxi's mother cook? Is it a pure waste of beef? Kill the salt seller?
She couldn't eat the bowl of good porridge, so Su Jian had to hold back her anger and gnaw the steamed buns.
"Su Jun, do you have no living expenses? That's right, it's the end of the month, and everyone has a lot of money, but you can afford a mobile phone and a BB machine, so you shouldn't drink cold water and eat steamed buns."
"Ren Xiaoxi, if you don't speak, no one will treat you like a mute."
"I'm telling the truth. Here, my mother gave me this. I'll lend it to you first."
Looking at the five yuan on the table, Su Jun really wanted to pick it up and stuff it into her mouth.
Just wait, he will become a rich man soon. When the time comes, he will exchange for a thousand 10-cent steel coins, stand on the roof of the teaching building, and scatter them downwards. Whoever picks them up will be his grandson.