I don't want to live again

Chapter 9 009 Hometown Taste

There are many small restaurants in Linshan, which is also a local characteristic. The population determines the number and scale of restaurants. This is not like the East China Sea, where the population base is large, and there are many large-scale restaurants.

Song Qingcheng took Ning Qingwan to find the cleanest small restaurant. There was only a middle-aged couple in the restaurant, and it looked clean.

The two sat down, Ning Qingwan looked at his face and asked, "Are you a repeater?"

"Why do you say that?" Song Qingcheng was startled.

Ning Qingwan stared at him and said, "You look very mature, I always feel that you are older than me."

"I'm Zaohui!" Song Qingcheng smiled, and then changed the subject: "Think about it, if I'm not independent enough, I won't know what I want.

Only when you know what you want will you fight, how do those little kids know this?It's nothing more than doing everything possible to not want to study, and there is another situation where you study reluctantly under the pressure at home.

Under such circumstances, learning is not enough, so I can say that I am born mature, and I even think I should be more mature than you. "

Ning Qingwan glanced at him: "You said you were fat and you gasped! What does it mean to be more mature than me? I'm 21 years old, and I'm in my third year of junior year. You're just a brat!"

Song Qingcheng glanced at her, ignored her, and ordered a few dishes.

"Would you like wine?" the owner asked.

Song Qingcheng waved his hand, and when he was about to speak, Ning Qingwan responded, "Two glasses of draft beer."

"I'm still a child!" Song Qingcheng stared at her with some strangeness.

Ning Qingwan chuckled: "I feel like a child now? Aren't you more mature than me?"

"I found out, you just want to bully me." Song Qingcheng shook his head.

Ning Qingwan lowered her head happily, ignored him, and didn't know what she was laughing at. After a while, she raised her head and said softly: "I have to go back to Donghai once in September, and I will look for you then."

"What are you going back for?" Song Qingcheng asked.

Ning Qingwan responded: "I'm currently in the internship period and haven't officially graduated yet. I want to work at Donghai TV Station. If it doesn't work, I will go to Jiangbei TV Station or Jiangnan TV Station.

When I went back, I asked the teacher at the school to help me introduce it, and I made an appointment to talk to someone, so, when the time comes, I will invite you to dinner. Anyway, I know where Tunghai University is, so I will go directly to you.

By the way, I don't have your contact information yet, you remember to buy a mobile phone and send me a text message when the time comes, so that I can find you too. "

Song Qingcheng suddenly remembered that she should have joined Jiangnan Satellite TV, and also became a well-known host, hosting several popular shows, with a great reputation.

She became famous within three to five years at the most, and was called the most attractive hostess. At that time, there was a saying of "Nanning Beili" in the hostess circle.

At that time, she was not as down-to-earth as she is now. She seemed inaccessible and had a strong aura.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Ning Qingwan had a strange expression on her face, and touched her face a few times.

Song Qingcheng said solemnly: "There is a grain of rice near my mouth, I will help you take it down."

He passed his hand over, and gently wiped the corner of her mouth with his thumb. Naturally, he swept down a grain of rice.

Ning Qingwan's face was red, and when she was about to speak, she found that he put rice grains in her mouth and ate them. She couldn't help but startled, and her face turned even redder.

"Why are you like this! Disgusting!" Ning Qingwan said angrily, and kicked him under the table.

Song Qingcheng jumped up grinning, holding his leg, Ning Qingwan was startled, and hesitated: "It really hurts... I didn't use any force, did I kick it in the wrong place?
You sit down, let me rub it for you... Hurry up, I'm so anxious, I won't kick you in the future, but I always feel a little weird that you eat my leftovers. "

"In this world, besides your parents, has anyone else eaten your leftovers? Don't be dissatisfied." Song Qingcheng sat down.

Ning Qingwan reached out to rub his calf, lowered her head, and did not speak.

The short hair danced playfully on the side of the face, leaving light and shadow, against the porcelain-like skin, it looked very good.

"Does it still hurt?" Ning Qingwan looked up at him.

Song Qingcheng shook his head solemnly: "It's much better, the energy just now is over, you can get up and eat."

The proprietress brought up another dish, fried squid with leeks, a big plate full.

Ning Qingwan sat across from him, looked at him suspiciously, thought for a while and asked, "Are you lying to me?"

"How is it possible? Even if I want to lie to you, I will definitely find out with your IQ, so I can't lie to you even if I want to. You don't even know how smart you are." Song Qingcheng said seriously.

lie?Not really, it's just fun.

Only then did Ning Qingwan smile: "That's about the same. How can it be so easy to lie to me? Then I won't kick you anymore..."

It was only when she said this that she felt that something was wrong, and the way she spoke seemed a little ambiguous.

The dishes were served one by one, and they were all served quickly. Squid with leeks, fried clams with green onions, small yellow croakers with noodles, fried rooster with peppers, and a dish of braised mountain rabbit meat. This year, there are still many wild rabbits in Linshan.

The geographical location of Linshan is actually very good. Not only is it near the sea, but it is also mountainous, and there are many hares among the hills.

The staple food is rice, and the store also sent two appetizers, fried peanuts and mixed jellyfish.

Song Qingcheng ate slowly, always feeling that he couldn't get enough of the taste of his hometown. Thinking about it, since he went to the East China Sea, he really didn't have much time to go home, and gradually forgot the taste of his hometown.

He didn't eat fast, he ate slowly, his heart was always warm, maybe this was also his regret.

How can a person live without regrets?

To live again, he really should do some things that should be done, whether he wants to do it or not, he has to do it.

"Qingcheng, do you have any dreams?" Ning Qingwan asked.

Song Qingcheng looked up at him, thought for a while and said, "Yes! I want to have a few more children, preferably seven or eight. This is my biggest dream."

"You are not serious when you talk!" Ning Qingwan snorted, raised her foot to kick him just now, but remembered that she promised him not to kick him again, and slowly lowered her foot.

Song Qingcheng shook his head. This was indeed his dream. In his previous life, he had thought that no matter what, such a large family business, with nearly one billion assets, must be inherited by someone, and it is appropriate to have a few more children.

Ning Qingwan had a strange expression on her face: "You're the one who doesn't want to study hard and create more value, but thinks about having children?"

"Money can be earned at any time. For me, it is not difficult, but some people will never go back once they miss it. It is better to have a child sooner rather than later. That's what I think."

Song Qingcheng said softly, his eyes were a little dazed, thinking of the past, he seemed a little different.

Ning Qingwan met his gaze, and blushed because his gaze fell on her face.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Ning Qingwan lowered her head and said softly, eating the chicken, it was spicy and fragrant, it should be a standard mountain chicken.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, didn't speak any more, and kept thinking about the past.

Ning Qingwan took a piece of hare meat with his chopsticks, and said softly: "Eat it, don't think about it."

"Thank you!" Song Qingcheng nodded, and also picked up a small yellow croaker for her.

(End of this chapter)