Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 79
Lin Nianhe is a bit face-controlled.

For example, when she read the note left by Su Yuncheng for the first time, she couldn't help but wonder what this person looked like.

If she had to choose her favorite person since time travel, there was no doubt that the Sumerian won with her face and took the top spot.

But what Lin Nianhe likes is only Su Yuncheng's face.

At least she didn't like small talk with him.

too awkward.

She never expressed any intention of expressing liking to him.

She had seen with her own eyes how miserable those two were when she confessed to her before.At other times, it is even more unknown how many girls were crushed in front of him.

She likes sweet, and doesn't want to ask for bitterness.

Just...just treat her as an older brother, at least she can always see this face she likes.

Su Yuncheng was carrying a net bag with a lunch box inside.

He watched Lin Nianhe come over, and handed her the net bag: "Lunch, yours."

Lin Nianhe looked at the three lunch boxes and was a little puzzled: "How do you know I'm here?"

"Director Wang said." Su Yuncheng smiled lightly.

Wang Hong didn't tell Lin Nianhe what she was going to do at the police station, Lin Nianhe only vaguely knew that it was Su Yuncheng who was looking for her.

She didn't ask, but took over and said, "It's just right, I won't go to the state-run hotel."

She took out her pocket while talking: "How much?"

"No need." Su Yuncheng frowned.

"It's not just for me." Lin Nianhe took out a card of unity and two dollars, "You choose yourself, which one do you want?"

This is not letting him choose, it is clearly making the choice for him.

Su Yuncheng laughed dumbfounded, and took two dollars from her fingers.

Lin Nianhe rolled his eyes with a smile, and asked him, "Do you want to go up and eat together?"

"No, I've already eaten." Su Yuncheng said, and handed her an envelope, "This is for you."

"What?" Lin Nianhe took the letter with his hands free, and subconsciously asked, "My family?"

As soon as she got the envelope, she knew it wasn't a letter from home.

The paper inside is not big, about one inch square...

"stamp?"

Lin Nianhe's eyes lit up suddenly.

She looked at Su Yuncheng, her eyes full of anticipation.

Su Yuncheng was a little disturbed by her look, he nodded: "Well, but they are not new, our unit has a lot of letters, so I asked them for some."

Lin Nianhe couldn't wait to stuff both net pockets for him, carefully opened the envelope, and squinted his eyes to look inside.

There were a lot of them, and she didn't see clearly for a while.

At this moment, Lin Nianhe felt that it was not Su Meiren's fault that he couldn't chat at all.

He is just not good at words, this is a character trait, how can it be regarded as a shortcoming and a mistake!
Lin Nianhe held the envelope and looked at Su Yuncheng.

She was thinking seriously, whether she had ever disliked him in person before, and whether she had spoken too loudly.

Facing Lin Nianhe's overly straightforward gaze, Su Yuncheng's heart beat even more chaotically.

She looked at herself like this, did she like those stamps?

In fact, he had always been a little worried that those old stamps would be disliked by her. Although he had carefully screened and thrown away the poor-looking ones, this still couldn't get rid of the fact that they were old.

"There are no new stamps recently, so..." Su Yuncheng still explained, "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

"I like it!" Lin Nianhe hugged the envelope tightly, as if afraid that he would snatch it away, "I really like it!"

Compared to brand new stamps, Lin Nianhe prefers the old ones.

The remaining traces are entrusted with care and nostalgia, and people can't help but think about what kind of expectations they once shouldered.

Hearing that she said she likes it so definitely, Su Yuncheng finally felt relieved.

Seeing her like this, he wanted to rub her head very much.

After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't raise his hand.

He asked, "Are you going to stay in the clinic tonight?"

"Yeah." Lin Nianhe nodded, "Tie Hammer was seriously injured, and there must be no one around. Sister Lan and I will take care of her."

"Hammer?" Su Yuncheng was slightly shocked.

Lin Nianhe nodded seriously: "Well, Comrade Miao changed her name to Miao Hongqi now. I gave her a nickname."

"……not bad."

Su Yuncheng flattered.

At least it wasn't called Tie Zhu or Goudan.

"I feel the same, paying homage to her iron will!"

Su Yuncheng didn't want to delve into whether this name was suitable for a girl, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to boast.

Without hesitation, he immediately changed the topic: "Shall I come with you tonight?"

"No need." Lin Nianhe smiled and shook his head, "Sister Lan is here, and there are empty beds in the ward, I'm not afraid."

Su Yuncheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "That's fine, if you have anything to do, go to the police station, there are people on duty."

"it is good."

Su Yuncheng returned the two net bags to Lin Nianhe, signaling her to go back quickly.

Lin Nianhe waved to him, and added: "I'll go back early tomorrow morning, and I'll treat you to dinner again when I'm done with this time."

"Okay, let's go."

Su Yuncheng watched her leave, and he didn't return to the police station until she disappeared.

He happened to bump into Feng Wei who was coming back from eating in the cafeteria, and asked casually, "Are you on duty tonight?"

"Hmm." Feng Wei nodded, "What's wrong, Brother Cheng?"

"I'll do it for you."

Feng Wei was taken aback, rubbing his belly, suspecting that he had misheard.

The little fat man began to think, did he do something wrong recently, so that Brother Cheng didn't trust him to be on duty...

"Hey? Why did you come back so soon?"

As soon as Lin Nianhe entered the ward, Wen Lan asked in bewilderment.

"My brother came to deliver food, and I just met downstairs." Lin Nianhe said, putting the lunch boxes of the three of them aside, and opened the lunch boxes brought by Su Yuncheng one by one.

The rice in the lunch box was the same, dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage, the fat dumplings were still hot, and the aroma immediately permeated.

"Eat quickly." Lin Nianhe urged, "I'm going to be sticky in a while."

Wen Lan and Miao Hongqi didn't pick it up, they stared blankly at the dumplings, very greedy.

The last time Wen Lan ate dumplings was the day she left home, when her mother made her a bowl of sour soup dumplings.

Miao Hongqi was still in the Chinese New Year.

Seeing that neither of them stretched out their hands, Lin Nianhe sighed lightly: "Hurry up, it's very hot."

Her fingertips were slightly red, as if she was about to drop both lunch boxes in the next second.

Wen Lan immediately took the lunch box over.

Dumplings are too fragrant, it is too difficult to refuse.

Wen Lan broke the jar and said, "Forget it, you can keep the account for me, and I will pay you back the food."

She no longer has any money to move. Although her family is a dual-career, but there are many children in the family, her grandma still needs help.

When she left, Mama Wen moved around and scraped together 27 yuan for her.

She has to eat the money from the autumn harvest.

But Wen Lan is very at ease in her heart, she is capable, ten work points a day is enough for her to eat.

Miao Hongqi did not have such confidence.

Even if she doesn't need to send food home anymore, her life is still tight and she can't afford it.

Lin Nianhe stuffed the chopsticks into her hands, and said soothingly, "What are you afraid of? Aunt Wang is going to ask you for justice."

Miao Hongqi was slightly taken aback.

She felt that it would be great to break up with them smoothly, how could she still get money?

(End of this chapter)