In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Although Song Hongguo compromised, she was not in a good mood, and the system jumped out to comfort her, "Don't worry about it, you didn't intend to make money, just follow the crowd, if you are too unconventional, you will be rejected, it's a big deal , you can find a way to donate some food for free in the future. In fact, those who buy high-priced food really don’t care about the extra money. They just want food. Isn't it much more comfortable?"

"..."

Take care of it.

Song Hongguo didn't want to make it cocky, so she didn't respond. She prepared some extra things for Xu Jiashu this time, because it was the Ching Ming Festival, about a dozen catties of grain, two catties of oil, and a knife of pork belly.

Xu Jiashu's eyes became hot when he saw it, "Cousin, these are all good things. This pork belly is so fat, how much oil does it need to be fried? Cousin, then I will sell it to acquaintances today. Such a good thing, I can't bear to be cheap for outsiders. .”

"Okay, you have the final say, if you want, you can also stay at home to eat."

Xu Jiashu was cruel, "Then I'll cut a catty of meat."

Song Hongguo took out two more eggs from the basket and stuffed them for him, "For the festival, eat a Qingming egg to meet the occasion."

This is a local custom, and Xu Jiashu is naturally aware of it. He carefully stuffed it into his arms, suppressed the heat welling up in his eyes, and left in a hurry without thinking about thanking him.

"People in this era are so simple, and the two eggs are so touched." The system jumped out again, moaning with emotion, "I wonder if my male god will be like this after eating it? It's best to be touched If you promise it with your body, it will be perfect."

Two eggs, just promise each other with your body?
Dream faster!
Song Hongguo felt unhappy, so she yelled at it, "Then the price of your male god is low enough."

The system choked, and forced his respect, "Is the egg important? The important thing is the person who delivered the egg. The egg is cheap, but this feeling is precious, and you cooked it yourself, so the male god will be moved and want to die." Apparently, if you were someone else, the male god wouldn't take care of you at all, okay? The male god only spoils you..."

Song Hongguo's scalp became numb when he heard it, and he rubbed his arms, "Stop it, we have nothing to do with each other now, you just made it sound like we're dating, please, stop thinking about it The plot of the novel, let’s do something serious, isn’t it good to have a career?”

"I don't have the scent of a male god, I'm already poisoned, don't worry about me." After finishing speaking, the system started to play songs again, and the bgm selection was quite appropriate. Once in the sea, even though I was suffering in every possible way, I still think you are the best. I can’t control the ups and downs outside. I miss you in my heart. I just want to be with you. I want you to see my determination, believe in my tenderness, and understand that I will give you Love……"

Song Hongguo, "..."

"Youth is like a dream in a blink of an eye, and the years fly by without turning back, and I give everything without reservation. God knows when, place, and reason will break up. As long as you can love, you must love enough..."

Song Hongguo deeply understands that music can wash the brain, because when she walked to the hospital, she was already subconsciously humming "I want to face you every day, hug you to sleep every night, and love you thousands of times in my life".

The system laughed triumphantly.

she,"……"

Both Renhetong can't be saved, so let's just destroy them together.

I don't know if it's because of the Ching Ming Festival. There are not many people who come to see the doctor in the morning, and there are only five or six in the morning. The relevant treatment measures were written down, and there were not many cases in hand. In order to increase persuasiveness, she listed the ones she had come into contact with during the internship in the provincial hospital. Of course, they were all contacted by the original owner, who was not caring enough at the time. But at any rate, she has learned from it, so it's fine if she has this reason. Anyway, she has mastered it very proficiently in her previous life, so naturally there is nothing to feel guilty about writing.

Those experiences are all verified, publishing them will only help more people.

When it was time to get off work, she was almost done writing. She locked it in a drawer for the time being, and planned to copy it on letter paper and send it out after showing it to several other people in the afternoon.

After dawdling in changing clothes, and walking to the gate with a basket, Han Ying was already waiting for her. After picking her up in the car, she asked curiously, "Why did you come out so late today?"

Can she say that she regrets agreeing to Huo Minglou and doesn't want to go at all?
"Is there a patient?"

Song Hongguo followed her words, said "Mm", and finally got over it, and hurriedly found another topic, "I brought dumplings and steamed corn buns with elm money, wait a minute, we don't need to buy staple food, just order dishes. "

"Okay, what kind of stuffed dumplings?"

"Cabbage stuffed with meat."

"Hey, I like this one."

"There is also toon sauce, are you used to that taste?"

"Okay, steamed buns are sandwiched between noodles with toon sauce, but it's too much for rice, did you put chili?"

"Um……"

The two chatted, and soon arrived at the entrance of the third canteen. Song Hongguo jumped off the bicycle, feeling that the road was really short, and she hadn't prepared herself mentally yet.

The system teased her, "Are you being cowardly?"

"……To shut up."

The system gloated and said, "I put the toffee in the basket for you. Don't forget to give it to my male god. It's still in a tin box. Hey, why doesn't the milk factory make the box into a heart shape? That's enough to confess my love." Woolen cloth."

"..."

Today is the holiday, and the dishes in the cafeteria are quite rich. There are two kinds of fried goods, radish balls and meat, and there are two kinds of vegetarian dishes, fried bean sprouts and cabbage vermicelli. There are many people queuing up, but not many people sitting in the cafeteria. After ordering food, take it home and supplement the rest of the family.

Seeing that the waiting time was a bit long, Han Ying asked her for two lunch boxes containing dumplings, corn bread and eggs, took them to the back kitchen, and asked someone she knew to help reheat them. When it was their turn, it was almost It's hot.

Seven or eight minutes later, Song Hongguo walked to the window. Seeing that the stewed cabbage vermicelli was quite appetizing, she ordered a portion and ordered some radish balls, which cost 8 cents.

Han Ying played the other two kinds, so that the two of them could switch and eat them all.

After taking the hot lunch box, Song Hongbing and Huo Minglou came as soon as he found a seat. At this moment, there were fewer people eating, so within a few minutes, the two went straight to their table with a clear goal .

The four of them sat together yesterday, and today they are still sitting together, the attention it brings... one can imagine.

Song Hongguo regretted deeply once again.

Han Ying frowned, "What's the matter with them?"

Song Hongguo was debating whether to talk about selling sugar, but before she could open her mouth, Huo Minglou sat down beside her, her movements were extremely graceful and natural, without any hesitation.

As a result, the aura that belonged to him rushed towards her face, her mind was in a mess, and she swallowed everything she said.

Han Ying was a little afraid of Huo Minglou's uprightness, so she didn't dare to rush at him, turned her head to stare at Song Hongbing, and asked in a low voice, "The canteen is so big, why do you choose to sit here?"

Song Hongbing was actually quite helpless, and raised his chin towards Huo Minglou, "Ask him."

Han Ying was stunned for a moment, thought it was Song Hongbing's idea again, but could it be Huo Minglou's arrangement?Why?Looking at the two people opposite, one handsome, one beautiful, a thought flashed by.