The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 473 Food Delivery
A young girl in the Mood for Love was holding a bowl of hot porridge by the stove.

When talking about life and death, his tone is surprisingly calm.

The wind came in through the gap in the window, blowing strands of black hair on the back of her head gently floating.

Qilan looked at the girl's pale lips, feeling sad.

Now that the second brother can't be found, Xiao Jin was seriously injured again.If you lose a lot of blood, you need to make up for it.

"Miss Jin, there's nothing delicious at home, I'll come back after I go out."

There was gratitude in her eyes, and she exhorted:

"Be careful on the road. Go early and return early."

Chen Xing was not idle either, Qilan brought over the rags, dustpan, and broom that he had just used.

"Brother Chen, the room on the south side has been vacant all the time, and it's for Miss Jin to live in. Thank you for helping me clean it up."

"Okay! No wonder you don't allow me to use it as a study, it's quite suitable for her to live in."

He happily took it, and went there to clean up without looking back.

At first, I was worried that Miss Jin would occupy the small nest where Chris and Lin Mi lived.

The large bedroom on the east side is wide and square.

bright and clean.Futon pillows, furniture are the best.It shows Qilan's intentions.

What if the foreign girl leaves and comes back?Isn't there nowhere to go?
Let them live together?
Certainly not.

After all, Miss Jin is a "dangerous element".

A beautiful big girl, everyone loves her when she walks on the street.

But he is good at using guns and clubs, killing people with a single shot, without blinking an eye.

This contrast is scary when you think about it
Qilan pushed open the courtyard door and walked out quickly.

He was the only one of the four who still had the strength to run.Except for falling on his back on the tile and scratching a little skin, there is no serious problem.

After turning two alleys, there is a big vegetable market.

Old ladies and aunts are regular customers.

In broad daylight, a white-faced boy came to the vegetable stall with a big basket on his shoulders, and there were always some curious people who wanted to come forward and strike up a conversation with Qilan.

In the last month, I saw someone catch a pickpocket.

He didn't dare to relax, and he didn't pay attention, he lowered his head and covered his wallet tightly, avoiding some malicious eyes.

I picked a fish, weighed the meat, eggs and tofu, and asked for a few handfuls of side dishes, and the basket was full.

After coming out of the vegetable market, I ran to the rice store again.

There was a long queue there, and one glance knew there was nothing going on.

I had no choice but to go to the steamed stuffed bun store and buy some hot steamed buns just out of the cage, and packed them in paper bags.

On the way home, Qilan couldn't help worrying about Yitang and Li Yan's life.

They are all big boys, and they must have a lot of appetite.

Now that rice and noodles are expensive and not easy to buy, can these two people have enough to eat?

Li Yan's situation is relatively better. He cooks in the kitchen of the inn, and he is not picky about his food. Under normal circumstances, he can't go hungry.

As for Yitang, it has only been a month since the young master of a rich family has been living among the people since he was a child.

Not far ahead is the printing factory.

Qilan pondered for a while, and decided to drop by to have a look.

"If they're all there, I'll give them away. I'll buy some on the way back."

Dilapidated walls, mottled gates.If it weren't for the rumbling sound of the machine coming from inside, which made his ears hurt, he would have suspected that it was an abandoned private house.

As soon as we got to the door, a big yellow dog sprang out from the wooden shed under the tree and yelled at the boy:

"Wang Wang! Wang Wang!"

The barking of the yellow dog woke up the old man who was dozing on a bamboo chair. He patted the fallen leaves on his body, stood up and looked at the young man:

"Who are you looking for? The printing factory doesn't accept outsiders!"

"I came to see two friends. They are workers who just came here. They are under 20 years old, both have fair skin, one is tall, the other is a little shorter, with a southern accent"

Before Qilan finished making gestures, the old man stared at the bun in his arms.

"Are you a fennel bun?"

"Yes. Try it."

He handed over two meat buns with interest, and the other party really "accommodated".

"Find it yourself. Don't interfere with other people's work. You have to come out in an hour!"

The boy took the opportunity to sneak in.

The factory building is not small, a total of five.

After looking at each one in a hurry, I finally found a familiar tall figure in the last room.

Lin Yitang is concentrating on typesetting.He had his sleeves rolled up high, blue overalls, and a black apron.

Qilan couldn't call his real name, and didn't know what name he used in the factory, so he bent over and tiptoed behind him, and said in a low voice:

"Master Lin, let me deliver some things. Is Li Yan not here today?"

Yitang was startled when he heard the voice, and turned his head in disbelief.

"What are you doing here? Now the wind outside is tight, what if you get caught?"

He glanced at the things in Qilan's hand, understood the other party's kindness, and couldn't help but drag the boy aside.

"You don't need to send food, keep it for yourself."

"My family has it. You have worked hard, and you will have strength after eating."

"We work here. It's a little dirty and a little tired. The wages can still support us. Ah Yan cooks at the inn two days a week. He always brings some delicious food. Don't worry."

Qilan couldn't deliver the things he brought, so he tried to ask again: "What about Brother Jianhua and Miss Caiwei? Give them."

Yitang spread his hands helplessly: "I haven't had time to visit them all the time. You can save it for yourself, so stop talking."

After he finished speaking, he issued an order to evict the guests and sent Qilan all the way to the door, so he had to go back the same way.

It was almost dusk when I got home.

Chen Xing tidied up the room and was so tired that his bones would fall apart.

Seeing his weak appearance, Xiao Jin insisted that he not make the bed.

I searched around in the room, and found a soft new quilt from the wardrobe in the east room, and carried it into the room.

"this quilt"

He recognized that it was sent by sister Yuexian.Qilan was reluctant to build it and sent it to Lin Mi.

Now that Xiao Jin took it casually, his heart was churning, and he wanted to stop it.

Seeing her innocent face, he swallowed the words when they reached his lips.

"You take it, it's good"

She felt that there was something in his words, but she was so tired that she just wanted to lie down and sleep, so she didn't ask.

"Sleeping. You go out. Xiaolan will call me when she comes back."

The door is closed.Chen Xing stood outside the door in a daze.The incision on his shoulder began to hurt again and again.

"Doctor Zhang is asleep. Miss Jin is also asleep. I will lie down when Xiaolan comes back."

This wait took up the whole afternoon.

He walked around in the yard, and when he was tired, he would fight with the big rooster and the little white dog under the tree to prevent himself from falling asleep.

Backache from anticipation, yawning continuously, the young man appeared at the door with his hands full.

"Xiaolan, didn't you promise us to go early and return early? This time is enough for me to go back to the countryside by car. I can carry enough food for five days when I go home."

"Brother Chen, you don't need to blow the cold wind outside, just rest indoors. I'll make dinner."

On the way back, Qilan encountered a small queue at the rice store, so he was lucky enough to buy the last two small bags.Although not much, half a month is enough.

"Rice! You actually bought rice!"

Chen Xing patted the rice bag, and jumped up happily, "Finally, I can have a meal of white rice with fish and meat. Tonight, I have to eat at least three bowls, to be worthy of the blood I bleed."

(End of this chapter)