After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

It was already 11:30 p.m. when the Haicheng police station released them.

When Yan Qing and Yan Shu walked out of the police station, they immediately saw Yan Xiuwen waiting at the door and Xiao Zhang behind.

Xiao Zhang yawned, his eyes were full of tiredness, "You two can figure it out, the boss and I came here in the morning, and we have been hungry until now."

On this day, apart from having a fried rice noodle in the morning, and a bowl of instant noodles at night, it made him hungry, that is, nothing happened in Yuncheng these days, otherwise how could he stay in Haicheng for so long today.

Hearing what Xiao Zhang said, Yan Shu was a little embarrassed, "Officer Xiao Zhang, then my sister and I will treat you to supper, after all, I have caused you trouble today."

After hearing this, Xiao Zhang quickly said, "Don't bother, don't bother, the boss is here, today's affairs are all handled by the boss, and that team Fan from Haicheng is still the old classmate of the boss."

Yan Shu smiled, "It's okay, my uncle is on his own, why don't you have a supper first?"

Xiao Zhang's eyes lit up immediately, and he said bluntly, "How about grilled crayfish?"

Anyway, it's already this point today, and I must be staying in Haicheng. It's better to have a supper and find a hotel to stay.

Yan usually went to bed early at this time, but he stayed at the police station all day today, so he was also hungry now.

Hearing this, she looked at Yan Xiuwen who was beside her, and the other party looked at Yan Shu when Xiao Zhang said to grill crayfish.

But Yan Shu didn't pay attention to Yan Xiuwen who was looking at her at all, and chose to ignore it. Since Yan Tingzhou returned to China, she hasn't eaten for a long time.

This summer vacation, I haven't had a good day. In the past, when I saw my mother ordering supper at night, she could still have a few bites.

Yan Shu smiled, "Okay, let's go eat barbecue and crayfish."

All of a sudden, three eyes fell on Yan Xiuwen.

Yan Shu said empathetically, "Little uncle, if you don't want to eat, we can eat it ourselves."

Xiao Zhang is very greedy and has been saving money, so he is not willing to eat any big meals.

"Boss, why don't you stay in a hotel first, and I'll take them there for supper?"

Anyway, with him around, he wouldn't encounter any danger. Zhang Yixian still had this kind of confidence and strength.

In the rearview mirror, Yan Xiuwen's gaze met Yan Qing's, and his thin crimson lips parted slightly, "Am I not going to say anything?"

Xiao Zhang took back the words silently, thinking that the boss didn't plan to eat like this.

Yan Shu stopped talking, took out his phone from his pocket, and sent Yan Qing a message.

Yan Shu: Is little uncle angry?

Yan Qing glanced at Yan Xiuwen, tapped his fingers, and sent a message back to Yan Shu: What do you say?
Yan Shu quietly glanced at Yan Xiuwen who was driving: "The little uncle doesn't talk to us, so he used to have to say something to us at least, right?"

At least there must be a few words of yin and yang, but now he doesn't say a word for a long time, and he doesn't answer when he says he's going to have a barbecue. It's obvious that he is angry.

Yan Qing: Maybe it's because I'm thirsty and don't want to talk.

Yan Shu: I think I'm just angry. I'm angry that we came to Haicheng without saying a word, and caused so many troubles.

Yan Qing: Maybe.

Seeing what Yan Qing said, Yan Shu was even more convinced that Yan Xiuwen was angry. Looking at this serious face, it looked like someone owed him 200 million.

The car was parked at the barbecue stand, Xiao Zhang got out of the car first, and opened the door for the two people in the back courteously.

The barbecue restaurant is very big. Looking at the menu, it has everything, and there are many customers. It seems that the taste should be good.

Here, Xiao Zhang and Yan Shu were thinking about what to eat. Yan Xiuwen, who was next to him, had already read the menu, and finally ticked off the casserole porridge.

Yan Shu took the menu and moved to Yan Qing's side, "Sister, what do you want to eat?"

Yan Qing is having her period because of her body, and she feels a little uncomfortable in her instinctive stomach at the moment. She usually likes these things, but now she doesn't have much appetite for greasy things. The only casserole porridge that she wants to eat has already been ordered. She bent her lips, "It's all right, you can order."

When the dishes came to the table, there were crayfish and barbecue, all kinds. Xiao Zhang and Yan Shu ate a lot, which showed that they were really hungry.

Yan Qing only ate two bunches of mushrooms and okra, and didn't eat any more. He didn't have an appetite until the steaming porridge casserole was served.

Yan Xiuwen took the bowl, filled a bowl of porridge, put it in Yan Qing's eyes, "Drink it."

Yan Qing's thin lips were slightly pursed, what he wanted to say was hard to say because Yan Shu Xiaozhang was still around at the moment, so he just said "Thank you."

The hot porridge in front of her was just right for her who was hungry and didn't have much appetite.

But the word "thank you" is not what Yan Xiuwen wants to hear. The two people who used to be very familiar are now gradually estranged because of the addition of two words, but he doesn't want to be estranged. He wants to go back to the past, just like before , became Yan Qing's only reliance.

Seeing Yan Qing sipping hot porridge, the days seemed to return to those days in an instant. At that time, she was uncomfortable during the special period. When she felt pain the first day, she would roll over on the bed, sweat all over her body, have a bad appetite, and sometimes will vomit.

I will cook a pot of porridge for her, steaming hot, and feed her small bites, and she will feel much more comfortable.

At that time, she was drinking porridge and said that she would drink the porridge she made herself in the future.

Thinking about it, Yan Xiuwen's thin lips curled slightly, it's okay, he will get the past back bit by bit, and won't let her go away.

Sensing that Yan Xiuwen's gaze stayed on him for a long time, Yan Qing raised his eyes to look, but at this moment Yan Xiuwen had already lowered his eyes.

That night, a group of four stayed in a hotel in Haicheng.

Yan Qing was taking a shower when there was a knock on the door. Yan Xiuwen outside the door was carrying a plastic bag and stood there for a long time, seeing no one opened the door, he didn't leave, just stood there and waited.

After about 5 minutes, he knocked on the door again. At this moment, Yan Qing had finished taking a shower, with a towel on his shoulder, and his hair was drooping wet.

Seeing someone standing outside through the cat's eyes, Yan Qing opened the door, "What's the matter?"

Yan Xiuwen handed over the plastic bag in his hand, his eyes fell on Yan Qing's long hair that was still dripping, and he frowned, "You don't want to blow your hair?"

Yan Qing said perfunctorily: "I'll blow it later."

She took the bag and opened it, only to find that it was a box of warm palace stickers.

In this regard, Yan Xiuwen knew her well, and thought it was troublesome. She never dried her hair after washing. In the past, she had the problem of not drying her hair after washing. Later, in Yan's house, she encountered her several times, and her hair was not dry after washing. What's more, she is still on her period at the moment, which is the most difficult time to catch a cold.

Yan Xiuwen pursed his thin lips slightly, "You can't catch a cold right now."

Hearing this, Yan Qing replied subconsciously: "No matter how cold it is, can my body temperature be as cold?"

Yan Xiuwen grabbed Yan Qing's arm, and Yan Qing subconsciously wanted to break away from his hand, but Yan Xiuwen's deep voice rang in her ears, "Be obedient."

The words and tone were so familiar that she forgot to resist, and was dragged into the bathroom by Yan Xiuwen. Through the mirror, she saw that the man was standing behind her, drying herself with the second level of hot air hair.

The slightly hot wind fell on the skin, which was crisp and numb, which was very comfortable.

When my aunt is in pain, no heroine is innocent.