I am studying and eating melons in Chronicle

Ge Yun's eyes clearly remembered her, but the last scene when they met was not very pleasant, so it was still awkward to meet again now.

She didn't want to accept kindness from anyone, no matter who it was.

It just made her feel like she had no dignity, being given a handout because of her pitiable situation.

Yunling sensed her rejection, so she put the things back into her pocket, looked at her watch, and asked with a smile, "When will you work until noon?"

Ge Yun replied indifferently: "It will take half an hour."

"Is it just you at noon?"

"Well, if you want to find Shaochun, you have to wait until night. He gets off work late these days."

Yunling smiled brightly: "I didn't say I came to see Professor Ni. I just came to see you, right?"

Ge Yun glanced at her, her eyes seeming to say: "Do you think I believe it?"

"Professor Ni is not here at noon, so he will not be happy! Teacher Ge, just wait, I will buy food right now!" Before Ge Yun could stop her, Yunling ran away like a rabbit.

But she couldn't leave the neighborhood yet, so she had no choice but to lower her arms.

Holding the broom, she recalled the girl's charming and gentle smile, which was as warm as the sun, and she felt sad. Who was not as graceful and graceful as a beautiful flower when they were young?
Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, and all prosperity is but a handful of fine sand.

Heaven is above heaven, man is above man, waiting to bear fruit, his face is already full of wrinkles.

Ge Yun numbly swept the floor and sighed with regret: This is how it will be for her in this life...

Yunling went to a nearby state-owned restaurant and ordered stir-fried three kinds of meat and fried pork with green onions. It was also rare to find fresh meat dumplings made with Fuqiang noodles. It was rare to encounter them, so she ordered a plate.

The food in state-owned restaurants is always generous, and the food is precious. If you can finish it without wasting it, she will no longer be greedy.

All I could do was browse the names of the dishes on the wooden sign - Shao Shao, Tofu Pudding, Chicken Mushroom...the latter were all meat dishes, and as expected, only the provincial capital could afford the consumption of such ingredients.

In fact, she really wanted to eat the fire-roasted food. After all, it was freshly baked. The outer skin was crispy and crispy. The meat juice burst out after one bite. The meat filling was firm and mixed with the aroma of green onions.

Yunling stared regretfully at the fire that had just come out of the pot. Most of it was gone in half a minute.

The baked cake had the best taste at this time, but she had already ordered the dumplings, and just looking at the waiter's nonchalant look, she definitely wouldn't give in.

I can only wait until next time to see if I can get lucky...

Eh?Yunling suddenly remembered that she had space!
She patted her smooth forehead twice, mocking herself for being stubborn, and quickly pushed her way to the edge of the crowd, shouting: "Comrade, give me five, no, six more fires!"

The waiter moved as fast as a flying shadow, and the full iron plate was sold out immediately.

She had just finished trading when a gay man wearing a straight navy blue woolen tunic came in with great strides. The first thing he said was: "Comrade, are there any dumplings from Fuqiang fans here today?"

He spoke with a Beijing flavor, and Yun Ling was very familiar with this accent.

Naturally, the waiter didn't know why fine flour was suddenly distributed today, but the last portion had already been bought by Yunling, who said rather coldly: "No, you came so late so you can smell it. Remember this Come here early this time, otherwise everything you eat will not be hot enough."

The gay man was dejected and asked persistently: "Is it really gone? I can make a few with the little flour left!"

The waiter waved his hand and said impatiently: "They said they were sold out. Now, the last plate is out of the pot, and it's in someone else's hands!"

She pointed at Yunling's iron lunch box and successfully transferred the conflict away, and Shi Shiran left to relax.The man in Mao suit seemed to feel that snatching food from others was not very authentic, but he still stepped forward hesitantly and asked: "Comrade, can I buy this dumpling from you? The food stamps and money will be given at the original price, and I will not lose anything to you!"

Yunling had already put on her gloves and was about to leave with her lunch box in hand, but she was forced to stay by him.

"why?"

She was naturally curious. Although rich and powerful fans were hard to come by, they were not indispensable, right?There should be other flours in the store, and it’s not impossible to beg someone to cook an extra portion.

The man in Mao suit frowned, his eyes full of concern: "This old...old comrade at home has a bad stomach. He has to go to the hospital to eat something hard. He usually doesn't want to eat much. He finally got greedy for dumplings. I can give him anything I say." Buy it back."

Although the other party mentioned it casually, he didn't stick to refined grains. After all, what didn't he eat when he was on the grass?

But as a subordinate, he must take good care of his seniors, and he must be as careful as possible in all aspects to worry about the weak stomach problems.

Yunling saw that his expression didn't seem to be hypocritical. She also had elders, her grandparents had passed away, and her grandparents were strong and strong. However, she also often cared about their health while they were thousands of miles away, so she could feel the same way.

To be honest, she doesn't lack this dumpling, it's just a lunch, anything can be eaten, but it seems that she just needs it.

She stretched out her right hand and spread it in front of him.

The man in the Chinese tunic suit was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly counted the food stamps and money from his pocket. They were all brand new and clean.Yunling looked at him deeply, and combined with the man's decent clothes, she could guess that at least his living conditions were good.

"I want your lunch box." She sighed and said helplessly.

It was true that he had to give him money, but Yunling just asked him to get his lunch box first so that he could pour the dumplings to him easily.

"Oh oh oh, thank you!" He ran into the car in a Mao suit carrying a hot lunch box.

Yunling glanced at the red flag, the special car for the big leaders.

On the way back, she was curious: "System, have you also added me a lucky value similar to that of the heroine? Su Nuan picks up money casually, and all my chance encounters are in state-owned hotels."

The system was speechless: "Host, you really think too much. You are not a character in a novel. Who will arrange the plot for you?"

"Then why do I always have this experience of buying the last meal? This is the second time!"

Although the old saying goes "again and again, not again and again," she felt that it was fishy if the same plot appeared twice.

Ling Lingling couldn't convince her that this was just a coincidence, "This is a coincidence! Don't you think this kind of picking up a leak is luckier than picking up money?"

Yunling shook her head: "That's not necessarily the case."

After all, you can spend the money you pick up, especially if you are as lucky as Su Nuan. If you save it, the value will be doubled. It is incomparable.

The more I engage in scientific research, the more I feel that money is hard-earned.

It's easier for someone like her who cheats systematically, but it's really hard for the country's unknown and hard-working scientific researchers.

Even Ji Qingyun, who had occasionally corresponded with each other before, his last letter was to say "goodbye" to her.

His news and whereabouts are unknown.Yunling didn't even know if she would ever see her friend again.

And even worse than Ji Qingyun - those seniors who have worked hard, are all great and secretive people.