hello fireman

Chapter 124 I wish you happiness
Yue family.

There were still more than half of the sumptuous dishes on the table, so Du Baozhang filled a small bowl of sweet rice and handed it to Kong Yizhen.

"Yi Zhen, try the Eight Treasure Soup made by Auntie, does it compare with the taste of Liansu?" The Eight Treasure Soup in Liansu Restaurant focuses on health and beauty. Du Baozhang felt good after drinking it once, and came back to check the prescription. Learn to do it yourself.

Kong Yizhen thanked Du Baozhang, lowered her head and took a sip, then smiled, nodded, and took another sip, "It's delicious, Aunt Du, I think it tastes better than Liansu. Sour taste."

Du Baozhang smiled and said, "It's fine if you like it, then Auntie can often show off her cooking skills in the future."

Kong Yizhen followed suit with a few laughs, and she glanced at Yue Tingchuan, who was buried in his meal, her eyes moved slightly, "Auntie, I met Uncle Wang, who is in charge of life and construction in the team today, and he said that next weekend, the detachment will have a fight with the local government." A big blind date."

Du Baozhang stopped his chopsticks, "Blind date?"

"Well, to solve personal problems for the senior officers and soldiers in the team." Kong Yizhen took a look at Yue Tingchuan.

Yue Tingchuan was almost done eating, he didn't like sweet and greasy eight-treasure soup, so he got up to pour water.

As soon as he turned around, he heard Kong Yizhen say to Du Baozhang: "Auntie, I made my own decision and signed up both me and Ting Chuan."

Yue Tingchuan suddenly stopped, turned his head, frowned, looked at Kong Yizhen, "What name do you give me! I don't need it."

Du Baozhang also looked a little dazed, she couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Kong Yizhen was selling in this gourd.

"You and Aichuan..."

"Auntie." Kong Yizhen grabbed the words and explained: "I think we are not too young. It would be good to get in touch with such occasions and meet more friends of the same age. Not necessarily, there must be some results, you Say, isn’t it, Ting Chuan?”

Yue Tingchuan still frowned, he took a glass of water, drank most of it, and put it on the table, "I won't go. If you want to go, go by yourself."

Kong Yizhen didn't speak, Du Baozhang glared at his son, "Speak well."

Yue Tingchuan silently went to get the car keys on the coffee table, "I'm back in the team, Weiye just called to say that he has something to do at home at night, so he needs to hurry back."

Kong Yizhen stood up and exhorted in a gentle tone: "Then take your time on the road and don't drive too fast."

Yue Tingchuan nodded, turned and walked towards the hall.

When Du Baozhang heard the door ring, he immediately grabbed Kong Yizhen and sat down, "Yizhen, what's going on? Are you really going to a blind date?"

Then what about her son, if Yizhen finds a suitable one at the blind date, then she will become a hot-headed pick with a shaved head.

Kong Yizhen held Du Baozhang's hand instead, smiled, and said, "Auntie, don't worry, listen to me first..."

She explained to Du Baozhang the reason why she took Yue Tingchuan to the blind date together, "Auntie, I can't help it. You know, Tingchuan treats me...always lukewarm. Get him excited and push him to a dead end, and he will compromise."

Du Baozhang nodded secretly, the girl from the Kong family knew her son well.

"But you go to a blind date with him, how can you force him to submit?" Du Baozhang asked.

Kong Yizhen raised his eyebrows and smiled confidently, "Don't worry, I've already thought of a solution."

Du Baozhang chuckled, and pointed at Kong Yizhen, "You girl, you didn't talk to me beforehand, you scared me to death at that moment."

"Auntie, I'm afraid that Ting Chuan will see it." Kong Yizhen smiled coquettishly, and took Du Baozhang's arm.

"But he said he wouldn't go..."

"Don't worry, he will definitely go." Kong Yi really assured.

*
After helping Cao Na settle down, the two casually ate a bowl of rice noodles at a nearby snack shop, and Mi Guo took the bus home.

Papa Mi and Mama Mi went to eat an expensive meal at night, and there was no one at home.

Miguo was actually not full, but she fell down on the sofa and didn't want to move because she was exhausted physically and mentally.

He took out his phone and opened WeChat habitually.

Seeing the familiar head portrait she put on the top, she panicked and slipped her fingers, then she covered her mouth and jumped up.

"It hurts—it hurts—"

The mobile phone that is usually held in the hand as light as a piece of cotton, how could it hit her lips? It would be like a stone falling from the sky, weighing more than a thousand junctures. It made her jump up and down, and her facial features were distorted out of the shape of normal humans. He staggered into the bathroom to look in the mirror.

"Huhu" She took a small breath, opened her red, swollen and painful upper lip, and there was a wound the size of a small fingernail inside, bleeding out.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." The phone was so powerful that it hit her teeth through the flesh, and the teeth broke her lips again.

She took a glass of warm water, lifted her broken lip skin, and rinsed her mouth slightly. The water she spit out was dark red. She quickened her movements, rinsed, and returned to the living room.

The culprit was lying alone on the floor between the sofa and the coffee table. She bent down, picked up the phone, and carefully placed it on the coffee table.Even on the sofa, she changed from lying down to sitting, and she didn't dare to be careless anymore.

Turn on the TV, it is the program of City A TV station that Papa Mi pays most attention to.

City A news station, city report.

Because the host is down-to-earth and close to the people, the program covers a comprehensive range of content, such as long streets, emergencies, people's livelihood and transportation, etc., which is loved by the public and favored by the Mi family.

"A 3-year-old baby in XX City fell into the boiling soup and nearly half of his body was severely scalded. It is understood that this poor child is named Yang Yang. When the incident happened, Yang Yang was playing with several children near his home. It happened that the neighbor's house was holding a banquet. Unexpectedly Fell into a boiling cauldron next to the banquet, filled with boiling hot chicken soup."

Miguo stared intently at the little boy on the TV screen who was quiet and still smiling at his mother, his eyes gradually turned red.

"The guy was experimenting with human greed on the street, which attracted crowds of onlookers. Yesterday afternoon, the guy was wearing a piece of clothing covered with 1 yuan notes. He asked everyone, do you need money? You can take it at will. When the reporter interviewed, The young man claimed that his behavior was inspired by foreign news. He conducted a human experiment on the streets to see how people react to money that they don’t work for.”

Mi Guo glanced at the screen and thought, this young man is too funny, how could he succeed in doing an experiment for a dollar.

She picked up the fresh grapes from the fruit plate, and as soon as she put them into her mouth, she bared her teeth and spit them out.

"Hiss!! It hurts..." She forgot that her mouth was still open.

"This afternoon, a traffic accident occurred in Sanyuanli, City A. A muck truck carrying garbage at the construction site overturned and pinned down a private car. According to nearby people, the driver of the private car was seriously injured. The police and firefighters have arrived At the scene, emergency rescue is underway. Now, let's interview the fire rescue personnel to learn about the situation of the trapped driver."

The screen cuts, and a young female reporter who often participates in news reports points the microphone at the orange-yellow back.

"Hi, I'm a reporter from City Channel A, how is the rescue going? Is the driver's life in danger?"

Miguo pursed her lips, and while carefully putting the grapes into her mouth, she unconsciously glanced at the TV. .

Then Migo was tragic.

The purple grape with many seeds was swallowed whole by her before she chewed it. It may have happened suddenly. She was unprepared. When the grape slid into the esophagus, a lot of air was mixed in, so. .

"Hi'er—" She stretched her neck and hiccupped in pain.

This time, not only was the rotten lip that was hit painful, but the part of her throat connected to the esophagus of the stomach was also painfully pressed by the bulging air. .

Just like that, without anyone hurting her, she made herself in pain.

Unspeakably wronged, Ke Miguo tried hard not to let the tears fall, but stared at the familiar handsome man with thick eyelashes on the TV screen with wide eyes.

She insisted on waiting until the picture of him passed, staring at the TV without blinking, maybe because she was too focused, she saw the female reporter who was interviewing her turn the microphone, her eyes lingered on him in amazement. After a few seconds, he turned his gaze back to the camera in front of him, "Friends in the audience, the scene of the car accident..."

Miguo suddenly grabbed the TV remote control and pressed the power switch.

She picked up the phone on the table, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Yue Tingchuan.

I wish you happiness, thank you for everything you have done for me these days.rice crackers.

After signing, her fingertips stopped on the send button, hesitated for a few seconds, and pressed send.

She unpinned her as a friend, and then deleted Chuan Ting and Yue Zhi in WeChat and Yue Ting Chuan in her phone's address book. .

*
When Yue Tingchuan received Miguo's WeChat, he was driving past Ping'an Community.

He deliberately walked away to try his luck and see if he could meet Miguo.

I haven't seen her these days, and I haven't had much contact with her on WeChat, so he thinks of her from time to time, of her warm smile, and her Yue Tingchuan, the way her dimples flickered when Yue Tingchuan called him.

In the afternoon, when he went to the police, he saw a girl who looked very similar to her on the side of the road. He almost ran over, but later found out that it was not. He was glad that he did not embarrass himself in front of a group of soldiers, but also felt inexplicably disappointed.

Thinking of her and the memories related to her, the speed of the car naturally slowed down.

He looked out the car window, tens of meters away, the red fluorescent characters of Ping'an District, shining in the night.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

It is WeChat.

His black eyes narrowed slightly, then, he turned the steering wheel slightly and parked the car on the side of the road.

Taking out the black mobile phone in his pocket, he flicked his fingers and drew a beautiful straight line to the right amidst the sound of steamed duck advertisements outside the car window.

Then, his shoulders sank.

The head also seems to be lower.

After a while, he clicked on Migo's name in the address book and pressed the call button.

The CRBT is her cartoon-style English song, and the singing lasted for a long time without any sign of being connected.

He frowned slightly, hung up, and then dialed again. .

This time, what responded to him was a mechanical notification that the phone you dialed had been turned off.

Yue Tingchuan raised his dim black eyes, and turned his gaze to the brightly lit residential buildings in the distance.

After a while, he started the car, merged into the traffic on the side, and gradually walked away. .

(End of this chapter)