90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn

Chapter 285 Traveling far away

After Bai Lu picked up the sand for Xiao Wei, disinfected and applied medicine, she found that the little guy also had a scratch on his hand.

What a poor baby. I had a heat stroke yesterday. I haven't fully recovered today and suffered another flesh injury.

 The little flowers of the motherland have all opened their petals.

 After applying medicine, treating wounds, packing up things, Xiao Cheng has already prepared a meal.

The table is full of delicacies, steaming hot, all home-cooked dishes, but the taste is comparable to delicacies from the mountains and seas. The color, aroma and taste are all good, making people want to eat two big bowls of rice.

　　Bai Lu thinks that two big bowls of rice is normal. After all, she didn't eat at noon. She has been hungry for so long, so she should eat three bowls of rice, although she is a little embarrassed.

In front of Xiao Cheng, eating three bowls of rice is a little bit embarrassing.

 Fortunately, Xiao Cheng did not serve her rice as thoughtfully as usual, but instead packed a bowl of pork rib soup.

He also said: "You didn't eat at noon. It's hard to digest after eating too much. Let's have some midnight snack in the evening."

Bai Lu choked on a mouthful of soup...coughed and swallowed it directly.

 The third bowl of rice was moved to the evening directly by thoughtfulness.

　　Just, pretty good, pretty good.

“Sister-in-law, didn’t you have lunch at noon?” Xiao Wei gave Bai Lu a piece of meat with a worried look on his face.

“Eat bread and milk.” Bai Lu picked up the meat in the soup bowl and ate it, smiling.

 “Not hungry.”

"That's good." Xiao Wei raised his head and looked at Xiao Cheng, who was refilling Bai Lu's soup, and felt relieved. He was so nervous about his sister-in-law, so he wouldn't let her go hungry.

 “Then let’s have dinner after dinner.”

Bai Lu was so shocked that she coughed when the little guy forced her to make up for lunch without any hesitation.

“No, it’s too troublesome, and eating late at night is not easy to digest. Just eat noodles. I like noodles, noodles are delicious.”

 As expected, I had noodles for late night snack.

 Xiao Cheng was still cooking, while Bai Lu was lighting the fire. She had done this job many times recently.

 It's relaxing, and you can observe Xiao Cheng's cooking style. Apart from being a bit hot, everything else is good.

 She is not afraid of the heat, she has a small fan.

Poor guy, you can’t use a fan when cooking. The fan can’t be placed on the stove. It will blow the oil fumes everywhere, and the oil fumes and dirt will also stick to the fan.

　　I can only feel wronged again and again.

Bai Lu looked at the scene where Xiao Cheng beat an egg with one hand and put it into a pot, and was amazed.

It suddenly occurred to her that on the way back from the exam, she asked Xiao Cheng if the big boss had made anything difficult for him.

 Xiao Cheng said at the time that the big boss did mention the matter of staying to him, but he gave up without agreeing.

Bai Lu didn't smell the smell of blood when she hugged him, nor did she feel any wounds on his body, so she didn't think anything more about it.

On the way back, I thought that since the big boss wanted Xiao Cheng to continue working for him, he would definitely not really kill her. The purpose of catching her was to lure Xiao Cheng over.

In this case, how could the big boss let Xiao Cheng go so easily? Xiao Cheng would let him go if he didn't agree.

Bai Lu hesitated for a moment, feeling that there was no need to second-guess the person in front of her, so she was worried and asked directly: "Didn't the big boss ask you to do anything?"

 Xiao Cheng probably knew what she was worried about.

 Serious tone: "I won't do anything for him anymore, so I used a spy to get away."

If Xiao Cheng just said no, Bai Lu wouldn't believe it, but if he said he was a spy, she would already believe it 80%.

 “Whose spy?”

Xiao Cheng took the chopsticks to put the noodles into the bowl and said: "He Yongli."

 This is a bit surprising and reasonable.

The big boss wants to train Qianshou to deal with He Yongli, but he doesn’t know that they have already penetrated him. Bai Lu praised Xiao Cheng's attitude of not having anything to do with himself and being aloof over the years.

He must have discovered the spy a long time ago. Even if he didn't tell him, it wouldn't hinder him anyway.

 He only works for the big boss, but he does not work for the big boss. Loyalty and courage have nothing to do with the big boss.

 As for what the big boss thinks in his heart, that is his own business.

Bai Lu didn't doubt Xiao Cheng's reason, because the noodles had been cooked, Xiao Cheng put them into a bowl, put them on the table, and asked her to come over for a late-night snack.

 Supper for three people, one bowl per person, just the right amount. Bai Lu’s bowl was the largest and was fully filled.

she:"…"

I can only ask classmate Xiaowei to come over for a late night snack.

Xiao Wei was doing his summer homework in the main room with the TV on.

The little flower of the motherland has a very powerful and rare ability. She can do her homework while watching TV.

Xiao Wei came to the kitchen and saw Bai Lu's big bowl of noodles. He was not curious at all and thought it should be so.

 didn’t receive Bai Lu’s sharing gaze, so he sat down and ate his noodles quietly without raising his head.

The mouth is filled with delicious fragrance.

Bai Lu was also delighted. She vowed not to eat noodles again within half a month, no, within three days.

In the next two days, Xiao Cheng personally sent Bai Lu to the examination room and took her home.

Bai Lu’s safe trip, no problems occurred again, and the college entrance examination ended successfully.

 Some things should be put on the agenda.

　　Things that weigh on Bai Lu's heart, things that she thinks about day and night, and things that she often dreams about at night.

Bai Lu told Xiao Cheng that she was going on a long trip in the evening. Xiao Cheng was a little startled and just told her to come back early.

 The next morning, he sent her to Nanshi Railway Station.

 The journey from the town to Nanshi, the provincial capital, was long and the transportation was inconvenient. It took several transfers to get there.

There were a lot of people at the train station. Some were waiting for the bus with their luggage on their backs, and some were carrying large and small bags. They were getting off the bus with buckets and bulging snakeskin bags. They were struggling to weave through the bustling crowds to get to the bus station where they could go home.

 Xiao Cheng accompanied Bai Lu to buy a ticket, waited with her for the bus, and bought her something to eat on the way.

 Watch her get on the train and go find her family.

The green leather train left the platform, and the last scene in Bai Lu's eyes was Xiao Cheng's figure standing still.

She had a complicated mood. She didn't say anything along the way from Xinzhen to Nanshi, and neither did he.

There are some things that everyone may be tacitly aware of.

 It takes 30 hours by train from Nanshi to Beijing. There is no mobile phone, no newspapers or magazines, and nothing to kill time. The waiting time is very long.

The ticket Xiao Cheng bought for Bai Lu was a sleeper berth, next to the window. Bai Lu looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, with a lot of thoughts in her heart, including expectations, longing, and hesitation.

 Bai Lu was born in the spring of 1999, a beautiful day when all things revived, spring flowers bloomed, and the world was beautiful.

 Twenty-three years of warm, happy, and family-friendly times ended in the Bermuda Golden Triangle.

　　Now Bai Lu is in the 1990s. According to the trajectory of time and space in the world, her parents are not much older than her.

 My twenty-seven-year-old father is not yet the chief justice of the Supreme People's Court, but only a senior judge.

 The 25-year-old mother is not yet an executive of the tax bureau, but an ordinary employee of the tax bureau.

The family home is not the single-family building in my memory, but one of the old photos scattered on the floor when I was naughty when I was a child. I learned drunken boxing and knocked down the tin box in my parents’ room with one punch. It was the first one after my parents got married. Home.

  The location of the first residential community.

 (End of this chapter)