Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

Song Rin walked out of Lu's house and didn't ask the driver to take him off, "Uncle Xu, you just wait here for my mother, just send her back."

He can just take a taxi by himself.

Song Rin got into a taxi, took out her mobile phone, and suddenly her eyes fell on Wen Xi's contact information. After thinking about it, she still called her.

"Are you free? Miss Wen?"

……

Wen Xi came out of the hospital at this moment, and was about to find a place to eat. In the afternoon, she was going to the cemetery and then went to the bookstore to buy some books. When she received a call from Song Rin, she said, "I'm getting ready for dinner, brother Song Rin, do you want to come together? "

Half an hour later, Song Rin got out of the car. He looked at the pedestrian street in front of him, selling all kinds of snacks. There were many people, and it was a bit crowded. Only walking or electric cars were allowed here. Cars are here. Can't walk at all.

"I'm here! Brother Song Lin."

Song Rin turned around and looked at the crowd a few meters away. Wen Xi was waving to him at a small roasted cold noodle stall. Song Rin walked over. It was strange to say that he had never been to such a noisy and lively place before. He has never eaten this kind of snack, but standing here at the moment, he doesn't feel any strangeness.

He thought that he might have a little prince's disease and was not used to it.

But the facts tell him, no.

"Do you want to eat? I want one. If you want to eat, add another." Wen Xi asked him.

Song Rin frowned slightly, he didn't know if he would eat or not...

"I..." In his memory, he had never eaten this.

Wen Xi had already made a decision for him, "The boss wants another one."

"Okay." The boss turned it over diligently, "Do you want onions and coriander?"

Before Song Rin could speak, Wen Xi said, "No coriander, and less onion."

Song Rin looked at her in surprise, she knew her own taste very well.

Wen Xi raised her head, "I'm guessing right."

"Yes, that's right." Song Rin really doesn't like coriander. Onions are okay, but put less. What he hates most is ginger. The servants at home cook, as long as he puts a little ginger, he can taste it. But even though he hates eating it, it's not unacceptable. What he can't accept is sliced ​​ginger. If the ginger is crushed into mud and squeezed into juice for seasoning, he can still bear it.

There was a lot of queues at the roasted cold noodle stand, and it took about 10 minutes for it to be ready. Wen Xi took two servings of roasted cold noodles and handed one to Song Rin. She bowed her head and took a bite and smiled contentedly. Song Rin looked at her The smile on the corners of his lips made him feel better, "Is it so delicious?"

"Try it." Wen Xi looked at him, "It's really delicious."

This pedestrian street is adjacent to several junior high schools and high schools, so there are usually many people, most of them are students, and there are also people who work and work around.

She used to go to school with Wen Mingchen. Wen Mingchen went to high school and she went to junior high school. Senior high school had evening self-study, but junior high school didn't. Every time she finished school, Wen Mingchen would wait for her here and buy her a copy.

The food in front of Song Rin frowned slightly, bowed his head and took a bite.

It was indeed delicious, and such a cheap thing tasted good.

Wen Xi said, "My brother and I used to go to schools around here, and we often came here after school."

Song Rin, "Your brother also likes to eat this?"

"It's okay, but my parents seldom give us money. Usually he buys one, and the two of us eat, but in the end it's me who eats more, and he takes a bite once in a while."

"Your brother loves you very much."