We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Wenqin packed the hair bands and hairpins they gave them in a big box and hung it on the back seat of the bicycle.

After sending them off, Wen Qin rode her bike to the Housing Management Office. She couldn't remember when the capital began to allow housing transactions, so she could only come and take a look from time to time.

After confirming that free buying and selling was still not possible, Wen Qin returned with regret.

As she was riding her bike unsteadily, she didn't notice a pair of vicious eyes staring at her from the side of the road.

Ye Pin found it really strange. He didn't know that Wen Qin and his wife could not see each other when they were in the imperial capital.

But now, he felt that the imperial capital was too small. He just went out casually and wanted to buy something, and he saw Wen Qin again.

He borrowed a classmate's bicycle today, and without hesitation he followed Wen Qin quietly.

However, Ye Pin did not notice that at the moment he caught up with Wen Qin, two workers who looked very honest also quietly fell behind him.

Ye Pin's photo appeared on Li Xianmingxia's desk that night.

"Ye Pin." Xie Mingxia didn't feel any gnashing of teeth when he said this name. It might be because Wen Qin and Xie Guiqiu had set a trap for him, but Xie Mingxia didn't intend to let the person who bullied his sister go.

And judging from his shifty look, it seems he wants to do something bad to Wen Qin.

Xie Mingxia called a team member, gave him a few instructions, and then stood up.

Lao Zhao called Wen Qin that night and asked, "When will your parents come to the capital? I should be free this week. Please arrange a time and give me a place. Let's make it clear first. I don't eat spicy food."

Old Zhao finished stating his request and hung up the phone, leaving Wen Qin feeling confused and at a loss.

After Xie Mingxia heard that Professor Zhao agreed to meet, he gave Wen Qin a time and address the next day.

"I've never heard of this restaurant." Wen Qin was a little curious. Where would a leader of this level usually go to entertain people for dinner?

"This is a hot pot restaurant." Xie Mingxia explained to Wen Qin.

I didn't expect Wenqin must be a hot pot restaurant, and my eyes lit up immediately.

If there is anything that makes me unhappy or inconvenient after returning, it is probably the rich and colorful food in later times.

In the era of scarcity, the first thing that was manifested was the scarcity on the table. There were also various restaurants outside, and the delicacies from various places were almost non-existent.

This is also the reason why Wenqin has little interest in going out shopping.

"There is actually a hot pot restaurant." Wen Qin had really forgotten that there are actually two very famous old hot pot restaurants in the imperial capital.

The hot pot restaurants at that time were not the Shancheng Hot Pot or Yucheng Hot Pot of later generations, those were only available later.

The old hotpot in the north is a copper pot with a raised part in the middle, so you can only cook vegetables in the circle around it. And it is mainly mutton, not beef.

Seeing that Wen Qin seemed to be fascinated by hot pot, Xie Mingxia was a little amused: "I always wanted to take you out to eat, but you were always reluctant to go out. I thought you were not interested."

Wen Qin immediately jumped up in anger: "You always call me out, but you never say you want to take me out for hot pot."

What I mean is, if you had told me that you were going to eat hotpot, I would have gone out with you a long time ago.

Xie Mingxia hugged the ferocious Wen Qin and coaxed her in a low voice: "Okay, okay, I will make it clear next time."

On the day of dinner, Wen Qin got up early for once, dressed herself up nicely, and even took out a bunch of cosmetics and put on some light makeup!

Xie Mingxia looked through these cosmetics she had never seen before with a curious look on her face, and from time to time she took one out and asked Wen Qin what it was and what it was used for.

Wen Qin was a little nervous and irritated at first, and after being interrupted by Jie Mingxia, she could only patiently explain to him all the bottles and jars.

When she finally followed Jie Mingxia out, Wen Qin was no longer nervous. She was almost exhausted from dealing with all the strange questions from Jie Mingxia, who asked her questions in the same way as a curious baby.

I really don't have the energy to feel nervous or any other emotions.

This hot pot restaurant is located in an independent two-story building, a very rare old store.

The ground floor is the hall, which is filled with many round tables, each with a yellow copper stove on top.

The second floor is a private room, which needs to be reserved. When Wen Qin and her friends arrived, the room was already occupied.

The moment the door opened, Wen Qin saw a familiar-looking old man sitting in front of the table. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties and was in good spirits. The only difference was that his completely white hair made him look old.

It was only then that Wen Qin realized that Qu Jingjing looked very similar to him in terms of features and eyebrows, and he began to feel that they were actually father and daughter.

"Hello, Mr. Qiu, I'm Qu Jingjing, my former roommate in Shuimu's dormitory. I'm Wen Qin from the Computer Department."

The strange thing is that when Wen Qin saw the real person, she no longer felt nervous and introduced herself to the old man very confidently.

Xie Mingxia just stood behind her with his hands behind his back, looking at her with a very proud look.

When the old man heard Wen Qin introduce herself like this, he smiled playfully: "Oh. I know you, you are Jie Mingxia's wife."

When Wen Qin introduced herself, she said she was Qu Jingjing's classmate, but when Mr. Qiu repeated it, he emphasized that she was Jie Mingxia's wife.

Wen Qin's expression remained unchanged: "Yes, but I didn't expect that in Mr. Qiu's eyes, Jie Mingxia was closer to him than Qu Jingjing. It seems that I was just flattering him, but I didn't do it well."

Wen Qin said so bluntly that she was just flattering, which made the old man stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Xie Mingxia, Comrade Wen Qin is better at talking than you."

Xie Mingxia nodded in agreement: "Comrade Wenqin is an excellent female comrade in her own right, and she has more than just the ability to speak."

Elder Qiu frowned, looking shocked by his appearance: "I take back what I said just now. I always thought you were the type who couldn't talk. It turns out that you are still very smooth-talking in front of your wife."

Wen Qin probably didn't expect that this old man would have such a personality. She suddenly felt that he was a bit similar to Old Zhao.

I just don’t know where Lao Zhao is now, and I don’t know why this big guy in front of me called Lao Zhao.

Just as he was daydreaming, there was a knock on the door of the box.

Old Zhao's voice rang out: "Hey, Wenqin girl, is this the place?"

Then he was seen leaning half of his body out of the door, and before he could smile at Wen Qin, he was shocked by Elder Qiu who was sitting there...

He rushed in from outside, closed the door, and stopped the waiter who was about to follow him in.