Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

Zhao family.

Zhao Yungang threw the phone away and dropped it on the table with a thud, and said angrily, "This dick!"

Mrs. Zhao asked, "What's the matter?"

"He took Xiaochen to eat. I thought he was going to some good place, but I took him to some toilet, toilet."

"Ah?" Mrs. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then she heard Zhao Xinzhi snort across the dining table.

"Why is there a restaurant with this name?" Mrs. Zhao said, "Maybe the store chose such a name deliberately for the sake of publicity. It's hard to say that the name is so high-end, but it's actually very high-end. Xiaochen doesn't know how to eat at the side of the road. stall."

"I've seen the photos. It's not much better than a roadside stall if it's not a roadside stall."

Mrs. Zhao reluctantly said: "Oh, the child can eat wherever he wants. Maybe it was Xiao Chen's own request. Maybe he is tired of eating high-end restaurants. He always thinks that every time he comes out, he always thinks about it. Two, he has always done things safely. Have you seen him take others to eat at roadside stalls?"

Mrs. Zhao was just making excuses for Zhao Jindong, but the more she said it, the more she felt it made sense: "Besides, even if he brought it, it would be special if he took Xiao Chen to eat at a roadside stall, maybe it was someone else As for the interest of the young couple dating, it’s not interesting to go to high-end restaurants if there are too many ordinary ones, you forgot when we were just married, didn’t we often go to large and small restaurants?”

Zhao Yungang even thought it made sense.

Only Zhao Xinzhi didn't take it seriously: "How could it be possible for Xiaochen to be used to the food in small restaurants? The hygiene is probably not up to standard."

Song Chen has always demanded fine dining, even if it is the most popular steamed stuffed bun for breakfast, he still wants well-known restaurants to make exquisite ones, even if they are lacking in color, flavor and taste.

Inside the restaurant, Song Chen was preparing to order food familiarly: "Should we pick it up ourselves or..."

"Take it yourself," the waiter saw that the two of them didn't look like people who often go to small restaurants like theirs, so he explained a few more words: "When the time comes, you will pay according to the number of bamboo sticks."

"Is there no distinction between meat and vegetables?" Song Chen asked.

"There are a lot of bamboo sticks for meat." The waiter said with a smile, "Our sticks cost [-] cents, so the per capita consumption is about [-]."

That's not expensive.

The waiter asked: "What kind of pot base do you want, clear soup, red soup or seafood soup?"

"Is there no mandarin duck pot?"

The waiter shook his head.

Song Chen looked at Zhao Jindong, and Zhao Jindong said, "As you like."

"Then red soup," he said to Zhao Jindong, "the skewers must be spicy and fragrant to be delicious."

The waiter went to serve the pot, and the two of them went to the food area next to them to pick something to eat. Song Chen asked Zhao Jindong, "Is this your first time here?"

"No." Zhao Jindong said, "I ate it once or twice before."

Probably only once or twice in my life.

Song Chen said: "I haven't eaten for several years."

He was telling the truth. He had eaten Chuan Chuan with his classmates when he was in college. It is not in the Sichuan-Chongqing area, and there are not many Chuan Chuan restaurants.

Zhao Jindong said, "I thought you never came."

Song Chen took the food and said, "That's because you don't understand me."

Zhao Jindong saw that he was always taking meat, such as duck tongue and tripe beef slices, loin slices, liver slices, meatballs, and occasionally some fungus and bamboo shoots, all of which were covered by the meat, and the plate was full.He just picked out a few vegetarian dishes.

Song Chen saw what lotus root slices, vegetables, and enoki mushrooms were on his plate, so he asked, "Don't you eat meat? Skewers are only delicious if you eat meat."

As a result, Zhao Jindong asked with some surprise and uncertainty: "Didn't the two of you eat together?"

Song Chen said, "This is the amount for one person..." As he spoke, he hurriedly took another portion of various meat dishes, and Zhao Jindong doubted whether he could finish it.

So edible, I never saw him gain weight, he was skinny since he was a child.

Chuan Chuan, like hot pot, is a kind of food that is not suitable for treats or blind dates. It is only suitable for relatives, friends or lovers to eat together. Some people say that hot pot culture is also an erotic culture, especially for lovers. This shows that we have reached the stage of intimacy where we don't dislike each other's saliva, and we are not afraid of eating in a mess and sweating profusely.Song Chen paid more attention to his image at the beginning, he ate elegantly, ate in small bites, and did not forget to wipe his mouth with toilet paper after a few bites.

Don't tell me, the skewers in this store are delicious.Not long after he ate it, he forgot about maintaining his image, and rolled up his sleeves to feast on it.Compared with him, Zhao Jindong still eats politely and sits very upright. Song Chen asked with a smile while eating, "It's so awkward for you to eat like this."

Zhao Jindong just glanced at him. Song Chen took a skewer and tore off the meatballs on the bamboo stick, saying, "You are so decent when you eat a skewer. You are wearing a suit and sitting so upright."

Zhao Jindong said, "Is it delicious?"

Song Chen nodded: "It's delicious."

He thinks that the main reason is that the dipping sauce in this store is well prepared, which is different from the skewers he has eaten before.

Zhao Jindong said: "Then you can eat more, I'm not very hungry."

Zhao Jindong realized that he had really made a mistake.

Song Chen never cared about the eyes of outsiders since he was a child. He was happy as he was, but Zhao Jindong was different. Compared with Song Chen, he was constrained by his childhood education.

Since he was a child, he knew that he wanted to be the most respectable and outstanding son of the Zhao family, and tried to make no mistakes in his words and actions. Once you get used to it, you can't change it.

After all, Song Chen is still living freely.If you can go to the most high-end restaurants, you can eat Western food in suits and leather shoes, and you can sit in such a simple restaurant with your sleeves rolled up and eat skewers.

Song Chen was so full that he ate almost twice as much as Zhao Jindong. When Zhao Jindong went to pay the bill, he stood at the door and hiccupped.

This is Song Chen that Zhao Jindong has never seen before.

The two of them came relatively late, and they ate for a long time. When they left, there were basically no customers in the store.When he was about to leave after paying the bill, a waitress in the shop suddenly called out, "Wait a minute."

Zhao Jindong and Song Chen turned their heads, and the girl smiled a little embarrassedly, and asked with her mobile phone, "Are you from here?"

Song Chen saw that it was the first version of the short film he made.

The feeling of being recognized in reality is very strange, Song Chen smiled and said, "It's me."

"Oh." The girl was very excited, "Can I take a photo with you?"

"I'm not a star." Even though Song Chen said so, he still cooperated with the girl's camera and said yes with a smile.

When the two came out of the residential building, Zhao Jindong said, "I didn't expect you to fight back."

"Maybe after the next short film is released, more people will know me outside."

In fact, he was a little nervous, he never wanted to be a star.

I didn't think about it when I was poor before, but now that I have good looks and money, I don't even think about it.He can already live a very nourishing life.Compared with being a big star that everyone chases after, he wants to be a well-known author, hiding behind the text, and everyone in the novel circle knows him, but no one knows him wherever he goes.

"I'm a little stuffed, let's take a stroll before going back." Song Chen said, "This neighborhood is really nice."

The painted red walls reminded him of the 60s he watched in the movies. The trees in the community were also big, with leaves falling all over the ground, making it especially quiet in the afternoon.He felt that he could find a lot of inspiration for writing by walking around in it.

He took off the hat on his head. He was sweating profusely after eating in the store just now, but now his hair was a little stuffy when he came out.After he took off his hat, he ran his hands through his hair. Zhao Jindong watched from behind, thinking that he looks really good now.

Tall and thin, young and natural, without the decoration of suits and leather shoes, and no longer a meticulous comb, Song Chen suddenly lost his ostentatious and arrogant aura, appearing easy and youthful.

With both hands in his trouser pockets, Zhao Jindong said as he walked, "I thought you would be angry when I brought you here."

Song Chen looked back at him when he heard the words: "It's not easy for Zhao Ershao to invite me to dinner, so I'll do what I can to save you."

"I see that you don't seem to be reluctant to eat at all." Zhao Jindong said.

A car drove up from behind, Zhao Jindong was walking on the right side, but when he turned around and saw the car coming, he stretched out his left hand from his pocket, wrapped Song Chen's shoulders, and pushed him to his right side, on the side of the road.

Song Chen stopped suddenly, looked up at the big tree above him, took out his phone, and took a picture.

The red house and yellow tree are so beautiful.

He clicked the camera and switched to selfie mode, thinking of taking a selfie with the big tree, but he happened to see Zhao Jindong standing behind him and looking at him through the screen of his phone.

Song Chen suddenly thought that he and Zhao Jindong didn't have a photo together yet.

He waved: "Look here."

Zhao Jindong looked at his mobile phone, looking at the camera expressionlessly, while Song Chen frowned on purpose, pursed his mouth, and took a group photo.

After the filming, he said: "Change, change, smile."

As a result, Zhao Jindong ignored him at all and walked straight ahead. Song Chen turned around, turned his back to Zhao Jindong, and took another selfie.

His front face, with an exaggerated smile, matched Zhao Jindong's tall and straight back.

It was originally taken casually, but he never thought of taking a photo that he was particularly satisfied with.The boulevard was photographed, the red house, the yellow leaves, the handsome Zhao Jindong from the back, and him who is good-looking even if his expression is exaggerated.

"Let's go." Zhao Jindong said without looking back.

Song Chen smiled, put away his phone and chased after him, saying: "You invited me this time, I will invite you next time."

Zhao Jindong said, "No need."

Song Chen said, "Then pull it down."

"I'll treat you back next time." Zhao Jindong said.

He would not let Song Chen treat him.

In fact, he didn't count it as an invitation, the couple just went out to have a meal together, so no one invited the other.

Sure enough, Song Chen still had an affair with him, Zhao Jindong thought, you, me, and me are very clearly separated.

But he himself didn't know the difference.

Zhao Jindong thought, if the two of them were like what they are now, maybe they would not have come to where they are today. They have been married for two years and go out for a meal together.

It's actually a bit sad.

Maybe it's just like what Song Chen said when he was picking up the dishes, it's because he doesn't know him well enough.He didn't have high pursuit of love and marriage since he was a child. Like now, if he goes out to have a meal together on weekends, the process is comfortable and there is no quarrel, which is very good.

He was probably terrified of being tortured by Song Chen. He didn't want hot love and a happy marriage, but he wanted a life that would be smooth and undisturbed.

He, a man who has never had the love of his parents since he was a child, and who will never have the blessings of children in the future, actually has only these things that he can get and want emotionally.The joy that Song Chenfei threw into his arms was an accident that he never dreamed of.