Zhang Big Cat recovers from illness at home [Interstellar]

The two are no longer entangled.

Du Qinming continued to peel the shrimp, while Jing Cun went to get some seafood.

Sitting back at the table, Jing Cun imitated the movements of the man beside him, clumsily peeling the shrimp.

From the chat, I learned that the boy sitting next to Jing Cun is called Xiaohua, and the person opposite Xiaohua is Dahua, and the person opposite him is called the second boss.Jing Cun knew it was a nickname, but still wondered that this person was actually the boss.

Looking at his cold appearance, no matter how you look at it, he is not good at communication, and he has the personality to let the company go bankrupt when he is the boss.

But speaking of it, this was the first time Jing Cun had dinner with a stranger.Even because of his identity and his facial paralysis, no one sat with him in the research institute, unless they were chatting about academic issues, or were invited to have dinner with investors.

The overall atmosphere of the research institute is very cold. Everyone is thinking about their own experiments and their own progress, chatting rashly and disturbing others instead.Over time, everyone formed a new tacit understanding.Unless we go to the cafeteria to chat together, no one pays attention to anyone's silence.

After forming the habit, it is often difficult for Jing Cun to adapt to the days when others eat together.

It just seems a little different today.

He still finds the pair of boys at the same table annoying, but getting along with the boy opposite is very comfortable.

Probably because the boy has been eating in silence and doesn't talk much.

At a table for four, one side is full of enthusiasm, while the other side is silent, with clear distinctions.

She was about [-]% full, and Xiao Hua looked suspiciously at the little scorpion refreshments that hadn't been touched on the table, "Second boss, don't you want to eat? If you don't, I'll help you. This is very delicious."

As he spoke, it was as if he was reaching for it.

"Eat. Don't!" Du Qinming's voice slowed down a beat, and it was already a step too late to intercept Xiaohua who was diagonally opposite.

He sighed, "Forget it."

Although it's not cleanliness, it's more or less uncomfortable.

Du Qinming couldn't tell what kind of attitude this was, but because the things he liked were coveted and robbed by others, he always had a mentality of wanting to forget about it.

This is probably a psychological hint that gradually formed after he lost his parents and was fostered in several relatives' homes, and had conflicts with relatives' children.

This kind of psychological suggestion does not affect the work, let alone rational thinking.

But in private life, when someone around him likes the same item and wants what he wants, Du Qinming subconsciously wrongs himself first and dare not express his liking.

It is believed that this can reduce conflicts and make the relationship between people more harmonious.

When the little scorpion was about to be touched, a mechanical clamp appeared and quickly clamped Xiaohua's hand, stopping Xiaohua's movement of taking the little scorpion away.

Seeing this peculiar mechanical pliers, the three people on the table were stunned.

The mechanical pliers are in the shape of a scorpion's forelimbs, protruding from the wristband, and clamping directly on Xiaohua's wrist.It didn't use any force, but it was enough to make Xiaohua stop.

Under the eyes of the three, Jing Cun did not feel embarrassed at all, but continued to eat food only.

Du Qinming was a little embarrassed, he didn't want to make this matter too rigid.

Not just a refreshment.

His mind would inexplicably think of the scenes of those children crying, which annoyed him very much.

It's just that it's obviously not the age of children now, and Xiaohua is not one of those children who only know how to cry and want things.

Xiaohua, who likes the new and dislikes the old, quickly turned around and grabbed the forelimb, "This hairy crab is so powerful!"

"What kind of hairy crab is this? It's clearly a crayfish. Look, it's exactly the same." Dahua picked up the crayfish in the bowl and compared it with Jingcun's robotic arm.

Seeing that Xiaohua didn't really want it, Du Qin quietly took back the tea from Xiaoxie, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

I really want to thank this discerning passerby.

Perhaps, only those who have had the same experience can empathize and understand that what they want is being fought for by another crying and fussing child, and finally forced to admit defeat because of the word sensible.

Du Qinming cast grateful eyes, but found that the expression of the person in front of him didn't change at all, and he was eating on his own.

"Obviously it's a hairy crab. Look, this one is big and then small. The two clips are long and small." Xiaohua argues, picks up the half-eaten crab claws and shows them, pointing out Dahua's mistake, "You see, the shape of the claws of crayfish is uniform, but the outer contour is different."

"Don't you allow this to be a mutated shape?" Dahua is very good at these unfamiliar fields, but she is very humble in her field of expertise, "Normal people prefer crayfish to hairy crabs. What do you think, Second Boss. "

Du Qinming: "..."

Why didn't the Lord ask him even next door, but asked him an innocent passer-by who also didn't know the truth?

"That's right. What does the second boss think?" Xiao Hua also asked.

Du Qinming glanced at the opposite person who was still eating comfortably, feeling envious in his heart.

To be able to disregard the world and the evaluation of anyone around you must either have absolute strength or absolute family background, at least one of the two can be present to be so calm.

Even Du Qinming, who has experienced many years, knows deeply that being alone without indispensable abilities is nothing but being abandoned.

But the person in front of him was obviously not the same thing.

Du Qinming opened his mouth and wanted to ask the person in front of him directly, but he saw the other person throwing a look, which meant to let him guess.

"I think..." Du Qinming hesitated for a moment, then said, "Scorpion."

As soon as the voice fell, the mechanical arm played a mechanical female voice, "Congratulations, you got the answer right."

Accompanied by a burst of pleasant music, the robotic arm was put away.

Xiaohua Dahua was instantly attracted, completely forgetting that the whole thing was that Xiaohua wanted to eat Xiaoxie's tea, so she went to grab Du Qinming's food.

"It's amazing, is there anything else?" Xiaohua asked.

"No." Jing Cun answered succinctly.

"Hey, it's a test product, right?" Xiao Hua wanted to take another look, and put all her energy into Jing Cun.

"En." Jing Cun still replied in one word.But his dress, expression, and demeanor are all very natural, and he will not give anyone a contemptuous attitude.Extremely consistent.

It is to tell others clearly that he is not a person who likes to communicate.

No matter how bizarre the direction, the end result is always good.Xiaohua is attracted by the mechanical pliers, but Du Qinming keeps his little scorpion.

When Du Qinming was full, he slowly tasted the little scorpion.

He neatly pinched the scorpion pincers with chopsticks and put them in his mouth.The crispy taste is sweet and slightly salty. Du Qinming really likes this taste and taste.It's a shame he waited so long.

Jing Cun watched the man across from him eating scorpion-shaped refreshments, with a little appreciation.It was the first time for him to watch someone eat something in the shape of a scorpion, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

Four people respectively.

Jing Cun continued to walk alone, and Du Qinming and the three took a taxi and left.

When Jing Cun got home, his mother was still thinking about him coming home from work so late and still not looking for a partner, Yunyun.

If it was normal, Jing Cun would probably let his mother say whatever he wanted, anyway, he would go in one ear and out the other, and he should go to work tomorrow, and he should work overtime.

But thinking of the man who was not at all disgusted with eating scorpions, Jing Cun suddenly said, "I'm having a couple's meal with someone else tonight."

In a word, not only Jing Cun's mother was stunned, but also his father's hand pouring tea stopped in mid-air.Although the dog at home didn't know what happened, it just stayed where it was, looking at Jing Cun like the two owners.

Jing Cun knew that his parents would not believe what he said, so he opened the website and found a photo of him and Du Qinming.

Jing's mother looked at the photo for a while, then looked at her son, and said after a while, "I know I'm pushing you. But you can't participate in this kind of activity, just find someone and start talking. I don't know the root of it. I don't know, who knows if he is trying to get your money and status."

It is said that knowing a son is better than a mother, Jing Cun did not expect that his excuses would be exposed by his mother so quickly.

Just thinking of the noisy scene during the New Year, Jing Cun said, "He doesn't know my identity."

Don't even know the name.

With such a nonsensical sentence, Jing's mother knew that her son was saying that although the men and women who came to meet Jing Cun on a blind date during the New Year knew the basics, they all came for Jing Cun's money and status.On the contrary, it is not reliable to find strangers in this Valentine's Day event.

Jing's mother looked at the two people in the photo, and then at her son, who seemed to be really not disgusted, and asked, "Do you have a crush on him?"

Jing Cun has been very big-minded since he was a child, he can do whatever he wants, regardless of other people's feelings.Mother Jing was congenitally infertile, and Jing Cun was a child artificially obtained by her and her husband. She was a bit special since she was a child, so Mother Jing reminded her to come back, but she also respected the child's wishes very much.

The word "good impression" is a bit too much, but thinking of the other party's appearance of eating scorpion-shaped tea, Jing Cun said: "He likes scorpions."

Hearing this, Mother Jing smiled instantly, "Hey, that works. Then you two have a good talk."

Mother Jing didn't urge anything else, her son has a single-minded personality, unless it reaches the point where he can't continue, otherwise he will definitely try his best to achieve success after setting the content.

Therefore, she doesn't need to give pressure, but it's better if it happens naturally.

Jing Cun nodded, turned around and went back to rest.

Mother Jing saw her son returning to the room, and hurried to Father Jing, who pretended not to know anything, and found a photo of Jing Cun and another man according to Jing Cun's network.

"Look, these two are really a match made in heaven." Mother Jing said with a smile to the people around her.

That stern and cold appearance, that aura that should not be entered by strangers, and the similar attire are really a replica of their son.

"That's not good. We should find someone with a brighter personality who complements each other." Father Jing frowned, disapproving of this marriage.

Although his personality is not as cold and ruthless as Jing Cun's, he is indeed biased towards the macho side, thinking that finding a partner with a complementary personality will make him get along better for a long time.Jing Mu is an extroverted type.

"That's what you said." After all, she was the first person her son admitted to get along with, and Jing's mother couldn't help but talk to him more, "But think about it. Our son's work is so confidential that even we can't tell it. We are usually so busy , There is nothing to talk about when you come back. Instead of finding someone from another industry, it is better to find a colleague or something who has a common language."

Father Jing frowned, neither negating nor affirming.

Mother Jing ignored him and happily downloaded the photos.She has been making photo albums for her son for more than 20 years. She has treasured them well since she was a child, but it is a pity that children are less and less fond of taking pictures.But the child is too good, and the news media will occasionally report that Jing's mother can more or less get new photos of her son from the news media.

Seeing that Jing's mother was about to leave, Jing's father hurriedly said with a cold face: "Wait, let's vote for the child first."

"Voting?" Jing's mother was so focused on her son's finding a partner that she didn't notice that it was an event.

"Look, this is No.1, luxury honeymoon travel." Father Jing pointed to the No.1 prize and said.

"It's impossible for him to go on honeymoon." Knowing the son is more like the mother, Jing's mother has long seen through the shortcomings of her son's love of work.The annual leave is all forced by Gu Qingze. There is no need to think about long-term activities such as honeymoon.

"The consolation prize is a free animal refreshment." Father Jing calculated wisely, "That man likes little scorpions."

"You bastard." Mother Jing smiled and patted Father Jing's thigh.This guy was very cold, and he kept his ears open just now to eavesdrop.